Sold To My Alpha Mate

Venom’s POV

More tiki fire torches rained in the house and we all scampered away from the building.

“Wait, I’ve got some things to pack up before leaving.” Larry said, breathing heavily as he ran back to the house.

His mom looked at him with fear in her eyes as he ran, I couldn’t stop him. He was running in there to get himself something that seemed important than his life that was at stake.

“Larry!” She screamed aloud as he kept running, but he was already far from us already.

The fire torches were even raining heavily and the house threatened to explode with the pounds of gas cylinders began to fling at the doors.

We witnessed it from the backyard which was spacious and what was left was for us to go to a car but we were still waiting for Larry who had gone in to fetch something.

“I need to go get my son,” she said urgently and began running too.

“Wait, no, you can’t. They’re throwing too many things there, you may not survive and it’s unsafe.” I tried to get her out of the idea.

“But my son, I need to get to him.”

I tried holding her down in a hug, “he’ll be out soon, don’t worry.” I tried to pet her.

Fate had other plans, when I finished the statement, everything blew to pieces shattering in the air.

“Larryyy!” She screamed.

I looked around and saw that the people had not managed to still sight us in the chaos that was going on. Going to the house would be a bad idea.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Please, calm yourself and let’s move. It’s really unsafe out here.” I tried pleading with her.

She sobbed and sobbed in my chest and I couldn’t help it, I broke a tear to the sad incident that had just happened.

“Please, let’s go.” I held her closer and led her to my car which was parked some miles away from the home.

The people were still at the house acting like ravaging monsters. It would be no surprise if had been tracked and traced to the poor woman’s house.

I hated how fate was taking place and even hated myself more for being the cause of the woman’s problem.

She still cried while I led her on and at long last, we got to the car in which I quickly drove off away from the area.

She was at the back seat and I would constantly check on her through my mirror if she was okay. On her part, she was looking back at what she was leaving behind.

“I’m really sorry, ma.” I tried to apologize and cheer her up.

She didn’t seem like she heard me, but there was nothing I could do to help and I only left her to grieve her son. There was no chance Larry could have survived.

I imagined losing Maya that way, that was scary to witness and imagine.

It was midnight and it wasn’t possible that we could stop somewhere in the pack without the people getting alerted and them coming to attack again.

I checked my back and saw that the lady had slept off already. That was a relief. It was too saddening to have seen what happened.

I decided I would just drive back to my pack, there was nothing more I could do than that.

My mind was going through series of thoughts, it was most likely that the Alpha of the pack ordered the attack and I was definitely going to get my own back on him.

I was irritated at the kind of barbaric actions that they exhibited in the pack. It was by far the lowest character.

As I drove through the night, there was barely anyone on the road and we don’t come across any cars. That was probably a better thing than getting spotted and immediately attacked by the people.

The woman at the back would grunt a few times in her sleep and I assumed she was having nightmares. Nothing else was left to see or do, I was alone with mya thoughts and driving.

For some time, the mood was the same until she woke up. I watched her from the mirror for a while, she was still on her chair at the back and barely made any movements.

“Are you alright?” I asked her, it probably wasn’t Beth best question at the time but I had to figure out if all was well.

She adjusted herself and began to climb through the space between us so she could sit at the front. I helped bend the chair so there would be more space for her.

She eventually settled in and was seated beside me.

“My name is Elora.” She stated.

I looked at her surprise, surprised that she had said so and surprised that since I met her, I never even asked for her name and she even took me in.

“Venom, Venom Black.” I told her.

“Alpha of Black Moon pack?”

“Yes, ” I asserted, my face directed at the road.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She asked, her voice solemn and I could hear the sadness in her voice.

“I wanted the help and wanted to be safe.”

“I don’t think that worked out well for any of us.” I immediately regretted even coming to the pack. I had derailed somebody’s life.

“I’m so sorry.” I apologized to her.

“It’s fine, there’s barely anything we can do at this point. I’ve lost my son.” She didn’t say the last statement with any weakness in the tone. It’s as if she had accepted fate.

I kept quiet and kept driving, the place was tense and emotions were at a high. I feared I would cause more hurt if I said more things to her.

“I don’t even know what could have been so important to him that he actually returned back to the house.” I glanced at her, it was as if she spoke to herself alone.

“He had not wolfed out, he knew he would die!” Something shook us and the car went in a spin.