Mated To The Beastly Alpha
Chapter 52

Nicole paced back and forth in Liam's room, her mind consumed by confusion and self-doubt. She couldn't understand why she was pushing him away, why she was denying herself the love and happiness she had found in his arms. Every fibre of her being longed to comfort him, to erase the pain she saw in his eyes when they last spoke. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Her wolf, a mirror of her inner turmoil, growled and snarled within her, restless and angered by her actions. It knew that Liam was their mate, their destined partner, and it couldn't comprehend why she would distance herself from him. Suddenly, the sound of raised voices echoed through the walls, reverberating in her ears. At first, she tried to ignore it, hesitant to involve herself in the chaos unfolding outside. But as the sound of Liam's unmistakable growl reached her ears, her heart skipped a beat, and her instincts took over.

Without a second thought, Nicole rushed out of the room, her steps fueled by a mix of curiosity and concern. She needed to know what was happening and why Liam's anger reverberated through the air. Whatever the reason, she couldn't bear the thought of him being in pain.

As she neared the source of the commotion, the voices grew louder, their angry tones cutting through the tension like a knife. Nicole's heart pounded in her chest, the anxiety building as she prepared herself for the scene that awaited her.

And there, in the midst of the turmoil, she saw him, Liam. His eyes blazed with fury and hurt as he stood tall and his presence commanding. He seemed to be on the brink of losing control, his wolf yearning for release. Since Lilian was lurking around, she hid in the shadows.

Nicole's breath caught in her throat as she witnessed the clash of emotions between Liam and Garrett. Their voices clashed like thunder, filled with anger and accusations. She could see the pain etched on Liam's face, the weight of their argument bearing down on him.

Her gaze then shifted to James, who stood between the two furious werewolves with the voice of a desperate plea for calmness and serenity.

The atmosphere crackled with tension, their voices laced with anger and frustration. It was as if the world around her had frozen, and she found herself unable to tear her gaze away from the tumultuous scene unfolding before her.

Liam was on the brink of losing his mind. His eyes blazed with a mix of fury and pain, his wolf clawing at the surface, yearning to protect and defend Its mate.

The sight of him in such a state stirred both a mix of fear and longing within Nicole. She wanted to rush to his side, to calm his raging emotions, but something held her back. Her eyes darted around as she desperately sought for a way to diffuse the tension. James's eyes met Nicole's briefly, a flicker of worry and concern passing between them. He seemed to be trying to pass information to her, and she didn't understand.

Nicole's heart ached as she took in the scene, torn between her desire to comfort Liam and her fear of the unknown. The chaos around her mirrored the chaos within her own heart, the conflicting emotions threatening to overwhelm her.

The venom and anger brewing in Liam's eyes reminded her a lot of her dreams and t*****e. Part of her wanted to see him as a beast and fear him, but her bond with him fought the idea. The scent of fear pooling out of their bodies swamped the air.

As the argument escalated to a dangerous climax, Nicole pushed herself forward. Just then, Liam tossed Lilian and grabbed Garrett, with his eyes turning black.

"Stop!" She screamed, rushing forward. The room fell silent, every eye fixed on her. Liam's wild gaze locked onto her, his feral instincts momentarily subdued by the presence of his mate.

His grip on Garrett, who was now writhing as he suffocated, remained as strong as ever.

Nicole met Liam's gaze, "Liam," She whispered slowly.

Liam growled, and his wolf was in control.

"Nicole, careful," Garrett sputtered, "He's almost feral, and when he's like this, he doesn't remember anyone."

Liam's wolf turned to Garrett, mad at him for daring to speak up. It raised a claw to strike him.

"Liam!" Nicole screamed, taking another step forward. Instinctively, his hand stopped halfway.

"Nicole," James whispered. "Garrett's right. Be careful, and do not go closer. He's not himself right now."

Ignoring him, Nicole took another step forward. "Liam," she whispered again. Her chest was constricted from chaos, fear, and every other thing rambling in her head. For some reason, she wasn't afraid of either Liam or his wolf in a feral state. What she was mostly afraid of was the jealousy she scented in the air. She didn't know if it was from Garrett, Lilian, or Liam. It was intoxicating and powerful enough to drive each of them crazy.

Liam looked at her, and venom dripped down his fangs. Nicole kept her eyes trained on Liam, knowing that if she dared to look at Garrett, he was as good as dead. She cared for him as a friend and nothing more.

She was even annoyed at him for trying to drive a wedge between them. And she couldn't understand what the problem with him was.

"Liam, listen to me. You're scaring everyone. This anger isn't who you are. We can't let it consume us."

Liam chuckled darkly, "This is exactly who I am. This is why you are afraid, right?" His voice was different. It sounded unreal and grainy.

Contrary to what he believed, Nicole was terrified because of her experiences with Shane and how he had treated her as a s*x object at the beginning.

Not of his current state. In fact, she discovered that she loved the power oozing from him. It seemed to caress her body and make him even more alluring.

She gulped and took another step forward, not stopping until she was within his reach.

Growling protectively, James sought to push her out of the way. Even Garrett, who was losing his breath, struggled. But Liam was quicker. He pulled her into his arms and pinned each of them with a death glare as he sniffed her hair. "It's okay," Nicole muttered, wrapping her arms around him. Liam grunted as he struggled through his hazy mind.

With minimal effort, he let go of Garrett and pulled her in closer. Somewhere in the depths of his mind, he loved how protective they were of his mate. It was a sign that if he wasn't around, they could and would take care of her. He let go and stared into her beautiful hazel.

"It's okay," She muttered again.

Liam's eyes softened as the affection and concern shining through her eyes pierced through the haze of his anger, reminding him of the bond they shared. Slowly, his wild features relaxed, his wolf retreating to the depths of his being. "Nicole," he exhaled, "Nicole."

"Yes." She responded. Nicole's body was charged with electricity as he breathed her name into her ears. The power in his voice made her tremble. They remained in each other's embrace for some time, soaking in each other's essence. Taking a deep breath, Nicole turned her attention to Garrett, her voice firm yet gentle. "Garrett, I understand that you were looking out for me, but this isn't the way. We need to replace a better way to communicate and to support each other without tearing each other apart."

Garrett, still reeling from the intensity of the confrontation, nodded sheepishly. "Nicole, I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean for things to escalate like this. I just wanted to protect you, to ensure your safety."

Nicole's expression softened, sympathy shining in her eyes. "I know, Garrett. But we're all on the same side. We need to work together, not against each other. Let's replace a way to resolve this without causing more harm."

Garrett nodded, his gaze shifting between the two. "I apologize, both to you, Liam, and to you, Nicole. My actions were misguided. I don't know what came over me."

Lilian, consumed by her anger and resentment, had allowed her emotions to spiral out of control. She couldn't bear the sight of Nicole standing strong, independent, and unyielding. It ignited a fire within her, threatening to unleash the wildness of her wolf. Lilian's footsteps echoed with purpose as she stormed towards Nicole, her eyes blazing with fury. She closed the distance between them, her voice dripping with disdain.

"You think you can come into our pack, seduce my brother, and take everything away from me?" Lilian spat, her words laced with venomous accusations.

"You pathetic excuse of a wolf. How dare you think you can come between Liam and me? You're nothing but a lowly witch bane, an aberration!"

Liam growled, but Nicole stopped him with the wave of a hand.

Lilian's anger flared like wildfire, consuming her from within. Her eyes blazed with an intensity that bordered on madness as she locked her gaze on Nicole, her adversary. The animosity between them crackled in the air, an electric charge that threatened to ignite chaos.

Nicole stood her ground, her expression a mask of determination and resilience. She didn't know what emboldened her, but she was no longer willing to be a victim. She drew upon her newfound strength, fortified by Liam, and refused to cower in the face of Lilian's aggression.

As Lilian lunged forward, her claws elongating and her fangs bared, Nicole skillfully sidestepped, evading the attack. She met Lilian's ferocity with calculated precision, her movements fluid and controlled. She didn't want to fight, but she wasn't going to let herself get beaten either.

Lilian's eyes narrowed, her lips curling into a cruel sneer. "You. I see you've become craftier," she scoffed, her tone dripping with disbelief.

"But let me tell you. Despite all the deceit that's going on here in the name of training, you don't know the first thing about battles. All you know is how to use your powers to manipulate those around you. You're a witch bane, a cursed creature. And you're not welcome here."

"I won't let you intimidate me, Lilian," Nicole retorted, her voice laced with firm determination. "You may be Liam's sister, but that doesn't give you the right to treat me with such disdain. I am his mate, and I deserve respect."

Lilian's eyes flashed with fury, her wolf straining against her tenuous control. "Respect? Do you think you deserve respect? You're just a pawn, a tool for the witches. Liam will realize his mistake soon enough, and then you'll be cast aside like the worthless creature that you are!"

Lilian's control wavered, her wolf barely contained beneath the surface. She leaned forward, her eyes glinting with the primal instinct to attack.

"You will regret crossing me, witch bane," she growled, her voice filled with a dangerous edge. "I'll make sure you suffer for every moment you've stolen from me."

Before Lilian could make another move, Liam appeared by Nicole's side, his eyes ablaze with a mixture of protective fury and disappointment.

"Enough, Lilian!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the room. "You will not lay a finger on Nicole. She is my mate, and I won't tolerate your hatred or violence towards her."

Lilian recoiled at the authority in Liam's voice, her anger momentarily halted by his fierce determination. "You're choosing her over your own sister?" she spat, her voice trembling with disbelief and hurt.

Liam's gaze softened, a hint of sorrow lingering in his eyes. "I'm not choosing sides, Lilian," he responded, his voice tinged with regret. "But I won't stand by and watch you attack my woman. We are family." Lilian growled in defiance.

"Garrett," Liam's voice cut through the tumult, commanding attention. "Take Lilian back to her pack. I need her away from here. James stays."

Lilian watched in disbelief and then snarled. Hatred dripped from her words as she hissed at Nicole.

"You will never belong here," Lilian spat, her voice dripping with venom. "You're nothing but a weak interloper, a stain on our pack. I will make sure you suffer for your audacity."

Liam's eyes narrowed, "Garrett," Liam called out, his voice low and laced with authority. "Take her away, now."

Garrett, who had been watching the conflict closely, sprang into action. With a swift and precise motion, he moved between Lilian, Liam, and Nicole, effectively separating them. His voice carried the weight of authority as he addressed Lilian. "That's enough, Lilian," Garrett stated firmly, his gaze unwavering. "You will return to your pack and calm yourself. Your behavior is unacceptable, and it will not be tolerated."

Lilian, her chest heaving with exertion, glared at Garrett with defiance and fury. She begrudgingly conceded to his command, her wolf snarling beneath the surface.

And with one final disdainful look at Nicole, she turned and stormed out of the room, her departure leaving behind an uneasy silence.

Nicole, breathing heavily and covered in a sheen of sweat, turned to Liam, gratitude and admiration shining in her eyes. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with genuine appreciation, "For standing up for me."

Liam wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close, their bodies fitting together as if they were made for each other. "I will always stand up for you," he murmured against her hair, "You're my mate, and I will protect you with everything I have."