Alpha Ryker's Little Witch

Tamara's POV:

We sat at the dining table with my mate's parents-and soon to be mine chattering away. With our stomachs full of an assortment of scrumptious foods, we opted to pass some time chit-chatting. My mate sat beside me dressed in his usual style: black cargo pants with matching combat boots and a very fitting navy-blue tee shirt.

His mother and father sat on the opposite side, with his mother taking control over the incessant conversation. One thing I had learnt about her in this short while was that she wasn't one to easily shut up.

The dining room had hardwood flooring covered mostly by an area grey rug. The dark flooring matched with the dark wooded furnished dining table. The walls were elegantly painted with a gray color accentuated with white trims. The cushioned chairs were nothing short of comfortable, with pastel tones making them stand out.

As Ryker's mother narrated about their vacation, my eyes drank in the lovely candle chandelier that hung in the middle of the dining room. The decor in this room, including the elegant tray ceiling, enhanced the traditional charm. The former Luna had really done some nice work.

"The two of you really look good together," my mate's mother pointed out with a proud, maternal, and gleaming smile gracing her beautiful face.

"Please, Mum, don't start," Ryker chimed, sending his thoughts to mine about how his mother would end up embarrassing the both of us if he let her continue.

"Oh, but we are done eating. What more could we talk about other than the two of you?" she questioned, looking at the both of us lovingly.

"We could talk about how the two of you went around different packs and enjoyed different climates and cultures..." Ryker suggested.

"Or we could talk about why we didn't know about Tamara until we came back." The former Alpha joined in, leaning on his chair and crossing his arms on top of his upper abdomen.

"Father." Ryker tried changing the subject, turning to me with pleading eyes. No way I was going to save his ass for failing to mention our bond to not only his parents but the former Alpha and Luna.

"No, boy, you better start explaining from the beginning. No excuses. Imagine finding Tamara in your house, knowing you never let any woman in there? It was shocking, to say the least. I would have phased and attacked her there and then had I not sensed you on her." His mother had suddenly become serious, urging his son to go on.

"Well, there was so much going on in the pack that my beast and I ended up forgetting about informing you," he explained, placing his right hand on my left thigh gently.

"Ry, finding your mate is the best thing that can ever happen to a werewolf. Even the Alpha position that you treasure so much doesn't compare to her and her position in your life."

"Mother, there has been a lot going on during these past few weeks."

"What are you talking about? I haven't seen anything different on the grounds, Ryker," his father questioned, his voice taking a curious tone.

So we gave them a detailed narration about the bloodied papers and the force that usually overtook and controlled my body. We explained how our mate bond was a different kettle of fish from the rest.

"So, you're telling me that some mut has been threatening this pack, and you never thought about informing me?" Lionel suddenly stood, glaring at his son at the mere thought of such climacteric information being withheld from him. "Calm down, Lio," his mate soothed in a persuasive tone.

"Oh, come on! Your son has kept this from us, and you are taking his side now?" His aura was becoming increasingly vexatious. His beast did not appreciate secrets from his own son.

"I am not taking sides here; you are the one letting anger control you." Margaret's voice, with an obvious accusatory tone, filled the dining room.

"Father, with all due respect, I am the Alpha now. I don't see how this should be making you this worked up. Plus, I am handling the situation." Ryker remained seated as he addressed his father nonchalantly. "Has she influenced your decision-making, Ryker?" He pointed at me with a hint of disgust lacing his voice.

"As a matter of fact, yes," my mate answered back, snaking his arm around my shoulders.

"A witch as your mate. Surely the Moon Goddess must have miscalculated something here." This was the first time he was disapproving the bond, and even so, I couldn't help but shake my head in disbelief. "I am warning you, Father." Ryker spoke evenly.

"Make sure your anger won't make you regret your words later, Lio. Now calm down before your flesh and blood engages you in a fight in defense of his mate." Her words fell on deaf ears because one minute the former Alpha stood beside her, the next he had my mate in a chokehold.

I had never seen a man his size move so fast in my life.

"Lionel!" Margaret frantically shouted, terror filling her eyes at a dizzying speed.

My body remained unmoving, rooted on that chair for seconds. Then an excruciating pain spread from my neck all the way to my head. I feebly stood to my feet, grasping my upper neck in an attempt to reduce the ache.

As his father's unforgiving arms increased pressure on that spot, so did the exertion on my upper airway upsurge. My lungs began to burn with the need for oxygen as my trachea constricted, hampering any ounce of air from passing.

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"You are going to kill them, Lionel!" I could hear Ryker's mother's panic-stricken voice trying to reason with the former Alpha.

"Let him die! I will not have my own son disrespecting me in my own house!" he bellowed, his eyes reflecting nothing but raw anger.

"Fucking stop being a moron and stop this madness! Look at Tamara; she is barely breathing because of your stupid actions. I swear to the Moon Goddess if anything happens to them, I will reject and curse you!" Even as my eyes began to fade, I couldn't help but admit that she was indeed a talker.

Her threat seemed to work because, in an instant the pressure dissolved, forcing my mate and me to take gasps of air. The sudden intake of air drew a series of coughs from the both of us. The experience was something I'd never experienced, something fear rendering.

My mate pulled my petite body to his much larger and muscular one, embracing me apologetically. His emotions flooded our bond, with sorrow and dejection prominently taking charge.

"I didn't think it would come to this, Tamara. I am really sorry for making you go through the pain." His thoughts filled my head, his beast whimpering.

"It's not your fault, Ryker..." I answered his thoughts loudly, watching in my peripheral vision as his father hung his head in mortification.

"I should have pried his arms away from me. Hell, I should have defended myself, us."

"You didn't because you respect him, contrary to his thoughts." His mother mocked his father.

"Today you put me in a very tough spot, Lionel. Making me choose between my own son and you, my other half. I am completely and utterly disappointed in you, and I will make sure you pay for it." The seriousness in those words and her demeanor was a confirmation of the intensity of her words, and the silence from her mate clearly said it all.

"I am sorry," the former Alpha finally muttered, rubbing his face with both of his hands. "What I just did is inexcusable, that I know now."

"Didn't I tell you to watch your mouth before saying something you would end up regretting?" His mate mocked him, smiling victoriously at his facial expression.

"Look, the Alpha blood still runs in my system. My beast and I saw your words as a challenge to our Alpha blood, Ryker. We didn't mean to hurt you. We just felt threatened by the confidence and power that oozed from you," he explained. "You almost killed the daughter that I never had the first time we invited her for dinner. Do you know how degrading that is to your former Alpha title? Look at her; she is clearly shaken up. You were supposed to control your feelings, Lio, not act like some barbaric untrained rogue wolf." Ryker's mum chastised him, tapping at his chest with her index finger repeatedly.

Ryker remained silent, watching in disinterest as his mother put his father in his place.

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"I have seen them go at it since I was a pup, Tamara. Well, more like my mother scolding a grown alpha," he whispered to me, making his parent's heads turn in our direction.

"I am going to confirm that." His mother smiled at us.

"Tamara, I am sorry for hurting you and for making our first dinner kind of disastrous. Can we do this tomorrow? I would like to make up for my animalistic behavior." "Of course, Mr. Lionel. I would love that."

"Lionel, just Lionel is okay," he assured me, flashing me a smile. Things had totally cooled down now, and yet my mate didn't utter a word or talk to his father.

Thoughts of how I could have died in the hands of his father still lingered in his mind. His beast refused to forgive the man who had hurt me. Attempts to calm him through the bond remained futile, even as he continued embracing me. One look at him, I knew his beast was out and he was still as furious as before. With his eyes black as coal, he took calculated steps toward his father, who stood beside his mother, giving him a quizzical look.

"That man there was not my father." His deep yet calm voice resonated in the room.

"Son." His father called his name in a similar calm voice.

"Something happened while you were on that vacation. I want to know what," he insisted, waiting patiently for his parents to talk.

"Please, Ry, not now," his mother begged. Her voice indicated that Ryker was indeed right.

"You nearly killed me, Father. Of course, I would have fought back after realizing how serious you were. But the fact remains that you almost killed my mate and me. That is definitely not you, Dad. You would never hurt me despite what your beast thinks. I know you would kill yourself before letting him hurt me. So, what is it?"

"It's okay, honey, he deserves to know," his mate urged.

"My wolf was cursed by an evil wizard." He paused.

"I have exactly seven days to deliver what he wants. Failure to do that, and my wolf will gradually become rabid."

"What does he want? We shall deliver it now!" Ryker's commitment made his parents sigh in sadness. "Tamara's womb."