BROKEN ALPHA'S WITCH MATE

Chapter 16: A glimpse of hope

Lynn

The annoying alternating images of his sad and happy face wouldn't let me sleep. Kai had taken my mind hostage. I kept tossing on my bed as though my body was itchy and I needed him to calm me down. Engulf me with his scent and hold me in his huge arms, let me sleep on his broad chest listening to his heart pound in my ears with my arms on his abs and allow him to stroke my back gently, knead my body and rid it of all the stress and lack of clarity that was consuming me.

In my mind was also a battle of supremacy between what I knew about him and what he wanted from me. He was like this beast in a village that everyone is afraid of. Known for being malicious and withering anything it touched and I was the beauty that seemed to calm it down, and it had this weird affection towards me.

Honestly I was starting to think maybe he had a multiple personality disorder. Two people living in a single body and I was lucky enough to meet the humble, human and likable version of him. Even though he had gone nuts during our date, getting all angry with veins sprouting on his face and hands and for some reason he kept shutting his eyes and looking away, I somehow felt safer despite him being angry. I yawned spreading my arms and legs, switched on my bedside lamp and the bright light made me shut my eyes.

On my bedside table was my phone and his business card. I grabbed both. The clock was ticking two in the morning. It was time to prove if he really had insomnia. Men being men perhaps he was lying on his belly, snoring like a diesel generator and farting like a pig or even getting a blowjob from his secretary. The phone rang once and he picked it up.

"Hello, who's this?" He asked angrily.

He really was broken. But again who calls people at two in the morning?

"You really are extra arrogant"

"Ooh, so sorry. I should stop doing that. Why are you awake this hour?"

"Been wondering about the same thing...you tell me is insomnia communicable?"

I could hear him chuckle. It sounded as good as his smile looked and they kind of brought the same feeling. So weird feeling, this for ladies, have you ever heard someone’s voice and just feel numb, calm and relaxed? Never?

"You're funny, but seriously why you up?"

"Kept thinking about what you said"

"And let me guess, doesn't make any sense for a guy with a billion dollars?"

"Exactly, why would God punish you like this?"

"You can't have everything"

"But sleep of all things, anyway tomorrow we go to hospital and find out what makes me special like you said"

"That's great, but hospitals haven't been really helpful off late"

"You have someone else you think can help?"

"No, hospital it is. I'll take you to my doctor. When are we going?" He asked curiosity.

"I'll call you"

"Okay, goodnight I guess?"

"Likewise" I said amid chuckles.

My hope was talking to him and agreeing to help although on my terms was going to help me sleep and ease my conscience. And it worked perfectly, poor him. He was probably watching the city the whole night.

*****

Kai

At six in the morning I was already driving out of my compound. The talk with Lynn the previous night managed to give me some rest. An hour of sleep was more than I could ask for, though with a little hiccup of dreams and nightmares and when I woke up at four I hit the gym to stay in shape, for two hours listening to music and punching the hell out of the sandbag. A quick shower and a change of clothes and I left the house.

There was no traffic. My last stop was at dad's. Unlike me he lived in the suburbs on a fourteen acre piece of land with a golf course swimming pool and horse pen with five horses, a lake and a forest. I didn't like being angry with him for long, after the previous night’s exchange I called myself to a meeting and realized perhaps I was being a d**k and to show good faith I was going to apologize.

"Morning sir, welcome" the butler said getting the door for me.

"Good morning John, is dad around?"

"He is, we weren't expecting you though"

"John, this is my home you don't need to expect me I can pop in anytime" I said getting the large double doors, "I can smell pancakes!" I announced wafting the aroma from the kitchen.

"My favorite son, are you lost" Isabella mocked from the kitchen.

No matter the distance, the time we spend without seeing each other she always she always welcomed me with the same energy. Joyous. To her I was the son she never had and sadly to me she had always been a random lady trying to replace my mother and wipe away the memories we had.

"I've been a bad boy mum" I said hugging her.

"Three months is not a long time you know" She said and went back to the making the pancakes, it was a Friday tradition although she had a dozen maids to her disposal she always insisted on doing it herself.

"Am sorry mum, I was to see you yesterday"

"But something came up"

"I met someone mum" I said confidently and an image of Lynn smiling flashed across my face.

Isabella looked surprised. And I realized she was just looking at me as though I had said something otherworldly or very impossible.

"You're not kidding right? A mate is someone special, you only get one in your life and for the rest of your life she has been waiting for you"

"She is not my mate, I mean I like her and seems to cure my insomnia. We linked up once and I woke up at noon"

"There he goes again with that bullshit" Dad said in his usual squeaky rusty hinge voice, he sounded more like a bird, dressed in a jungle green robe. I guess that made him a large jungle green bird with a beak the size of man’s mouth.

"Good morning too dad.... yesterday we hang out with her and I felt relieved"

"She can't be your mate she is human, you're an alpha male. You disregard for weak humans is by default!" Dad roared hugging Isabella from behind, he planted a kiss on her cheek and went ahead to the fridge.

"He can have a human mate, I think times are changing and werewolf spirits have abandoned us. There is a loose grip on tradition"

"For the young generation, the old folks like I would always ensure traditions are upheld. Your insomnia is healing son, like it should. It has nothing to do with that girl she just happened to ran into you at the right time"

Since I was there for an apology I didn't want to argue with my father. It would have been like running head fast in the same brick wall because then we were going to end up as enemies.

"Whatever dad, am here to apologize for not showing up yesterday"

"You're now coming back to your senses, even as an alpha you are still our son"

"Am sure he is aware Bill" Mum said serving the pancakes and milk tea.

"Sometimes he forgets" He said stealing a quick glance at me.

It's true what they say. Two alphas can't survive in the same roof for long. It didn't matter how one got his powers. If he were my age, I would have said my dad was jealous I was the true alpha but he was not. Maybe mums death damaged him more than it did to me. Isabella was really trying to fill that void, and as we ate breakfast together, talking and laughing for the first time in three months I realized I should have appreciated her for it rather than hate her. How did she mange to live with the annoying bastard without running out of patience?

"You should understand your father, he is a hard man" she said when we were just the two of us left in the huge kitchen with a slab dining table in the middle, finished to perfection with marble, drawers all-round the wall and other small floor to waist height wooden lockable compartments for keeping utensils.

"Just say he is a narcissist mum, it won't do more harm"

"I can't, he is my husband remember? We might not be mates but we love each other and that's the only reason we have survived this long"

"Okay, I take it back"

"So, tell me about this girl. I noticed your wolf getting all hyper when you started talking about her. Are you sure she is not your mate?"

"I don't know mum. I bet I longed to have one until I forgot how it will feel to have her"

"Describe that feeling when you see her or smell her scent"

"The first time I saw her, on screen, not even in person I just wanted to grab her and hug her for the rest of the night, when she came closer I couldn't breath properly she just consumed my entire body and had I not used the bane I would have morphed and sat at her feet like a loyal dog"

"So she is human and she doesn't know you're a werewolf this is a rare case. And does the same happen every time you see her?"

"When I hear her voice mum. She called me yesterday and when she spoke I felt like I was losing control of my morphing, my claws just came out"

"My poor boy" She said cupping my face with her tender arms, and It felt good to have that motherly touch, she shut her eyes and I felt relief as though she took some of my tension away, "You have been sad and lonely for too long to an extent you don't even know how it feels to be in love. Listen to your wolf, humans are slow"

"Mum..."

"Mark her the next chance you get. It doesn't matter if she is human"

"We are still not that close mum"

"Then get her closer, take her out on a date let her fall in love with you. I can give you tips, I was once a hopeless romantic"

"Okay, I need the tips"

"Walk with me son" she said leading the way through the back door.

That was the first sign of ever having a happy life back. As we walked in the garden, I had the audacity to hope for a pack and my revenge on Luca. Well, no surprise here, like everything else my happiness didn’t last long.