CHAPTER 6: The Fated Mate was sentenced to Death.

Sortitus POV

"This is what you wanted too, wasn't it?" Clavem answered me sternly.

'I never asked for all of your misery to happen.'

I shook my head, frowning. Hides the tearer's urge to weep. I couldn't make a sound; my chest was tight, and my breathing was blocked. Only in my head could I hear voices.

Her insistent words sucked into my bones. I also swallowed numerous times when she tried to cut off my grip on her and chose to kneel down again, this time bowing her head. No sound could be heard from her as she closed her eyelashes and mouth. She is merely waiting for her demise in this world.

"Woughhh! Tasty! Is that all you can do?" Fortis huffed as he stood up, savoring his own blood from his lips.

I opened my eyelids, angered. I took a deep breath and stood tall beside Clavem's kneeling position. I swallowed, clenched my fist, and cleared my throat. I have no choice except to teach my cousin Fortis a lesson.

"Son of a whore!"

BLAG!

I tortured Fortis in various ways, such as by throwing him to the ground, choking him, and kicking him. Despite all of my injuries, he became increasingly at ease. I howled, am exhausted, and pant constantly. I sat on his stomach, smashing his face with one elbow and my other hand cross his arms to the ground to restrict his freedom of movement.

"No matter what Sortitus you are, if you fight, you are really childish, literally weak. It's not just weak; it's so frivolous if you fight like a child who has nothing against me!" he mocked me. "That's why I'm only giving you these rounds!" he laughed.

I grinned to convince him that what he said had no effect on me. "I'm really young, My Brother Fortis, so I'll still be young if I fight you." I devised a gimmick that I'm confident will annoy him. "You're a few years older than me. How old are you? Thirty. But you still don't have a wife? Why? Because all the women are afraid of you."

"You fucking bullhit! You fucking shut the hell your mouth!" he said angrily. His might and his hatred presence with me are vividly seen to my two eyes.

"No one tried to love you bec ---" I couldn't finish what I wanted to say when he kicked my stomach with all his might to get away from me. He regained strength and tumbled backward, causing a confrontation. I'd been flowed away from him while clutching my stomach. He planted one foot on the floor and raised his head, reviving his confidence to knock me down. I shouted, "Stop it! I'm your Alpha and you're my Gamma. We're not enemies here!"

He clapped madly, crossed his arms over his chest, touched his index finger to his lips, and pretended to be thinking. "Alpha? I don't have an Alpha!"

"The fuck! What is happening to you?" I asked him in surprise. "I am not only your alpha, but I'm your cousin too."

He scratched his nose. Staring at the dirty shoe before it stared back at me. His eyes were full of envy and abhor on me. "There is no alpha who does not give consideration and listen to those who are below him. There is no alpha who does not have his own brain and voice and therefore tends to depend on others. There is no alpha who does not know how to lead his subordinates correctly! There is no alpha who is an idiot like you, which will further cause the downfall of your own race! There is no alpha who does not have his own conviction and courage to fight for the rights of his subjects. There is no alpha who cannot kill this woman in front of him for the justice of the deceased Queen!"

As he got closer to me, I could see the burning in his eyes and the searing tension between us.

"Above all, no Alpha who is numb to the feelings of his own blood. Where were you when I needed you? There were times when my own father hurt me, and every time he beat me, humiliated me, and whipped my skin, he didn't have any single words but to talk about you, his nephew, who everyone is proud of, including my own father. He loves and treats you as his natural child, and I'm his bastard, even though the whole truth is that you really have nothing to fight compared to me from the beginning!" He gasped in disbelief and stuck out his tongue. "What's wrong with a were-human like you? Are you special, hugh? Is it because of the secret you hide behind your ribs?" He stared at my back, but I immediately grabbed his hand before he could reach what he wanted to see. And I grabbed his wrist with all my might until he released himself on me.

"Fuck you!" he cursed full of pain.

All this time, I was contemplating... I assumed he was only outwardly jealous since I was the alpha and not him, but I was wrong; it turned out that the father, whom I believed loved his child, was actually imposing a burden on him. I tried to soothe Fortis by placing my hand on his shoulder. My mind went blank, and I lost my voice at those moments to apologize for not being by his side and protecting him when he needed me, or to ask forgiveness because I am the root of his suffering for a long time. Fortis pushed me hard and proceeded to harm Clavem while maintaining a dreadful stare at me.

"Is it good? Is it pleasing to watch these seconds peel off the skin of life right in front of you, the woman who is important and coupled with your life? And at this point, you have nothing to do but watch her and say to yourself how cowardly yourself!" A demonic laugh erupted as he feasted on what he was doing to his fellow wolves.

I cannot take it anymore. I also feel the loss of my wolf in anger. I was about to rush in and knock him down when the civil guards suddenly arrived, so I couldn't continue my plan to conquer him.

"You know all what to do. Take care of the alpha. But remember, don't make our dear unwonted alpha explode, 'cause only I can," Fortis elegantly stated to the new arrivals. Without hesitation, they grabbed my arm and held it tightly to make sure I couldn't get away from them.

Fortis turned, his eyes filled with pain and revenge. He also gave me a brave face and looked untrustworthy. "I'll look after your fated mate, my honored Alpha; I'll take over her with love."

I wanted to explode when Fortis forcefully pulled Clavem's arms and forced her to her feet, even though the woman was very weak.

"You fucking Asshole! Take it gently!" I shouted as if Fortis didn't hear anything. When they got out, Heres' soldiers signaled to take me to the guest room.

"I can walk. Hands off on me!

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"Give us the freedom and the right to have a voice to speak out against him."

"Knock him off his throne!"

"He doesn't deserve to be Alpha! He doesn't know how to listen to his subordinates!"

"Until now, you're still weak! Even if his wolf comes out, he still won't be able to perform his duties to us properly and correctly!"

"Piece of shit! He should be replaced by someone more deserving!"

"Stupid! Idiot! He's a disgrace to our pack!"

"What kind of Alpha husband is he? He's a blind man! The killer is right in front of him, but so what did he do?..... His brain is upside down."

Groans and complaints of the whole to my rule. I lost their trust, love, and respect as I stood up and defended the criminal. In an instant, everything I had worked for many years was gone.

After the wolf soldiers escorted me to the guest room to dress in formal attire, Heres ordered me to go straight outside the kingdom. Where the trial is held, punishments are imposed, including the beheading of those who sin and kill.

"You see, Sortitus! They have no heart for you! Because of that whore/murderer woman!" Heres' eyes flared when she pointed to Clavem. The rustle of the steel chain that was tied to Clavem's wrists on her two legs, her handcuffed hand, and the nylon cord around her neck drew everyone's attention. Her eyes were emotionless, and nothing had changed since the last time I saw her. When I saw her bloodshot and fractured eye from the blow she suffered on the left side that was buried like a whip on her back, I felt so much wretchedness, and her cuts left a mark full of sorrow and suffering.