The Alpha Can’t Sense His Mate

ITHRA

I stared daggers at Zadok who went on eating his food like he didn’t just insult me.

The nerve of him to think I wouldn’t get back at him baffled me.

Thwack! I threw down the plate of food placed in front of me.

“Oops!” I shrugged, and got up. “I believe I’m done here, alpha.”

I made to leave the table but got held back by a tight hold on my wrist.

“Let me go.” I said, accentuating every word.

Without letting go of me, Zadok dropped his fork and got up his feet. I could feel his blazing gaze and the anger that sizzled through him.

“Sit.” He ordered,

I didn’t care if he was angry, neither did I care if I was taking a gamble with my life by not obeying him. But I remained standing.

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I feel his hand loose around my wrist and I am shocked that he let me go. He sits down on his chair and just when I was about to leave his presence, his voice stopped me.

“Ithra Couldron. Daughter of the Celts Coven enchantress. Did you also have a sister? Was it Morgan?” He said with a smirk, and I felt a bucket of cold water wash over me.

How…how on earth did he know?

“Morgan Couldron, your sister, isn’t she? Heard she isn’t your biggest fan. Is that also true?” he said in a mocking tone.

I turned around, storming towards him with waves of anger.

“Leave them alone! Did you hear me? Leave them alone, you cursed animal!”

I yelled at the top of my voice, dragging him by his collar. Zadok remained unmoved, adding fire to the raging inferno within me.

“Did you kill them? Did you wipe them away like you did every other clan?” I asked but got no answer. “I will kill you! I promise, if you hurt them, I will kill you and every senseless wolf in this pack-”

My breath supply was cut off by Zadok’s lips, which covered my own in an intense kiss.

What in the world?

A few seconds passed before I was left breathless and free from his lips. Before I could recover from his kiss, his hand strangled my neck, forcing me to lose my breath the second time.

“Don’t you ever threaten my pack again.” He breathed into my ears, biting my lobes. “Do you understand?”

I couldn’t speak from the pressure in my neck, desperate to live, I nodded my head vehemently, communicating my need to be set free.

“Good.” He said and finally let me go.

I fall to the ground like a pack of cards, holding my neck and breathing heavily from his assault.

“Since you have refused to pledge your loyalty to my pack, you will be my slave moving forward. Unless you change your mind, and decide to be my subject, you are not the owner of your life.”

I could feel Zadok’s anger as he spoke without stopping.

“And just in case you get any funny ideas, I know where you come from, I know everything there is about you, so if you make any wrong decisions, your coven gets wiped out.”

He said and I knew he meant it, he was the exterminator of the witches after all.

“The Celts Coven are still existing under your mercy, Ithra. Do as much as breath wrongly and I assure you will be served their heads for dinner.”

I felt crippled by fear as I watched him spill his intrusive dark desires. His eyes were a darker shade of red, and a silver lining appeared every now and then.

Zadok returned to his chair, picking up his fork like he didn’t just kiss me, strangle me and threaten everything dear to me in the last few minutes.

“You are done for the day. Think carefully about your choices and I will see you at breakfast, perhaps then, you’ll be a bit more mannered and hungry.”

Immediately, the double doors flew open and Azriel walked in, dressed like he was coming from a date. His eyes found mine and his countenance grew poor when he saw me on the floor.

“Take her back to the room.” Zadok ordered and with a nod, Azriel dragged me away from his presence, while I nursed a bruised ego, neck, and growling stomach.

*****

My night was longer than usual.

I wasn’t surprised because I didn’t sleep a wink. If someone told me I’d be so worried about the same people that maltreated and hatefully exposed me to danger, I would laugh at their face and tell them how ridiculous they sounded.

But that was the truth. Ever since I left Zadok’s presence, I couldn’t find sleep knowing he knew about my people, and could easily destroy them if he so desired.

For the first time since I got here, I wondered if the weakened forcefield that hides us from ordinary eyes played a role in his tracing the coven.

If I played a role in hie finding them.

“Let’s go.” Gatria opened my room door and led me back to the dining room for breakfast.

My fiery red hair was in a ponytail and I bet I had bags under my eyes from my lack of sleep. However, I was determined not to be bullied by anyone.

Not even the big bad alpha.

I walked into the dining room, and to my surprise, Zadok was already seated, plates of sizzling hot meals placed on the table as he awaited my presence.

I suddenly didn’t feel as bold as I did the previous day.

“Ithra, come sit.” He said and I realized I’d stopped walking.

The doors shut behind me, and for the second time in the last few hours, I realized I was alone with him.

Keeping my eyes on the floor, I moved my feet to the seat designated for me.

“Good girl.” He praised in a delighted purr. “that wasn’t so hard now, was it?”

I bit my tongue, resisting the urge to say something that could land me in trouble.

I bit my tongue, but not for myself. Forr the clan that hated and rejected me.