Chapter 42: Chapter 42

Kai

It's been a week since I and my men helped Alexander reclaim his pack, and we have been helping him rebuild some of the houses and places that were destroyed by Derrick and his rascals.

Despite my constant plea to Alexander to remain calm while we look for his mate, he has been acting up lately.

He is becoming very violent and gets easily irritated. He is having a hard time keeping his wolf in check and as a result, some of my men are beginning to feel unwelcomed due to his attitude towards them.

And if I didn't know his personality before now, I too would have picked offense with his recent attitude.

But I know what is happening to him, with his mate out in the unknown his wolf is restless and we can only pray that he finds her soon. Else things are going to get worst from now on.

Jessica on the other is responding to treatment though she is still traumatized and not saying anything yet, the doctors have assured me that she would be fine with time.

I can't help but think that everything that is happening here is all because of Jessica, if she kept her greed in check, none of what is happening now would have taken place.

I can't even place the way I feel towards her, I love her and at the same time, I want to hurt her so badly for all that she did to me in particular and to her pack in general.

“Excuse me Alpha,” I heard someone say from behind me, which startled me a little as I was way deep in my thoughts.

I was standing outside and inspecting the repairs that was been done to Alexander's apartment. I turned to see that it was one of my men that normally stays at the border as security.

“Yes?” I answered turning to look at him and wondering why he is not at his post.

“Someone brought this and asked that it should be delivered to Alpha Alexander,” he said handing me an envelope.

“Who delivered this?” I asked taking the envelope from him and viewing it around to see if any name was addressed on it.

“It's a little boy, who claimed he was directed by some man in the woods to bring the envelope to us,” he said.

“Where is the boy now,” I questioned him.

“We let him go,” he said quietly as if suspecting that I was going shout at him for letting the boy go.

But honestly, at that moment, I was more concerned with the content of the letter.

“It's okay, I will deliver it to Alexander, you can return to your post,” I said to the man and he bowed before walking off.

I looked at the envelope again wondering who would have sent it and why it was sent.

I contemplated if I should open it or not as I was a bit concerned that, its content should not be something that will enrage the already pissed-off Alexander.

“What's it that you are holding,” Alexander asked as soon as he saw me while walking out of his apartment.

“I don't know, I was asked to deliver it to you,” I said while handing the letter over to him.

He flipped the envelope around to look at it before opening it to see the content.

He brought out a letter and started reading its content. As much as I would have loved to know what was written inside, I also didn't want to pry into his privacy.

But, From his countenance, I could tell that whatever was written in the letter was no good as he furrowed his brows in anger and at some point, his fingers starts fidgeting.

When he was done with the letter, he angrily squeezed the piece of paper with anger so much so that his veins were all popping out of his hand.

“What is it, Alex?” I asked in a calm tone, hoping for the love of peace he talks to me so we can both figure out what is bothering him.

“I have found where Ashley is,” he said staring into space.

“Okay, that is good news I suppose so why are you looking angry,” I asked still maintaining a calm friendly tone.

“I am been called out to come to fight in a single combat if I want her back as my mate,” he said with annoyance.

“I don't understand, I mean who would dare challenge you,” I questioned sensing that there must be more to this invitation than meets the eye.

Despite my recklessness and bravery in battles, I would never challenge Alexander to single combat unless, of course, I have other hidden agendas.

“I don't know who the fuck he thinks he is, but I will not spare him for daring to cast his lustful eyes on my Ashley. I will ensure I pluck out his both eyes and feed it to the ducks,” he said in rage.

His tone and expression show that this wolf has completely taken charge of his mind

“Alex, you know I will always support you in whatever decision you want to take but don't you think this might be a trap,” I asked quietly, with the hope that he puts caution at the back of his mind.

“So what do you suggest I do, should I cower in fear and let that imbecile have my Ashley to himself?” he barked at me angrily.

“That's not what I am saying, I'm only saying we should investigate and know who this person is before you can decide to go into combat with him,” I said as a means of placating his already bruised ego.

‘Be him, man or god, he will fall by my sword,” Alex said storming back to his apartment.

Just as I feared, and I think this is what the person setting this fight hopes to achieve.

I have to do something before Alex gets himself entangled with something he might not be able to free himself from.

****

Ashley

Tired is how I feel, it's been over a week since Jason brought Oliver to see me, and I have not seen her again or my baby.

I am hungry and weak, I try not to eat anything they bring for me, for the fear of being poisoned.

I am on the verge of losing my cool and letting loose all the anger I have kept inside.

I have become so angry that it consumes me quietly, it makes me feel sick and I have been having this constant headache that won't just go away.

I had begged the brown she-wolf the other night to help me find my son and Oliver so that I can escape this prison and take care of my son myself.

But up till now, I have not heard any word from her, I am even scared of what I think may have happened to her.

I feel neglected, used, and abandoned.

I wonder why Alexander has made no effort to come and see me, he told me he loved me and made me believe him.

But why has he abandoned me now when I need him the most?

I feel so bad for Andre my son, I regret bringing him into this world only for him to suffer in a way like this. How did I fool myself into thinking that I could provide and protect him?

When did I suddenly start thinking that I was a bird that could soar up high in the sky when I am nothing but a housefly.

I'm hurt, I am broken, and yet I can only hope that someday I am reunited with my son. Even if Alexander does not want me anymore, I will find comfort in knowing that my son is safe.

“Who do we have here,” I heard a voice ask from outside my cell.

I lifted my face to see that it was no other than Derrick, Alex's uncle, closely accompanied by Jason and a not-so-smiling Oliver.

The disapproving look from Oliver shows that she does not want anything to do with him but being that she is too young to fight him off, she has no choice.

The mere sight of Derrick made me furious as a flashback of what happened on the day I left my pack came flickering through my head.

“What are you doing here,” I asked him angrily as the wind responded to my emotions, and a whirlwind storm starts gathering up around us.

“I just came to thank you for helping me keep my daughter safe,” he said nonchalantly using his murderous hands to touch Oliver.

His fake affection towards Oliver and his carefree attitude despite the tons of people he has murdered made me mad.

The wind echoed my anger as a heavy breeze starts to surround us.

Oliver was the only one not scared among the other two men, as they both look like the sky was going to fall on them. They grab onto something to support themselves and at that moment all I wanted to do was to hurt them both for all that they have done to me.

Derrick's reaction shows surprise and fear as he looked around in total awe.

“Ashley, stop what you are doing,” I heard Jason scream as he kept looking for means to support himself.

The wind did little or little to Oliver as she was the only one standing without supporting herself, but her hair and clothes danced freely to the rhythm of the wind.

I contemplated for a brief second why the fuck I should let the motherfucker called Derrick, live through another minute. When all he has ever done was make my life miserable.

I want to fucking kill him for ruining my joy and taking the only person that has ever truly cared about me away from me.

“Ashley stop this or you will never get to see your son again,” Jason shouted and I angrily control a little mental object to slice through his face, giving him a little cut across his face.

Red blood flowed freely from the cut as he used his hand to touch it while I smirked at him satisfactorily.

Seeing the blood spill from his face gave me an inner peace I never knew I had within me all this while.

The whirlwind soon died down and Derrick sighed relieved, as they both walked closer to my cell.

“You were right Jason, she indeed is something,” Derrick after regaining his balance and his two cents worth of bravery.

“I have decided to let you go,” Jason said.

I looked at him surprised at his words, while I search his eyes for the genuineness of what he had just said.

“I mean it, I have come to realize that since you are still mated to Alexander, there is little or nothing I can do to make you mine, so I am freeing you to go meet him,” he said trying so hard to convince himself not me that he is telling the truth.

“At what price,” I asked, and my question seem to take him by surprise.

“What, so you think you can fool me into believing that you will allow me to leave here freely, without asking for anything knowing fully well how hungry and power-tasting you are,” I asked him teasingly.

“I am going to fight someone in three days, you must do everything within your power to make sure I will the battle,” he said.

And something about his expectations of me made me laugh, this dumb motherfucker thinks that he can manipulate me into doing anything for him just because he has my son in his custody.

“Why are you fighting this person if you know you can't handle him yourself,” I asked as I slowly wipe the laughter off my face to show how disgusted I was with him.

“Trust me, I already have my plans in order, you are just a backup plan to ensure that things go smoothly for me, now your cooperation will determine if you are living here with your baby alive or not,” he said in a stern voice.

“And if I refuse,”

“You already know the answer to that question, the people watching over your baby would be there, if anything happens to me, then you can kiss your baby goodbye,” he said and with that he walked out, closely followed by Derrick and Oliver who helplessly looked at me as if saying she is sorry.

I sat back on the floor wondering who it was that Jason is going to fight. I already feel bad for that person because I am afraid that I will have to do Jason's will if for nothing's sake, but my son's sake.