9. I reject you

 "Did she just reject you?" Nicholas stared in disbelief at Violet. In his voice, there was an amused tone that made Xander glare at him.

"Before she even knew who you were? Wow. this is the first time someone has done that" Nicholas chuckled

Xander watched the girl until her body disappeared into the crowd. "tempered girl, right?" He muttered.

He always imagined what his mate would be like. After these past few days of entering his dream he finally met Violet in person.

"she suits your taste, doesn't she?" Nicholas asked his friend.

"Where did you meet her yesterday?" Xander changed the topic. It had only been a while since he'd heard that Nicholas had met Violet and that it had troubled him. His natural instinct is to be more sensitive when it comes to his mate.

"yesterday in the wood. And a few times in the human world"

Xander glared at him. Nicholas raised his hands. Signs that he's giving up "calm down, buddy. I'm just look after her as you ordered me to"

Xander nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Keep an eye on her. Get some people in. I don't want her to fall into someone else's hands before I get her. You understand? She's mine"

*****

The White mountain of Silverfur Plain is the coldest part of Lusevell. Located in the northern mountainous landscape. Mostly Inhabited by the strongest and cold-blooded high noble immortals.

Their leader is an alpha who is rumored to have a heart that has been frozen since the war broke out a few years ago. Trying to melt his heart is the same as trying to melt an iceberg.

Most have tried. Most will just give up. Or die before their efforts satisfy the results.

The woman came early in the morning to Isabelle's room when the fog was still thick.

"Who are you?" Isabelle got up from her bed.

Cecilly Yvonne approached her. They stood facing each other "I'm Cecil. I brought you here from the mortal world. You probably don't remember me"

Isabelle's brows knitted together for a moment then a cheerful smile formed on her pink lips "Ah! I remember you! I remember your arrival in the forest at that night and then you brought me here. What's wrong?"

Cecil studied the girl. Isabelle was feeling suffocated. Apart from Cecil's beauty, she moved uncomfortably in her intense gaze.

Especially when Isabelle was fully aware that this woman in front of her was no ordinary person.

Cecil has a slender and tall figure. Her skin was as pale as snow with crimson hair the color of autumn fire. Her lips were the color of rose petals.Typical beauty of the witch women. No single being will be able to resist her enchantment.

"I made a mistake. Then I'll here to fix it. Isabelle, you can't stay here any longer" Cecil decided.

Isabelle furrowed her brows at her words. It's freezing cold this morning. Maybe she just misunderstood what she meant.

“You no longer have a place in the Silverfur Pack.” Cecil continued.

"But I'm Alpha Victor's mate. Don't try to piss me off or you'll infuriate him" the lie slipped from her mouth as smooth as ice. Recalling how Victor had treated her yesterday, irony rose up her throat.

Cecil's laughter gushed out like a blade. Sharp and harsh. "Do you want to lie to yourself? I feel sorry for you. If I were you, I would get out of here. Run. Run as far as possible where his anger won't be able to reach me"

Isabelle moved restlessly. Her chest ached "He's not mad at me"

"Are you sure. After seeing your own demeanor today? Come with me Isabelle. And you'll be safe"

But Isabelle had gone too far. What does it mean to come back.

She had neglected Violet and abandoned her parents. Everything she did was for Victor.

It was his call that brought her back to Lusevell.

Isabelle won't go.

*****

Leading one of the wildest territory as well as the greatest pack makes Victor feel sick sometimes. In his role as a leader, he never fails.

All his life he was the image of the perfect leader in the history. A shrewd Alpha, strong, smart and never lacking in the cunning of a wolf.

Having all these things sometimes has the same magnitude of consequences. Especially when things don't go his way.

Tonight, several witch families had managed to make his cold blood boil.

Coupled with the problem of that damn girl and her mate who knows where.

Victor is having a meeting with his subordinates when the door of the room opened.

Immediately, all eyes turned to the it.

Isabelle was standing in the doorway, looking in a hurry.

What the hell is she doing here?

As if ignoring all the eyes on her, like a silly girl she is, Isabelle unhesitatingly jogged across the room and headed towards the dais where Victor was sitting.

Victor was still as silent as a statue. And everyone knows he's the most angry when he's silent.

"Alpha. That witch is about to send me away from you. She will throw me away from your castle. Tell her that you will punish her if she bothers me again" Isabelle whined at him like a puppy to its master.

Without slightest hesitation she even dare to shook Victor's arm. The whole room stiffened.

No one does not know that Victor hates to be disturbed especially when he is with his men. Even by her own lover.

In the doorway, Cecil bit her lip in panic. Inwardly she took all her cursed at Isabelle. That foolish girl! She was really going to get her punished again!

"Alpha.. Can you hear me?" Isabelle traced his arm gently. Her voice soft.

Victor's jaw tightened. Was this girl deliberately teasing him in front of everyone? If yes then Victor will give her what she wants.

He grabbed Isabelle's tiny body and sat her easily on his lap. Isabelle gave a small gasp. Victor held her waist to keep it on his thigh.

"What did Cecil say to you?" He whispered those words on the top of her head quietly. But enough to make the whole room hear.

"she will send me away" she shuddered.

"And what do you want me to do with her Isabelle?" Victor was now growling.

Isabelle hesitated "Umm... Order her not to kick me out of your place. As my mate, you won't be able to stay away from me"

Victor laughed slow and low. "I'm your mate, right?" He grabbed her chin.

She nodded. Victor's patience was running low. His grip on her waist tightened. 

In one move he shoved Isabelle so hard that she fell to the floor. The room choked. Victor rose from his chair. His hands brushed against his trousers in the exact spot where Isabelle had previously sat. Disgust filled his face.

Isabelle froze. No power to move. She could only look up in disbelief as Victor looked down at her and said

"I'm Victor Crawford. Alpha of the Silverfur Pack and rightful heir of Alpha Storm reject you Isabelle, impudent girl, for all your lies that you are my mate. From now on and forevermore, don't you even dare to show your face in front of me again"