Chapter 4

          

For a very long time, we walked, and the darkness just became darker. Unexpectedly, these wolves appeared as though they had not even endured a particularly taxing voyage. We never stopped to rest. 

Hera made an effort to follow them. She was losing strength and had scratches on her paws from stepping on thorns while attempting to catch up with them. She howled in agony when she walked into another thorn. 

"Move, mutt!" With a roar, the same white she-wolf turned to face us and said, "Move!" 

Cora complained about her scolding. She was struggling and was standing next to us. 

If you don't quiet that puppy, I'll give her something to complain about. Cora yelled as a result of her barking at us. 

I sensed that we were getting close to the pack house as we proceeded on our trek and soon arrived at a field with neatly groomed grass. As we entered the field and moved through it, I soon came into view of a sizable castle-like house. The house grew larger as we drew nearer, and I could make out a few other homes nearby, but they were modest in comparison to the one that struck my eye. 

As we moved forward, the large home came into view. 

"Stop!" The white she-wolf gave the order and turned to face us, at which point the other wolves nodded at her, and she did the same. Before running off in the opposite direction, she sent me a pretty scathing gaze. 

We were left with two other she-wolf and a few of the wolves who had also left. When they led us down a path that led us behind the building and then down a small passageway, I knew right away that they were taking us to the cells. 

What do you suppose they'll do with us? As we went in their direction, I questioned Hera, "Do you think he's going to reject us?" 

As for our mate, I don't know what he's going to do but when I rubbed against him, I sensed acceptance before resentment. I don't know if he going to reject us Bella , I am so pained and broken because when I sensed him, I thought we would be free and finally happy only to see that he hates us. I don't know what they will do with us but I do know that I can't stand anymore torture, She 

Hera had said everything she was feeling in one breath, and I was experiencing the same pain as she was, so I couldn't offer her any consolation.  The two wolves ordered us to shift after leading us into a room where they had already changed and put on clothing. 

When we moved, our sacks were thrown at us. Amara was on the point of tears, so I quickly dressed her and gave her a fuzzy to settle her down before putting on some clothes. 

After that, they escorted us to our cell while passing by a number of cells containing rogues and maybe Alpha-crossers. They all had a worn-out, shady appearance. I saw that although there was some space between the cells in the same row, you could still see who was in the next cells. 

The cell bars were slammed shut and locked as Amara and I were led to the last cell in the row and shoved inside. The two female warriors left us as I saw them do so. 

After placing Amara on the tiny bed in the jail, I instantly fell to the ground from weakness. I desperately wanted to cry, but I was too exhausted to do so. The painful journey we had to take to get here just made things worse; the wounds on my body still hurt and were oozing blood. 

Hera, I attempted to communicate with my wolf, can you help us? 

No, I am very weak after everything, I will need a lot of time, she complained. 

I disconnected the link after giving her a mental nod. When I turned to face the bed, I noticed Amara dozing off with fluffy still in her hand. alpha-king's

          

                

"I can't fit this Laya into my schedule!" She started to move in my path, and I told her, "Get out of my way right now!" 

The question "Is she your mate?" She gave me a look. 

"What she is to me is of no concern to you," Move out of my fucking way, I yelled at her while speaking in my Alpha voice. 

She wasted little time in following my instructions because she was aware that she would not be protected from my anger. 

I kept moving on while cursing in the hopes that no one would stop me because I was becoming really angry by the minor detours. 

I entered her apartments without delay after arriving there without any delays. 

Mom, what the hell? I gasped, covering my eyes to avoid what I had just witnessed. Not every kid would be thrilled to witness his mother having sex. 

"Jamine." You could have mind-linked me, she said in a panic. "Get out," she commanded as I awkwardly stood there with my arms covering my face and heard rustling. "You can open your eyes now son," she cried at the male warrior she was with, and I could hear frantic footfalls.

When I heard her speak, I immediately opened my eyes and asked, "Really, mom?" "Aren't you like 60 and you are still having sex," I snorted. I chuckled as I said.  

She scowled, "Leave me to be a child." Now it was her time to snort, saying, "A lady's gotta do what a lady's gotta do." You seem tense, my darling. What's wrong? she asked. 

After moving closer to the bed, I decided against sitting down there after learning what had just occurred and instead leaned against the wall. "What did you say was wrong?" she asked as she sat on the bed and giggled at my antics. 

"I met my soul mate." Sighing, I remarked, "She's an omega, a rogue, and a silver wolf." 

"A wolf in silver?" 

"Yes, mom," I told her, "And I don't know what to do." 

What do you mean you're stuck for ideas? "You have found what you have been looking for and you suddenly don't know what to do," she questioned me with raised eyebrows. 

Omegas are feeble as fuck, and silver wolves are viewed as abominations! I'm going to reject her because rogues shouldn't be trusted because they are filth. Spyro was displeased with what I said, and I could feel it. 

Do not even begin! I cautioned him. 

Jamine Marcus: "You won't do that!" "I your mother forbids you from rejecting a poor girl!" my mother roared. 

"Mom, you can't tell me what to do; I'm the King," he said. 

"And I'm your pup's mother," 

"Mum…" 

"Be quiet and pay attention to me!" "You need to think this through and be extremely careful with your decisions," she added, and I complied. You must defend her as your mate and not avoid her like the other wolves do. 

But mom... 

Tell me about her, please. She asked, "Tell me what she is like." She repeated herself to make sure I understood. 

She is attractive. She had lovely green eyes, an innocent face, pale blonde hair, and it appeared as though she was carrying the weight of the world, I remarked. Then I added, "And she smelled of honey and rose petals." 

She has a nice yet damaged voice. My mum stood up and approached me, 

The question, "Where is she?" 

"Somewhere…" I muttered. I didn't want her to find out that I had given the order for my partner to be locked up. 

Inside this pack? 

"No mom." I lied. 

"I can't make you do something you don't want to, kid." However, I would advise you to take things slowly and consider your options before you come to a decision, she said as she put her hands on my face. 

"I will be a mother." She grinned as I stated this to her. 

"I know you're exhausted from being on patrol all night; now go relax." I'll prepare a beautiful breakfast for you, love, she added. 

I adore you. After giving her a forehead kiss, I left her chambers to make room for my. 

            After getting out of the shower, I had a gorgeous brunch waiting for me. I approached it while smelling the amazing perfume; there was a note scribbled on the tray. 

I love you, mum. "Enjoy your breakfast, dear, and please keep in mind what we discussed." 

I grinned at the message and seated myself at the table without noticing that my towel was still around my waist. I gave my complete attention to enjoying my breakfast, temporarily forgetting that Spyro was upset with me and that I had a friend I didn't want.