The Alpha Can’t Sense His Mate

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I followed Scarlett to the field where we had our practice.

Having stayed up all night, the last thing I wanted was to do this but I didn’t quite have a choice.

It was a crime to miss any day of practice and I’d be damned if I let another wolf suffer for another one of my misbehaviours.

Hopefully, today’s training will be a walk in the park.

I stood in the middle of the field and Scarlett clasped her hands, “Today, we are going to be practising how to make a piece of land barren.” She announced with excitement.

I was wrong. There was no breezing through for me. At this rate, Scarlet was after my life.

“You look so weak,” She noted, observing me with a raised eyebrow. “Had too much fun with the Alpha last night?” Her tone was suggestive.

“I didn’t sleep,” I said, but she seemed to get the wrong impression.

“I warned you, didn’t I?” She said, standing akimbo. “Less fun and more rest.” She tutted, “It will only affect your performance during practice. Maybe I need to speak with the Alpha about wearing out my student.”

I felt a headache coming. The last thing I needed was another reason to be in the same room with Cole or hear his voice. I’ve had enough of his for one year.

“Did you say we were practising bringing lands alive?” I asked, wanting to return to our lesson.

Scarlett frowned, “Making lands barren.” She corrected, “Were you even listening?”

“I am now. However, I don’t know how long I would be awake.” I gave her the look, “Long night, remember?”

Scarlett shook her head and a sigh escaped her lips. Tired of me already? I thought, releasing a sigh of my own.

“We are going to be practising how to kill a land full of life and produce.” Scarlett began her lesson. “I have told you before that dark spells are not something to be afraid of. They are not evil like the witch world makes it out to be. They can be quite good and powerful if you learn how to use it.”

“Unfortunately, not every clan of witches were blessed with the ability to master dark magic and spells, so they forbade it and killed anyone found practising it.” I finished up for her, boredom evident in my tone. “Can we please get to the good stuff?”

She rolled her eyes. “Only because you asked politely.” But of course, sarcasm dripped from her tone. I didn’t care though.

“We shall start with something small.” Scarlett cast a spell and a beautiful garden appeared on the far left side of the field, holding diverse flowers.

Within a second, She transported us to the front of the garden, saving me the stress of walking towards it.

“Thanks,” I muttered but she ignored my existence and continued with her class.

“You have to say the words, Erahe Shulfir,” She said with an intonation. “Don’t forget to picture the plants dying one by one as you chant.” She instructed.

“Erahe Shulfir.” I said, testing the words on my lips.

This should be easy. I’ve had longer words. I thought gleefully, readying my mind for action.

“Erahe Shulfir.” I muttered under my breath, imagining the flowers wilting to death.

Nothing happened.

I shook my head, stroking the back of my head. “Maybe I should try that again,” I said and Scarlett gave me the floor to do as I desire.

I let out a breath and tried again. This time, placing my heart into it. “Erahe Shulfir.” I said again, eyes focused on a bed of roses, that mocked me with its sustained life.

“You have done better than this, Calla.” Came a firm reprimand from Scarlett. “Be focused, and do the job. Remember, you have the power within you, you just need to let them loose and direct them to do what you want, meaning it from your heart.” She urged, “Try again.”

A tired sigh left my lips. Why did I need to kill the darned flowers till they were a wilted mess? What exactly did this woman have against flowers?

She said to mean it from my heart. Hmph! The only thing I wanted from my heart is a sweet rest. I’d rather be in bed than be forced to make rid of another unreal plot of land or human dummy she created to test the extent of my powers.

Yes, I was having a shit day.

“The more you relent, the more we remain.” Scarlett reminded, spelling a chair and getting comfortable.

I hated that she was right. I hated that my life had to be this way. Sometimes, I felt like I was being forced to be someone else. Someone I was not.

I wanted to recover my memory. I needed to get my memory to know how I got these dark powers. They felt too foreign. and sometimes, I felt like it locked up another part of me.

The important side of me. I focused on the garden and channelled the darkness within me like I have done these past three years.

“Erahe Shulfir!” I commanded and immediately, the flowers wilted, turning to dust. I wasn’t satisfied. I kept my eyes on the patch of land, channelling my powers to the earth without mercy.

She wanted the land barren. I will give her a barren land.

“Wonderful! You did beautifully, Calla.” Scarlett complimented but I didn’t care. I was too focused on trying to kill the land of every living particle.

I felt dead inside, and I needed the earth to replicate that feeling.

“Hey! It’s enough.” Scarlett shook me, breaking my concentration. “Are you trying to make the entire pack lands barren?!” She asked in a harsh tone. “I only said the flowers. I’ve been calling you the entire time and you were lost in your spell. I already warned you against losing control of your mind in the middle of a spell.”

“Bad things can happen,” I muttered, to my greatest surprise, I found out that not only was the entire left side of the field dead of any plant, but the entire field.

“How do I explain this to the Alpha?” Scarlett murmured, trying and failing to reverse my damage.

“I am sorry,” I said but she didn’t answer.

“What do we have here?” I stilled at his voice.

Cole. He was here.