Chapter 16: The hell

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Alpha Marcus yelled, his voice echoing through the empty halls. He glared at his Luna, who was grinning from ear to ear.

"Are you trying to go release him?" he continued, incredulous. "I'm very sure that's not what you had in mind." His Luna burst into a hell of laughter. It was a sound he had heard many times before, but it grated on his nerves this time. He couldn't believe that she was finding this amusing.

"What do you think?" she finally replied, still giggling.

"Did you think I'll seat and watch you ruin this pack with jealous?" Alpha Marcus felt unease creeping up on him. He had never seen his Luna so angry before. Her words struck a chord, and he realized that he had been foolish to try and contain his beta out of jealousy.

"I'm your mate," she continued, her voice rising in anger. "I am your beta half, and your beta isn't someone you can ridicule and lock up just because he wasn't on your side. There's just a little difference between you and the beta, and you can't just lock him up like an omega. I won't allow that." Her words left Alpha Marcus speechless.

Alpha Marcus was visibly angry as he clenched his fists, and it was clear he expected his mate and beta to be on his side. His voice turned to a growl as he spoke.

"I don't know if you belong to this pack or the other pack. You amaze me sometimes. Don't let me hate you, Elena." Elena sensed that her husband was furious, and she knew that getting him even more enraged could lead to trouble. She tried to diffuse the situation.

"My Lord," she said, moving closer to her husband. "I am sorry if I made you angry."

Sorry? You think an apology is all it takes to make things right?" Alpha Marcus snapped, pushing her hand away. He was in no mood to hear her explanations. "The fact that you would go against me and release the beta without my permission tells me where your loyalty lies." He took a step back, trying to calm himself down. "This is not how things work in our pack, Elena. You know that as well as I do."

Elena lowered her head and took a deep breath. She knew her husband was right, but she also couldn't just stand by and watch him treat their beta unfairly and also ruin their pack with jealousy.

"You are right, my Lord," she said softly. "I apologize for going against your wishes. But please understand that I did it because I could not stand to see our beta and other packs treated unjustly." Alpha Marcus could see the sincerity in Elena's eyes and he felt a twinge of guilt. He had not meant to be unfair to their beta, but his jealousy had clouded his judgement.

"I appreciate your concern, Elena," he said finally. "But next time, please consult me before taking matters into your own hands." Elena nodded, relieved that her husband was willing to listen to her. She knew the road ahead would not be easy, but she was willing to stand up for what she believed in, even if it meant going against her own mate.

Elena's voice was soft as she pleaded with her husband. "My Lord, I want us to attend that wedding. I don't like rivalry. Please just listen to me." Alpha Marcus turned to her, his expression unyielding.

"I can't go there," he answered, his voice full of determination. "All I want is to take over his pack. That boy is just so arrogant. I want you to support me on this. You can't support other packs. Alpha Nathan doesn't like me either. We are enemies." Despite her husband's words, Elena knew that attending the wedding could help to improve relations with Alpha Nathan's pack, and avoid further conflict between the packs. She tried once more to persuade her mate. "But think about it, my Lord," she said, her voice gentle.

"We could use this as an opportunity to try and make a peace offering. Perhaps this could be the start of a new era between our packs." Alpha Marcus considered her words for a moment, then shook his head. "No, I can't risk it," he declared. "We are at war, and I must protect our pack first. I appreciate your concern, my love, but we cannot attend that wedding."

Elena's expression fell, realizing that her husband wouldn't budge on his decision. She took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts before speaking.

"I understand your concerns, my Lord," she said calmly. "But perhaps attending the wedding could be a chance for us to show that we are willing to put aside our differences. It would be a powerful message to send to both our pack and Alpha Nathan's pack." Despite his reservations, Alpha Marcus couldn't help but consider Elena's words. He knew that she always had their pack's best interests at heart and wasn't afraid to speak her mind. After a moment of contemplation, he eventually relented.

"Very well, Elena," he said, a smile tugging at his lips. "Let's attend that wedding and show them what we are truly made of." Elena's face lit up with relief and joy. This was a small victory, but one that could lead to greater things in the future.

The next day.

Alpha Marcus, his Beta and Elena arrived at the hall where the wedding was taking place.

The hall was decorated in earthy tones such as greens, browns, and golds, and frequently incorporate natural elements such as flowers, leaves, and twigs. The altar is adorned with a variety of foliage and may include a statue of the moon and other celestial symbol as the centerpiece. Their are different type of beautiful chairs, while pendant lights, birch trees, and candles give the reception area a warm and intimate feel. The Tables are decorated with rustic centerpieces, featuring flowers amd greenery in mason jars.

The hall was fill with different typed of Alpha from different pack.

A sleek, pepper-red sports car came to a screeching halt in front of a magnificent building. The door opened slowly, as if the person inside were taking their time.

Alpha Nathan stepped out, immediately attracting attention with his kinkily handsome appearance. He wore black pants and a loose, transparent white shirt that showed off his toned abs and fair skin. His half-bobbed hair fell beside his ears, and he had a lollipop nestled between his extra thin lips. He had fashion shades on and his right hand was stuck in his pocket, giving him a cool, nonchalant air.

However, as his eyes scanned the building, a sour expression crossed his face, as though he detested the very sight of it. He couldn't help but think of the women who was waiting for him inside.