ITHRA“Tell me, what is it like back at your coven? Was it that bad, you had to run away?” Zadok asked while I ate silently. “I didn't run away.” I gritted, “If you're going to intrude on my personal life at least get your facts straight.”I don't know why the thought of him knowing how I was treated made me furious. Everything about the man in front of me infuriated me and the baffling thing about it was that he knew. He knew but didn't give a damn about how I felt. “Watch your tone.” He cautioned with a hard voice, “As much as I have everything I need to know about you at the tip of my fingertips, nothing beats hearing from the culprit, don't you think?” He says, slicing through his meat. I hated that I was so hungry. If not, I would have gotten up from this table and headed back to my room. Cough, prison. Since I couldn't leave, I decided it was best to make this breakfast as unbearable to him as it was for me.“Tell me,” I began, “Do you prefer cooked meat as opposed to raw
ITHRA“For someone who is at the mercy of the alpha, you speak out of turn too often.” Azriel said as we trudged the hallways. So he could speak? Maybe I needed to do things like this with Zadok more often, anything to get his moody beta to speak more often than growl. Unable to hold my tongue, I fired back, “For someone who doesn't like me, you are speaking to me a lot more than usual.”“And why would you say I don't like you?” He spoke like it was the most bizarre thing he's heard in a while.“You didn't deny it.” I pointed out,He gave me a look I couldn't quite understand, “You are still alive and you are not in chains.”“Yeah, but no thanks to you.” I said, and he rolled his eyes, knowing there was no winning with me.When he didn't say anything, I continued. “Are you always like this or is this just me?”“It's just you.” I didn't know what I was expecting but it wasn't that. And it did sound offensive. “Care to explain what I did to warrant you treating me like dirt? Not tha
ITHRAApparently, my identity as a witch didn't phase Althea, because in the next few minutes, she talked my ears off till I nearly regretted talking to her in the first place.“When I didn't get my wolf six years ago, the pack changed towards me and I think with time, they just decided to ignore my existence.”Althea was telling me how she became the lowest ranking wolf in the bloodMoon pack. And of course, it was giving me more ammunition and reasons why this pack was the worst. “You mean to tell me that you were reduced to the position of an omega just because you don't have a werewolf?” I asked, the ridiculousness of it all eating at me.Althea wiped a plate clean and dropped it by the side. “I can't really blame them because there's only so little I can do without my wolf. Despite having accelerated healing and claws, I can't compete with a fully transformed wolf.”I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her words, “It's not your fault that your beast refused to show up at the time
ZADOK“Are you just going to stand there and watch all day?” Azriel said a few meters away from me. We were on training grounds. The air reeked with sweat, determination and blood. Just the way I liked it. “You are doing a good job,” I commented, examining the wolves as they sparred. “However, there is room for improvement. I taught you better than this.” “This is just the first round, Alpha. I promise it gets rough with time.” Azriel said, now standing beside me. “All I hear is excuses.” I tutted, “take a look at the female wolf's end. Athaliah is doing a better job. Perhaps I should watch them instead?” Athaliah was the strongest female wolf in the bloodMoon pack, she was capable of training other females. Ths was as a result of the alpha blood that flowed through her veins, and the impressive skills she's built over the years.I hear excited screams from the other end where the females trained and I realize they were all listening in on our conversation. I turned to Azriel wi
ZADOKThe lot was drawn and the fight began! This time around, Azriel was calm and calculated, successfully hiding his next moves, and catching me unaware more often than not. “I see you know what you are doing,” I complimented after getting into a draw with him. One would think that with how weak he was, he'll be a bit easier to finish off, but Azriel always put that fact to shame. Despite being badly wounded by yours truly, he was still brimming with strength as though we just started. A worthy opponent indeed. “I told you, Alpha. There's a first time for everything.” He started, spitting out blood. Again, I went at him, determined to force him to submission. We closed in a headlock and I rammed my fist ceaselessly into his stomach while he did the same. By now, the entire training ground was engulfed in silence, everyone watching with rapt attention to see who would give up. With a spin kick, and uppercut, Azriel fell to his knees, barely able to stand. “You should know yo
ZADOKPick her up! Pick her up! My mind yelled at me, and like a possessed person, I walked towards Ithra with that goal in mind. Probably scared by what happened, she leans into her person but I wasn't deterred. I picked her up like a pack of cards and immediately made my way out, leaving behind a pack of bowed wolves in my wake. As I stepped through the people, carrying her bridal style, my eyes caught an unconscious wolf by the corner with a knife to the chest. My blood boiled, knowing exactly who had perpetuated that act. My eyes connected with Ithra's and my hold around her tightened. With clenched jaws, I walked past the body, sending a note to Azriel to take the impaled wolf to the pack doctor while I led Ithra to the prison till I knew exactly what to do with her. We got to the prison and I dumped her on the floor. “Lock her up. No food or water until I say otherwise.” I ordered one of the guards who immediately dragged her away with a snarl. I watched Ithra struggle to
ITHRAI couldn't forget the look in his eyes when he dropped me off. Disappointment, frustration and something I couldn't quite lay my hands on. For the past three days, I've been here. Locked up in the dark and starved of food or water. For some reason, despite being badly wounded and empty, I was still alive and breathing through it all. Did I regret what I did? Not the littlest bit. If Zadok was anything like Sollel described him to be, he would agree with me too. I doubt he was anything like the poor girl described, seeing I was still here, serving punishment for something that was not my fault. “I can hear your brain wheels turning, what on god's name are you thinking, witch?” I heard the voice of my prison mate and nearly let out a sigh. As if getting locked up and starved wasn't enough, I ended up with a talkative wolf roommate. “I wonder why you are not dead yet.” he continued, “Has Alpha Zadok gone slack on his life's goal to eradicate every witch on earth or is he ta
ZADOK“I’ll give you another chance to tell me who you are, Ithra.” I said into her ears, enjoying the look of horror in her eyes.“Not that I do not know, but I'd like to hear you say it…” I spun the witch band in my pinkie finger. “Who are you and what is your real motive for entering my territory?” Ithra gulped and it was the most attractive thing I've ever seen in my life. Focus, Zadok. Focus. I shook my head, trying to get the odd thoughts away. Ithra remained silent, an act that didn't go down well with me. I thought that by now, she would have learned her lesson about crossing me.“You must feel very confident.” She croaked, surprising me.Her voice wasn't the sweet and sultry one I'd come to know her for. It sounded parched, broken and overused. Why did she sound like that? “Unlocking that band has got to be the stupidest thing you've done since the beginning of your existence, Zadok” She said, eyeing me warily. I saw through her act. Behind the tough girl persona, was