BROKEN ALPHA'S WITCH MATE

Chapter 7: A broken heart

Kai

That Friday marked the end of one week since my link up with Lynn. Each day they didn't find her I kept breaking down, going to that dark place in my mind, shutting down and pushing people away. My anger was easily provoked and most of the time Arthur had to talk sense into me whenever I crossed a line, reminding me of my humanity. Losing Lynn was like getting a taste of freedom, only to get locked in chains again. Reminded me of Moses in the bible, he got to see the Promised Land but stepped no foot in it. And it sucked so bad that I blamed myself for being so careless.

Since that night my boring life went back to what it was earlier. No sleep, no peace, nothing brought me joy. Women, music, alcohol. I even tried comedy. Re-watched that video of her dancing countless times hoping sleep was going to consume me again. But no. Nothing seemed to work. As a last option I decided to go back to my cabin in the woods, calm down my frustrated wolf and hurting human.

Arthur's scent engulfed my senses. I became super active, shaking my tail as he got closer. Perhaps he had been lucky to find a lead. The positive energy and joy all melted away when I saw the sad look on his face. Another dead end. More days of misery, feeling empty and angry at my human self for not being vigilant enough.

"Am sorry boss, we can't find her perhaps it's time we gave up"

I just snarled, looked at him once and ran off in the woods. There was that urge to cause harm and damage, the human equivalent of rage room was hunting. Besides I was so hungry, it had been a couple of days since I ate anything. Starving myself was not punishment enough. I stopped abruptly in the middle of the woods when I heard a howl. Then a mixture of different scents hit my nose from all angles, perfect scent marking with urine and scat. The real owners didn’t hesitate to show up, it was a pack of wolves, and they chose a bad day to defend their territory.

A fight would have calmed my anger down and taking the pain of a beating would have punished me enough. They circled me, four of them. It was a four on one handicap match, no rules unless the Alpha decided to take on me to show his dominance. And as though he read my mind he did exactly that. The three of them remained behind as he took charge, growling angrily, venom drooling from his sharp carnassial teeth. It was do or die for me, he was a complete animal.

He stalked me a bit, and I was unshaken. It was not every day I met my match and invoked a fight. Being beasts of violence required us to shed blood once in a while. I angrily pounced on him, our jaws locked and he struggled to knock me down on the ground yet my paws were standing firm, my claws deeply buried in the grass. We broke free and he went for my leg but I swiftly knocked him on the ground. He fell with a thud, before getting up I locked my jaw around his neck and he sent his claws deep in my ribs. We wrestled on the ground rolling down hill, taking turns to hit the ground until we arrived at flat ground.

It was clear none of us was stronger than the other. For a minute there all we did was snarl angrily at each other. Until his companions decided to join the fight and reclaim their alpha's honor. It was officially a four on one handicap and time to take the beating I much deserved. They both attacked at the same time, biting the hell out of me. The pain was getting so intense, chunks of my pelt were either missing or soaked in blood and I was soiled in the mud. The alpha took charge again perhaps to finish me off. Then I saw his colleagues run uphill. That's when I caught their scents, It was my dad and Arthur. I immediately shifted to the mind link.

"Dad what are you doing here?"

"Saving your ass son, take him out don't worry about us"

When the alpha heard the shooting he ran off and I morphed back to my human form. Lying there wounded. I wasn't healing.

"Arthur, get him some clothes" dad said walking downhill, a gun in his hands, wearing a pair of soldier boots, jeans and one of his favorite flannel shirts.

"Dad"

"You have a lot of explaining to do son. You don't pick fights with this animals, unlike you they know nothing about mercy, and they are not part human. They'll kill you to protect their territory" he said the two of them getting closer.

"I needed the thrill of a fight"

"That you were losing, and you're not healing?"

"I'll be fine dad, it's just this feeling of guilt I have"

"Let's head back to the cabin, we have a lot to talk about!"

After dressing up I followed them. Glaring at Arthur. He had set me up to my father. But perhaps I left him no choice.

Back in the cabin, I took a cold shower, my dad dressed my wounds while Arthur prepared dinner. The silence between us was a clear indication that he was angry with me. And it had everything to do with the business he had left me to run. We went to sit by the front porch over a bottle of wine, enjoying the serenity of the forest.

"How's mum?"

"She is fine? Why did you ask? Last time I checked you didn't give a rat’s ass about her"

"Well, I can't change your mind can I? She can never replace my mum"

When my biological mother died, it really tore me apart, shook the very foundations of my belief in people relationships and love, I felt betrayed. It was also the beginning of my mental misery, my life as a social misfit and it possibly led to my insomnia and psychological torture that led to anger with everyone and everything, I felt like the world had turned its back on me. And I thought my dad was never going to try and replace her in solidarity. But he did, and that kicked off our bad blood.

"Your mother is gone. Heal, move on and get yourself a wife and stop whining like a little b***h"

"Ooh there he is, my real father"

"Can we talk about you, and your uncontrollable urge to burn down the business I struggled to build?"

That's why he was there. For the whole week I had not gone to the office, the board meetings were rescheduled and dozens of investors send away or put on hold. He had every right to worry. He built the business from nothing to what it was.

"Am sorry dad but this past week have been hard for me"

"You mean because of a girl you met once and can't get over?"

"Dad, she made me sleep"

"And you think she is the cure? Have you tried another girl?"

"You won't understand, anyway, I'll go back to work next week don't worry" I said devastated.

Dad went to a long awkward silence. I stole a glance at him and concentrated back to star gazing. He was blocking me out of his mind link. We never talked about feelings with my dad. For the better part of my life he made me feel guilty of having feelings.

"You know am sorry son, I couldn't protect you from all this misery that has got you in trouble with women. But it's not too late for you. Try and change get a woman to take care of you when am gone"

I hated it when dad tried to come around and act like he cared about me. He meant good, but perhaps I was so used to his emotional unavailability.

"The wolf sprits should have given us immortality like our enemies the vampires"

"Am sure you won't want me to breath on your neck for eternity"

"I don't hate you dad. We have our differences but you're still my father, the only relative I have...."

"Your mum"

"Ooh yeah. And her too. Soon I'll get a woman"

"Not your imaginary girl I hope"

"She is real dad. Although I'll have to wait a bit longer. But if we are meant to be the wolf spirits will bring her my way again"

My dad had his sarcastic gaze fixed on me. He laughed and coughed, then he sucked a lungful of air with his wheezing voice.

"Son, you'll meet a lot of women. You are not meant to be with that girl trust me"

"He wants, her and that night I had to inject myself with the bane to keep him at bay"

"Kid" he pat me on the back lightly, "she is not his mate"

"But mates are special dad, they are for life"

He was grinning and I realized how stupid that sounded to a guy like him who had two. Weird but yeah, his mate died and he remarried and marked another and they looked so in love with each other.

"Okay, you win dad"

"When she comes you'll feel it. For now take your meds and follow doctor's instructions"

"Okay, fine"

"Dinner is ready!" Arthur announced standing by the door.

Perhaps those around me were right. Lynn was just a cure in a sweven that I woke up from and now I had to live with the reality. She was gone and never coming back, ever. That’s what I thought.