Mated To Alpha Kessler

Jack’s escape from the dungeon feels like a slap in the face; how could he have managed to escape without a mole? I’m determined to get to the bottom of this.

Hurrying down, I check the casualties and find three guards brutally battered.

The pack doctors are attending to them, and I can see fear in the eyes of the women and children.

I ponder every possibility of who could have helped him. The more I think about it, the more I pity the person involved.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Who could have orchestrated such a daring escape? The thought preyed on me, driving me to investigate every lead with urgency.

Whoever helped Jack in his escape has not only jeopardized our security but also shattered the trust that held the pack together.

“I’ve been too lenient, and gosh, see where it has led us!”

Zach is close by, his face etched with concern. I can tell that numerous questions are running through his mind.

“Let’s go to the dungeons,” not bothering to look back. I notice that he follows me without hesitation.

Reaching the dungeons, I immediately start questioning the guards. “How the fuck did this happen?”

The guards shift nervously, their eyes darting around as if searching for an escape from my piercing gaze.

One of the guards, sweating profusely, stammers out an explanation. “We… We don’t know, Your Highness. Everything happened so fast.

My frustration boils over, and I slam my fist against the wall. “happens so fast? Are you telling me that a prisoner managed to escape without anyone noticing? This is unacceptable!”

The guards tremble, their gaze fixed on their feet, clearly intimidated by the anger and fury burning hot within me. “Fucking look at my face when talking to you!” I growl.

They comply immediately, their eyes wide with fear as Dolph, equally furious, threatens to take charge completely. My eyes flashed red from the sheer fury through me.

“The Luna came with food for all of us,” one of the guards tries to explain.

I cut them off immediately. “The Luna?” I question, my disbelief evident in my tone.

“Yes, Luna,” another guard confirms.

I’m beyond shocked and dumbfounded at this new revelation. I need to confirm and ask again, my voice tinged with disbelief. “You mean Luna Annie?”

“Yes, your highness,” the guard replies hesitantly. “She brought food for us that you sent her to specially take care of the guards today.”

“God damn you, Annie,” I seethe, fury coursing through me as I contemplate the depths of her treacherous acts. “I have been lenient, and I swear to the moon goddess that I won’t take it easy when she is caught.”

“She will have a taste of her own medicine, first, with Lyra, then pinning a pregnancy that is not mine on me? What else is she hiding?”

Meanwhile, the guards continue their account, oblivious to the fact that the food was laced with sleeping pills. Slowly, the effects take hold, and we all succumb to unconsciousness.

She was able to gain access to the key and helped Jack out, immediately the sleeping pills wore off, and when we protested there was a rampage.

“This is all my fault,” I curse, realizing the consequences of handling Annie’s betrayal discreetly without a public declaration. The pack still considered Annie their Luna.

“How can I make things right? And God knows where they’ve gone.”

I dismiss the guards and head to my office, Zach trailing closely.

As I enter, I slump into the chair, my hand tightly gripping my hair in frustration.

“I have failed to protect the pack, those who rely on me for their safety,” feeling the weight of responsibility as Alpha. “Will my position not be questioned?”

Zach interrupts my thoughts. “Don’t be too hard on yourself. I trust we will get to the bottom of this.”

I nod, grateful for his support. “Zach, make sure you tighten security for the entire pack. Double the guards on each wing, and I won’t tolerate a repeat of today’s events. We’ve let our guard down, and it’s time to make amends.”

“On it,” Zach acknowledges, swiftly leaving my office to carry out my command.

Shortly after, my mother walks in.

“Good day, Mum,” I greeted her.

“How are you, son?” she asks.

“Just here, Mum,” I reply, the weight of the day’s events still heavy on my mind.

“How did you let it go so wrong, Kessler? We trusted you to protect this pack, and now look at what has happened,” my mother’s words cut through me like a knife.

I grit my teeth, wishing it were someone else saying this to me. The urge to confront and exact retribution from anyone but my mother boils within me.

My eyes burn with fury as I pace back and forth in my office, struggling to contain the anger rushing through me. I know I must remain calm; she’s my mother, and nothing must go wrong.

“Son, you answer me when I talk to you,” my mother insists sternly.

Taking a deep breath to steady myself, “Mother, you will not sit there and question my authority within this pack. As far as I am concerned, you brought this misfortune on us, and don’t you dare try to shift the blame on me.”

My words provoke a surge of frustration within her “I won’t stand by and let you speak to me like that.”

“This is your doing, you forced Annie into my life, and now you must bear the consequences. Mother, it seems you’re not aware that your precious Annie was responsible for this,” I retorted, frustration evident in my voice. “The same Annie you forced me to mate with.”

“I need to tell you about the many atrocities she has committed during her time as Luna,” I continue, my words laced with anger. “And now you’re here blaming me for something that is outright your doing, Mum.”

“You don’t dare point an accusing finger at me,” she emphasizes, with a firm tone. “What did you expect me to do when you impregnated her? Do you realize the shame and scorn you would have subjected her to?”

“Mum, I’m sorry to say that I’m highly disappointed, you care more about Annie’s feelings than mine. But newsflash, Mum, that pregnancy isn’t mine. Did you hear what I just said? That goddamn pregnancy is not mine.”

Shock washes over my mother’s face, but I know her too well. Margaret is not one to back down without a fight, regardless of the circumstances.

She steps closer, her finger pointing accusingly at my chest. “You are the Alpha, Kessler. Fix your mess and don’t expect me to always babysit you on what to do,” she said in a firm voice.

With that final statement, she turns and moves away from me, giving me a piercing look before stepping out of the door.

I can feel the anger boiling inside me, a primal growl escaping my lips as I unleash my frustration. In a fit of rage, I sweep everything off the table, the crash of objects hitting the ground echoing in the room.

Imagine my mum putting the blame on me and telling me to fix my mess. I know how she insisted I take Annie as my Luna, and now when things turn south, she dares blame me.

My chest heaves with each breath as I struggle to contain the overwhelming rush of anger. Taking a deep breath, I force myself to calm down. I can’t let my emotions cloud my judgment.

“My phone started ringing. ‘Who the fuck is that?’ I groaned as I took the phone out of my pocket.

I realize it’s one of the guards I placed to watch Lyra. It better be good.

‘Hello?’ I answer.

‘Hello boss, we have lost her.’

Panic seized me as I tried to process the guard’s words. The hair at the back of my neck stands up, my voice is high in octave. ‘What do you mean you have lost her?'”

“We’ve searched the area, but there’s no sign of her. Lyra has been kidnapped,”

The guard’s words hit me and for a moment, I felt paralyzed. It’s as if the blood in my veins has turned to ice, freezing me in place. But I managed to ask, “How did it happen?”