All Chapters of Alpha of Alphas - The Lycan's Impossible Mate: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Kane's POV Willow is pale and quiet. She doesn’t talk much, and she refuses to leave Adare's side. I’m seriously reconsidering my original plan to send her to the witches. I locked up my own emotions about it, because she doesn’t need to feel them right now. It will just make everything so much harder for her. Earlier, she tried to do the same, but the moment she picked Adare up and started to nurse him, her walls came crashing down. She is not strong right now, and difficult as it is, I need to stay strong for her until she leaves. She sits on the wingback chair in my private office, her legs folded in under her, quietly watching as I go about the business of setting her up for travel. “Use only cash,” I say. “I know I sound paranoid, but I’m sure they’re tracking our cards and online communication.” “They are,” she says listlessly, but smiles at Adare who is trying to get up on all fours. “He’ll probably walk by the time I’m back.” I turn away from the safe, leaving the bundles

We are going slower than I expected, and for some reason, Phillip insists on keeping his window open. I am already curled into a little ball, shivering and shaking like one of Adare’s rattles despite Kane’s thick coat to keep me warm. I don't think I can keep going like this for much longer. The night is cold for this time of the year, and all the water from the melting snow frosted over again when the sun went down, and we keep hitting icy patches that cause the cars to slip and slide across the road. “We should travel during the day,” Phillip grumbles. “What about Alhora?” I ask him. “Not my fault she’s allergic to the sun, is it?” Alhora leans forward until her head is right next to Phillip’s. “I don’t like you, wolf.” She sits back with a satisfied smile on her face. “We’re going to accomplish exactly nothing if we start fighting with each other,” I say. “Remember who our true enemy is.” “The humans,” Phillip says right away. “No, you moron,” Alhora retorts. “The Templars.”

The moment I saw Bismarck standing in the middle of the road, I slipped up and let my walls down. The shock and fear that ripped through me were too much and I couldn't hold on to my defences. Not a second later, Kane mind linked with me, asking me what was wrong. “Don’t tell him anything,” Alhora whispered. I don’t know how she knew, but vampires are somewhat mystical. We don’t know as much about them as they know about the rest of us. I nodded and quickly told Kane that I’m fine. He didn’t believe me, but he played along. Jackson is the first of us to get out of the car to confront the haggard werewolf. I have no idea how he survived the winter, but he looks dreadful. He lost a lot of weight, and he’s skeleton thin, his scraggly beard and dirty, greying hair just adding to the overall appearance of utter despair. It takes me all of a minute to get over my initial shock. Bismarck is no threat to us. “What are you doing here?” Jackson asks. “The order is to kill you on sight.” “Plea

Kane's POV “You are kidding, right?” Glenn asks. “I’m not. Willow won’t come home. She’s going to get herself killed. I have to go get her.” “You can’t leave!” my chancellor says. “You don’t even know for sure that she’s in trouble.” “No, I don’t, because she has learned how to block her emotions.” “Dammit, Kane…we have kings and Alphas and fucking problems coming out our ass. We need you here.” “I know that, Glenn,” I snap. “But what do you suggest I do? Leave her to the Russians?” “They’ll respect her rank.” “Oh come on,” I say. “You know as well as I do that they won’t. Most of them are half-feral.” “She can handle her--” “Look--” I slam my desk so hard that the glass of water topples over and floods the paperwork. Cussing, I get up and start to move wet papers out of the way. “It’s not about the Russian wolves.” I lift a soaked contract up and watch as water drips back down on my desk. Frustrated, I hurl the sodden papers across the room. “I have to go get her. Why can’t

I wake with a start, and immediately I’m pissed. Not only did Kane knock me out with that mate thing, we’re in a plane. “How the hell did you fuckers get me on a plane?” I ask.Across the aisle, and to my left, Zael snorts loudly. “Please. It wasn’t difficult. We didn’t use a commercial airport. All I had to do was mesmerise the humans.”Kane is sitting across from me, his long legs stretched out before him, arms crossed over his chest. It looks like he’s asleep, but he’s not. “You had no right,” I growl at him.“I had every right,” he says in that calm, deep tone that lets me know this conversation isn’t happening.“What about my warriors?”He doesn’t even open his eyes when he answers me. “On their way home. You really…don’t be surprised if some of them want to break the oath when they’re home.”I behaved appallingly after Phillip killed Destiny. Even worse after I killed him. If they want to break the oath, they have every right, and I’ll let them. But I don’t tell Kane. I can’t ta