The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate

Zayd followed the scent of the fleeting omega, paws thundering against the earth. He wouldn't let her get away, if he didn't find her tonight, he would not return...his pride would not allow him to. Twisting into the woods, he bolted past the trees...he wasn't anxious, he knew she hadn't gotten far, he knew he'd catch her. Her efforts were all in vain, a fool she was indeed, and Quinn was probably the same; a fool.

If she'd just given him a hint before, if she'd just said the word, it wouldn't have gotten this far. But a mother trying to kill her own child was a surprise to him, he still couldn't believe it. Why would she even think about doing such a thing?

What exactly happened between the two?

Zayd was clueless and curious, but right now, that wasn't at the forefront of his mind...catching this woman was.

Speeding up, his nostrils flared as he smelled the air, realizing that he was quickly closing in on her. He jumped over a log, eyes drifting across the dark woods until he spotted the brown wolf, running with what was probably her all.

Before she could finish, Zayd wrapped his hands around her throat, squeezing hard. His eyes were filled with red, and he could hear fleet footsteps approaching and distant yelling, but he focused on her cries for help that soon turned into desperate breaths of air.

“It's unfortunate...if you had sincerely apologized for what you'd done to my mate, I'd have considered sparing you. Your mate begged me to, after all, but you show no regret, not a single ounce of guilt. Quinn isn't the one who deserves to die, you do. *

His hands pressed harder against her throat and she started to choke, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she struggled to live, struggled to breathe. He'd never dreamed of killing his mate's mother, and he never thought it'd make him happy, but watching as the life drained from her eyes had adrenaline pumping through him.

A smile slipped across his lips, the bloodlust he'd known all his life slipping into him like a ghost, one he always welcomed. But that smile disappeared when he was suddenly grabbed from behind and forced away from her.

She coughed, sucking in an immense amount of air, and Zayd yanked himself free, crawling back towards her. He wasn't done yet, she wasn't dead yet...

His hand reached for her neck again, but once more, they grabbed him, pinning him against the floor. The patrol men...did they want to die too?

His eyes that were once hazel changed to red and he growled. “Let go of me...”

He could smell their fear, the same fear he wanted to gobble up, but two men turned into three and three into four and six and eight...holding him captive, keeping him away from his goal.

Even as they held him down, his eyes drifted towards Kathrine. The panting woman who kept crawling as far away from him as possible. It might not be this day, but he'd kill her himself another. “She's trying to flee, catch the fugitive that poisoned your beta!”

Ji SN]