Alpha King's Brutal Love

Chapter 45

Farrell's POV

Aylee pulls away even further and looks into my eyes. All her anger slowly dissolves and I see only pain in her eyes. Something that I caused her. I know it was immature of me to kill Colton like that. But I don't regret it.

"Call me whatever you want," I pause and she looks at me,"but I don't regret what I did"

Aylee throws me a look of disgust before turning around and walking away towards her pack. I don't know what I'm supposed to do next. But maybe I should come up with an explanation not just to her or my army. But to me as well.

Something in my heart says that the war actually started now. Not the war between packs but the war between two mates. Me and my mate.

I stand there for a while, trying to understand why I killed someone just because Aylee smiled at him? I stare up at the sky. It might start raining any time soon. I hope it's not a storm because our tents would not hold up for longer duration.

"You acted like you want to, quit regretting" Lyon tells me and I shake my head.

"You know.. we both know that there is a part of you that's always thirsty for blood. You first thought that Aylee would help control it. But she fueled it instead," Lyon says again.

The darkness in me. It was at bay when I was madly in love with Aylee. Or maybe it was just in my head to think that she would control my blood lust.

She fueled it indeed. But she doesn't even know I have a dark side in me where I kill people and feel no remorse. Even now, I know that I killed Colton just because Aylee kissed him. And I feel no regret that I did. I feel the small spot of darkness in me grow as time goes by. I need to ask Meghan about it. She's the only one who knows what to do.

I sigh and turn around. I hope Felix wasn't joking when he came to me and warned. He didn't give away the location details on where his daughter went. I followed her because of her scent. Her father only came to me to tell me that whatever I planned on doing, I should quit it. As if I'd listen to him. So I told the opposite of what had happened to Aylee.

Let her burst in anger. Let her mourn for her lover for a few days. At the end of the day, she will come back to me. Because I am not going to give her a choice other than that.

Is she going to reject it? I wouldn't accept it.

Is she going to kiss someone else? I don't mind killing an entire army just to show her I would go to lengths to make her mine.

I have seen mates fight in the beginning but they eventually came together again. The same will happen with Aylee and me. I am sure of it.

"What if that's not the case?" Lyon asks me again.

"Then I guess I might as well be the one to rule her pack and her," I tell him and walk towards my camp base.

Everyone is sitting quietly. Usually this place would be noisy with someone or the other singing, training or merely talking. But everyone is just sitting as they are recalling what happened today.

They knew their Alpha played by rules. Now they don't understand what's happening anymore. If only they come to know the truth.

I change my mind instead and turn around, giving Lyon all the control to shift and run. And he does exactly that. He doesn't stop and he is only sprinting even faster with each passing minute.

He is mad at his mate too. We are mad at our mate. I know for sure I am not going to reject her or accept her rejection. All I want for her is to see and realize that I am here for her and she has nowhere else to run to, other than my arms. But I see that even that is tough for her apparently.

"What are we going to do?" Lyon asks me.

"I would tell you if I knew, Farrell. I know s**t about it," I tell him back and we both have no clue at this point.

I did eliminate one of the obstacles between me and my mate. If I had known before that the scent she always had on her belonged to a man she'd been seeing, I would have killed him long ago.

Maybe now I'll wait for the mate bond to snap in with her. I have no problem being the villian of her story, because it's better if she expects nothing but worse from me. I can be a bad guy but I can't act like a good guy all the time. That's too much to deal with.

I reach the camp base an hour later to find everyone having their lunch. I look at Sebastian and he tilts his head towards my tent.

I silently walk in to see Katherine inside. She is sitting in a corner and she has her belt around her neck again. I don't know a way on how to eliminate that once and for all. I need to take over the supernatural board quickly and put an end to the slavery system.

She points me to the small table beside my bed and I see a letter. The seal gives it away that the letter is from Meghan herself.

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Dearest Farrell,

I know you are doing everything in your capacity to get back to The Nightfall Pack again. But I have something to tell you. It's nothing serious. Just a small fact I've been keeping inside my heart to tell you for a while.

Now that you did see and conquer all the packs for yourself, and you or not even Sebastian didn't send me a letter saying either of you found mates.. I guess I can tell you all about it.

Please come back safe. I can't wait to tell you all about it.

Yours,

Meghan.

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I crumble the paper and throw it aside. I did feel something with Meghan too. I told myself that I would wed her if I didn't find my mate. But that's not the case now.

I did find my mate. Aylee. Even though she can be a stubborn one, she is still my mate. I don't think I am ready to give up on her yet. I will do everything in my capacity to fight with her and for her.

If she is being a stubborn one, I guess I'll have to be even more stubborn for her to listen to me.

Sebastian gets me a plate of food and I stare at her. He is not even looking at me. His eyes are on Katherine who is still sitting in a corner, totally silent.

"Why didn't you give her food?" I ask Sebastian and he finally looks at me.

"I did offer her. But she said she needs your permission for it," Sebastian shrugs and looks at Katherine again. I bet she might be intriguing to him and I actually know that she is intriguing to so many people. Aylee couldn't stop but stay frozen and stare at Katherine as well.

I look at Katherine and she stares at me for a brief few seconds. I tell Sebastian to bring her food too, and that she will eat all her meals with me. Sebastian looked at me strangely before walking out.

But when he came back with a plate of food for her, she looked at me again. Only when I nodded my head, she accepted the plate from Sebastian. He is a little amused by that but the good thing is he didn't say it out loud.

I take the small vessel full of water and take a sip of it.

"Is she your mate or what?" Sebastian asks me, making me spit out all the water and cough because they somehow went through the wrong pipe.

I try taking harsh breaths but it's only getting tougher. Sebastian is standing there looking like a clown while I am dying right now.

Katherine ran to me. She bent me over her small knee, which was so slender I was afraid it would break. And she placed her hand on the back of my head. She tapped on the back of my neck and slapped hard on my back making me spit out all the water that's in my throat.

Once I started breathing normally again, she looked at me probably checking if everyday is okay or not. Without saying a word she went back to the same corner again, and started eating the food on her plate as if she did nothing just now.

Sebastian couldn't say anything other than , "woah" on his way out.

I silently sit on the chair before her, and we both eat in silence. I was mostly taking quick glances at her while she just ate her food in peace.

"Where did you learn that?" I ask her and she doesn't say anything.

That stupid belt. I should find an alternative for that. Something that would keep the crystal running and gathering information but all the false ones. It could happen only at nights because then it would grab Sebastian's snores leading the supernatural board to believe that I am the one snoring that way.

"Training?" Was the only word I asked her and she looked at me for a brief second before nodding.

I knew she would learn all this from her training. Now I can't help but think about what all they taught the entire group of girls again. Whatever they did, it's bad that they were trained for fourteen years of their lives just to be slaves to other people.

Katherine and Ken's girl whose name I forgot somehow got caught in good hands. I am half afraid of what Samuel might be doing with his slave girl. From what I saw, he wasn't ashamed when he smeared huge amounts of cream on various parts of his body and asked her to lick all of it. I can only imagine what he might be doing with her when no one else is watching.

I watched as the sun eventually set. And I couldn't help but think of Aylee again. I don't know why, but I don't feel even the tiniest bit of regret for killing Colton.

I was actually true to my word. I asked him to catch a knife. He was so absorbed in catching the wrong one, that he didn't see the other one coming straight at him. Not my fault at all.

And moreover it was also his fault that he kissed my mate. Okay, maybe he doesn't know that she is my mate. But he knows that she wasn't his mate either. He was just so eager to become the Alpha's husband and take a quick jump from his warrior title.

I have seen people like him. They would do any kind of s**t if they would make them climb the social ladder. And Aylee just happened to be in the middle.

Well, not anymore.

Just a few more days until she will see things for what they are. But until then, I promise I'll do things I won't regret at all. She can call me an asshole or she can call me brutal, even. But it's just me. And she's just my mate. It's about time she gets comfortable with that fact.

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Aylee's POV

"Honestly, I don't even know why I thought people might have been mistaken when they told me repeatedly that you have no heart. When I sent letters to Alphas asking them for help with my war against you, they said the best I could do was surrender. Because you were a heartless asshole and would do anything to win. I wasn't sad that they didn't send me help. I was sad that they called you heartless. Maybe now I understand. Maybe now I see," I tell him. And I meant each and every word that I just said.

"Call me whatever you want," Farrell pauses as we both look into each other's eyes,"but I don't regret what I did"

I don't say anything else. I just turn around and walk towards my pack. I have so many things to deal with. My father who decided to backstab me again. A pack waiting for my explanation on what happened. A funeral I should finish the rituals of, as not just the Alpha but a loving person.

I wish things would get easier day by day, but they are only worsening. Even more after Alpha Farrell came into the picture. My father hated me earlier but his hate was only till the pack borders. Now he is even starting to act like I belong to him to trade me. The first time he went, he wanted an Alpha who was a male. And this time, I should be asking him why he went.

As soon as I walked into the borders, Nicholas was already waiting for me with a letter in his hand. I take it to my house, as I noticed everyone is preparing for the sending off of Colton.

I sit locking my door and notice the seal. It's from Meghan again. I open it carefully so as not to mess up with the seal too much. Sebastian easily understood that I did read the letter last time.

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Dearest Farrell,

I know you are doing everything in your capacity to get back to The Nightfall Pack again. But I have something to tell you. It's nothing serious. Just a small fact I've been keeping inside my heart to tell you for a while.

Now that you did see and conquer all the packs for yourself, and you or not even Sebastian didn't send me a letter saying either of you found mates.. I guess I can tell you all about it.

Please come back safe. I can't wait to tell you all about it.

Yours,

Meghan.

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I have no words now! So all the while, as he was hating on Colton.. he was doing more or less the same thing. Meghan was clearly talking about her feelings towards him.

And I did hear from a lot of people that they both were supposed to wed each other. Well, look at him acting like he had been patiently waiting for me for the last few years and now that he has me, he is doing everything in his capacity to not lose me.

I roll my eyes as I slightly heat the wax and seal it again. I give it to Nicholas, having no intention of forging this kind of letter. After all, this could be something I can use to not grow softer towards him.

I stare out through the window. I can't even believe that today is real. I was saying my goodbyes to my entire pack. But all of us are still alive. Not Colton. I can't wrap my head around the fact that he is actually dead. And that I won't see him forever.

A lone tear rolls down my cheek thinking of him. He was the softest I had ever met. I sat on the floor, staring at the spot under the bed as if he would come out from there and tell me that it was all a joke. He would often hide there whenever someone was coming.

I let out a sob, thinking of all the times we spent together. Today was also the first time he told me he loved me in front of the whole pack. Things were just starting to be great until Farrell had the need to ruin it.

He knew I kissed someone else. And all he had to do was ask me why I did that. But he wasn't even ready to admit the fact that I am his mate, in front of all his army men. So how am I supposed to even say it out loud and not look crazy. What if he rejects that saying I was just bluffing? There is no way one can prove the mate bond. It's not a physical thing. It is physical only to the ones experiencing it.

I open the box of Farrell's letters. I hope one single point that could give me the upper hand. That would give me a leverage to at least fight back. I cannot lose my entire pack to him. Especially not now.

Just when I was thinking of it, I see the one. The one I got at first. The one where it all started.

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It is sad that I couldn't meet you when you were here that night. But I want to let you know that I am coming to meet you soon. I can't surely say when, but I wish it would be soon. I am on my journey to conquer it all. So if I accidentally wage a war against your pack, make sure to throw me on the ground and step your foot on my neck. But not too hard, okay?

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Maybe I can try this. Throw him on the ground and step my foot on his neck. He said not too hard but maybe that's what I should be doing.

But for that, there should be a combat session. Or a friendly bout. Whatever it is, but that doesn't involve the pack. So they see it's a fair game and I won with my foot on Alpha Farrell's throat.

There is a knock on my door and I see Rowan's head pop in through the small gap that he opened through my door. I just nod at him, but he is staring at me.

"Everything is ready. And it's time," Rowan says.

I take a deep breath. This is how I should be sending Colton off to the heavens. Hell or heaven, I am not sure. But this is my chance to give him a proper goodbye.

We all walk to the yard where the cremation usually happens. The family members are the ones who light the pyre. But in Colton's case, it's on me. Partially because he got no one. And also because by now everyone knows we both have something between us. Well, had. It's still strange that I now have to use past tense when referring to him.

I look at his pale face one last time, and place a kiss on his forehead. He was a good man and he was a good warrior who helped me win many many battles against other ruthless Alphas. It's sad that he lost his life in the hands of my mate.

"I promise you, Colton," I pause as I look at him one last time,"Farrell will follow you. And it's my promise"

I scream as I finally lit the pyre and watch everything go up in flames. I blink my tears and watch the fire engulf Colton's body. And with that, he left this world entirely. Leaving me behind. With my mate. Who is about to follow him to the skies.