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“If women could be Alphas, then my father would have been the Alpha after his mother, rather than Zavier. He felt his birthright had been stolen and he wanted it back.” I looked at Valens to gauge his reaction but he remained impassive.
“Your father was a traitor,” he said but with little to no emotion in his voice. What little emotion that managed to leak out of him was unidentifiable.
“My father was a traitor. My mother too, and by extension, me.” I took a deep breath while I waited for him to say something but he didn’t. “He got a few people that didn’t like Alpha Zavier to support his cause. One of them was his best friend who was going to be his Beta.”
I’d called that man ‘uncle.’ He was good to me but he ultimately did not have the guts to follow through with his initial plans and bragging and he also lacked the guts to step back from them.
“His best friend chickened out at the last minute and went to Alpha Zavier but he never told my father he had switched camps. He never told my father he no longer supported the movement because he started to sell the Alpha information. What my father imagined would be a glorious takeover lasted a few hours during which he realized he would not succeed.”
Much of this story hadn’t clicked in my head as a child. I never understood what my parents were planning even though I heard bits and pieces of the plans by accident while my parents discussed them. It wasn’t as if they carried me along and told me they would be taking over the pack.
It wasn’t until that day came. I’d been in school when they launched their attack. When I returned from school, it was to see our home ransacked and people pointing and glaring at me. Alpha Zavier had been in our house. The look he gave to me when I called him ‘uncle’ like I usually did would never fade from my memory.
They did not let me see when my parents were executed but they let me know they had been beheaded in front of everyone. Even my father’s best friend who leaked the plans could not be spared. He too was killed for conniving against the Alpha. I was outside my home when they set it ablaze, Zavier’s Beta holding me in place to watch what became of traitors.
Everything I owned, every memory I’d made in that home, everything. They’d all been destroyed while I watched. It was the cruellest thing to do to an eight-year-old but no one spared me.
“They beheaded my parents and I watched them burn down our home,” I told Valens. I still walked by my childhood home sometimes. It was marked off from the public: a ground that had bred traitors.
My life got worse from there. Without a home to stay in, I had to move into the pack house but the Alpha would not allocate me a room. I stayed in the living room most times but with time, I realized people didn’t want me to be in the living room with them. I started to wander a lot during the day, and then I would return to the pack house at night. One day, I discovered the basement and it became my home from then on.
The kids in school didn’t want to be seen with me. Celeste and Lucien no longer became as accessible as they were before because I could no longer go to their house to play and they could not come to mine. They now had to sneak out to see me.
I told him everything, cutting down on all the bad experiences which would have taken me hours and a bucket of tears to recount. When I was done, I took a breath and watched him. He’d been silent throughout. Every time it felt as if he was about to say something, I didn’t give him the chance. I wanted to get everything off my ch3st at once and I feared if he said anything, I would not be able to continue.
“I wondered how your father would like me if I ever got the chance to meet him,” he said after a long pause. “I would not have liked him.” He didn’t hide the truth, didn’t mince it. “But you are not your father so I don’t see why you would think I would hate you.”
If I was someone else, if I wasn’t his mate, and he heard of what my parents had done, he would look down on me. He had suffered a horrible fate from people like my parents.
“Your parents were betrayed. My parents are like the people that betrayed your parents. I’m sure I disgust you now.” I looked away after speaking, feeling my skin heat.
“I hate to lie.” He paused. “I never met your parents but I do not pity them. I cannot lie; I hate traitors. Your parents disgust me but you did nothing wrong. They made you suffer for their crimes,” he spat and I saw his eyes darken.
“Don’t you see? My father killed Zavier’s Luna. That’s why his family hate me. They were quick to behead my parents after which they didn’t gain any satisfaction so they continued their punishment by targeting me.”
“You were innocent. They were cruel to target you,” he said.
“How about you?” I asked, gingered. “You have promised to visit vengeance on even the third generation of those that hurt you even though they are innocent.” I tested the waters. I wanted to know if it was safe to tell him about what the goddess said. “Doesn’t that make you a cruel man?”
He laughed without joy at my question. “I am a cruel man,” he admitted. “I lost my family, my friends, my life. Everything. I am a cruel man and I must get my vengeance.”
There was no point telling him anything if he thought like that. The goddess wouldn’t lie to me so I could pretend I didn’t know that he was searching for my mother and he would never find out. I felt I wouldn’t care if he hated me but just imagining him looking at me in disgust changed my mind.
“Marcus and Balthazar were my parent’s good friends. They were nobodies before my father picked them up from the gutter, brushed them up and made them a part of his table. Filth favoured by the king.
My father respected their intellect and they screwed him over with it at the end of the day,” he laughed, then he pinched his nose. “Nothing of them remained when I was done but Andromeda, that bitch.” He left his statement hanging there.
“What did she do?” He’d never willingly spoken about his past before.
“She accused my father of dishonouring his words to the magic folks so she used that to justify her involvement in his betrayal. When I took vengeance into my hands for her clan’s involvement in regicide, I became her enemy. She cursed me for killing her people after she killed mine.” He laughed, and this time he sounded amused.
“My curse is broken now and it’s all thanks to you.” He wore an expression that I hadn’t seen on his face since the day we discovered we were mates. He looked at me in awe and adoration.
“I didn’t do anything. It’s all the goddess’ doing.” I looked away from him, dispelling the tingling feeling in my gut. “She broke your curse, not me.”
“Right, the goddess. I waited for how many years before she did anything?” He asked without expecting an answer. “You broke my curse, little moon. I realize now that I haven’t treated you in the way you deserve to be treated.”
Right. I wouldn’t deny it. I was his curse breaker. I was born for that and yes, he had treated me as if I was nothing more than a traitor.
“You can make amends by finding me a trainer,” I said with a shrug as if it was just a passing thought and not something that I had dwelt on for the better part of the last week.
“I am not finding you a trainer. I can train you myself and I plan on doing just that.” Frustration tightened my guts and clogged my throat.
“Why are you so averse to my getting a trainer? You can’t be there all the time!” I pulled my hair in frustration.
“That.” He motioned at me. “That is the reason I will not let another man train you. You do not believe me when I say I made a mistake that I will never make again. I can be by your side all the time and I will be. You can depend on me, Sagira.”
I thought it was fair to train with someone else, someone who wouldn’t have other duties taking their time. That thought may have been born from the recent development but I wasn’t saying this to spite him or anything like that. I needed to train seriously.
He was right when he said a lot of people would target me because of him. I had no way to defend myself, at least I couldn’t do it properly now. I couldn’t protect myself and ultimately, I couldn’t protect my child.
“This isn’t about you,” I told him. “This is about me. You said it before. I am an easy target and after weeks of training with you and Jabari, I haven’t improved. I just need someone who has done this before, someone who has training others as part of their job description. It has nothing to do with me depending on someone else.”
“My wolf doesn’t see it like that.” He stood from opposite me to squeeze himself into my seat. “There is none other more skilled in the art of combat than I. I have conquered since I was fourteen.” The setup with him squeezing into my seat was uncomfortable but before I could mention it, he raised me from the seat and into his lap. I may have let out a squeak.
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