Dominic's POV
I never knew I would be this desperate to find a girl that I don't even want. I had waited to turn around and leave so Dwayne would search for her, but something in me just wouldn't let me leave. I want to find her and make sure she's okay.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Why can't I leave?
I had my men combing through the woods, searching every house, every corner, searching for her. I did not stay back as I had earlier intended; I went along with some guys, searching for her.
With the way I'm searching for her, you would think I have other motives for searching this hard; you'd never know that I want to put an end to her miserable life, send her to the afterlife.
That's why I'm searching for her, right?
I don't even know anymore. This whole thing is messing with my head. I need to get rid of her so I can get my head back in the game. Something big is coming, there is a war coming, and I need to be ready for it. The lycan would forever subdue our entire population. I don't need any distraction right now, and that is exactly what a mate will be to me, a distraction.
I'm sure she is somewhere in this lack, and I'm going to find her. As I went around the pack, searching every house, I realised that the people were not being honest with me; they were not cooperating with my warriors and me, so I resorted to threats and torture, just to get them talking. It's obvious that they know exactly where she is, or at least, they have an idea of where she could be, but they are hiding her location from me because of their loyalty to their Alpha, a misplaced loyalty, if you ask me. I'm going to be the Alpha king, so they should have more respect for me because their loyalty and allegiance belong to me, only me.
I had stood aside and watched while Dwayne supervised the warriors as they rounded up the Alpha warriors and questioned them. When one of them finally agreed to talk, I focused my attention on him, and that was when he said the words that got me so pissed that I kicked at everything in my path, using my boot to scatter everything in my way. The truth is, I don't even know why I am this pissed, but I just am, and here's the funny part: I can't stop this anger within me; it's so upsetting that I can't control it.
The stupid Alpha just got on my last nerves!!!
The warrior just told us that Alpha Rowley had betrothed his daughter, my mate, to a mutt named Carl. They have been for a while now, and they planned to get married a few months from today. Can you believe that?
He gave my mate to another guy, a lowlife, and I know certainly that she is still with him right now. She must have gone to spend the night in his house, for all I know, he could be with her this minute. That damn weasel, I'm going to kill him. I could feel my anger rising as I pictured that angel, that beautiful damsel I had just seen in her picture. I pictured her in his arms, and it was so infuriating.
The snitch pointed at Carl's door, and I smiled in appreciation for his help. Then I walked up to him and took away all his weapons and the crest that identified him as a warrior. "What is your name?" I asked him fiercely, staring deep into his eyes as he shivered in fear at my presence.
"My name is Blake Williams, my Lord." He stammered out shakily, with fear radiating off him in waves.
"Do not call me 'Lord', never in your life. As of today, I rid you of every privilege of a warrior; neither you nor anyone from your lineage would be allowed to serve a warrior because no snitch is fit to be a warrior under my service." I spat out fiercely, watching as his face drained of all colour.
I lunged forward and kicked Carl's measly door so hard it flew off its hinges with little effort. As we entered Carl's house, I saw a man by the door. It looks like he was coming from his bedroom, and I lost all rational thought as I lunged forward and punched him hard on the face, sending him flying in the other direction. He hit the wall on the other end of the room, and I followed him right there, toppling on top of him as I dealt him several blows to his face, punching him so hard as I kept yelling at him in both anger and frustration,
"Where the fu*k is she right now? I'll kill her, and I'll kill you too. Where is she?" I yelled continuously, punching him as I screamed like a lunatic. The fact that he is so handsome is even more infuriating, and it made me punch him even harder as I imagined my mate admiring his stupid face.
The worst part of it all is that I don't even know why I am this furious, I mean, I don't even care about her and I don't want her by my side. I don't want a mate, ever. I should be letting him have her because I never want to be shackled by the mate bond, but the mere thought of her being with another guy is driving me crazy. I can't even bear to imagine it, I can't stand it.
"You are Carl? Where is the Alpha's daughter?" I asked him once more, sounding so stern and fierce.
"Alpha's daughter? Oh, you mean Bethany?" he asked back. It could be his injuries, or maybe I am too furious and not thinking straight, but I think I can detect sarcasm in his tone, or maybe I'm just hearing things.
Bethany... I love her name. It sounds beautiful. Beautiful, gorgeous, stunning Bethany. No.. No.. No.. No.. I can't be having these nice thoughts about her. I can't let the mate bond control me. She is not beautiful, and I hate her name. I don't even want to hear that name; I want nothing to do with her or her stupid name.
"Now you listen to me, you dumb head, I don't care what her name is, I don't care about her. Tell me where she is, or I swear I'm gonna rip out your heart from your chest." I threatened angrily. I don't even know why I was telling him I didn't care about her; I guess I was trying to convince myself I really didn't.
"Jeez, stop screaming so loudly. We met briefly in the woods before all this started. I asked her to hide in the woods until I come to get her. I'm pretty sure that she is still hiding in the woods." Carl responded smugly, but I wasn't paying attention to his expressions, so I just pulled him up from the floor and pushed him towards the door.
"Take me to her, right now!" I ordered sternly, standing back as I watched my guys push him forward, taking him deeper into the woods. Carl smirked as he kept leading us into the woods.
Wait a minute,
Why is he smirking?
That snitch had told us that they both loved each other so much, he wouldn't be this happy to sell her out, would he?
We were deep in the woods now, but I wasn't feeling okay. Something doesn't add up. I felt her presence while we were in his house, but as we moved farther away, I felt the warmth slowly fading; it was as if my heart were melting into lava, and I felt torn from my mate. I could feel her presence in these woods, and I could tell she frequents them, but her scent is faded here; it was stronger in his house. I stopped in my tracks and studied the footprints around us. With my heightened eyesight, I saw our footprints clearly, but we were smearing any others as we kept stomping forward.
"Stop!!!"
I yelled at the top of my voice, causing everyone to stop in their tracks. I move forward, with Dwayne following closely behind me. We moved a few feet away from the crowd, then I saw their footprints, a male and female footprint, and they were heading back the way we came. To be sure I wasn't mistaken, I asked Carl to step forward, and when he did, I confirmed that his footprints matched the ones I'd seen just now, which meant the lady's footprint belonged to my mate, Bethany.
She had followed him back; she had been in his house all along.
Carl must have known I had caught on to his lie, and he tried to back away, but it was too late. I grabbed him and punched him so hard in the face, sending him flying the other way as he hit his back against a tree. I was standing in front of him within seconds, and I held him by the neck and lifted him off his feet, staring deep into his eyes,
"Where is MY MATE?" I asked him fiercely.
