The Alpha Can’t Sense His Mate

ITHRA

“After Zadok became the Alpha, the first thing he did was to throw us out of the packlands.” Shilhi, or rather, Sarai continued her story. “Of course, I saw that coming, so I made provision for the Ancient Witch’s clan to camp around the outskirts of the pack until I found somewhere safe enough to call home.”

“After one year, I was finally able to find a place, far away from the BloodHound pack and everything it represents. I even raised a wall to protect us from external attacks and changed our name.” My eyes widened at her words,

“You changed the name of the ancient witch’s clan?” I asked, scared of her answer.

“Yes and no.” She giggled. “I divided the ancient clan and set some of my trusted aides over it while I remained in the outskirts of the pack with my trusted aides.” She gasped, “You wouldn’t believe what happened the night after I divided the clan.” Her face turned stoic, “Zadok came with his men and murdered 17 ancient witches while making me watch.”

My breath ceased. “He made sure to burn their bodies after killing them so that I couldn’t remedy the situation. He must have known that the clan was divided, so he took me hostage and went around the town, exterminating every witch clan he could find within one year.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. This was the reason why he killed every witch clan. He was trying to find the Ancient witch clan. He wanted revenge for his parents!NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Zadok struggled to get up, sweating profusely and breathing heavily. Shilhi’s eyes found him and immediately, he fell to the ground, weaker than ever.

“All the while, I was tortured in the Blood Hound dungeons. Drained of blood, and just when I was at the brink of death, I was nursed back to life so they could do it again.”

That sounded oddly familiar. I grimaced as I remembered the hell I was put through the first time I arrived at the BloodHound pack. That was the last standard for witches in the BloodHound pack.

“One faithful night, after a year of suffering, the tides turned.” Shilhi smiled, “I was granted the opportunity to be let into the underworld. I died as a scorned woman, and kept my soul alive in a bottle, using my last strength. And guess what, the pack herbalist who took my place was the first to enter my cell.”

Shilhi. I thought fearfully. She possessed Shilhi for the past 10 years!

“It wasn’t easy taking full control of this body.” Shilhi looked at herself, and laughed, “But it was the perfect camouflage for planning the perfect revenge.”

“Slowly, I began my plans. Starting from the epic curse.” She laughed. “Yes. I planned it from the get-go. From planting a witch that told him he was cursed and couldn’t sense his mate, to following it up with a stupid solution to his non-existent problem.”

“What do you mean?”

“Good question. Of course, he wasn’t cursed. The only curse he had was the one I created by feeding him potions that hindered his wolf’s abilities. Think about it, if his wolf’s senses are destroyed, how then would he be able to sense the appearance of his mate?”

I didn’t understand her. A thousand thoughts swirled through my mind. “Kir is doing fine,” I muttered, calling her bluff.

“Now he is. But for the last ten years, I’ve suppressed his abilities using the potions from Shilhi.” That was Zadok. “I took it hoping to prevent Kir from losing his mind, as she directed.”

“Awesome! Your brains are still working well. Maybe I need to beef up my spells.” She said and immediately Zadok let out a scream, holding his hand in his head.

“Stop! Please! Enough already.” I begged, tears streaming down my eyes.

“He’ll survive.” Shilhi said, “Now back to my story. I made Zadok take potions that hindered his ability to sense his mate long before you came along.”

“You knew I was coming?”

“Of course I did,” she said, “I prepared for your coming long before you arrived the BloodHound pack.”

Confusion laced my face, “What are you talking about.”

“Try to keep up, will you?” She glared and walked closer to me. “When I found out you were Zadok’s mate, you were but a baby. Born by one of the ancient witches that a beta wolf deceived.”

“Azriel. Azriel’s father.” Zadok muttered with a wince.

“Bingo. One of my witches was stupid enough to get pregnant for Azriel’s father and when his mate came along, she was rejected as expected. The beta allowed her to have her baby, but he had nothing to do with them anymore. When I found out the connection between our first hybrid baby and the Alpha’s son, I couldn’t pass up such an opportunity.”

My heart sank, “What did you do?”

“Nothing bad. I placed you under a sealing spell, and when we left the pack, I sent you with your mother to the new clan.”

“The Celtz clan,” I muttered, shocked. “The ancient witch’s clan is the Celts clan.”

“So you see, it was easy manipulating the situation, and training you to believe that you have no power. When the time was right, I made them send you to me, so I could perfect the final step before getting us into the dark forest.”

“You masterminded it all. You worked with my mother, hid my powers and brought us here to the dark forest?”

“I had originally planned to keep my eyes on you a bit more. Just to be sure the sealing spell was still strong. However, when you killed the rogues on the mating ceremony night. I knew I had to act faster and send you earlier on before the full moon. And as expected, you recovered your powers and even transformed into a wolf.”

“You became the first hybrid. Half witch, and half werewolf. The final ingredient of my sacrifice.”

“What sacrifice?”

“The sacrifice to resurrect my dead allies. And of course, reunite with my own body. This one is ugly and worn out.”