Cursed Mate Of The Supreme Alpha

RAINA

"Do you ever think of revenge, Raina?"

Diego suddenly asked me out of nowhere. he had left me in the kitchen for over an hour all by myself toiling away to prepare dinner for the pack.

I froze when he asked me that unimaginable question, the ladle i held in my hands halfway between the simmering pot of stew and the chipped wooden bowl. The stew bubbled, thick with herbs and meat scraps, filling the kitchen with a savory scent that doesn't quite mask the damp, smoky air. Diego leaned against the counter, his sleeves rolled up, his dark eyes watching me too closely.

"What?" I asked trying to feign ignorance though I heard him perfectly.

He smirked but there was no humor in what he had asked "You heard me. If you had the chance, would you ever poison Alpha Dirke and that snake he calls Luna? Maybe that brat Trish too?" My stomach knotted with fear, the spoon slipped from my hand clattering against the pot's rim. Hot stew splashed on my wrist, but I barely felt it.

"Diego," I whispered glancing frighteningly at the kitchen door to make sure no one was around "Don't say things like that, you could get me into trouble."

"Why not?" he said, stepping closer, he had a smug look on his face. "You can't tell me you don't think about it. Every day, I see how they treat you, you are covered in bruises, Raina. If you were anyone else, if you had any power at all you would have torn them to pieces by now."

I turned away from him and pretended to check the cake in the oven, though my hands were trembling. "Power?" I asked softly, my voice breaking. "That's the problem, isn't it? I don't have any. I'm not wolf enough, not human enough, I am just a mistake the Moon Goddess cursed."

He lets out a low chuckle. "Maybe girl, or maybe you're more than that."

His tone made me really nervous and I didn't know why. I glanced at him, his eyes gleamed with something I couldn't quite place; maybe pity, or calculation. But he is the only one I could call a friend in the pack.

"I don't want to poison anyone," I replied while stirring the pot again just to have something to do with my hands.

"I just want to be free, to breathe without someone calling me a curse, to see what's beyond these walls or simply die."

Diego sighed wearily "Freedom!" He said the word like it's something unattainable "You think there's freedom out there, half-blood? Out there, they would tear you apart faster than in here, so you better snap out of your delusions dear."

I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat, maybe he's right, or maybe not. But even a world that hates me would be much better than this one with the moonshire pack. Diego didn't say anything else to me, and for