An Alpha for the Demigod (10 page)

Explain.
Please.

The one that cannot be
undone severs the tie completely, your scent will no longer appeal
to him or her. You will no longer be mates. The one that can simply
starts the process over. It’s like a reset button. It severs the
tie that has already been started but if you change your mind you
can start the bonding process again.

I’ll go with the reset
button.

So it will be.

Thank you.

As soon as that last
thought leaves my mind searing white hot agony shoots down the side
of my neck from the claiming mark straight into my heart. I scream
until it’s finally over. A bond that took only seconds to form with
a mistaken bite took three days to sever. It was the worst pain I
have ever felt in my entire life and I never want to experience it
again. My voice is hoarse now because I screamed so
much.

Once my voice is back to
normal it’s back to the daily grind.

Today, finds me with a
sleaze named Rat Bill. Seriously, that’s his name. He’s a fucking
cockroach and I’m supposed to be torturing him for information. I
already got the information I needed. He was easy to break but, I’m
not in the mood for easy. I don’t want easy to end my day early. I
don’t want to go home to an empty house because my fucking mate
didn’t want me.

So, here I am still
torturing Rat Bill because I don’t want to go home, because I’m
still pissed the fuck off, because if I don’t do something
productive the emptiness in my heart is going to eat me alive. Rat
Bill finally wakes up after having passed out from the pain
earlier. I stare coldly at the tools on the table. “Tell me Rat,
does a cockroach scream when it dies?”

He squeals “I don’t know
man! I don’t know!”

I turn around and smile
the coldest smile I can muster. “Well, let’s find out then. Shall
we? You filthy little cockroach.” He screams as I rip out his
insides with a hook. I guess, I finally snapped huh?

I pack up my tools and
step outside to wait for the cleanup crew. I got the number from
Valik so that I could stop asking him every time I needed one.
Especially lately, I’ve gotten more violent than usual. Valik says
he’s concerned. Krealik says if I keep it up it could be me on the
chopping block next but, I just can’t find it in myself to give a
shit anymore. Why should I? The man fate chose for me didn’t even
want me. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that? That’s all I
had left to live for. My mother has her own family so she’s not
alone anymore. She doesn’t need me to survive.

I shout at the sky “What
the fuck am I supposed to do now!!?” I don’t even realize I’m
crying until I collapse on the ground with my head in my hands. By
then though, it’s turned into full blown sobbing. Guess we can add
full on mental breakdown to my list of undesirable personality
traits. I leave once I see the cleanup crew’s van pull up to the
building. I don’t even explain where to find the body like I
usually do. I just get the fuck out of there before they see me
losing my shit.

The next day, I find
myself sitting in an interrogation office like the ones in a human
police department. Krealik is sitting at the table across from me
and Valik is standing behind him. I guess the cleanup crew reported
in about the mess I made last night, and with the recording I sent
in containing the information they’ve probably figured out I
continued the torture even after he gave up the information. I’m in
for one hell of a lecture. Krealik leans forward. He steeples his
fingers and points at me. “I don’t know where to start. What the
fuck is going on with you? You’re spiraling out of
control.”

He throws down Rat Bill’s
case file in front of me and says “That shit right there is what
I’m talking about. What the fuck were you thinking? He gave up the
info at the beginning but you continued and the way you ended it
was…just fucking brutal let’s put it like that. You are one
seriously twisted individual. We all know that but you’ve never
gone this far. So tell me, what happened?”

I sigh and run my hands
over my face. “I found my mate.”

Krealik says, “That’s
great kid but that’s no reason to go off the deep end.”

I bark out a harsh laugh.
“Ugh, yeah it is. He doesn’t want me. The guy is already planning
to bond with someone else so yeah. I’m sorry for losing my shit but
it’s really fucking hard not to.” Jesus, I’m such a fucking loser
nearly crying just talking about this shit. I’m so much stronger
than this.

Krealik stares at me wide
eyed “Shit, I’m sorry. Why don’t you take some time
off?”

I practically shout “No! I
can’t. I can’t handle being alone. I need to work. It’s all I’ve
got left. I’ll try and reign in my anger about it but, I can’t take
time off. I’ll fucking snap if I do.”

He nods and says, “Okay,
no vacation then. Why don’t you go to one of the training rooms and
let your anger out on some equipment?”

I laugh and say, “Nah,
this kind of rage is only going to be taken care of with arson. So,
unless you have some old shack I can burn to the ground then I’ll
handle it myself.”

Valik steps forward and
says, “You can burn my house down. I just bought this place I
wanted to fix up but, the water lines burst and flooded the place
so all the old wood is ruined and I’d have to gut it anyways. So,
you can burn it down and I can start from scratch. Win, win
situation.”

I laugh and say, “Okay,
sounds good to me. I’ll meet you over there in a few hours yeah? I
need to pick up some supplies.”

He nods and pats me on the
shoulder. “See you then. Sorry about, you know.”

I nod. “Thanks.” He walks
out and I’m left alone with Krealik.

He looks at me and says,
“You get this shit under control got it? I really don’t want to
have to find a way to kill your immortal ass.” He walks out before
I can reply. I shrug and walk out. I have to make a trip to the
store before I head to Valik’s. First stop is
Wal-Mart
for a couple plastic gas
cans, lighter fluid, and some other things like lawn chairs, and
stuff to make s’mores. It’ll be a fucking party.

I stop by the liquor store
and get a few big ass bottles of vodka because well, I plan to get
shitfaced and with my metabolism I need a lot to accomplish that. I
stop by the gas station and fill the containers I bought then I
head to Valik’s. He’s already waiting when I get there. I unload
everything and he says, “Damn what’d you do? Bring an entire
arsenal of fuel and shit?”

I laugh and say, “Well,
you said you flooded the place so the wood is wet and will be
harder to light. I want this place to go up in flames not fizzle
out.”

“
And the
vodka?”

I shrug. “I plan to get
drunk. Best way to ease a broken heart is to drink the pain away,
so I’ve heard.” I close down the back of the SUV and say “So, let’s
get this party started.” I take two cans of gas and douse the
outside perimeter of the house and the walls then I take the other
two and douse the inside. I add the lighter fluid at the front near
the door since that’s where I’ll aim when I start the fire, then I
walk back outside.

I take Valik by the arm
and pull him back with me so that we’re a good distance from the
house because when this baby goes, she’s going to GO. I send a
spark of lighting right at the front steps and watch it go up in
flames with a whoosh. Valik hands me a bottle of vodka and says
“Here you go.” I pop of the cap and tilt the bottle back, taking a
giant swig.

I wipe my mouth and say to
Valik “I can’t believe you let me burn your house down.”

He shrugs. “We’re friends.
I wasn’t going to let you keep spiraling and end up being one of
our cases instead of the one handling them.”

I shrug. “I wouldn’t have
cared if it happened. I think that’s the reason why I did
it.”

Valik stares at me in
shock. “That was your goal? To die? Are you insane?!”

I shake my head and take
another sip of vodka. “No, just tired of being alone.”

“
I understand what you
mean but still that’s no reason to end it. You’ll find
someone.”

I shake my head. “Even if
I do it won’t be the same. I’ve had a taste of what it’s like to be
with a fated mate. If I can’t have that then I’d rather be alone or
dead whichever happens first.”

As I sit there drinking
vodka like it’s water I realize that what I’ve said is true. I
would rather be alone or dead than be with someone who isn’t my
fated mate. With that thought in mind I continue to drink. I’ll
drink to forget tonight, and tomorrow I’ll shake off the pain like
it’s nothing and get back to work. I won’t let it keep me down for
long even if I have to shut off my feelings. I’ll just be a cold
hearted son of a bitch for the rest of my life. I can do that.
There’s no need for me to smile and pretend to be happy so I’ll
just be cold and frown all the time. It works and there’s no
pretending in it. It’ll be the start of a new me. At least it
would’ve been if I hadn’t gotten that phone call the next
morning.

Chapter Nine

Declan

I walked out of the
bathroom after my phone call with Crispin and found the room empty.
The only thing that proved my mate had ever been there was the note
on the nightstand next to the room keys.

Declan,

I know biting me was a
mistake, since we used a condom last night the bond is incomplete.
Don’t worry though I’ll take care of it. You can continue with your
ceremony as planned. If this does get out and a war is started,
call me and I’ll handle it. 857-6959. Good luck with your
mating.

L

P.S check out is at noon.
The room is paid for so enjoy breakfast on me. Sorry for ruining
your night.

Jesus, he heard everything
and he thinks he ruined my night. I’m pretty sure he didn’t ruin
the night. If anything he probably made it but, I can’t really
remember it anyways. I program the number into my phone under the
name my mate L. I hate that I can’t remember his name when he
obviously knows mine. I fold the note and put it in my pocket. It
might be sappy but it kind of smells like him and even though I
said I didn’t want him in a fit of hysterics I was wrong. I just
have to figure out a way to get out of mating with Mirajane without
starting a pack war. It’s not going to be easy but I’ll work it
out. I grab the room keys and head downstairs. I turn the keys in
at the front desk, grab a bagel from the free breakfast bar and
pick up a taxi out front to take me home.

Mirajane isn’t home when I
get there which isn’t odd since she’s probably working. The house
is surprisingly clean even though she had a bachelorette party here
last night. I change my clothes and walk over to Crispin’s house. I
knock on the door and he pulls me inside and slams the door. “What
was that all about?”

He peeks out the blinds
and says, “We have a problem.”

“
What do you
mean?”

He crosses his arms and
says, “I mean, Wyatt just called after I got off the phone with you
and said that your dad was on a war path. Apparently, someone
caught you macking on your dance partner last night and sent the
pictures to both your dad and Bastille. They’re pissed. Mirajane
was ordered to come home immediately while they discussed what to
do.”

I collapse on the couch
“But, I didn’t technically cheat. We aren’t bonded, those were the
terms. He was my fated mate and I fucked that up too.”

Crispin nods and says,
“Yeah, fucking awful timing. If this starts a pack war it’ll be the
end of Asphalt Bay. How’d you fuck up with your mate?”

I shake my head. “He
overheard the conversation I had with you but that’s not the point.
It won’t start a pack war. I may have fucked up with my mate but he
did give me an insurance policy. His phone number and a note that
says if a pack war is started to call him and he’ll handle
it.”

I shrug but continue. “I’m
not sure what he’ll do because I can’t remember a thing from last
night, I only know he’s a shifter. That much I could tell from his
scent this morning but I got nothing else because I was too busy
freaking out.”