Arranged To The Alpha
Chapter 71

Natalia:

I woke up to Blake letting out a low growl, making my heart race.

The fact that we managed to sleep last night to begin with came as a surprise to me. Especially since I knew that the night had been rough on the two of us.

I frowned in confusion as I opened my eyes, and looked at my husband who was sitting up, glaring at two women, witches, standing by the door as Drake entered the room we were sleeping in. I had to admit, it took me a few seconds to recall the fact that the two of us were not alone in the room, and though we both had our separate beds, we still chose to sleep in one another’s arms. The last thing I wanted or needed was another night without him. The two of us have had enough nights of that.

“You seem to grow more aggressive as days go by, I have noticed, brother.” Drake said, shrugging his shoulders. I frowned at the sight of the man who looks like he has lost more than half of his weight in less than a day. His eyes met mine and he smirked, angering me more than I already was. “And you more dashing through you just woke up.”

The fact that he was casually flirting with me in front of my husband, his own brother, was something that I couldn’t understand. I wasn’t being delusional, I knew that. The man didn’t even respect that he had a woman in his life, witch or not, and had Myla tied to him, claiming that he was ‘in love’ with her. A mate that he rejected who was also suffering a fate that no one wanted to be in, and he was now flirting with me.

I had to stop Blake from attacking his brother who was trying to stir a problem. I could tell that he was finding joy in annoying his brother, but I didn’t know how much whatever rubbish he was doing was going to last. If anything, I knew that he would be getting in more trouble than he could afford, and that was something that he didn’t seem to understand.

If anything, the man was dying right before our eyes and yet, he didn’t seem to care. He simply wanted whatever task he had in mind to be done with. He didn’t understand that the ending of this would be on him as well. The witches, regardless of whether or not he survived whatever Riya did to him, would not let him live. They were taking advantage of him. Their eyes as they studied the scene before them told me that despite not spending a long time here, and yet, Drake, who has been with them for a long while, was blind enough not to see it.

Elijah sped toward the wolf whose eyes widened in surprise when he found the vampire standing face to face with him. Ariana, who was just waking up, wrapped her arms around herself. I could tell that whatever was happening annoyed her, especially considering the fact that she was initially mated to the man.

I didn’t know what her story was, her real and full story, but I knew for fact that she was in more pain than she was letting out. It was something that I wouldn’t wish for my enemy, and she, a kind girl like her, was going through that pain on her own without even showing it. It was something that I didn’t like, and that was something that I couldn’t lie about.

“Is there anything that we can help you with, wolf?” Elijah said before speeding behind him. He bared his fangs as he let his hot breath hit the man’s neck. He was about to dig his teeth before his body floated and his back cracked, making my eyes widen as the two witches glared at him. The man wailed in pain, and had it not been for Blake holding me down, I would have rushed toward him, but that was what Drake wanted. He wanted me away from Blake for him to try and use me to break my husband, and that was not something that I was going to give him.

“Start getting ready, we are going to feed you before you start your first of events.” Drake said, and I frowned. The man was literally treating us like some pests that he was feeding to kill. If anything, I believed that it was the case at this point. The man was a psychopath, and I could literally expect anything from him at this point.

“You are going to regret this, Drake.” Riya was the first to speak, reminding him of the bite that he got. He limped toward her only to stop when she raised an eyebrow at him, creating a barrier between us all.

“Don’t worry, demon. I will enjoy every second of this regardless of what you might think that you can do.” He said before turning to the door. My heart raced against my chest, and turning to my husband, I shook my head in question, now unsure of how things were going to be. The last thing that I wanted was to be put in such a situation, but now I knew that I had no option but to fight.

I needed to get Crystal out of there, and in turn, I also needed to get the others out. They would end up dying if the tasks weren’t fulfilled, and now I was put between fire and ice.

One cost my life as well as everyone else’s. And the other cost everyone’s life, and either way, knowing that I was here, Crystal leaving would mean my and her death as well. I really didn’t know what to do at this point, but I knew one thing, I regretted revealing that I was a manipulator to begin with. Somehow, something inside me tells me that none of this would have happened IF I chose to simply stay quiet about it.

“Are you okay?” Blake asked, running his finger over my thigh. I knew that he was well aware that I was concerned about this, I knew that he was just as concerned. I didn’t need to lie to him about how I felt, it was something that I knew very well. If not my mind, I knew that my love could read my expression as easily as reading a book, and that was something that I wouldn’t be able to escape no matter how hard I tried. I just hated that he had to see how scared I was right now, and how much pain I was in. And at this point, I didn’t even know whether or not he was getting in my mind again. All that I could truly see was his pain in his forest green eyes.

“I’m lost in my thoughts, that’s all.” I said, and he nodded before motioning for me to get up as he stood. I knew that he was still upset after last night’s conversation. And I didn’t need to get in his head to know what he was thinking to know that he was hurt. But he also knew very well my reasons, and that was the most important part of it. His eyes that once provided me with safety and warmth by just looking at me now held more pain than he would ever be willing to let out, and I didn’t know what to do about it.

Now that we have spoken about everything, the two of us would know whether or not things could be solved. It was just a matter of time for us to decide, accept, and speak it out to one another.

However, my main concern wasn’t that when it came to our relationship.

It was the fact of how things would be AFTER these games. Whether or not we would survive, or whether or not we would choose to be together. Yes, the two of us were supporting one another now, but we were in a tough situation. Would that be our reality when all this was over? Would he still love me the same way? I didn’t know.

But I did hope for the best, and I was going to fight for it to be so.