Chapter 850 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

Gregory shrugged. “A few hours?”

Dayson could see it was dark outside. Oh, no. Talia! She will be worried sick. Dayson tried mind-linking her, but it didn’t work. He put his hand over his chest. Why did it feel like their mate bond was weak?

‘Sapa?’ Dayson called. ‘What’s going on with our mate bond? Is Talia in danger?’

‘I’m not sure,’ Sapa responded. ‘The bond is there, but I believe something is obstructing it.’

Dayson narrowed his eyes at Gregory. “Why am I here?” He thought that the Guardians might imprison him or maybe even kill him, but he was not restrained in any way, and Dayson could feel his energy returning by the minute as the poison was cleared from his body.

“As I said, I have a special interest in Natalia Moonrider,” Gregory said.

Dayson’s jaw tightened. “You showed that in the Blue River pack.”

Gregory shook his head. “That was unfortunate. I meant no harm. At that time, I was surprised to find out how special she was. In the end, didn’t you benefit from your mate going into heat? Is she pregnant now?”

Dayson had no intention of answering any of those. “Is that why you brought me here? To discuss my mating ritual?”

“Of course, not.”

“Why am I here?”

“Alpha Natalia is a special existence, and she deserves the best. Don’t you agree?” Gregory asked and continued without waiting for Dayson’s response, “I want to make sure you are the right man for her.”

Dayson was sure that his ears malfunctioned. “Talia is my mate. Our bond is proof that I am the ONLY man for her!”

Gregory was not phased by Dayson’s rising hostility. “That’s just a bond that a Moon Goddess decided on before you were even born. Think of it like an arranged marriage. Sure, it can work, but it can also be a horrible match if let’s say…” Gregory narrowed his eyes at Dayson. “One of the two is sleeping around.”

Dayson paused. “What?”

“Are you going to deny your debauchery, Alpha Dayson? Everyone knows about your endless conquests. The only thing people don’t know is the exact number of women who you had sex with. Is it two hundred? Three hundred? More?”

Dayson thought how this was ridiculous. “Since I’ve met Talia, she is the only one for me.”

Gregory smirked. “Are you sure about it?”

Dayson found himself unable to lie as he remembered… “That was one time. I didn’t understand the bond and how important…”

“Don’t you think you are too old for excuses?” Gregory interrupted Dayson. “No one will deny all the good things you did, but you can’t ignore how much you hurt Natalia. Over and over again. You say it’s one time, but I’m not sure if that includes only you sleeping with the daughter of Beta from the Red Moon pack. Will you deny that you had Cassie and Marcy in your packhouse together with Natalia? I can’t imagine what the poor girl went through. You organized a pack run to announce your Luna, but it seems that until the last moment, you were not sure if that would be Marcy or Natalia.”

“I was under the effect of…”

“Yes, yes,” Gregory interrupted him. “I’m sure you have excuses ready but none that could erase the fact you hurt Natalia. You can slip once and say it was an accident, maybe twice. However, your behavior is showing a pattern where you are acting on your own selfish impulses without regard for your mate.”

Dayson’s nostrils flared, and he wanted to punch Gregory’s smirk away, but there was the point of Dayson’s strength recovering, and Gregory was technically not wrong, and… how did he know that much?

Gregory cocked an eyebrow at Dayson. “Did I miss any?”

“It is not on you to decide if I am the right man for Talia or not,” Dayson said grimly.

“Let’s agree to disagree on that one. You can think of me like a concerned parent.”

“Why don’t you cut the bullshit and tell me what you really want?”

Gregory nodded in approval. “I heard you are a man who prefers acting compared to talking. Prove that you will do whatever you can to cherish Natalia, and I will step aside.”

“That easy?”

“That easy.”

Dayson was not in the mood to play games, but did he have a choice? “Alright. Tell me what your test is.”

…

Dayson followed Gregory outside into the forest.

The crunching of the undisturbed snow under their feet made Dayson unsettled as he realized he was far from home.

“Where are we going?” Dayson asked.

“You will see,” Gregory responded mysteriously. “I’m sure you noticed that your senses are off.”

Dayson thought it was due to the poison, but now that he checked again, his body was feeling fine, yet everything else was off. It was like he was in a drunken stupor, with everything feeling distant and dull, even though it was right within his reach.

Dayson turned to see the building they had just left, but the only thing he could see were trees and darkness. Did they conceal it with enchantment?

“The environment provides us with a natural defense against intruders,” Gregory said. “Your task will be to save Natalia and take her out of her safely.”

Dayson was alerted. “What did you say? Talia is here?”

Gregory turned to Dayson and gave him a meaningful look before gesturing toward the clearing ahead.

Dayson blinked a few times to verify if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

Without waiting for Gregory to say anything, Dayson moved toward the female who was tied to the tree.

Dayson would run to Talia and untie her, but his instincts told him something was off.

Dayson couldn’t feel the bond pulling him toward her, but his bond was not pulling anywhere.

She didn’t carry the scent of citrusy sweet freesia. He didn’t pick up any scent at all.

Things didn’t seem right, but that was Talia looking at him pitifully.

“Kitten?” Dayson called when he was only one step away from her. How did she get here? Did the Guardians kidnap her? Bastards tied her to a tree!

Dayson extended his hand and put it on her cheek. “It’s OK. I’m here now.”

She leaned into his touch. “Save me, Dayson. Let’s get out of here.”

Dayson’s insides tightened. That was Talia’s voice.

Dayson’s hand slid slowly down her cheek, and he wondered if his messed up senses caused him not to feel the sparks of their bond.

His fingers paused above the mark on the left side of her neck.

That was his mark right there. He spent countless hours awake, staring at it while Talia was sleeping.

She looked like Talia, sounded like Talia, and wore his mark, but something seemed off. What was it?

Dayson raised his hand, and she flinched.

“You want me to take you home?”

“Yes,” she confirmed.

“Where is that?”

The female paused. “To the Shadow Fang pack.”

In the next moment, Dayson grabbed her neck as his expression frosted.

She wanted to squirm out of his hold or defend herself somehow, but she was tied to the tree, and the only thing she could do was talk.

“No, no,” she squeaked. “I meant… home to… the Midnight Guardians pack…”

Dayson continued squeezing until he felt the vibrations of bones snapping under his palm.

Her eyes widened in horror, and then her head bobbed as she breathed her last.

“Now, now,” Gregory drawled from the back. “I heard that Alpha of the Shadow Fang pack is a cruel man, but I didn’t know that you would kill indiscriminately. Only a savage would kill his mate.”

“Everyone who goes against my mate and me deserves death,” Dayson said while turning to Gregory. “I thought my task was to leave with Talia. I didn’t realize you would play dirty and use an impersonator.”

“How can you be so confident she was not Natalia?”

Dayson smirked. “Your disguising technique is good, but you can’t fake a person.”

Gregory narrowed his eyes at Dayson. “What if that was someone you care about?”

“The only one I care about is Talia. Others that are close to me would know that impersonating my mate means death.”

Talia watched this from the side, and her heart expanded with warm and fuzzy emotions. Dayson was overprotective and overbearing, but the truth was that he knew her well. She would never allow being used as his weakness, and she wouldn’t ask him to take her home because her home was Dayson.

Declyn looked at Talia suspiciously. “How can you smile when your mate killed you?”

“You won’t understand.”

“Explain.”

Talia had no intention of engaging in chatter. She wanted to go to her mate. “Is the trial over?”

Declyn was not sure what Gregory had prepared for Dayson, but he knew that if he let Talia interfere, Gregory would change his plans. This game was for Gregory’s entertainment, and once his patience ran out, Gregory would expose himself as a male willing to go to any lengths to get what he wanted. And he wanted Talia.

“You will know once it’s over,” Declyn responded cryptically.

Even the spectators from the side could see that Dayson’s temper was about to flare. He was done playing.

Dayson’s expression hardened. “I gave you the benefit of the doubt, but I’m done. You lied to me about the rules of this charade. Did you also lie about Talia being here? Where is she!?”

“Will it make a difference if she is here?” Gregory asked.

“Not really. Today will be your last day either way.”

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