The Alpha's Scorned

Silence is Deadly

...Alpha Xander POV...

How dare she defy me. Did she really not know who I am? This mangy pup had the audacity to defy me. Me, of all people. I would've been impressed had she not been a rogue.

I had watched my son's encounter with her earlier. At first, I had thought that she was a witch, attempting to control my son. But I soon realized that it was much deeper than that.

The way they were reacting with one another would make me think that they were mates. But that's impossible. Mates can't find each other before the age of sixteen. My son was only twelve years old, and this girl seemed even younger than him. Which meant they couldn't be mates, right?

I was at first impressed with my son. He managed to find a rogue all by himself. He had strayed away from me when I was talking to one of the patrol guards. I managed to find him not long after, but he had been acting weird. As if they were having conversations in his mind. But that's ridiculous, right?

As I made myself known, I was surprised by what I had seen. 'Did she have green eyes?' I thought to myself. But that's impossible. I had killed everyone with green eyes nearly a decade ago. The last was that...

No... it couldn't be...

My eyes went wide in realization. She looked to be eight years old, and it was eight years ago that I had cast out the last green-eyed wolf. But there's no way she could've survived. She was only a few days old. How could a baby possibly defend itself? Let alone, how could a baby even survive on its own?

I needed to test my theory. I knew my son would be against it, but I was willing to do whatever it took to prevent the prophecy from coming true, even if it meant killing my own son.

My stare was unwavering from hers. I could sense that she was reading my thoughts as her expression changed to pure hatred after I considered killing Darius.

I was nearly double her height, but she stood her ground as if she was eight going on thirty. She looked at me with a cold expression, as if she was daring me to attack her. 

I commanded my son to leave. I didn't want him to get in the way of my idea. I needed him gone. I saw him attempt to resist, but reluctantly he started to leave, however, without taking his eyes off of the girl.

His gaze was unwavering from her. I could see his protective side shining through. Which only made my concerns heighten. Darius has never defied an order from me. But in a span of five minutes, he's already managed to do it once and attempted a few others. 

I would be proud if it weren't to do with this mangy pup. I've taught my son better than this. He knows how rogues really are. So to see him standing up for one only made me more furious.

I was amazed when she shifted into a wolf. I grew worried by what this could mean. She was only a pup. She shouldn't have had access to her wolf for almost another decade. So seeing this pup transform into a giant wolf was truly remarkable.

My amazement quickly faded as I realized what this meant. 

'She must be killed.' I thought to myself.

I ran towards her, intending to wrap my jaws around her petite throat. Letting my teeth puncture the flesh of her neck and decapitating her in one simple go. However, as I got close to her, I found myself being launched through the air, landing with a thud on the hard ground. My vision faded in and out of blurriness. 

I couldn't fathom what had just happened. I soon realized that the prophecy would come true if I didn't do something to stop it.

This girl in front of me was far more powerful than I had anticipated. She had already shown signs of being a hybrid. If she is the girl from the prophecy, then she would be a tribrid. Which meant it was only a matter of time until she managed to access her vampire abilities. 

I began to wonder how much she knew about her abilities. I needed a way to find out. I looked at my son, realizing that he was my opportunity. If I found out that she was the tribrid from the prophecy, I would have no choice but to kill her, regardless of whether she was my son's mate or not. If anything, it would only serve as an insurance policy to make sure the prophecy could never happen. 

I didn't want to act right away. I knew I still had time. My son would still have to accept her as his mate. Something that couldn't happen for at least four more years. Until then, I would use this time to figure out how to keep the prophecy from coming true.

So instead of furthering the fight, I decided to walk away. If this girl happens to be my son's mate, I would only need to watch him. It would only be a matter of time until he found his way back to her. So, for now, I just needed to play nice. My son would unknowingly be her undoing.

The thought brought a smile to my face. I smiled as I picked myself off the ground, making my way to them.

I watched as my son instinctively stood his ground in front of her. Shielding her from me. Completely understandable, considering I had just attempted to kill her a few moments ago. But really, did my son actually think he stood a chance against me? The thought alone made me laugh. 

"Calm down, my son. I mean her no harm." I say, attempting to appeal to his good graces, only to earn an eye roll from him.

Darius stands unwavering in front of the girl. I have to commend him on his instincts. He's no fool. He's probably waiting for me to strike next. Little does he know that I won't make a further attempt. At least not yet, anyways.

I watch as the girl grabs Darius' arm and pulls him back. They seem to be sharing some connection. I watch as Darius' eyes dart from her, then back to me, then to her once more. He seems nervous but ultimately moves away from her.

I begin to wonder what caused the sudden change. It must have something to do with the girl. I'll have to look deeper into that.

"If you truly mean her no harm, then you'll walk away." My son says.

I nod my head. 

"If that's what you want." I state. Turning around to leave.

"Wait. So that's it?" Darius asks, questioning my motives.

"Seems to be." I state.

"What's with the sudden change of attitude?" He asks.

"I can see this girl is important to you. I want to see you happy. So if that means letting a rogue pup live, then so be it. But mark my words. You can't protect them all." I say, leaving them alone.

They both stay silent, letting my words run through their minds. I keep my mind blank as I continue to walk away from them. From what I just witnessed, it seems as though she may be an empath with the ability to listen in to any mind link and thought. This alone makes her dangerous. I'll need to find a way to keep our thoughts and mind links safe.

 This will be the first and only time in which I'll walk away. The next time I see her, I won't give up as easily. I won't rest until she's dead.