The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate

CHAPTER 13— I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN

Quinn positioned herself for a fight, and the pack members around her backed away, giving her the

space she needed. They were afraid, but at least they didn’t leave the injured members behind, they

were pulling them away with them, saving them.

The rogue was the first to attack and Quinn didn’t find it hard to sight its advances. Its attack was

powerful, but it was nonstrategic. He was big…big and slow…but one hit from it could bring her to her

knees…she had to thread carefully.

Growling, Quinn walked slowly around it, and its eyes followed her with a lethal gaze. Red eyes that

were lost and filled with bloodlust, red eyes full of pain…if she left her home to become a rogue

because of Jeo and Delilah, would she too turn out like this?

Become feral enough to not be able to distinguish wrong from right…

Become feral enough to lose control…

Quinn snapped her teeth at it, this time striking first with an aim for its neck. It countered her attack, but

she was still able to bring it off its feet. It landed on its back and Quinn jumped atop of it, exerting

dominance with a growl. Her lips slid back, showcasing the teeth she’d sink into its neck before howling

in victory.

It was struggling beneath her, trying to break free from her grasp, but Quinn did not let it. Her teeth

fought to lodge between its neck, but it was persistent to live. The struggle got more powerful, and its

canines sunk into her front leg, drawing a cry of pain from her lips.

She wanted to pull back, but if she did, she’d lose the blatant chance to injure it.

Tilting her head back, her teeth rammed into the left side of its neck, the spot he’d foolishly left open to

attack her. Blood filled her mouth, and the howl that left its lips rang against her ears. The attack

must’ve been unexpected and painful.

Its hind legs kicked against her belly, the strength in each attack gradually weakening as its life slowly

drained away. When it stopped moving permanently, Quinn stepped away from it…looking down at its

pitiful form. It had been big and bad not too long ago, and now it was close to taking its last breath.

It was panting, eyes open and staring at her with so much sorrow that Quinn felt sorry. The farmers

were rejoicing, praising her…but wasn’t it them who’d sent rotten fruits to her home?

Quinn twisted away from them, eyes meeting that of the girl she had saved and some other people

behind her. Alpha Zayd was there, Jeovanni too.

“Are you alright?” The words were the same, but they came from two different people.

Quinn nodded towards alpha Zayd, not even glancing at Jeo. There was concern on his face, a curious

crease between his eyebrows, was he worried…for her? She changed forms despite the pain, sitting

against the grass with a badly injured arm and without clothes. “Nobody died, but some of the farmers

were injured, get them to the hospital before their wounds become fatal.”

“Think about yourself first. You are injured, Quinn. Let’s get you to the hospital.”

“I’m fine.” Quinn said to Jeo.

“As much as I would want to agree with you, little red…you’re not fine.” Alpha Zayd took off his jacket

as he approached her, and Jeo did the same. “Your arm needs to be taken care of, listen to your

leader.”

He offered her his jacket, and Jeo did too. Quinn looked between them both, why did they have to do

this at the same time? Was this some sort of competition?

Quinn sighed, reaching for alpha Zayd’s. At least his wasn’t the same color as Delilah’s dress. She

draped it around her, basking in the warmth of the alpha’s scent and the sudden comfort she felt. He

helped her to her feet, pulling her against his side and though he was still wearing a white shirt, she

could feel how taut his muscles were; thick and bulging, he felt too masculine to be real. His touch,

every second of it brought her intense and memorable sparks, drowning her in a feeling of belonging…

even her wolf felt relaxed around him.

“Thank you…that girl you saved was my sister, but the negligence of your pack members is far too

much to be overlooked.” He was looking at Jeovanni as he spoke. “As alpha, shouldn’t you make sure

that the pack is protected…especially on a day like this?”

Jeovanni took a calming breath, withdrawing his jacket and throwing it over his shoulder. “I didn’t think

tha~”

Before he could finish, the young girl Quinn had saved interrupted him. “It’s not his fault, even the

patrollers want to have fun too. Who wouldn’t want to go to a party?”

“Shut up, Isabella…shut up before I ram that tree limb into your mouth.”

The girl laughed, but the sound was short-lived, a growl from behind had everybody turning towards the

rogue. It struggled to its feet, growling intimidatingly at everyone while blood dripped down its chin. Jeo

stepped forward, but Quinn held him back. “Leave it…it’s badly injured, it cannot fight. It might be feral,

but even a mindless wolf knows when to back down.”

“Why are you always leaving the rogues alive? If you don’t kill them, they’ll return.”

“No, they’ve never returned…every rogue I’ve taken down has never come back.” The rogue staggered

back as if knowing it was outnumbered, and then it ran off into the direction of the pack borders. “The

other three must’ve already left.”

“You can’t sympathize with rogues, Quinn.”

“I wasn’t going to, not this time. I was going to kill it since it had the nerve to hurt my people.” Quinn

released him, looking at him with an expressionless gaze. “But then I realized that at the rate at which

things are currently going, I might become a rogue too.”

A look of guilt flashed briefly across his face before disappearing. “That won’t happen.” He grabbed at

her good hand, pulling her from against Alpha Zayd. “Stop spouting nonsense and let’s get you to a

doctor, as for the injured farmers, get them to the hospital as well…”

He started walking in the direction out of the woods, and Quinn followed, looking back when alpha

Zayd shouted. “Little red!”

She raised her brow and he smiled. “I’ll see you again, my beautiful bundle of flames.”

Jeovanni didn’t let her respond, he quickened his steps, dragging her off a far distance away before Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

speaking. “Take it off.”

Quinn looked at him, confused. “What are you talking about?”

“His jacket, Quinn…take it off. When I offered you mine, it meant that you shouldn’t have taken his…his

awful scent is making my head hurt.”

“But I don’t want to take it off.”

“Why? Is he your new boyfriend or something now?”

“He isn’t…but I bet if he was, he’d treat me a lot better than you. He genuinely seems to be sweeter,

and he probably wouldn’t leave me for my sister and then get mad when I try to associate with other

people.”

“I’m not mad, Quinn…I’m just…”

“Just what? Do you regret it now? Rejecting me so bold and bitterly?” Quinn laughed, pulling herself

out of his arms. “If that’s ever the case, you’d better keep it to yourself and stay with the person you

rejected me for. I will not come back to you after you humiliated me in front of the whole pack, giving

them a reason to look down on me. Because of you, those same farmers I helped brought fruits that

were spoiled to my doorstep, because of you, I can’t even look at myself and smile again. From the

bottom of my heart, I hate you, Jeo…and it took me tonight to figure that out.”

She pulled the jacket tighter around her, walking off despite his desperate and continuous calls of her

name. She meant what she said, that man she’d loved without bounds for three years, she hated him

now.

He made her sick, to the point where she even wanted to vomit.

She’d contemplated taking him back if he came clean in the beginning, but he’d made his choice…now

that he was mated to Delilah, the thought of taking him back has never run across her mind.