The Mark of Betrayal novel Chapter 4

Samara

I was busy in the kitchens, setting up for the party tonight, when I smelled him. I had asked to be put on door duty so I could see if Sawyer or Roman arrived. I finally decided how I was going to kill them. Poison can be detected, but there are poisonous animals, such as Spur-Winged Goose and European Quail that have toxins in their bodies that aren’t readily detectible.

As I was setting up the appetizers for the cocktail party, I caught the scent of amber, bergamot, and orange. My mouth began to water, and Ayla stood up in my head, purring and arching in a way she never has before.

‘Ayla, please, please tell me that’s not our mate,’ I plead.

‘I need to see him to be sure, but he smells like our mate. This is a good thing, Samara. It means our mate is an Alpha, as we deserve. We will be able to continue the genes of the pure white wolf if we’re mated to an Alpha.’

She’s right, and I always expected that my mate, when I found him, would be an Alpha. I just didn’t expect to find him two days after my 18th birthday.

‘Ayla, don’t you get it? This could ruin everything!’

‘We can still get our revenge. Why does finding our mate mean we can’t avenge our family’s deaths?’

‘I don’t know enough about the mate bond. What if he finds out what we’ve done. We don’t know him, Ayla. He could easily turn against us and what if….what if he was somehow involved in the murder of our family.’

‘Let’s not jump to conclusions, Samara. Let’s find out who he is first,’ Ayla says, diplomatically.

I agree with Ayla, even though I think it’s a bad idea. It’s a risk and I’m not willing to set aside my revenge just because I found my mate.

‘So, we’ll take out Sawyer and Roman this weekend and then we can live happily ever after with our mate,’ Ayla says.

I frown, wondering where my wolf got her fairytale dreams from.

‘They’re actually your dreams from before everything happened to our family. I just found them in your memories.’

‘I was a silly girl then.’

‘Maybe dreams come true, Samara.’

Not for me they don’t.

I finish getting my tray ready. Since I’m on kitchen duty, it means I’m also on serving duty. I’m careful not to put too much on my tray. I may be able to carry much more than I am, but I judge how much the other omegas are putting on their trays and I put the same amount on mine.

When I step into the room, I can smell him. Ayla pushes me to move closer, but I keep my distance, looking for Sawyer. I want Roman dead too for his betrayal, but Sawyer actually killed Teddy.

I keep my eyes down as I walk around, my tray quickly emptying, sending me back to the kitchen to put more food on my tray.

“Samantha, did you see how many attractive Alphas there are?” one of the omegas asks me.

“No, I was trying to make sure I didn’t drop my tray,” I say. It’s not true, I was looking at everyone I could see, trying to find Sawyer or Roman.

I finish filling my tray and I go back into the main room where the Alphas are all talking amongst themselves.

When I walk back out, his scent is even stronger than before. He’s moved closer to where I am, most likely recognizing my scent as easily as I’ve recognized his. If he’s an Alpha, then I’m sure that he’s smelled me.

Someone has just taken food off my tray when I hear it, his strong, masculine voice echoing through the room.

“Mate!”

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