MATED TO THE BIG BAD ALPHA - CHAPTER 129

Mufasa gently stroke his short white beard.
“Interesting,” he mumbled then scribbled away in his book.
“Alpha,” Jericho called to Wayne, begging him to not do anything rashly. This situation would spiral into something else if not treaded well with wisdom.

“I’m not taking her, Jericho. I’m not taking Olive to them,” Wayne declared with his teeth bared. Jericho flinched.
“Yikes, Alpha. I’m not asking you to. Don’t put that rage out on me,” he stated and frowned.
Mufasa chuckled while Wayne exhaled and looked at his mate. Olive was still dazed. And scared. Things were going in the wrong direction. How in the world did they get to Shem of all people?

“I sensed dark energy in the hall and knew when I saw that lady that it was coming from her. So I asked the guys to keep an eye on her,” Wayne answered her thoughts. Olive furrowed her brows.
“What…lady?” she asked.
“The one with the talkative mother.”
Olive gasped.
“What? She? She had the dark energy?”
Wayne nodded.
“I noticed how she was looking at me with piercing eyes and thought she was weird. But then, she’s not the only one who’s looked at me that way tonight.”

Wayne frowned even deeper.
“What do you mean she’s not the only one?” he practically asked in a growl. Olive shrugged.

“I am aware that I am in a position every reasonable lady will love to possess. Do you think ladies like Gia would hand me smiles after I just stole the position of their dreams?” Olive questioned and ruffled her mate’s hair. Wayne’s face relaxed and he smiled sideways.

“I’m not very sure ladies wanted to be by my side that much. I’m not the regular dream man you see,” he drawled segzily. Olive lowered her face to his and rubbed her nose against his ice cold one.
“You, my mate is the picture of oozing segz appeal. Rich, hot, dangerous. That sounds a lot like a dream man,” Olive whispered seductively and captured his lips in a kiss.

Jericho and Mufasa watched with amusement.
“Should we give them privacy, or ba-ng them on the heads with a frying pan?” Jericho muttered to Mufasa.

“If we do that, I reckon Shem wouldn’t be the only one in danger of dying. We would too. Tonight’s their mating night, their high as the moon,” Mufasa replied.

That moment, two men rushed into the room, interrupting the mates.
“Who the hell allowed Wayne to go on a freezing frenzy? His whole quarters feels like the North Pole!” Jake raked as soon as they entered.
“Feels like that chill doesn’t easily leave. I’m still freezing even right here,” Crusoe let out and rubbed his palms together.
“Exactly. I’m still freezing,” Jericho attested and pocketed his arms.

“I’m not…I’m not that cold. It wasn’t that cold,” Olive muttered, no longer kissing Wayne. All eyes turned to her including Wayne’s.

“Are you kidding me right now, Olive?” Jericho asked.
Mufasa peered at her thoughtfully then immediately scribbled down in his book.
“I’m getting sick of all that writing, Mufasa!” Wayne barked.

“I’m not the cause of your problems, Knight. I’m only trying to help you solve them. Now, about the younger Knight. What are we going to tell them? We’ve spent close to half the allotted time already.”
“I’m not taking Olive with me. I’ll go alone,” Wayne said with a note of finality.
“And what happens to Shem then?” Jericho questioned.

Wayne stayed quiet and leaned back on the chair.
“Wayne, let me come with you. It’s me they want. At least I’d show up, you’d get Shem and we fight our way back out,” Olive said gently to Wayne despite his resolved look.
“What are we talking about?” Jake asked.
“Let me guess. The abductor called and required an exchange for Shem,” Crusoe stated.

“Yes, and Wayne doesn’t want me to go. I mean, let’s even hear them out first,” Olive shrugged.
“You’re not coming with me and that’s final. I can’t risk you to two dangers on the day of our mating ritual. We hardly escaped the Shadow Leech and that was because you could suddenly control fire. I’m not letting you face something else in hopes of fighting it out.”

The entire hall went quiet.
“You were attacked by a Shadow Leech? Today? Here in Balendin Pack?” Mufasa asked.
He was so dazed he couldn’t even write in his book. Wayne exhaled and placed his fingers strategically over his forehead again. Olive glanced at him then at Mufasa.

“Yes. We were driving here from the mating ground when our driver soundly took into the woods and crashed dangerously into a tree. There was fuel but the car didn’t blow up. The Shadow Leech came forth afterwards.”

“You say the car didn’t blow up despite the leaking fuel and dangerous crash, Olive?”
“Yes. We even tried to create sparks on the car with our claws after it began attacking us, but not even one formed.”

Mufasa scampered over to his shelves on the wall.
“That is a fire draining Shadow Leech. Very rare breed and dangerous,” he said as he pulled out a small book from the midst of huge ones. He took it back to the table and flipped it open to a page where there was a rough, charcoal pencil sketch of the Shadow Leech.
“No amount of physical fire can burn in its presence. And usually, when it attacks, nothing can save its prey.”

“But the two of you are sitting down here right now,” Jericho muttered.
“Because Olive could suddenly control fire!” Mufasa exclaimed and turned to his big book. He flipped it and hit his palm against a page.

“I knew it. The only energy that can thaw Knight’s ice is an energy that came from the source of his power. I said something like this the other day, didn’t I? Knight is ice, his mate is the only one that can thaw his dangerous power. What more can thaw ice than heat? Now my puzzle makes sense.”

“Fire and ice,” Crusoe drawled.
“Dangerous,” Jericho drawled.
“Invincible,” Jake’s drawled.
“Monstrous,” Mufasa added then smiled brightly.

“Olive my dear, you should be able to thaw that ice jar and your frozen bedroom. More importantly, you and your mate can walk into the midst of those abductors and walk out unscathed with the younger Knight.”
Wayne raised an eyebrow at Mufasa.

“There’s only one problem,” Wayne spoke up.
“I don’t know how to control fire and only coughed it out. How exactly am I going to walk alongside Wayne breathing fire like a dragon?”
“I have you covered, Olive dear,” Mufasa grinned but everyone else in the room frowned.

“It’s not what I’m thinking, is it?” Jericho asked.
“Mufasa?” Jake uttered.
Mufasa gave a toothy grin.
“d@mn. It’s exactly what we’re thinking,” Crusoe cussed.

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To Be Continued
Written by Authoress Hossy