Falling in love with my Ex's Alpha Chapter 100

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*This chapter describes scenes that may be considered distressing to some readers, which include: Violence, Gore and Torture.*

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I tremble with anger as he reveals the haunting truth.

Just why, Goddess?

Fuck my life!

Again, this Becca girl is disturbing my fucking life.

I don't need to look at Katie to know that she's as perplexed by this confession as I am.

She loved Becca. Katie almost backed out of our contract because of her.

It seems like this fucker came to open wounds that were already healed.

I'm sure Katie hates me even more now. But I can't think about that right now, dwelling on that is a luxury I can't afford at this moment.

"We were about to get everything we wanted! And you destroyed everything!" he retorts while wincing in pain from the injuries he has on his body.

'Just kill him. Otherwise, I will,' Chad mindlinks me.

'Not yet!' I answer him.

Because I still feel like he's not telling everything. My gut tells me he has more information in store.

"Who told her to attack me?" I order him in my alpha aura, and he looks at me angrily and doesn't respond.

Good.

His scream echoes through the room as I finally break his other hand roughly. He cries in pain, with more tears of blood from his damaged eye.

"I don't know who hired her!" he finally responds.

I like it when my prey prefers to run the risk.

"She never told me! She just informed me what was to be done! I..." he stutters as his body jerks in pain. I catch a glimpse of Katie with her hands over her mouth and wide eyes looking at us.

"I... I just know that it was the same person who told her to steal the prophecy!"

The word 'prophecy' sent a shiver down my spine, instantly setting my senses on high alert. I knew there was more information he wasn't telling me.

"What prophecy?" I emit through gritted teeth, my voice thick with impatience.

"The person hired her to steal a Royal prophecy months ago. We stole it for this person with great difficulty, and then this person started hiring her for more services," he stops to take a deep breath. He tries to move his hand, but he can't.

"What was in this prophecy?" I ask coldly. "Don't lie to me," I grab his forearm, which isn't broken yet, and make a move to break it so he understands what awaits him.

"Please, don't!" he whimpers, "I don't remember—"

I abruptly break his forearm. The sound of the bone breaking is quick but audible. Katie lets out a scream from across the room, and I scent her fear growing stronger.

"Do you think it is enough to revive your memory?" I say through his screams of pain.

"Please, I-I... I don't remember very well. I just know that there was something related to a r-r-red wolf," he blinks heavily, tears flowing without stopping. "Becca said she knew who this red wolf was, but she didn't reveal to this person that she knew who it was," he continues.

I glance at Katie, and a jolt of concern courses through me as I notice the first signs of bruising materializing on her delicate little neck. The faint, ominous marks seem to etch their presence upon her skin, a stark reminder of the violence she has endured.

All of this because of this fucker.

She has such a terrified look on her face that I've never seen before.

Suddenly, I can't take it anymore. I can't leave this fucker alive anymore. He touched what is mine.

She is mine.

If something happened to her... She doesn't even have a wolf to be able to defend herself.

She is so fragile. One more squeeze, and he could have broken her neck.

I take his two broken, unmoving hands in my hands; suddenly, nothing matters anymore. The only thing that matters to me is revenge.

I don't care that I killed his mate. Fuck her, fuck him.

"It was with those hands that you dared to touch my mate, wasn't it?" I smile at him, my voice thick with cruelty. Troy is begging me to kill him.

I put my knee on his chest and pull both of his already broken hands so hard that they are ripped from his arms.

Blood gushes down his body, through Chad's fur and even Katie.

"Well, I guess you won't need them anymore," I say and discard the pieces of his arms that have come loose from his body on the floor.

Katie is scared by my actions. Her scream is muffled by her tiny hands that are on her mouth.

'Let me finish, please, Alpha,' Chad begs me via mindlink.

My instinct is to shout a big 'NO' at him.

I'm the one who must end this motherfucker's life. The hospital is full of people who died as a result of his attack, in addition to the many who lost their lives in the battle.

However, at this moment, I feel that Katie needs me more.

She's scared and hurt by what this fucker did to her.

And she's in shock by my little conversation with him.

I give a short nod, looking into Chad's wolf eyes, and I can see the joy as his fangs start to be exposed, eager for action.

Then I get up and go to Katie; I pick up her fragile body and place it close to mine; she flinches when I touch her, and maybe she doesn't want me anymore after everything she's seen... after she saw this part of me, which is actually the biggest part.

I swear my legs almost give out under me at this possibility, but she eventually gives in.

She naturally hides her face in my neck as I carry her out of the room; before I close the door, I can already hear the fucker screaming 'no' and Chad's wolf brutality tearing out his throat.

I'm glad Katie didn't see it. She's already traumatized enough.