Chapter 27

Malachi's POV

The pressure of the ongoing event had my mind boiling. I woke up at night, thinking and wondering what I could do next. The alpha was tough and hard to control; he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted. I lay on my bed, thinking about how passionate he was about catching Mitchell.

"Shouldn't he have given up already?" I asked myself uncertainly. My mood went dizzy, and I hardly thought about a way out. "Should I just keep Mitchell hidden or turn her in?" I asked myself rhetorically, then continued. "No, that won't do. I have already told her to surrender herself," I recalled.

I could also remember the look on her face while telling her that.

"Well, nothing could be done to keep her safe other than making her surrender," I thought deeply to myself as I stayed awake in the middle of the night, lying on my bed. Some minutes later, I rose from the bed when it was getting so hard for me to let go of my thoughts. Maybe that would help. I went out of my room immediately to enjoy the bliss of the air.

Unfortunately, the night ended up being mysterious as my thoughts drove me nuts. I looked up at the sky and felt a bit relieved seeing the beautiful stars and the bright half-moon. "This is really a good sign, and this would be my only chance," I said to myself excitedly.

My thoughts took me far away, and I became dizzy to the point that I didn't know when I started sleeping on the planks I was seated on. My mind took me to another world, a dark world where all evil existed. I saw myself in the wilderness, walking alone, scrambling, and hearing strange voices. "Hahaha," the voice shouted so loud, laughing.

My mood shifted, and my phobia intensified, but I continued my journey, looking for a safe zone. "Hahaha," I heard the voice laughing again, then some words followed. "You can never escape from me; I'll surely come for you," the voice echoed.

I became scared hearing the voice and couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?" I asked, confused. My mind was shaking, and I waited for the long-awaited shadow to appear, but nothing showed up.

"Who are you?" I shouted again, but no one showed up. Instead, I heard the laughter again. "Hahahaha, you are going nowhere," the voice echoed. I stayed where I was, shaking and almost peeing in my pants.

"Are you that powerless? I thought you were more powerful than this?" the voice commented. "Who are you? Please show yourself!" I shouted. Suddenly, I saw a small girl with blonde hair, her face looking like a horror. My mind raced, and I wondered who the girl was. I began stepping backward immediately, but unfortunately, the girl appeared behind me. I screamed, "Help!" I shouted.

The terrible dream continued, and I began to run. I kept running until I reached a pit. I fell inside the pit and was shocked to see blood. "Help!" I shouted, trying to get out of the pit. It was unfortunate that I received no response. The little girl appeared again and said jokingly, "You wicked soul, I'll make you pay," said the little girl. The little girl paused and stayed near me, looking at me horrifically, and blood started coming from her eyes. I was shocked and woke up from my dream, breathing heavily.

"My lord, why are you sleeping here?" I heard a voice saying; it was my maid. I was scared and still felt doubtful. It was hard to open my eyes, and I could see the maid moving closer, trying to comfort me.

"Stop!" I screamed out loudly at her, holding my breath while opening my eyes. "What happened, my lord?" the maid asked, looking concerned. I stood up immediately from the couch without saying a word, walked slowly to my room, and fell lifelessly on my bed. The terrible dream had me worried and left me wondering all through the day.

A few minutes later, I stood up and went to Jameson, Ashir's uncle's house. He was one of the important people I needed by my side to carry out my mission. I thought as much and went directly to his house.

"Good morning, Jameson," I greeted excitedly as I arrived at his house. Jameson was surprised to see me so early in the morning. He exchanged greetings and curiously asked, "Why are you here so early in the morning? Hope you aren't here to ruin my mood?" asked Jameson.

Jameson's question seemed annoying, but I tried to console myself. It was unfortunate how he always treated me, not even personally, even at the pack's meeting. It seemed that he didn't like me, but I didn't blame him; maybe he was still holding onto past events in his heart. I had once tried to eliminate him through the shadow, but he was stubborn and wouldn't die easily.

I faked my laughter and responded jokingly, "I have come to visit my old friend. Any crime in that?" I explained.

Jameson looked at me suspiciously, and we both knew that we didn't like each other.

"Could you please have a seat?" Jameson nodded.

I bowed down to show gratitude, drew the seat backward, and sat down. Jameson ordered a drink from his maid, and we were served a few minutes later. "Please have your drink," Jameson ordered.

I took the bottle of wine immediately and began sipping. "Thanks for the drinks," I said.

"You're welcome, Malachi. So why are you here?"

I took a deep breath, looked into Jameson's eyes, and then responded. "I'm here concerning the affairs of the country," I explained.

"The country's affairs?" Jameson questioned.

"Yes," I responded, then continued. "It's time for the alpha to select his mate; the full moon is almost out," I said.

"Hmm," Jameson took a deep breath and asked, "Why do the king's affairs concern you? Are you the gods or something?" asked Jameson. I paused for a few moments and then responded, "Well, I was just getting concerned about the alpha. I have come to have discussions with you before the other Beta meet with the elders to get the Alpha mated," I explained.

Jameson looked at my eyes suspiciously, trying to figure out my motives. "Why should the beta be concerned about mating the alpha? Are they the gods?" Jameson asked.

"Don't take it so personally, Uncle Jameson. Would you tell me that you haven't heard about the prophecy? Even a newborn baby wouldn't deny knowing about it," I responded rhetorically.

Jameson looked worried and didn't know what to say. I could feel that he already knew about the prophecy, but he pretended not to. "Well, not that I don't know about the prophecy, but I don't feel it's right. What if the alpha feels attached to another mate, quite different from the elders' decision?" Jameson responded, then continued, "Would the alpha ignore his true mates and go for the unknown suitors?" Jameson asked rhetorically.

I sighed and looked at his eyes warily. "This is not my decision to make. We shall see at the meeting how everything ends," I explained.

I stood up immediately and prepared to go back to my house. I thanked Jameson for his time and left his chamber. The memories of the terrible dream flashed into my head, and I couldn't help but stop wondering what information the dream was trying to pass across. It was really hard for me to interpret the dream, but I already knew that there would be a rough journey ahead of me.