The Supreme Alpha

Author's note: This is from Duke's point of view

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I knew that my wolf was watching. Actually, he was more than watching, he was reliving all those memories as me, as he was there personally, and I wanted him to experience every wonderful moment because only like that he will realize why I'm not willing to give up. 

I can give up on everything, but not on Serina. 

The scenery flipped, and Serina and I found ourselves on the meadow. I was taking her to the riverbank I found previously. It was not far from the spot where our classmates were making rafts, but it provided privacy because I wanted her only for myself.

I removed my t-shirt in one swift move and stole a glance at Serina who was blushing profusely. 

I smirked victoriously. Serina was flustered. Mission accomplished. 

I did my best not to gawk at her openly when she removed her clothes to reveal her perfect form in the bathing suit and I was grateful for water hiding my body because I didn't want her to see how aroused I was. And then I held her hands and taught her how to swim.

The environment changed into an urban one. Serina and I shared a strawberry ice cream pie at the sweet shop in London, three blocks away from my apartment.

We laid on the roof of the high school and talked about anything and everything.

I followed her and stood in the hallway while sneakily listening to her playing the piano.

And then we reunited, and I managed to get into her car and steal a kiss by telling her how I will show her magic… and she said that it was magical.

He saw her brave, flustered, happy, sad, vulnerable… I even showed him her lustful expression and the way she looked at me when I told her that she is my everything the first time, and the second one, and many other times after that. 

There were so many memories about me and Serina, each one was unique, special, filling me with the joy of being with her, and there was grief at the thought that I didn't know what was going on with her at that moment.

She was definitely hurt, and she could be… I didn't want to think about it.

I turned to see my copy standing next to me in a daze.

"Do you get it now? Do you get how important Serina is? THIS is why I don't care about digging out old graves. I want to have more moments like these with her, and you took it away!"

I was angry. I wanted to jump at him and rip him into a million pieces in order to calm my rage, but the truth was that I felt helpless and weak. The thought of Serina being hurt was eating me alive.

"As long as Serina is alive, I will never give up.", I said, and he didn't move.

"And if she is dead, you can take over this body."

His head snapped, and he looked at me with a frown.

"Without Serina, I don't need a body.", I said honestly. "But you can't kill me without harming yourself. At most, you can suppress me in a corner of this mind we are sharing. You should know that I will be waiting, and anytime you get a chance for happiness, I will come to spoil it for you."

"You are determined to suffer.", he said.

I shook my head. "Without Serina, I have nothing to lose."

He looked at me for some time with an unreadable expression before speaking. "The fact that I didn't feel the bond breaking, means that Serina is alive."

I was not sure if I should believe him, but I still asked, "Are you saying that you can feel her?"

"I don't feel her. I just know."

Well, that was some vague bullshit.

"So, what's your plan, wise guy?", I asked. "Are you going to fight me again? Let's imagine that you win. What will you do? If Serina is alive, do you think she will accept you after you deny her my existence? And if she is dead, can you live without her? Or do you still think that avenging the deaths of people you never met is more important?"

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I opened my eyes and I found myself in a stone room without windows and the door was made out of metal bars that were thick as my arm.

I realized that I can't move.

My arms, legs, torso, and even my head were restricted, like I was glued to the wall behind me, standing upright.

I wanted to open my mouth, but my jaw wouldn't budge.

What the hell?

Is this another trick of my wolf?

'Calm down, Mateo', I told myself. I need to figure out my situation in order to get out of here.

'SLAP!'

The whole left side of my face flashed in pain.

"What the fuck!?", I squeezed through my teeth, because something was holding my jaw in place.

"He doesn't look so tough", a female voice said, and it took me a moment to realize that was Calista.

Calista! Did she come to my mind, or…

'SLAP!'

This time my right side was throbbing, and I felt like my cheek is going to fall off.

Now I could see her standing in front of me.

"STOP!", I shouted how much I could through my teeth when I saw her raising her arm again, ready to deliver another slap.

What the hell was wrong with her?

She scrutinized me. "Would a feral Alpha tell someone to stop hitting him?"

"He might be tricking you so that we let him free", I heard Lazarus's voice from the side.

'SLAP!'

My left ear was buzzing and if I was not feral so far, this would do the trick.

"What are you trying to accomplish by hitting me?", I asked. "This is me. Mateo."

"Mateo?", Calista asked. "What about your wolf?"

I paused. What about him? "I don't know." I really didn't.

'SLAP!'

This woman is crazy. No matter what I say, I will be slapped. Should I keep quiet? But how will that help? And why is her hand so heavy?

"Stop hitting me and let me go. I need to go to Serina…"

'SLAP!'

"Will you stop that!?", I snapped irritably. Mates or not, how can Sergio stand this violent woman?

"This one was for Serina, you bastard!", Calista said angrily. "What did you do to her?"

How do I explain that I was fighting my wolf and Serina got between us? Will Calista believe me? But that was not important. There were two things I needed to find out.

First thing first. "What do I need to do so that you release me?"

And second. "Where is Serina? How is she? Is she OK?"

Of course, she was not OK. If she was, she would be here instead of this aunt from hell.

"We will be asking questions", Sergio said from the side. "Depending on your answers, we might let you go, or…"

I didn't want to know what that 'or' option was. "Start with the questions…"

It seemed that I needed to prove my sanity in order to regain my freedom.

Several slaps and a hundred questions later, I found myself able to move. They released my head and loosened my arms and legs enough to stretch, but I was still chained to the wall. Damn it!

I understood that Fynn, Lazarus, and Sergio were standing on the side, while Calista took the front because she was the angriest and the only one who would not be impacted by my Alpha command.

Well, Lazarus was angry also, but after his scuffle with my wolf, he was wary of me. It was a good feeling, I just wish it was me who gave him that beating, and not my wolf.

"You didn't tell me about Serina. Where is she?", I asked Calista and her eyes narrowed. Will she slap me again?

"Away from you.", Calista responded.

This didn't sound right. "Serina wouldn't do that."

"But she is.", Calista snapped at me. "Why would she be close to a man who harmed her?"

I shook my head. "It was an accident, and she knows it. I would never harm her, and neither would my wolf. I need to talk to her."

"How do we know that your wolf wouldn't harm her?", Lazarus asked, and I turned to look at him.

"You know why."

Lazarus's face fell. "You are mates."

Sergio waved at the other three and they left the room, obviously to discuss what to do with me.

I hated to admit it, but at this point, only Lazarus made sense. Others were either too scared or too violent to think straight.

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