Mated To Alpha Gregory

Adams’ POV

The room was dark and I could not see anything around me. There was a dim lamp over my head, it was the only source of light.

Shock waves scattered all around my body as I looked at him from his head to his toes.

What was he doing here?

“Raoul, what is the meaning of this?” I demanded from him.

He had this wicked smile on his face, one which mocked me. His eyes were darkened and looked lifeless.

He swung a sledgehammer dangerously in his hand, as he watched me from a distance.

“Answer me Raoul, why do you have me tied up in this place, let me go.”

“Relax brother, the fun is just about to begin.”

All I could see was him standing a few meters away from me, everything else was surrounded by darkness.

Suddenly, he began to walk away and before long, he had disappeared into the darkness.

I tried to activate my wolf vision, to see through the darkness but surprisingly, I couldn’t. “Impossible.”

“You won’t see anything in here, don’t bother trying,” his voice rang out.

“And why is that so?”

He chuckled. “Little brother, there are so many things you do not understand, so many powers that exist but you have never heard of.”

His words made me curious. “What powers?”

“Dangerous powers brother- very dangerous ones.”

His tone became deeper and darker, it made my heart skip multiple beats. The darkness around added a layer of awkwardness, it was so frightening.

“Release me now, I need to go!”

“And why would I do that?” He asked, walking out of the shadows. In his hands was blood and a bag. He opened the bag and its contents rolled out, attached to the bag in some way. In it were different weapons, meant to inflict pains..

“When you arrested Ben, did you release him?”

“Is that what this is about? Ben? Don’t even try to deny it, we both know he hired that ass…”

“Even if Ben had truly hired an assassin to kill you, did he succeed? That is no way to treat a royal brother.”

For a second, I could see empathy in his eyes. Was he genuinely concerned for our family all of a sudden or it was just a facade?

“What if he had killed m…”

“Did he kill you?” He fired back, cutting me short with a straight face.

We stood in silence for a few seconds before I broke the silence. “On whose side are you on Raoul? My side… or Ben’s side.”

His face switched from a straight face to an amused one. The next second, he broke into laughter, casting occasional glances at me amidst the laughter.

“Why would I help Ben get the throne or help you keep it when I can get it for myself?”

He took the bag and all the weapons in it and walked into the darkness again. This time, when coming back, he dragged a table along with the weapons on it.

As it grazed the floor, it made screeching sounds which upset my ears. He looked at me and smiled, pleased at the discomfort I was going through.

“It’s a pity,” He said.

“A pity that what?”

“A pity Ronan wouldn’t be getting his memories back.”

I clenched my fist In anger, struggling to break free from the rope which held me against my will.

If I remained here, Ronan wouldn’t get his memory back and that wouldn’t be good for any of us. So I tried harder, to break free. But the harder I tried, the tighter it seemed that the rope became.

“Don’t try to fight it, you can’t break free from this.” He burst into another round of laughter before kicking a small knife from the lot of weapons on the table.

“You know…” he began, staring at me. I had stopped trying to break free from the ropes and looked at him, not breaking eye contact. “… I have always admired the friendship between you and Ronan, so much- I became jealous of it.”

I scoffed as he said the mast statement. “You punk, jealous? You always made it clear from the onset that you didn’t like any of us.”

“Of course, that is what I want you to believe. But deep down in my heart, I wanted something, something special like you guys had but it just didn’t work out, no matter how I tried.”

The look of empathy on his face earlier had appeared back and this time, it lingered there.”

“Who would want to associate with a terrible person like you?” I spatted in disgust.

“You are right Adam, I am indeed a terrible person. I once hired someone to do a terrible job for me but I ended up discarding her away like a useless piece of trash.” He bursted into laughter. “The poor girl, she thought we had a connection.

I watched him as he laughed with so much hatred. If I could snap off this chair, I was definitely going to make sure he didn’t have a voice anymore.

He stopped laughing and stared at me, with serious, dark eyes. “I always thought Ronan was stronger than he looked. Turned out a nice hit in the head did the trick perfectly, he did try to fight but I did justice to that.

His lips curved into a smile as my eyes widened in shock at the revelation. Ben didn’t make an attempt to kill my Beta, although I was quite positive he did on me. Turns out Raoul had been in play all this while yet we didn’t catch him even when he was right under our noses.

“You son of the devil!” I yelled, struggling more than ever, “let me go and I’ll show you the stuff I’m made of.

I wriggled and twisted and turned on the chair but the ropes just proved too strong. I closed my eyes and summoned my wolf but he didn’t move, he was silent, which was strange.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“How could you do this to him? Why?”

“Why wouldn’t I do that to him? How else am I supposed to get to you without first taking out your Beta?

His question amused me as I realized I am the main reason for all the troubles around.

His lips stretched across his face as he smiled so widely, one would think he had won a lottery. Since he wanted me, he had me where I had to be.

“Did you hire the assassin to kill me?” I asked, to clear my doubts.

The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a frown. “Why would I hire an assassin to kill you? Where’s the fun in that? Although, whoever did it might have made this a lot more interesting. I don’t think I’ve witnessed as much drama as I had seen since yesterday.”

“You bastard!” I yelled. “Let me go.”

He didn’t answer me. Rather, he dropped the small knife in his hands and took a plier. He came towards me so fast, I didn’t see him coming.

He swung his arm and the next second, pain shut through my body as blood filled my mouth. I spat it out, panting heavily.

“Shut up.”

“You just let me out of here, I will destroy you,” I threatened, despite the pain in my mouth.

He walked towards the table and dropped the plier before dipping his hands into his pocket.

“Guessing from where I found you since I followed from the mansion, I guess you were going to the mountain.” He brought out a small transparent jar, inside which was a gray substance which looked like ash. “Good thing I had been there before coming to the mansion, I had plenty of time to roam its surface. Looking for this?”

“What the f*ck!” I exclaimed, how long had he been planning for this?