Chapter 6

I close my eyes and think about Elara. Her perfect face plays in my head. 

It's like seeing a blurry vision, yet sure it's where she is. I follow the dusty road until we reach the highway and back to a gravel road. Within two hours, I get the pack where the little Princess is.

Without waiting for security to let me in the pack, I go straight to the alpha's mansion. 

They are chasing my car and trying to stop me. When I stopped in front of a mansion, I hit one wolf with my vehicle. He shouldn't have stood before me. 

I get out, growling menacingly at the guard wolves. My aura makes them whimper. Wolves are powerful creatures, but dragons are more powerful and intimidating, and our aura oppresses them. 

I walk inside and down to the backyard. The Princess' scent is more intense and more enticing to my wolf. Has she always smelt like this? I wonder. I stop when I see an alpha man glaring at the pool. He's too engrossed to notice me. I glimpse what he's watching. It's her, the Little Princess. She's struggling to keep afloat, and he's enjoying watching her suffer. I feel rage take over me and lung to attack him immediately. He saw me a second too late. I tackled him to the ground and crawled at his face. 

'Elara! Save her!' my wolf shouts. I let go of the fucker, and dive into the pool. I carry the Princess out and give her CPS. After chest compressions, she coughs out the water. Her eyes open but soon close again in tiredness.

I stand up and glare at the alpha covered in blood. I did a number on him. His wolves instantly surround me. 

"Who the fuck are you, and what are you doing in my pack?" The fucking alpha asks, his hand still on his bleeding eye. 

"I'll kill you for this," I growl. He backs away, and with a wave of his hand, his men jump on me, but I fight them off quickly. 

In two minutes, they are lying in the blood with injuries, others dead. 

The alpha is backing away in fear now. "W—who are you?" His confidence is gone. I wrap my hand around his neck and carry him from the ground. 

"Do you fucking know who she is?" I ask in a deadly tone. 

"S- she's my mate. We had a misunderstanding. She came here and fell in the pool," he is struggling to speak because I'm gripping his throat tightly. His eyes are scared. What kind of alpha is this weak, and what is this fucking pack?

"You're lying," I grit. 

I can tell he is by the slight tremble in his tone, and I saw how he watched her with gratification as she suffered. The little Princess coughed, and I threw the puny alpha against the tree. He bolts into the forest, fucking dickhead. I'll find him.

I return to the Princess and notice she's slowly regaining her strength. When her eyes are fully open to look at me, she gasps. 

"You?" 

Elara

"Me," he said in a deep sultry voice. I stared in the eyes of the most beautiful man I've ever seen. Zuriel Crawford.

What is he doing here? I want to ask, but no words escape my lips. 

Zuriel Crawford is a powerful and intimidating guy. He is cold and dangerous, but every time I see him, my heart beats faster, and my wolf, Ara, purrs.

His bewitching, sad emerald eyes are staring deep into mine. 

'His eyes are always sad,' Ara whimpers. For as long as I've known him, which is my entire life, his eyes have been sad, and he has never smiled. A sense of doom shrouded him; it makes me wretched for him. 

After a moment, Zuriel holds his hand towards me. I take it, but he soon lets it go as though I burnt him, making me fall back to the floor.

I lie on the floor, feeling defeated. I can feel his burning stare but refuse to look at him. 

I had a crush on Zuriel since I was a young girl, but to him, I was only a tick who wouldn't leave him alone even though he ignored me. I followed him around like a desperate fan, and he was rude the few times he spoke to me. 

As years passed, I realized I was in love with him. When I told him, he was brusque and said he could never want a silly girl like me. I was hurt so badly that I forced myself to stop loving him. 

"Get up. Your parents are worried about you," his deep voice is harsh. I frown, thinking of my parents. 

"Did they send you here?" I ask, but he doesn't answer. I get up from the ground. I stumble; my knees are still weak, but he catches me before I fall. His eyes look over to the mansion.

"What happened?" 

I am hesitant to tell him, but I do.

"The alpha of the pack is mate," I say quietly. His fierce gaze on me makes my skin burn despite the cold I feel. He is waiting for me to continue. 

"He rejected me, not officially, because he wants to torture me. According to him, my family hurt his, it's vindication," 

I feel ashamed and can't hold his gaze anymore. I cast my gaze away, staring at the pool of water. I hear him sigh, and something warm is placed on my shoulder—a towel. I glance at him, my heart erratic and my wolf anxious. 

"Do you want me to kill him?" he asks.