The Alpha Rejected Me Again

CHAPTER 6

Zander's POV

I braced myself as he lunged into me one more time.

"When will you ever learn your lesson?" he mocked while looking down at me.

I quickly moved to the side so he missed me and his bite landed on my limb instead of my neck. I took it as a chance to sink my canines deep into his neck. I could feel blood spurting from the wound when I retracted my pointed teeth from his flesh!

He let out a loud howl before I bit him again, tearing a part of his flesh from his arm, then slammed him to the floor. His loud grunt echoed through the walls. I felt the door open but I didn't even bother to look at it. I was raging mad. I just want to end everything!

I pounced on him repeatedly. Eager to end his miserable existence.

My wolf wanted to take over, so I gladly gave him full control of our body. I watched Logan as he mercilessly attack my own father.

"Oh, my goddess! Dominic! Zander! What are you doing?!" it was my mother's horrified voice, but I barely heard her.

My sole focus is on this poor excuse of a father! She tackled me off my father's limp body but she had to do better than that to stop me.

Logan lunged back at him, wanting to cause more damage, but my mother quickly stood between us!

"No!" she cried. "Don't do this, Zander... Please," her tears fell abundantly.

"Get out of the way! He deserves to die!" It was my wolf who growled. I was just as furious as he was, but I came back to my senses when I saw the fear in her eyes.

"Son please..." she cried.

I controlled my wolf and shifted back into my human form while still heaving in anger. I balled my fists, trying to control my raging emotion.

"Why would you beg for his life?" I asked, my voice dripping with bitterness.

"Why?!" I yelled. She flinched but she didn't say anything. She just kept on crying.

I wasn't the only one who suffered at his hands. She knew very well what this monster could do. The sooner we end him, the better!

"He's still your father, my son," she sobbed.

"Father?! He never treated me as one!" I growled.

"Please... I don't want you to become a murderer," she kneeled in front of me.

She's just making me more furious! I couldn't stand to look at them. They are my parents. They should be the ones to raise me. But my father abused me for as long as I can remember, while my mother stood on the sidelines crying. She never did anything to save me. Not even when I was still a kid. All she ever did was cry in a corner.

And now she had the guts to kneel in front of me just to save this pathetic excuse of a father?!

Why didn't she do that whenever I was beaten by her mate?! Why didn't she plead for me?

"Stand up!" I roared. My tears brimming behind my lids as I looked down at her.

"He has his reasons, son. Please..." she begged.

"There would be no reasonable excuse for how he treated us!" I spat angrily, but she didn't say anything anymore. She just cried her heart out. Her sobs break my heart even more. Is it really everything that she could do? She can't even stand for herself. Damn it!

I stormed out of his office, leaving both of them behind, not minding my nakedness.

I ran into a group of pack healers on my way out. They gasped almost in unison when they saw me.

My mother must have mind linked them to come and save her mate. I clenched my jaw. My chest heaved up and down in so much fury. Nobody dared stop me as I walked out of our territory.

I quickly jumped and ran into the woods, once again shifting into my beast. I let him run until our legs felt numb. I stopped in front of a huge waterfall.

"Aargh!" I screamed so loudly that all the nearby animals dashed out of there.

I am still enraged. I wanted to beat the s**t out of someone. Without thinking, I dove deep down into the water, hoping that the icy water could cool down my raging nerves. My strokes were fast and fluid. I went back and forth several times until I got tired of it.

I heaved a loud gasp when my head went out of the water. I was catching my breath but I felt how I calmed down a little. I closed my eyes and let my body float in the water. I couldn't get my head out of what happened.

I just attacked the Alpha. My own father. I almost killed him.

It can be considered treason. I wouldn't be surprised if he would send me to the dungeons right after he recovers. I gritted my teeth. I wouldn't have these problems if my mother hadn't interfered! He should be six feet down under by now! Why does she even have to do that?

Didn't she know that when he saved him earlier, it was like she had already sentenced my death? For the Alpha will surely kill me once he recovers! Damn it!

She said she didn't want me to become a murderer. But I highly doubt it. Killing that monster wouldn't be counted as a crime, would it?

"Don't feel guilty," Logan said through our link.

I sighed as I ignored him. I opened my eyes and gazed at the clouds above. The sky looked so peaceful, the complete opposite of how I feel right now. I wanted to regret what I did but I couldn't. I've been longing to do that for a long time now. But seeing my mother in tears made me feel guilty.

I stayed there until it turned dark. Then I shifted back to my wolf form before running back to our pack territory.

Surprisingly, the guards still weren't after my neck when I got back to the packhouse. This means the Alpha is still in bad shape. I couldn't believe how much damage I had done to him. Is it wrong to wish for his death?

All the warriors' heads turned to me when I stepped into the hallway that leads to my sleeping quarter. I glared at them and they immediately looked away.

Yes. I sleep with the warriors.

I am still lucky enough to have my own sleeping quarter apart from theirs, but not so lucky enough to be given my own bathroom. I got some clothes and went outside. I stood in the cold shower, letting the water wash away the remaining traces of blood on my still-bleeding wounds. Most of them are already healed except for the deeper ones. Scabs are already forming over the others. They should be as good as new tomorrow.

I stood there for a while before going back to my quarter. I got startled when I saw mother right after I pushed the door open.

"Zander," she solemnly uttered my name.

She still can't get over what happened. She's not alone though. I also can't imagine where I got the courage to do that. All my life, I was used to getting orders from my father. I was used to being his puppet. I guess I have already reached my limit.

"What the hell did you do?" she asked. She sounded hurt.

I bit my tongue to stop myself from saying anything. I had already hurt my father but I couldn't afford to hurt her too. Despite all her shortcomings, I couldn't bring myself to despise her like how I feel for her mate.

"Why did you challenge your father like that?" she gently asked between her sobs.

"He's not my father. He said so himself," I told her, remembering the words he used to rub into my face all the time.

"Don't say that!" she almost growled at me. "He is your father!"

"Then why is he doing this to me?" I weakly asked while avoiding her gaze.

I don't want to see the pain in her eyes, but I'm so tired of having this same argument over time. I sighed before sitting on my bed. I suddenly felt exhausted.

"I'm so sorry son. This is all my fault," she cried.

"Stop it, mom," I told her through gritted teeth. "Stop blaming yourself for his actions. He was the one who chose to do those horrible things," I spat bitterly.

Scenes of how he abused me when I was young played inside my head like a movie. I can't even remember how it all started. My first memories with him were already horrible. I don't have any pleasant memories of him. I think I don't have pleasant memories at all except for the ones where my mother will tend to my injuries after the Alpha is done with me. Then she would cradle me in her arms, crying.

"No Zander, you don't understand..." she sniffed. "This is all my fault. If only I was strong enough, then all of this wouldn't happen. You won't have to suffer," she cupped my cheek with her palm. Her warmth soothes the pain inside my heart...

But she's right. There were times that I wished she could be stronger when I was young. Strong enough to stand up for both of us. Strong enough to defend me, her only son.

"Don't challenge him like that again! Did you know that your canine missed his main artery by just a hair's breadth?! You could have killed him!" she growled.

" And that would have been better!" I scoffed. Rage is starting to boil inside of me again! Why did he have to survive?!

"What?!" she snapped. I'd never seen her this angry before. Not even with the Alpha!

She started hitting me on the chest. I clenched my jaw and let her do what she wanted until her punches became weak.

"Why would you wish for your father's death? Do you know what would happen to me if that transpired?!" tears sprang abundantly from her eyes. I clenched my jaw to stop myself from saying words that would probably hurt her even more. I'm sure that we would be happier without him. But I don't think we share the same sentiments.

Fuck that mate bond!

Is that what it ever does? Make you weak? Make you forget what is right and wrong?

"Please don't do that again son... For me..." she whispered while cupping my face. "And for you as well... Your father punished you enough. I don't think I can take it if he sends you into the dungeon. Zander, that would be the death of me..." she sobbed.

Then you shouldn't have stopped me from killing him! I wanted to shout at her but mustered all the strength to stop myself.

"Please. Please don't do that again..." she pleaded between tears. I wanted to cover my ears just so I wouldn't hear her begging for that monster!

Has she ever done this to her mate? Has she ever begged him to stop hurting me?

I sighed before nodding. There's no use in arguing with her. I must accept that, just like my father, she is also a lost cause.

She smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry," her voice broke. "I'm sorry that you have to go through all this. It's all my fault."

"I was abused," she said in a very low voice, but it sounded like an explosion to my ears.

"What?!" I don't understand. What does she mean by that? Did the Alpha rape her?! But they were mates!

"Your father... He was the best mate that I could ever ask for," her lips quivered as tears fell abundantly down her cheeks.

What?! I just couldn't believe what she just said. Has she gone delusional?

"We were happy," she croaked. "But... There was a rogue attack that happened one night. He wasn't at the packhouse. All the Alphas were called to the kingdom for an emergency meeting about the attacks. They didn't have any idea that there would be an attack at that time."

"I was... I was raped before he came," she cried between her sobs.

My body froze. I didn't know how to react. She was raped.

So he was right all along. I'm not his son. But that doesn't explain our resemblance...

"He was devastated. He almost went crazy with the thought that he wasn't able to save me. He changed after that..." she sniffed and wiped her tears before she continued.

"Then we found out that I was pregnant after a month. The pack doctor said that he was the father since you were already six weeks old at that time... But he didn't believe a word she said."

My jaw clenched. I wasn't there but I can vividly see the images that she was painting inside my head. Logan, my wolf, is also howling in agony. He just proved that he's nothing but a piece of trash!

"Stop crying," I held her and gently wiped her tears from her eyes.

She doesn't deserve any of this. She's the most wonderful woman that I have ever known. She is loving and selfless. I couldn't believe how he could do this to her. To us.

"Please promise me you won't do that again?" she sniffed again.

"Promise..." I uttered in defeat.

"Good," she weakly smiled. "Now go back to sleep, you have to rest."

I laid down but my gaze never left hers. I couldn't believe how she put up with that monster for all those years. How could he be so stupid? Can't he see how we look like each other? Even our wolves are almost identical, dammit!

But some things still don't add up. How could there be a rogue attack when the kingdom was at peace for such a long time? Ever since King Lucius was crowned, he started working on a treaty that would benefit everyone.

Delinquent rogues were shunned and some escaped before a barrier between the human world was created.

Maybe he's just making up those excuses. Deep inside, he was just the monster that he is. There is no excuse for the horrible things that he did.

My thoughts flew when she started stroking my hair in the gentlest manner, just like how she did when I was still a pup. It only took a while before exhaustion took over my senses and I finally drifted off to sleep. Only then did I get the peace that I wanted...