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Chapter 19: Unwanted guest – Part 2/2

After my shower, I went back into my bedroom only to find it empty. I looked all over for Amelia, but she wasn’t in the room. Quickly getting dressed, I began to search the house for her, worry creeping into the pit of my stomach. I began to panic as Amelia was nowhere to be found. I rushed outside, hoping she may be there, but instead of finding Amelia, I found my father standing by the sunflowers and basking in them.

I stopped abruptly, “Dad, what are you doing here?” I asked as calmly as I could.

He turned around to face me, clasping his hands behind his back. “Hello, son, I’m here to clean up the mess that you have created.”

My chest heaved at the thought of what his words meant. “What are you talking about?” I hesitantly asked.

He rolled his eyes. “The human Damon, I know all about her and what you’ve done. I did not hand this pack down to you, just for you to destroy the very foundation of it all.” He said in a raised voice.

Every muscle in my body tensed up, and my hands balled into fists. “Where is Amelia?” I asked.

My father stepped closer to me. “She’s not here, and you won’t find her,” He said, almost sounding proud, and this was when my wolf clawed at the surface, trying to free himself so he could find our mate.

My heart was racing now at the thought of her being harmed. “What did you do with her?” I demanded to know.

He straightened himself. “The human is far away from here and from you. Once I have taken care of her, you will be free of that pesky mate bond and can mate with someone of our kind, but not before receiving your punishment for mingling with that disgusting human.” He sneered.

I took a taunting step towards my father, my lip twitching with anger. “Tell me where she is now!” I boomed.

My father took me by surprise as he hauled back and hit me square in the jaw. His strength has depleted over the years, but it still hurt like a mother fucker, causing me to stumble backwards. “Watch your tone with me, boy! I may not be the Alpha anymore, but I am still your father, and I have more hold over this pack than you ever will.” He hollered.

I stared at my father as he fixed his clothing, the fury building within me was overwhelming now. “You don’t get to tell me who I should be with, and you don’t control who I am mated to, dad. Amelia is not like those hunters; she is different.” I told him reassuringly.

He scoffed. “Really, you think so? Have you done any investigating on her? Can you say that you truly know her?” He questioned with a brow raised.

I hadn’t done any digging on her, I only knew what she had told me, but he didn’t need to know that. “Yes, I have. I know enough about her to say that she isn’t anything like them. I feel it in my soul.”

My father let out a deep chuckle. “Then how about you go down to the dungeons and ask Mr and Mrs hunter who their daughter is?” He said with a grin.

I stood there like a statue for a beat, my brain soaking in my father’s words, “Your lying.”

He lifted his arm and motioned with his hand towards the dungeons. “If your so sure, then go ask.” He said cockily.

I spun on my heels and marched towards the dungeons. Unable to comprehend that the pair of hunters currently locked up in one of the cells could possibly be Amelia’s parents, if she were their daughter, that would mean she is destined to be a hunter and next in line to be the heir of the Red Ryder’s.

I reached the dungeons and practically flew down the stairs. I now stood outside the cell where the leaders of the Red Ryders were being held. My throat felt like a desert as I swallowed roughly, and my heart began to pound out of my chest.

I wrapped my hands around the bars, gripping them tightly. “Who’s your daughter?” I questioned in a clipped tone.

The man stood from the bench and approached the bars but remained a safe distance back. “We don’t have a daughter.” He said calmly.

A growl slipped through my lips, and I ground my teeth. “Don’t fucking lie to me. WHO THE FUCK IS YOUR DAUGHTER?” I boomed, running out of patience and needing to know the answer, needing to know if my father was right.

The woman now stood from the bench, coming to stand at her husband’s side. She placed a hand on his shoulder, relaxing his tense demeanour. “Why do you ask?” She questioned calmly and with a neutral expression.

My chest vibrated as a growl surfaced, echoing throughout the cell. “Who is your daughter?”

She sucked in a deep breath. “Our daughter’s name is Amelia. Now, tell me, where is she?” She asked, still remaining calm and collected, unlike her husband, whose hands were now balled into fists and jaw was clenched tightly.

My hands fell from the bars, and I took a step back from the cell; my chest, now burning from the ache growing within at the realization that we could never be together, Amelia and I were born to be enemies.

I looked to my left to see my father standing there with a smug smile on his face, hands clasped behind his back. “I told you, son, I would never lie to you.”

My whole world was crashing down around me. My mate and the love of my life is the daughter of Lynn and Christopher Brown, the leaders of the Red Ryder group. Meaning Amelia would have to take their place once they are gone and become a hunter; her sole purpose would be to kill my kind. I couldn’t handle this; my entire being didn’t want to accept any of this. I wanted Amelia, I needed her, she was the other half of me, but now she was forbidden, like the fruit.

I stormed out of the cells without saying another word, needing to clear my head. I could hear Lynn’s broken voice behind me, but my head was too clouded to make out what she said and at this moment, I didn’t care.

I rushed outside, trying to catch my breath, my chest tightening with each gasp of air. I shredded my clothes and shifted into my wolf, allowing the beast to come forth. As soon as his paws hit the soft ground, he ran into the woods, racing through the trees. His large paws thudded against the ground, kicking up dirt and eliminating all other sounds around us. My wolf’s fur swayed around as the wind blew past us.

Finally, he stopped at the edge of a cliff and sat down before gazing out into the open. My wolf let out a loud huff, feeling defeated and lost, not knowing how to handle this situation.

Amelia was born to become a hunter, the very thing that has taken the lives of so many good people, my mother included. But Amelia was my mate, and now that we are mated, the only way to break the bond is death.

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