A Mate For The Last Lycan

Chapter 93: THE RIGHT PERSON TO BE THE ALPHA

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Zuri hated her father and the needles, she couldn't think straight when she saw him again, threatening her with the same method he used to do when he was alive.

And now he was dead, Zuri was still trapped in the same nightmare.

How could she be in this situation? She had killed him. She was the reason that he was dead, but even so, she still couldn't get rid of him.

The only thing in her mind right now was to get rid of him, ghost or not, she wanted to know whether he would be bleeding if she smashed his head. She had killed two guards brutally and attacked her brother to the point he was in critical condition.

She was not going to let a ghost from the past to ruin her again.

With that in, Zuri grabbed a vase on the table and charged toward her father. He was still holding those damn needles and a derisive smile graced his lips.

"DIE! DIE!" Zuri smashed the vase against his head and when it shattered into sharp pieces, she grabbed the biggest one and started to stab him.

To her surprised, he was bleeding... the blood felt warm in her hand and this brought smile to her lips...

***

Declan heard what happened and he approached Khaos to plea for his brother's case. He was with Rhett in this whole mess, but with how passive he was, he mostly followed his little brother's lead.

"You misunderstood the situation, alpha, my brother only thought what's best for this pack," Declan said. He had seen Silas's condition, but he didn't seem to care much about his current state. He could die for all he cared actually, since both of them were not close.

Khaos noticed this. This family was a mess. Well, to be fair, all of the family he knew was a mess. Even Ezra and Mabel were not an exception.

"We opened the gates because we have good intention to work things out." Declan shook his head, he didn't dare to look Khaos in the eyes. "We thought Silas will not be a good alpha for this pack. I am sure, you know that too. Rhett only stepped in because he thought that was the right thing to do. This is for the sake of the pack. Silas is not the right person for the position."

Khaos stared at him without saying anything.

Currently, he occupied the study room, trying to find a glimpse of any valuable information here, understanding what he had to deal with this pack when suddenly Declan requested for the meeting.

"What about you?" Khaos flipped the pages of the book in his hand casually.

"What about me?" Declan looked confused with the question.

"Do you want to be an alpha?" Khaos put down the book and turned around to give Declan his undivided attention. He caught a glimpse of horror in his eyes with his suggestion.

Shaking his head and then avoiding the alpha's gaze again, Declan stuttered. "I don't have the ambition nor I have the inspiration to be one. I am not the right person to be in the position, but Rhett will make a perfect alpha."

No.

If there was one thing that Khaos and Dacre agreed upon it was the fact that they didn't need someone capable, but instead they needed someone, who they could control and Rhett, with his deviant attitude, would be pain in the ass in the future.

Contrary to what Declan said, Rhett was not the right person for this position.

"No... I can't be an alpha..." He waved his hands anxiously.

"Then you can leave the room, there are a lot of things I have to handle here." He nodded at at the door.

Defeated, Declan turned around and then left the room. He swallowed back his protest. He was obviously not a confrontational person.

After that, Khaos spent three hours to rummage the study room, looking for something that could give him more information about what was going on in this pack and what actually happened to Zuri and the medicine she consumed.

As shifter was rarely sick, if they happened to be sick, it must be something crucial, but aside from her hallucination, she was fine, at least physically.

However, before Khaos could discover anything, Gayle entered the room, he looked a little bit hesitated when he spoke.

"Something is not right with luna Zuri," he said. She was no longer a luna, but because she had been promised to their alpha, they kept addressing her with the title. "We can smell blood from inside the room, but when we asked if she was okay, she told us to leave."

Khaos didn't wait for Gayle to finish his explanation when he went to Zuri's old bedroom and just like what his warrior said, he could smell a thick scent of blood in the air.

He tried to open it, but it was locked. "Open the door." He knocked. He could hear shuffling noise from inside, clicking sound of the lock and the door was opened, but it was only Zuri's head that poked between the gap.

She blinked her eyes at him. "What happened? It's a little bit messy inside. Let's talk here." She looked fine, but Khaos knew better, he pushed the door open and he saw the source of the strong smell of blood came from.

It was her.

Zuri was stabbing herself. She stabbed her thigh with broken glass on the floor. Blood covered the floor and she was still holding that sharp shard of glass in her right hand.

"I told you, it's a little bit messy here," Zuri said sheepishly, as if she simply messing up with her room, instead of mutilating herself.

"Why are you doing this?" Khaos's eyes darkened. Zuri pressed her lips, hesitated to answer

the question. "Answer me!"

Zuri gulped down, she then crept closer. "I saw my father and I have to kill him."