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The Alpha In Me
(Takes place a few weeks after the epilogue of the previous book)
Prologue
ZADE.
The screeching of the hinges as the cell door is opened is loud in the cold silence of my cell. A cell with
three doors before you reach my cell door, almost as if they fear what I will do if I
escape.
I’m the only one here… isolated from the rest of the criminals.
If I had wanted to, I wouldn’t have surrendered in the beginning…
On that fateful night, I realised that although the Goddess may have created us all, she had already
handpicked the winners.
I was not planning on standing down, after all… isn’t death better than failure?
But that night, my entire life was turned on its axis.
She was there.
Someone I never thought was in the cards for me.
The Goddess loves to play games with me, and she continues to do so.
Even now, in this windowless cell, she is probably laughing at me, and I am a fool to think it all might
just mean something.
For years I prayed and fought for a Goddess who didn’t want us to succeed.
But it was all for nought.
Life tastes bitter when it’s one big fucking lie…
I look up at Sebastian as he enters the cell in his sleek black suit. His eyes are cold, and he does little
to hide his hatred.
It’s uncanny how much he looked like Gaultier, the same piercing blue eyes, the same hair, the same
voice.
Yet they were nothing alike, just like I was not like the rest of the Saintly Toussaints–No pun intended.
But every family has a black sheep, and I am the black sheep of that family.
“You’ve been in prison for over five years, Zade, and we’ve come to the agreement that due to your
good behaviour in prison, and the fact that you surrendered back then, you deserve a second chance.”
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There’s no emotion in his voice, but hatred and contempt are etched across his face, as if I care
though.
I tilt my head, looking up at him.
A second chance? There is no second chance when the past is not something you can remove from
your record….
He waits for an answer, but he shouldn’t expect one.
“You will leave this pack, go somewhere far from here… and live your life peacefully. We will keep a
tracker on you just to make sure we know where you are going… but aside from that, you are free to
leave.”
Leave…
I almost scoff at the mockery, a second chance, yet at the same time, they want to monitor me, like a
criminal. Which I am, but don’t go calling it a second chance then.
But that aside, leaving meant I won’t see her again…
She despises me just like the rest of them.
Ah, I’m born to be detested.
“I will have some money ready for you to take with you that should cover your expenses for a few
months until you get a job.”
I don’t need your money… I need nothing from any of you.
“A valid driver’s license and a passport will also be ready for you. So you should have no problem with
fixing up your life.”
I glance up, giving a tiny nod, and he exhales.
“Fine. You will leave tomorrow.”
He turns and leaves, this time not bothering for a response that I will never utter.
Frowning, I stare across the dark cell.
What does a person who has no purpose do?
I close my eyes, remembering that moment… that moment when she rejected me, and I was ready to
unleash hell… or die trying…
(FLASHBACK)
“I, Valerie Scott, reject you, Zade Toussaint, as my mate!”
What game is the Goddess playing with me?!
All my life, I have done nothing but to follow her will. I’ve seen the books on the Blood Born, and
realised that we must do the right thing no matter what… When I was young, I learned pretty fast that
questioning her orders came at a price after all…
But I should have questioned everything…
I look at the woman before me; did they say your fated mate’s eyes would be full of hatred?
“Why… Why reject me when one of us will die tonight, regardless?” I ask coldly, realising I had killed
her lover…
How tragic… how twisted…
I spread my hands, allowing my emotions to fuel me, and power radiates off the
in waves.
“The Goddess has guided me until now…” I whisper, gazing at the sky.
So please keep guiding me… I have done nothing but bow down to you, Selene… don’t forsake me
now.
The four of them stand there, including Sebastian, one who was meant to be part
of us.
What was our purpose?
I’m left alone..
Well played, Selene…. Well, fucking played.
“It’s over,” Zaia murmurs and I smirk humourlessly despite the emptiness that has already begun to
settle inside of me.
So this is my end… but if I am to die, and it clearly won’t be for Selene, then I should at least die to
benefit someone… My death should bring someone solace.
“Come, little mate, unleash your vengeance, get your revenge,” I say stepping closer to the woman
who was fated to be mine…
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