Chapter 52: Chapter 52

Sophia's POV

"What are you talking about?" I frowned while trying to get it all settled in my head. It was clear that the charm had gone off in his eyes, leaving me befuddled at how possible it was. How can he get back to his senses now when I have a lot of things to deal with right now?

"You know what I am talking about? You know how you made me lose my mind and become obsessed with you? What have I done? What has the pack done to you? What really is your mission here?!" He bawled with his fists clenching tight while he took a threatening step forward.

There was sheer anger in his eyes, and it was so clear he would be pouncing on me soon, and I wouldn't hesitate to beat the daylight out of him. I rose from the bed, ignoring him as I moved to the stool, sat on it and kept my gaze on the mirror.

"You aren't answering my questions! What do you want?!" From behind, he yelled again.This time, his voice was sharper and shook the ground, reminding me that he comes from an alpha bloodline.

I couldn't help giggling as I wondered if he had the intention of making me scared with his angry yells.

"I don't have the strength to talk to you. Gently, go back to bed and stay away from this, because you are no match for me" I replied with a shrug, snorting at his heavy breaths and muscles, which had all bulged out. The Alpha aura swirling around him was becoming more distinct, showing how much he cared for his pack members.

"I won't let you hurt any of my pack members, you demon!" He shouted and ran quickly to the door.

"Where are you going to?" I asked with a smirk, enjoying his frustration.

"To gather all the warriors and get you killed. I can believe I left my mate just for a demon. I rejected my fated one and allowed her to suffer immense pain just to please an evil soul like you," he kept ranting, while I ended up laughing at him.

"Don't you pity those warriors you are about to bring in to capture me? They have families and friends who cherish them. Why do you want to waste their love like this, knowing fully well that I will murder them all in the blink of an eye." I giggled, and it made him pause after opening the door.

"You can go to bed. I am not hurting any of your pack members. I need to be sure Lola is dead!" I grunted, tugging at my hair as I gnashed my teeth in frustration. Accepting that I had lost the chance to open that room was really battering my head and making me so angry!

Why the hell would Lola die at this moment?

"Sophia, now I need my mate back... I miss her and every blissful moment I shared with her. You caused her death. What if... "

"Go to bed, dumbass!" I yelled in exasperation, turning at him sharply, and I could see how he cringed, tripped, and fell on his butt in fear.

"it won't cost me anything to kill you here and now! But that isn't the kind of death I want for you. You don't deserve an easy death just like your father. You might not have wronged me, but being the son of a devil makes you one, and I can't wait to cut your limbs and skin you alive while your father watches hopelessly." I snarled, and before I could say anything, I muttered a dark demon spell that drifted him into a deep sleep immediately.

It was really with a big struggle that I didn't kill him at that moment. His life is still important. Maybe he can help me get into the room in the future.

Blake's POV

The night was gloomy, cold, and silent. My heart seemed to be bleeding as I lay on my bed staring blankly at the ceiling with tears streaming down from both sides of my cheeks.

A few hours ago, I was met with the biggest blow of my life. My entire being experienced the trauma that almost made me go insane. My friend that I made her stay with can't be found anywhere, and it was rumoured that he ran off when the hunters came to attack Lola.

All that filled my head at that moment was the clear image of Lola's dead body. Every second, it taunts me. It reminds me of the promise I failed to keep. I hadn't left my room since it all happened, even when my parents had been knocking and bringing food for me.

It is ridiculous that they expected me to be fine after she is dead. How can Lola be dead? Just how? This is just so unbelievable!

Who else would make me feel peace in my heart? Who else would give me that smile, which always appears like sunshine to my dark soul?

She was the perfect description of the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. In Lola, I saw my joy, the future queen to sit beside me and rule the entire vampire race, but in a rush, like the blowing wind, she was erased from the world.

She was killed for nothing. It's not like she tried to harm anyone, she was just that innocent girl who was murdered for being a werewolf.

I picked up the pillow beside me and hugged it tightly, shutting my eyes and allowing her images to fill my head. It wasn't even a minute before I sprang away from the bed and cried out like a baby. My screams were echoing through the walls and pillars, and I was sure they must have woke many in the packhouse from sleep, but no one has the right to knock on my door, not to talk of shunning me except my parent.

My life is just so blank and empty now.

A knock sounded on the door, and I hissed loudly, completely gnoring it.

"Son, till when will you keep mourning for a werewolf? Isn't it a shame that you are doing this to yourself just for a random girl that has the plan to lure you to your death with love?" I heard my mother's voice from the front door and felt another great urge to rush out and hit her till she go limp.

If not for her, my beautiful Lola would be very much alive now while waiting for the day I would bring her home.

"Mommy, can you get out of my door and go to hell?! Can you disappear from my life? Because at this moment, I don't see you as my mother! You are a pure stranger to me. Your voice disgusts and irritates the daylight out of me!!" I shouted back at her, kicking the table in front of me so hard that it cracked and broke down.

"I did it for your own good. Even if she is your fated mate, it must be a mistake. You surely have a true mate who is a vampire" she kept on talking, and I was going mad with rage, puffing and huffing as I dragged myself to the wine bar, picking a liquor with the highest alcohol percentage.

"I don't want to hear all that nonsense you are spewing. I hope you don't mind if I kill myself, because I think that is the only way I can find peace and joy. You are evil to take away the only source of happiness my heart has ever found. I disown you as my mother!" My voice was cracking as I was breaking down in tears. It is really so painful for me, because death is something that can't be reversed.

"I hope you will be fine tomorrow. Take care" Those were the last words from my mother before I heard her receding steps. It was clear from her tone that my words really hurt her deeply, but I didn't care. Right now, I think I might rejoice if she dies of heartbreak.

Killing Lola was too much. She went just too far, and now I can only think of killing myself because it just seems like my life has no meaning. I can't see Lola ever again.

I drank the whole bottle of liquor and was getting drunk, but couldn't stop as I cocked open another one, but just as I was about to pour it down my gullet, a familiar smell crossed my nostrils.

The bottle in my hand slipped off and shattered on the floor as I froze in shock. Lola's smell of strawberry and candy mixed with sandalwood swirled around my nose again, faintly.

"What!!! Lola!" I screamed at the top of my voice, jumping away from the bed where I had sat to take more drinks. I wasn't breathing normally again. The smell was still there and was hitting me hard with the possibility that Lola was around here, somewhere around this packhouse.

Just then, I heard a knock on the door, which made me frown and groan deeply. It is late in the night, yet my parents are taking turns coming to disturb me.

Shit!

"Get out of my door, Mom or Dad! You both are evil killers! I will always hate you forever. Don't blame me if my dead body is found tomorrow, because I can't live any longer, tortured by the death of my love " I found myself bursting out, because it was suddenly clear to me that the Lola's smell must be because I was drunk and had her in mind.

I clearly saw Lola's dead body, so she can't be here.

"Can you open the door for me? I am not dead. " The voice of Lola resonated from the door to my ears, then deep into my heart, instantly putting my brain and heart to a halt.

"Open, before they take me away," she added, and a sudden rush of adrenaline waved through my bloodstream, causing my skin to crawl as sensations covered my skin. Is Lola alive?

With the speed of light, I unlocked the door and, behold, for real, Lola was standing there with a bright smile. Not even her wolf scent could be fished out. She had a vampire scent instead.