Destined To A Rejected One
Chapter 40

It had been three hours since Margaret had returned from her mission in the city of London. It was strange, she knew that Mari and Occisor would arrive before her. But there is no one on the first floor. No longer patient enough to wait, she walks with her speed to the ground floor.

– Where is everyone? – Margareth questions an officer.

– I don’t know ma’am, I didn’t see them leave.

Margareth turns her back and walks back to the first floor.

– Where are you – she wonders and sits at the window to watch the shy sunset.

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In the castle of the true alpha

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Charging with you, the twilight between the end of day and the beginning of dusk, the scent of several wolves approaching brings the true alpha and all the other lycanthropes to alertness. They approach quickly.

A strong, icy wind blows open the heavy, solid wooden doors, the sound of their contact with the wall reaching the third floor, where all the males are gathered. Kratos already guesses that something serious is going on, he gets up and walks quickly to the hall that is metres in front of the box where he stores the slaves.

When he gets there, he sees all the lycanthropes left on the face of the earth. At the front are the seven alphas, all in their lupine forms.

– What is this? – he asks aloud.

From the end of the line, a black wolf stands out, larger than all the others, his steps steady. “Who the hell is that?” – Kratos wonders mentally, he has never seen such a being among his own kind before. “I wonder if…” – his thought dies as the strange wolf returns to his human form.

– Who are you? – Kratos sniffs the air, the scent of that man is the one on his pup’s neck, Kratos grits his teeth – You’re the bastard who defiled my daughter! The traitor of his own kind!

Kratos’ face reddens: “How the hell did I not think of that before! The one who won’t obey my orders…. The answer was in my face the whole time” – the rage of ridicule boils through his body.

– What are you doing here? Did you come for my offspring?

– I saw him kill you!

– Who do you think you’re talking to?

– The former genuine alpha – he speaks with a sideways, arrogant grin, which makes Kratos even more annoyed.

The genuine one looks behind the traitor, he already understands what happened. One by one, he defeated the alphas and took the lead, making it right to challenge him.

– Do you really think you can beat me? I am the genuine one.

– And I will be supreme.

– Only in my death! – he growls.

– We are counting on it. – From the sky a female voice speaks, catching Kratos’ attention.

He clenches his hands into fists, recognises the second princess flying in a ship, his eyes fall in description on the traitor.

– I understand, you managed to defeat them because you allied yourself with the foul witches.

– I won because the goddess is with me, they’re just watching.

– Don’t make me laugh, just like them you are scum that needs to be exterminated from the face of the earth! – he mumbles.

Kratos’ insults shake nothing in Occisor, he just looks past the genuine alpha. “Where is she?” – he wonders, Kratos noticing his stare.

– Oh, are you worried about my little girl? – he asks debauchedly, Occisor grits his teeth – She is being tortured, her skin is being relentlessly burned by the silver, she has now lost consciousness, but I have not put an end to her punishment.

Kratos smiles, the fury in the traitor’s eyes is as if he has seen the funniest scene in the world.

– I let all the male wolves use his body, for which I must thank you, you left in….

As soon as Occisor hears the phrase – “use their body” – with extreme hatred in his heart, he turns and attacks the genuine one who interrupts him. He bites down hard on the human shoulder, hot b***d dripping onto the ground. Kratos roars, but soon transforms, even wounded and with his teeth digging into his skin, he manages to transform.

– Kill this traitor, genuine! – shouts the genuine beta Lacios, who is Kratos’ closest brother and the one he trusts.

Kratos uses his hind legs to kick the abdomen of the wolf on top of him away, b***d dripping from Occisor. The most powerful claws belong to the true alpha. Everyone on Occisor’s side tenses. He is bleeding. But his wound soon heals, as does his opponent’s. They stare at each other as they walk.

They stare at each other as they walk in a circle, each watching the other. B***d mixing with saliva, Kratos breaks eye contact and attacks. No one has ever drawn his b***d before. Leaning on his hind legs, Kratos leaps towards Occisor, who turns to strike him with his forelegs. They crash to the ground, pawing and biting, b***d spurting, both were giving it their all. Hatred coursed through both their veins.

Kratos manages to pin Occisor beneath him, he is now using his dominance, the b***d dripping down Occisor’s shoulders, neck, thighs and back was weakening him.

At that moment, it was crystal clear. No one beats a genuine alpha. The direct heir to power. Rolfe felt his chest tighten, he knew from the beginning that his son didn’t stand a chance, even if he was a hunter, he used human tools and had the cooperation of two vampires. Now, a contest, one on one? He would never win. And now it was clear, even if he defeated all the alphas, the genuine one would always be the genuine one.

– Nooo – Sasha’s voice invades Occisor’s eardrums, as he trips over his dress and falls flat on his face.

Occisor looks in the direction of his companion, she is lying on the ground, her eyes are bathed in tears and b***d is dripping from her forehead. His heart aches, a pain greater than the pain he feels in his body at the moment.

He returns to face Kratos, he increases his dominance so as not to lose the fight, but just as he could increase it, so can Kratos, ten more than Occisor, he is losing in a resounding way. Despair hits him for the first time. Closing his eyes, he raises his thoughts.

“Goddess… Please… Give me the strength to defeat him, help me end this tyrant” – his plea reaches Selene, who receives it with a smile on her face. The moon begins to glow, the brightness descends to Occisor and envelops him, Kratos is frightened but does not let go. The young man growls and multiplies his dominance a hundredfold, Kratos tries to reach him, but it is impossible. Occisor comes out from under his enemy and stands face to face, increasing his dominance and forcing Kratos to bow down to him.

Everyone stares at them in amazement. Occisor shines, the goddess favours him, and now no one has any more doubts. It is the goddess who chooses. And she has chosen the son of a disgraced alpha.

Kratos feels his body and mind crushed by the uncommon force Occisor exerts on him, without giving up his arm he does not whimper or beg for mercy. Occisor without further ado grabs Kratos’ neck and without difficulty rips it from the rest of his body.

He is now the supreme alpha.

He looks around, everyone is crouched down except his companion and the former genuine lunam, she is lying on the ground with her hand on her chest screaming for the death of her companion.

The glow that surrounded the young man’s body is dispensed with, he now has the strength that was born with him.

Occisor approaches his fate and licks his bruise, smells his body and realises that Kratos lied to him. The scent of no male is on her. He is relieved. Sasha hugs him tightly, fear has now become relief in her being.

Kathe’s despair is far more intense than that of other females when they lose their mate. Her heart breaks into several pieces, the pain is too strong. The screams make everyone torment themselves, watching the death of a mate is horrible. Her heart beats too loudly in her chest…. It is happening. The heart of the genuine one will explode. And in less than two minutes it does. He could not bear the departure of his companion. He was a tyrant to others, but he treated her like a queen. She loved him more than anything, and living in the world without him is impossible for her.

Sasha cries, her biological parents died together. Occisor howls at the moon in thanks. The other lycanthropes follow his example and howl too.

The goddess smiles, her children sing to her.

Mari and the princesses approach Occisor, he returns to his human form and again the third princess makes the clothes cover the wolf’s nakedness. She helps Sasha to her feet and gives her a hug. Mari, him and her. The family the goddess gave him. Only Margareth is missing.

– We have to organise things now,” says Angèle, smiling.

At last her wedding ring has appeared. Now she can get married.