The forbidden mate bond

6 - You Are... Extraordinary. Who Are You?

NARRATOR’S POV

Alpha Demetrius's good soldiers from the pack were ready and awaiting Zyon's decision about letting Eliza out of the manipulative house.

Demetrius's heartbeat was unstable, as he feared something was wrong with his stepdaughter, but she had successfully convinced Zyon not to act, believing only she could win over the Alpha. That is certainly true.

She races out of the door and over to her terrified stepfather, who immediately coats her in a bear hug.

"Dad?" She sniffed when Alpha Demetrius took out her face from his black camel-wool oversized coat, cradling her face in his giant hands.

Zyon had taken advantage of Eliza's absence then and transported himself to the roof, where he could see clearly and none of the werewolves surrendering the house had noticed his surveillance over them.

"Lizzy, what did he do to you?" The Alpha worriedly asked his daughter. Zyon listened to the conversation calmly from his spot. "Where is he?" Demetrius demanded, beginning to heighten his voice, looking around through his better night-vision eyes than the rest of his men. "I heard you wanted me. So come out and face me."

The only thing keeping Zyon on his track was his promise to his mate. He had finally found her after all the years he had spent wandering the world in search of her. On that rooftop, he reminded himself that nothing was worth gambling on if it meant failing Eliza. He knew she wanted him to be different.

While he and Eliza had a conversation earlier, he had felt her distressed over her parent's marriage bond. Zyon was trembling with rage, knowing the man down there, caressing Eliza's face, wasn't as down to earth as the men following him believed he was.

"No dad." Eliza shook her head, hoping things would work out her way. "He's just looking for someone. He wants no trouble, I promise." Alpha Demetrius's chest rose, surging fear in his stepdaughter that he could flare. She immediately placed a hand there and rushed her words, hoping to reason with him, given the Alpha had no tolerance for any threat towards Eliza. "Look at me, he would've hurt me if he wanted trouble, but I've never felt better. He cured me, dad." She leans her head sideways, assuringly, and her stepfather begins to loosen. "He only needs your help to find his father. Please, dad, don't hurt him." She begged.

At her soft voice and pleasant words, Zyon could barely resist smiling at himself. He hadn't felt this comfort for a very long time, and even so, it had to be very important occasions that cheered a boy in his childhood days.

"We are not going to hurt him. We just need to capture him, no one makes you a prisoner. No one."

But Alpha's statement had awakened Zyon from the trance, where he almost believed everything would work out as Eliza had promised him in his room.

"He didn't..." Eliza immediately defended her mate. "He's just my..." she began, but stopped, leaving the 'mate' part to herself at Rowen's appearance, which suddenly distracted her.

Rowen had the Alpha's sword, he was swaggering toward them with it in his hand. She knew that the sword wasn't natural, it was the sword her stepfather had used to kill the vampire's Elder in the full moon concave war. It was given to Demetrius by a seer. They said the silver was from the core of the world, in the abode of fire for thousands of years.

"What are they doing?" Eliza's panicked eyes crawled to her father, the moment she learned what was about to go down.

"Rowen, Zaire, take her to the car." The Alpha sternly ordered. "The rest of you, get in position. Bring him to me. NOW!"

"Dad, no."

Eliza had seen what Zyon was capable of, she knew better than to trigger him. But she also knew the Alpha. So she severely feared for Zyon's safety.

She began to squirm as the boys grasped her by the arms, carrying her to the truck.

"Let go of me, Rowen." She struggles, wriggling in her best friend's hold. "We have to stop this."

"We?" Rowen scoffed. "I will not let you make another stupid decision in the same night." Rowen spat in her face and yanked her forcibly towards the black SUV.

Nothing could soothe Zyon anymore. He knew Eliza was in danger. Seeing her fighting for freedom between two men had ignited his temper more than he could possibly restrain.

"Run, Zyon," Eliza mumbled under her breath. She knew he could hear her.

But he jumped down at the speed of lightning, instead, tossing away the two boys restraining her.

The rest of the werewolves came for him, but what happened before the eyes of the Alpha and his daughter was like a reoccurrence of the earlier incident on the foggy road. But this time it was worse, it rained bones and not a hint of a drip of blood or flesh.

"What the hell?" Zaire crawled back, gasping for air as a skull landed in front of him.

Eliza was struck by fright at what Zyon could possibly be. She knew those weren't the abilities of her kind. She knew her mate was different. So the moment he came for her father, she screamed at the top of her voice, "Zyon, I said no." and he abruptly stopped by her command, with his claws at the throat of her father.

Alpha Demetrius didn't even flinch at the threat. He watched with curiosity in his predatory eyes, confirming the genetic category of the enraged young man before him. He knew exactly what the tiny red veins around Zyon's glowing eyes were. He also felt a rush in his body he couldn't control. What troubled him wasn't what Zyon was, it was merely who Zyon was.

And when he asked the question, "You are... Extraordinary. Who are you?" Zyon blinked toward Eliza, and she offered him a smile that promised it was all over, and with her assurance, his anger was subdued instantaneously. He didn't sense the hook coming for his leg.

"No, Rowen," Eliza screamed, but it was already done.