Alpha’s Black Furred Slave Mate
Chapter 92

None of us were really sure what the plan was for when we got to North-Valley. we only knew that Kamala was persistent in getting us to go there. She mentioned something about having a dream when she was technically dead. She met the moon goddess, Nyx, who

told her that she had a destiny much bigger than what she thought initially.

I wanted to believe her, but at the same time, I worried that she wasn't going to be able to get into the castle. It was weird basing all of this off on a dream. But she's my best friend and I trusted her. I wasn't sure what to expect once we got there. I was nervous that something terrible had happened to Marlon. I haven't spoken to him in a while, and he wasn't answering his link. I feared the worst.

The King was on his way to the manor after Petra completely destroyed the place and got rid of most of the help and the guards. Everything was turning into such a mess, and I couldn't help but feel responsible for everything that happened.

If only I had kept my mouth shut from the very beginning and just did what I was told. Why did I have to be so disobedient all the time? Why did I have to go messing with stuff and turning Marlon's life upside down? I just wanted everything to go back to normal; then again, what is normal?

If things went back to normal, then the slave farm would still be filled with slaves and operational. Mateo wouldn't exist and I probably wouldn't have my best friend back. Nothing would be the same and I was grateful for everything that I had. But at what cost. This could potentially cost Marlon's life and that wasn't something I was willing to do. I denied him for a long time, even though my wolf was insistent that he was my mate. I tried to hide my feelings from everybody, including him and myself. But I couldn't do it any longer. I love him and I wanted him to be okay.

I worried that he wasn't okay.

My wolf was worried that he wasn't okay.

However, I knew he was still alive because I could feel him. Just like I could feel Kamala. I knew e wasn't actually dead. But I also knew that Marlon was in grave danger and I feared if we didn't get to him on time, it would be too late.

By the time we got to North-Valley, the kingdom looked almost vacant It hadn't always been vacant; this kingdom was known to be one of the most active and lively kingdoms there was. The duke ran this kingdom well, despite the fact that he wanted more power than he could handle. He was a greedy man, who he probably got from his father. He was a nasty man that wanted everything that Marlon had, even if it meant killing in the process.

I didn't know him, nor had I really met him until he took me and Mateo to the king's castle for imprisonment. But I got a weird vibe from him; like I somehow knew him but at the same time I didn't know him. He didn't look familiar to me, but my wolf almost recognized him.

She felt nervous around him like she was anticipating the worst already, but I didn't understand where that feeling was coming from. Even now that he's gone, I still don't understand where that feeling was coming from.

Standing in the middle of North-Valley, I felt a sense of familiarity. Like I've been here before even though this was the first time, I've actually stepped foot in this kingdom. There was something so familiar and almost comforting about this kingdom. I stopped in the center of town and gathered my surroundings. It had rustic brick buildings that looked nearly rundown; the windows were tinted dark and wooden planks were covering some of the broken windows. The ground was made of white cobblestone that circled the streets and towards the homes. The homes surrounded the big castle that sat in the off-grid of the kingdom. The castle overlooked the rest of the town. From the center of the town, I could see the tall silver gates that surrounded the castle. "Home..." my wolf whispered from deep within my soul as we stared up at the castle.

I shook my head, unsure of what my wolf was talking about. What did she mean by "home". That wasn't making any sense. I had never been here before; I'd only heard about this kingdom briefly from newspapers back when I lived with the commoners. There was no way my wolf could mistake this home place.

This wasn't my home.

My home was back in the village where I grew up. I was also beginning to think of the manor in Mooncrest to be partly my home. At least I would if Marlon was still there. But something tells me that he might not be residing in that manor for much longer.

If Petra really did destroy the place, then the king would never allow Marlon to keep his estate. He would lose everything his family has worked for. This was all part of Alex's plan to gain his father's powers and take over. He was busy making himself look like a saint in front of the king while we rescued Marlon from the castle, he's been imprisoned in with some of his guards.

Alex's mess was something we would have to clean up later. But for right now, we needed to get Marlon out of the castle.

I just hoped we weren't too late.

Kamala seems so sure that she'll be able to break the shield that was placed around the castle. I'm just not sure how; I don't think she's sure how either.

"Are you ready?" Kamala asked, peering over at me.

I was still staring up at the castle, unsure of what our next move was going to be, but it was no use standing there and thinking too hard about it. We needed to take action.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I told her, trying to keep my voice as even as possible.

Bob stood beside me; he had come with us to rescue his father, knowing there wasn't much he'd be able to do at the manor. What's done was done and if Bob stayed around, surely the king would have him locked up in his father's place. It was better that he came with us. "Let's get my father out of there and return home to deal with Alex and the king," Bob agreed.

I took in a steady breath and stared over at the people that have become my friends and family. I never thought I would consider Bob to be my family, but he has proved to me that he would do whatever it took to protect Mateo and me. Even if it was for Marlon's sake; and even if it was to become the sole heir of the estate. He still hasn't let me down.

"Let's go," I agreed with them as I stepped forward.

Together we walked to the castle.