Sold To The Demon Alpha
Chapter 19

Roma’s POV

“We called this meeting with everyone of you, each a vital part of our community to inform you of the new security measures that we will be taking to ensure our safety in these mountains.” I heard Raphael announce after we had finished dinner and there were murmurs in the hall, every one looking to each other and having anxious looks on their faces.

My eyes briefly spied the crack on the wall where I had punched and made a crack today and I thought of Aria.

I didn’t think it would be honest if I pretended to not understand why Natalia had thrown Aria against the wall.

It was not only because she believed she was weak and couldn’t do anything about it. It boiled down to the fact that she was human.

For years, the humans had shown no signs that they were ready to make peace with us and even now, things were quickly becoming strained.

“Let us attack and wipe them out.” Someone suggested and when I looked up to see my brother’s expression at what had been said, there was a smirk on his face.

It was only a matter of time before these suggestions became actual plans and if the humans did not stop, it was only a matter of time before violence was the only option.

Rubbing at my temples as I walked out of the dining hall when the banquet ended, I heard Raphael’s voice behind me.

“You sent Natalia, the maid to me for punishment.” He said, walking beside me and I nodded.

“Did she tell you what she did?”

He nodded.

“Then it’s settled. I’m sure whatever you chose was appropriate.”

“You could have punished her.” Stopping in front of the West wing, he raised his eyebrows in question and I knew that it was only a matter of time before Raphael began to ask questions about my behaviour where Aria was involved.

I had asked him to take the man to the hospital and make sure he was treated. Even now, I wanted to go back and tear his throat out.

“I would have snapped her neck, Rafa. Without a single thought.”

Because no matter what I said about not getting involved with Aria, she was my mate. Mine to protect. And that was why whether she was human or not, sending her back to the hands of her abusive father was not an option. Neither was having her abused in my own home.

Besides Scian, no one knew who she was to me and I was trying to make sure it remained that way but Raphael deserved to know.

“Let’s talk about this later?” I told him, rubbing my temples again when he was about to ask another question and he nodded, taking a step back.

“Very well then. You look like something is wrong.”

“What moon is it today?” I managed to get out without growling and his eyes widened.

“Is it…” He trailed off and I nodded.

The Beast was trying to get out. I’d tried to ignore it for as long as I could but I could only hold out for so long without changing.

The goddess was sure having fun watching this.

I looked down at the ground and my vision blurred.

No.

Not yet.

“Call a curfew, Raphael. No one should be found anywhere within this vicinity or outside their rooms by midnight.” I growled like a wounded soldier.

Because by midnight, I wouldn’t be able to form one rational thought.

“Yes, Alpha.” He said with a bow, his eyes filled with sympathy that made me want to laugh harshly at the bitter reality that was my life.

Entering the West wing, I fell to the ground and g*****d as one of the shoulder blades snapped.

Pulling myself up as the pain of the shift caused my head to throb, I turned around and barricaded the entry doors to my quarters.

As much as I could, I tried to avoid running in the woods when the beast was at the forefront of my mind because I was a danger to whatever was out there.

Sprinting into my room, I made quick work of binding my hands and feet with chains and sat on the ground, growling and snapping as I waited for the Beast to surface.

As I stared at the bare wall in front of me, I closed my eyes and tried to think about anything that would center me. Anything that would delay the inevitable.

My legs snapped in such an awkward direction and the pain nearly drove me into unconsciousness but I grinned.

I was already on the brink of insanity. There was no where else but to fall off the deep end.

My claws came out of my fingers and toes and I fell onto my knees and elbows, roaring as I heard the sound of everything within hearing distance more acutely.

I could hear the chime of the clock as steady as my own heartbeat. I could hear the sound that the wood made as it burned in the fireplace. I could hear the sound of my heart as it pumped even faster.

And then against my will as usual, my body started to strain against the chains, trying to break free.

The bed rattled from where I kicked against it as I tried to break away from the chains that held me captive and I roared again, shaking everything in the room.

I didn’t even remember what it felt like to turn into a werewolf anymore after the Curse.

Now, I didn’t dare attempt to shift into my wolf form voluntarily, knowing that the Beast would take control at any sign of weakness.

Cursed. I was cursed for killing an Alpha.

It didn’t matter that I had torn out his throat for trying to rape my wife.

It didn’t matter that it had been a long time coming after enduring years of abuse from him.

All that had mattered was that fateful night when I found him on top of my wife.

When I saw the madness in his eyes as he tore her cloth and hit her.

That night, I was given only one choice.

That night, I had known that it was only of us who would walk out alive from that room.

I remembered the shock in his eyes when I, the son who he thought he would forever have a boot on his neck, tore his throat out and his heart from his chest.

And I remembered how I had felt in that moment.

I had loved it. The horror in his eyes. The realization that he had created a monster. The resignation that his reign had come to an end.

The goddess had punished me for killing an Alpha but now that I thought about it, it must have been the delight in my soul to have ended him, the lack of remorse and the resolve to do it again because I would kill him again in a heartbeat.

She knew that even before the Curse, I was already a monster.

Perhaps I deserved this.

That was the last rational thought I had before the Beast was let loose.