The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 104

On Quinn’s desperate journey to get to her destination, she’d stopped to rest more times than she’d wanted to. She didn’t want to strain her wolf, and then it’d end up going into hibernation again…or even end up vanishing for good…

So she’d taken the necessary precautions and rested when she felt like she couldn’t go on…

She made it to Jeo’s pack borders when it was past 2:00am. The sky was dark, and yet the full moon and the twinkling stars scattered across it made it seem so bright. The breeze was heavier here than it was at Zayd’s pack, weighing her down with a cold atmosphere that would’ve made her tremble if she weren’t in her wolf form.

A shaky breath left her lips as she crossed the borders…she hadn’t stepped foot on these lands since that day everything went down, and she found out that Jeo and Delilah were scheming to hurt her alongside Kathrine…and she hadn’t planned to.

However, right now, she felt as though she had to. Her steps were hesitant as if she were afraid, and as the sound of the patrollers approached…she felt even more pressure squeeze her down to her knees.

They surrounded her, all in their human forms…for they knew…they knew despite what they’d all done to her, she wouldn’t hurt them.

“Quinn…is that…is that really you?”

Quinn’s eyes searched the woods, until she saw Cannon slip from behind a tree. She felt safer now, safe enough to transform back into the skin of her human. He stepped up to her and the patrollers gave him way. “Why are you here? You aren’t supposed to be here.”

“Why not? Zayd’s here, isn’t he? What is he doing? What has he already done?”

“Something you wouldn’t want to see.” He took off his shirt, handing it. “Turn back, Quinn…this is me protecting you again, just like last time.”

Quinn shook her head as she took the shirt, using it to cover her bareness. It drifted down to her thighs, not hiding a lot, but hiding enough. “Is it Jeo? Did Zayd kill him? Cannon, you know what will happen if he dies, why would you sit back and let that happen?”

“Jeo is fine, Jeo isn’t the one he came here for. Leave.”

“Then if not Jeo, then who…?” Quinn shoved past him as the pieces fitted together in her head. Kathrine was imprisoned here…did he come here to kill her off? “Is it my…I mean Delilah’s mother?”

“Yes…”

“But I…I never told him I wanted her dead.”

“I suppose that’s why he didn’t tell you why he was coming here. For the last time,” He grabbed her hand, stopping her. “Go back.”

Quinn shook her head again. She remembered, the last mission they went on together, he’d done this too. He’d grabbed her hand when she told him she’d be going back…he’d tried to stop her from witnessing something that would scar her for life…

However, back then, it was something she definitely had to see even if it would hurt, and right now, this was something she had to see as well. She yanked her hand out of his. “I’m sorry, Cannon…I’ll have to disobey you again.”

She ran off further into the lands, and she could hear him stopping the patrollers from pursuing her. The closer she got, the faster her heart pounded…

But then she stopped, peering up at the tree she’d always put her hope in. It was still a mess…The branches that had fallen from its stem had now turned to dust…but now new branches were being formed…small branches, the tiniest in size with abnormally green leaves that were just as tiny.

Quinn’s hand ran slowly against the bark, and then she patted the tree…a way of congratulating it for surviving the tough weather and making it to the smooth one. She hoped it wouldn’t fall again, no matter how old it got.

It was once the tallest and biggest tree in these woods, she hoped it would now amount to nothing less than that.

Continuing on her path, she finally made it onto the clear part of the land. She headed into the direction of the prison and that’s when she started to pick up on Zayd’s scent…not only his, but Jeo’s…and Kathrine’s and her father’s…

And she…she could smell blood…her ‘aunt’s’ and her father’s blood.

At the whiff of it, she missed a step, almost falling flat on her face, but only ended up falling on her knees. Her mouth tasted just like the blood she smelled; metallic…and her stomach was twisting in what seemed to be disgust.

Her fingers dug into the low grass as she forced herself back onto her feet. She felt dizzy now…all of a sudden, she felt as though she couldn’t go on.

Still, she trudged on, staggering forward until a bile settled in her throat. Her stomach churned, and she hurled over, vomiting up everything that had been in her stomach. She fell in front of it, breathing heavily and wiping her mouth.

F*ck…what was this? She’d smelled blood before, what was wrong with her?

She tried to get up, but then stopped when she saw Zayd rushing towards her…his gamma, his beta and Jeo all running behind him. He had this look of surprise on his face, and it was mixed with a look of shame…of guilt. “Quinn, how did you…? What are you doing here?!”

That same question again…the same one Jeo had asked her before rejecting her that awful f*cking night. She chuckled bitterly, and he sighed, stopping in front of her. “Quinn, I…this shouldn’t have…” He grabbed beneath her arm, helping her to her feet. “You’re not okay at the moment. Let’s talk about this back at home. Frederick, take her back with you, I’ll be with you guys soon.”

Frederick took her from his arms, and Quinn shrugged him away from her. “I’m fine, don’t touch me, none of you touch me.”

Frederick looked towards Zayd who fanned his hand to dismiss him. “Let her be.”

He then turned to Quinn, who staggered past him. “Red…?”

“Are they dead?”

“No, but they’re…” Instead of finishing, he went silent and Quinn didn’t ask further…it was best to see for herself.

Their steps echoed behind hers as she entered the prison, walking her way down to the awful scent of blood that had her stomach doing disturbing flips. She stopped, turning to stare at Kathrine and her father, who sat side by side…watching…waiting…as if they knew she’d come.

Derrick rushed towards the bars, grasping them tight. “Quinn…”

He looked battered and bruised much like Kathrine did…his face was swollen and bloody, he looked pitiful. “Father…”

“Why are you…here? Don’t tell me you came to…save us?”

“Save us?” Kathrine laughed. “If she’s the only one that could save me, I’d gracefully die. If you’re not here to finish us off, leave. We don’t want help from somebody like you…somebody too perfect to even be blamed. You’re lucky to have been born the way you were, because if you were ever an omega…you’d know exactly why I killed your mother and tried to kill you.”

“Kathrine…!” Derrick warned.

“What?! Do you think I’d regret it? Well, I don’t. If I got a second chance, I’d f*cking do it all over again.”

Quinn laughed. “That’s it, say exactly what I wanted you to say…what else? What else do you not regret?”

“I don’t regret anything at all…” Her breath hitched when Quinn opened the door to their cell, slowly tottering towards her. But even as fear caged her, she continued. “I don’t regret ruining your life…in fact, the night Katherina died, I wished you had died along with her.”

“Huh uh?” Quinn grabbed her face, squeezing her jaws tight. “Continue.”

“I’ve hated you since you were a child…watching you grow along with my daughter was a torture I endured all because of Derrick. I never shunned you though, I kept the bitterness to myself, but when it was proven how selfish your kind could be…when the goddess mated you to Jeo…that’s when I decided to stop torturing myself. Delilah gushed over him every night and yet, because you were special, you were the one who got him. So I planned to take him from you and give him to my daughter, who’d wanted him long before you had. I gave him that stupid love potion I bought from that old elder on the streets. He told me to mix it with my daughter’s scent; stargazer lilies and lemons…and guess what, it surprisingly worked, but only for a time.”

“What?” Jeo stepped beyond the door, but Quinn used her free hand to stop him from getting too close.

“What else, Kathrine?” She asked.

“Delilah doesn’t know, I told her to invite him out, have him get used to her. Even though he was under a spell, I wanted her to think his newfound love for her was genuin~”

“You ruined my f*cking life!” Jeo aspired to get closer again, but Quinn glanced at Zayd, and immediately, he knew what that dark gaze meant. He grabbed Jeo, pulling him. “Stay put…she isn’t done yet.”

Quinn turned back to face Kathrine, squeezing her jaws even tighter. “So after making me and my mother out to be selfish, you have come out and confessed to being the selfish one. You ruined someone’s life to better yours. It sucks, Kathrine because it didn’t seem to work.” Her hand drifted down to Kathrine’s neck, grasping the slender flesh as she leaned down to whisper lowly and lethally against her ears. “I didn’t know my mother, but I bet she’d want me to do this.”

Her claws extended, sinking deep into Kathrine’s neck. She pulled away, watching as her mother's dear sister's mouth opened in a silent gasp, her eyes widening in pain. However, Quinn felt nothing but a growing anger; a tremendous amount of hatred as she ripped her claws through Kathrine’s flesh.

She didn’t get to scream, she couldn’t…her body just fell back, splaying blood as it convulsed…she died with those disgusting eyes wide open.

Quinn staggered over to her father, who watched as everything happened with those sad, crocodile tears in his eyes. He hadn’t been crying when he was handing her over to Jake and his men.

She stooped in front of him, gently grabbing his cheek with her bloody hand. “I really loved you dad…I trusted you more than anyone. I never thought you’d ever do that to me, I came to you that night with not a single doubt in my heart. Why did you do it?”

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