Arranged To The Alpha
Chapter 52

Blake:

The two of us walked down from the bedroom to find mum and dad sitting with Jaiden over a cup of tea. Jordan put her hand on my shoulder, squeezing it gently, silently letting me know that she was the one who called them here, and looking at Crystal who was on my beauty’s shoulder, I smiled at the fact that she was standing strong.

“I take it that you have accepted to finally start talking as an adult?” Jaiden asked, not bothering to turn to look at Natalia as she took a deep breath before walking toward the loveseat that faced him. She didn’t even open her mouth to say a word, and simply staring at him, she waited for him to continue. Mum and dad looked at me, silently asking what was going on, but I shook my head, wanting them to disregard the subject for now.

It amazed me how much closer we got to one another after Natalia and I grew closer. The man that I was after losing Myla was now almost nonexistent. At least, not in terms of being as cruel, hell, I don’t even think that I was this calm with Myla to begin with.

“What are you doing here? What do you want from my family? And why have you been hiding things from me the way that you have?” Natalia asked, her tone confident and her questions direct, completely void of any emotion. I knew that she was initially blocking in what she was feeling, and I knew that her reaction was only very calm because the two of us now knew that we both had a lot to lose, but at the same time, we were going to fight till the end of it. I was sick and tired of people thinking that they could easily fool us, and I knew that she was too.

“I came here to ensure that you didn’t make the same mistake that I did years ago. Believe it or not, the last thing I do care about is the ‘family’ that you formed for yourself. I am going to be honest with you, I am surprised that the two of you can consider yourself a family with the number of differences that you have, and the amount of dangers that the two of you can oppose, but that does not concern me. As for why I was hiding things from you, it was either I hide them and keep you safe, or expose who you are and have you dying the second you were born, and the worst part would be, your siblings would also be dying simply because you were exposed for who you are” Jaiden said, looking at Natalia who looked down at her lap. He shook his head at her, and pinching the bridge of his nose, he focused himself on staying calm “right now, the most important thing to actually do is to ensure that Drake does not get the games to start, but should we be living the risk of him starting them, then we need to ensure that he does not…”

“Wait, what?” Mum asked, frowning in confusion as she stopped Jaiden who took a deep breath. She was yet to know of what my twin was plotting, and I knew that the last thing that she, dad, or my sister expected was for my twin, their son, and our brother to be betraying us this way. But the man not only started a game to kill me and most probably every other person who participated in it, he also hexed our pack and was destroying us from the inside.

“Mum, Drake has been playing so many games on us, but this one has been one of the worst that he’s done so far…” I said, looking at mum who frowned. I was slow in speaking, and very careful in choosing my words; however, I knew that there was no getting out of this now. Her and dad often regretted giving me the Alpha’s position, but I was aware that they knew that it was for the best.

The pack would have fallen rock bottom if Drake was Alpha, and that would have started the second his witch girlfriend took over. It was what was happening anyway, and he wasn’t even the pack’s Alpha.

“Drake wouldn’t be associating with the witches” mum said, trying to defend her son. I stayed quiet, and looking down at my lap, I knew that she was having a hard time accepting it. It killed me too, but it was something that we had to accept if we were going to fight him back “Blake, please tell me that it is not like that, maybe it is something that we are not understanding. Maybe something happened, or maybe…”

“Mum, would I be making something like this up?” I asked, stopping her “the man is my twin brother, and it kills me to know that we are entering this against him. But you need to understand that he has both my and Nat’s name in the games, and believe me, reading history, these were games of death”

“Why is he doing this?” She asked, shaking her head as she wiped her tears. Dad wrapped his arm around her, trying to calm her down as he himself felt the pain that she was feeling. I wished that I had the answer to that, but knowing that I didn’t, I stayed quiet.

“Even if he does not want to do this, Rosalyn” Jaiden said, taking charge of the answer “the witches are taking advantage of him. I don’t know what deal he made with them or why they saw him as the weak side that they could easily fool, but they are taking advantage of a love for power. That love for power is what would bury him to the ground as the witches would only use him for their advantage before they have gotten rid of him, and that is not something that he understands, sees, or wants to even accept”

“But if that is the case, how are we going to stop this? Judging by what you’re telling me, we would end up losing both our sons. One for a greed of power, and the other because of his brother’s greed. F***s sake, both men are brothers, they shared the same womb” dad said, shaking his head at Jaiden who looked down at his lap. Jordan sat on the coffee table, her legs no longer supporting her as she tried processing what she heard. My sister was very young when our family started breaking apart, and as much as I wanted to prevent her from feeling the damage that was carried with it, I knew that I couldn’t. It was something that was beyond my control.

“We have a few options, but I don’t think that you would like them, especially since they would all lead to one result” Jaiden said, making me frown in confusion “I know that as parents, the hardest thing you’ll have to do is…”

“We are not going to be killing our son” dad said, stopping the man who shook his head at him.

“Would you suffer the consequence of your other son dying? Because believe me, a man that is willing to pay money to arrange a massacre like this one is a man who would be more than willing to kill him on sight, and if not him, the number of witches that he has backing him up. The man has hexed your pack, your family, and your home, and here you are, defending him” Jaiden said, glaring at him. His eyes met dad’s, and dad shook his head as he took a step back to run his fingers through his hair.

“What if we just kill the witches? Is that not an option…?”

“It is, but what guarantee do we have that Drake wouldn’t try a different method to kill one of us?” I asked, stopping him “I understand that you HATE the fact that I am Alpha, and I know…”

“I do not hate the fact that you are Alpha, Blake” dad said, stopping me. I raised an eyebrow at me, and shook my head as I knew the main reason behind his anger. It was something that they often told me to begin with, and it was something that I knew that they fought because of, after I became Alpha and Drake chose to leave. He took a deep breath, and looking at Jaiden, I waited for what he had to say, not wanting to hear any of the bullshit that they were going to choose to want to say this time. I understood this time that they really didn’t care about me, and had it been up to them, they would want me to enter these stupid games; however, this time, I was not going to let my emotions to take control of my actions. Just like my mate fought through all the pain to sit here, I was going to be stronger, and more courageous.

My sister looked at me, and nodding, I knew that she would be supporting me. Her eyes held the support that my parents didn’t show for me. My mate, my gorgeous beauty, was there for me, and I knew that with her, the two of us were going to rebuild everything that was broken.

This family.

Our pack.

Our home.

And we would even avenge Myla, whose b***d’s smell was still fresh in my memories. The soil on her grave dried, at least, in terms of what humans would say. The flowers that grew over it proved the year’s death, but the pain that she left was still fresh; therefore, I was not going to allow this to go on as the prick planned for it to do so.

This was a game of lives.

And the two of us were NOT going to lose our lives for a prick to destroy what we’ve built.

The two of us, my mate and I, were not going to allow it.