Behind The Alpha Series Book 6 Oliver

OLIVER

I ride the elevator up to my room. After seeing how much Phoenix knows of Ezra, I conclude she’s in the clear. They have no idea what set off the alarms and the machine guns. They have an extremely blurry picture of the wolf. It moved too fast for the camera apparently. They’re scouring the city, but they pretty much have squat to go on.

With that aside, now I have to figure out what Ezra was thinking running away like that.

I slide the key card in the slot and open the door. I walk in and it’s eerily quiet.

I arch a brow and look around the living room and kitchen. “Ez?”

I step into the room and a breeze catches my attention.

I turn my head to the balcony and Ezra is standing on the railing. Her arms are straight out to her sides and her head is raised like she’s preparing for a swan dive.

“JESUS!” I run to the balcony, grab the back of shirt and pull her back onto the concrete pad. I slam her back on the wall. After swallowing my heart, I glare at her. “WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?” I point to the railing. “YOU'RE JUST DETERMINED TO KILL YOURSELF, AREN'T YOU?! ANSWER ME!!” We’re 20 floors up and my voice carries across the city.

“NO! I WAS FEELING THE COLOR!” She growls back.

I look behind me and scan the buildings then look up. The moon is a deep blue moon.

“Shit.” I search my mind. “I forgot.” I turn back to her. “Even still…get inside.” I let her go and point to the door. With all this, I didn’t even notice the moon.

I walk in behind her and lock the door. “I want to know what is going on with you.”

She flops on the couch. “Nothing is going on.” She picks up the remote and turns the TV on.

‘Phoenix City is preparing for the largest Blue Moon ball in its history tonight. With the blue ribbon cutting of the new Blue Moon Palace. The building was commission by his Majesty Zeta Alpha Zander Maximus. It’s touted as being his palace away from home and he has opened it for this one, very special night…”

“Figures.” I grumble as I snatch the remote and click it off.

“Ollie, I want to go. I want to wear a pretty dress.” She bounces a bit on the couch.

I hold a finger in her face. “That is a huge hell no.”

I walk away and take off my jacket because I’m so irritated, I’m hotter than fuck right now.

“Why not?” She follows me into the kitchen.

“Because Ezra…” I grab a bottle of water and down half of it. I turn and point to the front door. “You killed two men and put 10 more in the fucking hospital! If it wasn’t for the goddamn pool, your ass would be dead! No!”

“I had to find you.”

“You had to stay where you were! I don’t need you here right now.” I slam the bottle down and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. I run my fingers through my increasingly damp hair.

“I go where I want!” She yells.

I walk up to her and point in her face. “You could have died. I want to love you, Ezra, I really do, but not if you keep acting like I don’t exist. Like I don’t matter and you can run off and do whatever your wolf wants!”

She stands up. “You don’t get to tell me what to do, Alpha.” Her teeth clench.

“I…am the Alpha. Not you.” I point to my chest then hers. I glare into her eyes and point to her nose. “I say what goes. I won’t have you almost getting yourself killed because you want to be the spoiled fucking brat!”

She wipes her face and points back. “I came here to find you. I wanted to show you how good I was. I wanted you to see I was better.”

I look at her neck and see a chain. My brows cinch and my face fills with concern. I grab her shoulder and yank the chain out of her shirt.

“LET GO!” She screams and pushes me back. The chain snaps off and I stumble back.

She feels her neck and looks at me in shock.

I look to my hand and open it revealing a half gone vial of Croak.

The air becomes extremely thick as my anger boils more. I feel electric all over. I hold the vial up to her.

“THIS?! THIS IS WHAT YOU FUCKING CALL GOOD?!” My anger feels way more than it should be, but the thought of her with the thing that almost killed her is fueling the rage inside.

“GIVE IT BACK! IT’S MINE!” She rushes me and swings punches at my head. “GIVE IT BACK!!!” She growls loud and I dodge out of the way.

I shove her away from me. I feel my body sweat as my wolf goes insane in my chest. “NO, EZRA! WHAT DON’T YOU GET ABOUT THIS STUFF ALMOST KILLING YOU?!” I shake the vial at her.

“I NEED IT!” She tries to take it from me and I keep it out of her reach. She swings and lands a punch on my jaw. Pain and shock shoots through me as I register that she just clocked me. My head is push to the side and I lift my eye to her as I rub my chin. Contempt fills my face.

“You're an addict, Ezra. I refuse to love an addict!!” I growl darkly. I rush to the balcony doors and open them.

“OLIVER!!!”

I take hopping steps to the railing, pull the Croak back and with a loud growl, I throw the vial out into the city.

I feel the air explode in electricity all over my body as the bottle sails into the sky. It’s red gleam hits the blue moon that peaks and my chest is hit with a force that pulls me to the apartment.

“NOOOO!”

My face fills with confusion as I turn around. Ezra leaves out the front door and I feel my chest. The snapping in it feels like a rope that’s connecting her to me and me to her.

My eyes widen. “EZRA!!”

I run to the front door. I look around and can’t see her.

I run to the stairwell and jump the 20 sets of stairs to the lobby.

I run into the empty lobby and the bond snaps as I sweat in the spot. I look to the doors to the city. “Fuck no.”

I rush outside and run down the street.

“EZRA!!” I jog around the second main street, looking down alleys and storefronts.

I run up the first main street and slow my steps. I stop at a pile of fabric on the road. I pick up a piece and stand. Holding it in my fingers, my head turns to the mountain road out to the desert.

The bonds snap weakens to where I can barely feel it. I can only assume it means she’s gone.

“Ezra.” My heart feels like it’s going to rip out of my chest.

I look to the towers and the moon. I lower my head to the torn fabric. My ribs tighten and my body crawls with so many emotions, I can’t make sense of it. My shaking hands crumple the fabric and a growl builds in my chest. “EZZRRAA!!” I shred my clothes and my wolf tears into the desert after her.

I ran through the whole night. I could scent her, her flowers spice was everywhere, but it was getting weaker. I feel the bond snapping, but it would stop and start with no real direction, like it was being interrupted and corrupted.

After hours of searching, the pain in my chest is unimaginable. All my anger and frustration is 1000 times worse. He feels it too. The smashing of my heart is ripping me in two. My wolf stops and lets out a long, painful howl. I can barely feel her and her scent is riding away on the desert wind.

What have I done?

As I continue to run, I’m filled with confusion, pain and anger. It hurts so fucking bad, my wolf can barely stand it. He wants to kill and shred. So do I.

The first day, his hurt built so much, we tore a deer apart just to feel the blood. Nothing makes the pain go away.

Into the next night, the moon is paler and I’m wanting to die. I’m swimming in guilt and fear. I don’t know what she’s doing out there and it’s scaring the fuck out of me.

I lied to her. I can love her. I know I can. It’s this fucking drug. I can’t get past that. I can’t just let her take it. I won’t.

Now, that we’re bonded, I don’t know what to do. I can’t just mark her when she’s like this. I want to cure her. I want her in a right frame of mind when that happens. She’s too messed up right now. I can’t mark her if she’s going to continue her addiction.

But I refuse to reject her and I won’t accept a rejection from her. There has to be something out there that can fix this. Until that’s found, I’ll walk around with an unfulfilled mate bond. I don’t care how long it takes. If it kills me, so fucking what. It can’t be any worse than what I feel right now.

By the time I hit the border of Eden, my wolf is so depressed, he wants to tear himself apart.

I trot onto my driveway and he whines. I raise my head and the bond snaps back and forth faster and floods me with everything I’ve been feeling since I left Phoenix. Hate, anger, fear, betrayal…love.

I shift and take slow steps to the front door.

She stands and her dark, beautiful eyes look at me like I’m some sort of monster.

I swallow. “Ezra.”

She puts her closed hand out in front of her, turns it over and opens it. Two empty vials fall and smash on the stone. I look at the glass then back up at her.

Her lip curls. “You don’t control me.” She grinds as her eyes glow red.

My eyes narrow. My heart races and the bond speeds up with it. I stride up to her side and lean to her. I want to kiss her so bad it’s killing me.

I lock her eyes. “Then this…” I motion my finger between the two of us. “Won’t fucking happen.”

“I don’t want it.” She snarls.

“I don’t want it either.” I spit and leave her on the doorstep. I climb the stairs to my room, heartbroken.

I take the hottest shower I can try to ignore the draw I have for her. I feel the changes forming inside and I’m fighting my wolfs instincts like it was a civil war.

I dry off and slide on a pair of boxers.

I sit on the edge of my bed and feel it torture me. Her scent is suffocating me and my mind is a complete mess.

My wolf shoves his fucking frustration in my face and my heart is destroyed.

My gut is sick and my head is so fucking confused.

My fists ball on my knees as I try to contain all these fucking emotions. I don’t want them. Not with all this pain.

My body shakes and she invades my head.

I slowly shake my head and a growl grows. The ball I created in the pit of my stomach explodes and I grab my lamp and throw it. It smashes through my bedroom window and I drop my head into my hands.

I slam myself into my bed and try to shut myself down. She’s a few doors down, but she’s right here inside me.

Make it stop. God…Please make it stop.