Reborn, Wicked, and Faree: The Mad Alpha’s Witch Mate Chapter 07
The border of the Blood Shadow pack felt like a powder keg about to blow.
Cassian stood at the very front, completely stripped of the aloof, untouchable Alpha persona I knew so well from my past life. His usually immaculate, custom–tailored black suit–a symbol of his status was heavily wrinkled, and his golden eyes were bloodshot with madness.
suffocating, violent energy, the kind that only bled from a completely unhinged Alpha, surged from him like a tidal wave.
The second he saw me stepping out of the woods, his already unstable scent violently spiked.
His gaze
raked over me fiercely, skimming past my grass–stained leather pants before locking dead onto a fresh smudge of dirt on my collarbone–the exact spot where Lorenzo had pinned me against the forest floor just minutes ago.
A toxic, sickening jealousy instantly twisted Cassian’s face.
“Selene!” he roared, his voice thick with repressed fury and a desperate plea. “Come here. Right now.”
With that command, he unleashed the devastating. weight of his Alpha aura, an invisible, crushing pressure aimed at forcing me to my knees in submission, exactly like he used to.
But a split second before that suffocating weight could even graze my skin, Lorenzo moved.
He didn’t even bother dropping into a fighting stance. He simply kept his hands shoved lazily into his
pockets and took a single step forward, shielding me completely behind his massive frame and letting his own aura bleed into the air.
Instead of fighting it, Lorenzo’s aura simply swallowed Cassian’s whole. The pure, crushing dominance of a true apex predator hit Cassian like a speeding freight train, forcing the Alpha of the Dark Moon pack to stumble backward pathetically.
“Hand her over, Lorenzo,” Cassian growled through gritted teeth under the watchful eyes of dozens of warriors from both packs, desperately trying to salvage a shred of his dignity. “She is my fated mate.”
‘Former fated mate.”
Lorenzo turned slightly, stepping aside just enough to give me space while still remaining fiercely protective. He let me step out casually from his towering shadow.
I met Cassian’s eyes, my voice bone–chillingly cold. “The second you marked Ivy, you tore that title to shreds yourself. By the way, how is your fragile new Luna holding up?”
At the mere mention of her name, the color drained, completely from Cassian’s face. Under the intense gaze of two rival packs, his lofty Alpha arrogance completely shattered.
“That was a trap… a mistake!” he choked out, his voice trembling as his imposing figure hunched over in
sheer despair. “Selene, please. I’ll strip Ivy of her title right now! I’ll give you total control over the pack. Just qome home with me!”
It should have been a satisfying, long–overdue confession. Yet, watching him beg and wag his tail so pathetically, I felt absolutely nothing–save for a faint wave of nausea.
“Your boring little speech is putting my pack to sleep, Cassian.”
Lorenzo’s deep, lethal drawl cut him off. He assertively wrapped a heavily tattooed arm around my waist, pulling me flush against his rock–hard chest.
He stared down his nose at Cassian like he was looking at irredeemable trash. “A mighty Alpha, crawling and begging on my front lawn like a stray dog. It’s pathetically hilarious. Take your men and get lost before I lose the rest of my patience.”
That was the spark that lit the fuse. Cassian’s last thread of sanity snapped. With a series of sickening cracks as his spine shifted, he let out a deafening roar.
In a blur of rapid transformation, he became a massive black wolf, launching himself recklessly across the border, tearing straight for Lorenzo’s throat!
But then, a chilling scene unfolded–Lorenzo didn’t even bother to shift.
His eyes instantly flared with a haunting crimson light. Just as the massive black wolf launched itself mid–air, Lorenzo sidestepped with terrifying speed, moving faster than the human eye could process.
His right hand shot out, claws elongating into razor–sharp talons that sank deep into the scruff of the black wolf’s neck. Using the beast’s own violent momentum, Lorenzo slammed Cassian ruthlessly and humiliatingly onto the rocky ground!
Crack!
The tense standoff instantly plunged into a dead silence. Dozens of elite warriors didn’t even dare breathe; only the stomach–churning sound of shattering bone echoed through the night.
The black wolf let out a miserable whimper, pinned firmly into the mud by Lorenzo’s single hand. It was an absolute display of dominance, leaving the dark wolf no room to even twitch.
“You lock a wild wolf in a cramped, gilded cage, and now you’re losing your damn mind because she wouldn’t sing for you like a canary?”
Lorenzo resting his combat boot casually on Cassian’s spine, his tone cruel and mocking.
Then, like kicking away a bag of garbage, he punted the broken Alpha back across the border.
“Take your trash and get off my land. Step half an inch over this line again, and I’ll skin you and make you into a rug.”
Forced to shift back into his human form, Cassian curled up agonizingly in the dead leaves, coughing up mouthfuls of thick blood. He struggled to lift his dull eyes, tears mixing with the mud on his face as he looked at me in total despair.
“Selene…” he begged weakly.
I stared down at him. No anger. No resentment. Just a pottomless’indifference.
“Whatever we had died along with my past life,
Cassian,” I said coldly, my voice devoid of any warmth.
Crawl back to your cage.”