Alpha Ryker's Little Witch

Ryker's POV:

My Alpha primeval combative instincts kicked in, crowding the room in nothing but pure protectiveness over my mate. My wolf snarled at the man who dared enjoy my and my mate's special time. I stood in front of my fearful woman, watching intently and angrily at the evil wizard.

My wolf and I wanted nothing but to finish him off leisurely in unadulterated and excruciating pain.

"Let me out!" My beast bellowed on the inside, pacing back and forth, putting vehement and ardent pressure on my consciousness to be let free.

I could feel my control slipping as my being unceasingly kept on pushing forward. I knew by now that my eyes were becoming black, revealing the beast's presence. Soon he would be out to play. The son of a bitch stood still, unfazed by our stupendous anger waves that rolled out of me continuously.

He shrugged, deep-set eyes beneath his heavy black brows giving away nothing of any sort. His unperturbed stance only fueled my wolf's rage. Disrespected, my wolf and I growled. The guts to lock his unwavering gaze with his gunmetal eyes onto mine made it even worse.

"Impressive." His lips lifted slightly on his side quickly, his flat black eyes dispassionate as bullets, tracking my gaze on him. His audacity to act as if everything was normal riled me up more. A constant reminder of him having not only seen my beast and I pleasuring my mate but also her nudity left a window open for my being.

Sprightlier than I could comprehend, my incensed wolf finally slipped from my subconscious. My human consciousness was pushed into the furthest part of my brain as my part animal took over. I had no dominance over my whole body, mind, and my actions entirely his.

"Finally. For a moment there, I thought..." He tilted his head, studying us in hidden mockery before continuing, "that you were a weak, spineless alpha unable to teach me a lesson for admiring your little token." He pointed at Tamara, letting out a malevolent cackle.

"He is purposefully riling you up, my love. Don't let him get what he wants." My mate's placating voice filled our mind.

"This is a part of his plan. Open your eyes, honey. We can beat him in his own game if you control your anger on the inside without him knowing." I knew she could tell how angry I was. She could feel the waves of my silent but volcanic fury crowding our bond.

"What do you mean without him knowing?" She had power over my beast and I. Hell, she was helping me control my testosterone levels. The Moon Goddess knew she could tame my beast like she was doing now.

"Calm down, but keep a facade of your anger showing on the outside. Lead him on. Buy us time for us to figure out what he really wants." She made a lot of sense; our little mate knew how to act in the midst of chaos and threats. Of course, he was doing everything to make me explode with rage. The question was, why?

"Our mate is right." My beast retreated back slightly, but he remained on the surface. As much as he was fully enraged, he knew his unbridled anger would only lead to our mate getting hurt. He knew that an alpha was supposed to control his emotions, otherwise, rage would get in the way of making the right call.

"What do you want?" I ground out the words with an edge of impatience creeping into my incensed tone.

"Is that any way to welcome a visitor into your pack, Alpha?" He raised his eyebrow, with his right hand placed on top of his chest in mock hurt. My mate's voice filled my mind, distracting me from making an impulsive decision guarded by nothing but raw outrage.

I rolled out my neck in a bid to relieve the building tension. "Addanc." I spat out his name in spite, with a thread of warning in my voice.

"Come on, Alpha.... I am merely here to get acquainted with you. Surely you've made friends before." He drawled out the title "Alpha," with his lips pulled up on his side in a contemptuous smirk yet again.

"Alpha!" I stilled, my mind taking in the panicky voice of my beta through the mind-link.

"Your father is tearing apart the pack house. He has hurt one teenager so far, y..." I shut off the mind-link immediately then faced the so-called wizard in an unfiltered, menacing stare.

He had done this to my father. The son of a bitch had cursed my dad, and this was the seventh day. He was here to oversee the transition of my father's wolf in front of me. He deliberately wanted to make me choose between my own sire and my little witch. I would be damned if I let anything happen to my mate.

A curse could be reversed, but my mate's womb couldn't grow back once it was all gone. That was a death sentence to my mate, and my wolf and I couldn't stand the mere thought of anything happening to her.

"By the look of your stiffened muscles and the blank stare seconds ago, you must have finally learnt about your father's state."

I was in no mood for his taunting and games. We had had enough. Any attempts by my mate telling me to calm down went unheard. I let my wolf take total control over me. Beast on all fours, we were ready for a fight. But before I could even make a step to where he was, he ran out, laughing all the way like a maniac.

"Race you there," he called out, his voice echoing off the further he went.

He had another thing coming if he thought that he could trick me into following him just to leave my woman unprotected.

"There must be something I can do to help your father. You go before he wreaks havoc out there." My mate paced on the tiled kitchen floor, rubbing the sides of her head, her thick round brows pulling together on her smooth forehead. "Tamara, there is no time for this." She stopped treading for a while. Her eyes remained closed as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

"You are in danger; this mother fucker is going to hurt you regardless of my dad becoming a rabid animal. I need you to stay safe first, and there is no safe place right now other than staying by my side, honey."

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"Let me think; that's all I'm asking. I feel like there's something I can do." She opened her eyes slightly, flickering her gaze past me and staring into the distance. The one thing we didn't have right now was the time she was asking for, though. Addanc could be anywhere by now in the pack grounds causing panic and confusion among my pack members.

"Tamara, as much as you are my mate, the pack needs me to step in right now. My mother expects me to do something about the violence my father is unleashing out there. You need to be protected by me, your mate. How the fuck will I do that if you won't listen?" I threw my hands up in the air, waving them in exasperation.

What Alpha didn't stand up for the people he was supposed to lead and protect? What son left his father to perish without attempting to help him? What mate left his mate in danger to save other people? My thoughts jumbled together in my mind. I could feel a headache brewing on the inside.

"Do you want to lose your father forever? Is that what you want?" She swiftly walked over to me, engaging me in a stare-down that I had no need whatsoever to participate in.

"You want me to let you think, leave you alone here, and go check on my father. Tamara, I am simply asking you to come with me because I can't protect you when you're here." She was infuriating me, and I was this close to putting her on my shoulder and hightailing straight to the pack house.

"Can you think beyond the line for once, Ryker? Fucking think before making these decisions you think are important." She repeatedly pointed to my chest with her tiny index finger. Her eyes squinted into slits yet were blazing with blinding rage.

"I am trying to protect you. Where is the wrong in that?" My vexed voice rose with every utterance. I swore this woman could get under my skin any time she wanted.

"Have you thought about what will happen if your father remains a wolf in a rabid state? Huh?" Her steam was escaping through her high-pitched voice as she shook her head. "Tamara, calm down. We are giving Addanc exactly what he wants." I figured if I could at least lower my voice and try and reason out with her, maybe she could at least listen. "No." She sneered, locking her gaze on mine.

"You are the one giving him what he wants, Ryker. He knows I am a descendant of the most powerful witch to ever walk this part of the country. He knows there's something I could do, and that's why he riled you up in the first place. Think about it; anger clouds and affects one's ability to think properly and make the right decision," she impatiently explained, a sigh leaving her lips as I stood still unconvinced.

"Fucking see this my way. If your father becomes fully animalistic, your mother will soon follow suit." Her voice dipped low as she finally captured my unwavering attention. "How will keeping me alive and losing both your parents benefit you?"

"You're right."

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 05s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "My mother would have come up with a solution had she been in a situation like mine..." She paused, blinking repeatedly as if she had realized something.

"The chalice," she muttered, a smile breaking and forming on her round face.

"This is the right time my mother talked about. I need that gold chalice now. Take me to it." I struggled to understand why she needed it, but nonetheless, I decided to take her to it.

It was safely kept in my office in the pack house, neatly tucked in a white cloth her mother had given to me. We maneuvered past the chaos, with my father being restrained by more than ten warriors at my command. Addanc was nowhere in sight, and luckily, no one knew of his presence yet. I knew he was waiting for us to come here before revealing his sneaky self.

"This is it?" Tamara's shaky hands unwrapped the white cloth in disbelief, then put it on my office table, then stretched the small square-shaped cloth in her hands. She stared at it for a moment before trudging to the window and holding it against the light.

"What the fuck!" I could see a series of words written in gold as the sunlight filtered through the piece of fabric.

"I know how to lift the curse. Addanc will retreat once the curse is broken, then we will prepare for his return." She beckoned me to follow her back to the lobby where my father was being held. She wasted no time as she stood beside my hyperventilating mother and in front of my restrained father.

She spread her arms in the air, shut her eyes, and chanted the spell she had read a minute ago.

"Kama ilivyo haki, kwa mwangaza kuimeza giza, ninakuamrisha ewe pepo nyeusi, uondoke kwenye mwili huu, kwa dunia, kwa maji, kwa hivyo umekombolewa."

My father attempted to break free, but as she chanted the words, he gradually relaxed before finally slumping on the floor.

"Impossible." Addanc's fearful voice snapped our heads in his direction, his eyes wide in disbelief.

"I will be your undoing, Addanc, for I live in this body now." Tamara's voice had changed and sounded angelic and supernatural. Her eyes glowed and changed to a magnificent brown tinged with gray, much like Mimi's while she was telling us about the prophecy.

"You...you..." Addanc stammered out the words, his eyes blinking and unblinking in shock.

"Today I come to her defense, for she is only part witch and part me. My power flows in her, and soon she will avenge for the death you brought upon my innocent creation."