The Alpha's Breeder 41 Zanthos' True Mate

Imagine what would have happened if I was stuck with him instead of Eros?

I can already see that dark and dreary path that I would have to travel. It would suck to be his mate.

Literally.

Whoever the lucky girl was, I really prayed for her.

"What happened?" I asked because the itch of curiosity got to me.

I wondered as to how Zanthos could have lost his status as Alpha in this pack.

I have rarely heard of something like that happening before; although, it wasn't impossible.

Werewolves born by an Alpha usually had strong genes that put them a notch higher than the regular werewolf, making them capable of inheriting the position.

In this world, the stronger always stood at the top, no matter the species or race.

Although the role of Alpha can be fought for, most knew not to challenge an Alpha.

It was against their own code and instincts to usurp or fight their superior.

The instinct to obey the command of the higher up is extremely hard to go against.

I've only heard of few that manage to successfully usurp an Alpha to lead the pack.

Most who are foolish enough to challenge an Alpha never have a good fate.

"Zanthos lost his position a long time ago because of his true mate." Rora seemed hesitant to tell me the story.

Just at the mention of 'true mate', I was down for the long story.

"Was his mate someone in the pack?" I asked.

"No. His true mate was a rogue. Her name was Lillith," she said with a slight emphasis on the word 'rogue'.

Rora didn't sound like she liked this Lillith a lot, and I was slightly curious as to why she used the word 'was' instead of 'is'.

"Our pack was a lot bigger than it is now. Lillith worked with the hunters and killed almost half of the pack in a trap that the hunters had set up. Zanthos, who was our Alpha at the time, was nowhere to be found during this fight. Everyone was in an uproar over this, and so Alpha Eros had stepped up and led us to safely retreat. Lillith had been captured by Toran, our Beta, and brought to trial. But Zanthos protected Lillith and had willingly let Alpha Eros supersede him as Alpha."

Who knew that Zanthos was so willing to give up everything for love? He definitely didn't look like the type.

"So what happened to Lillith then?" I was curious as to if Zanthos succeeded in protecting his mate to the end; even though, she was a traitor of this pack.

"Alpha Eros killed her when she leaked out information from the pack to hunters again." Her eyes were downcast at the rather morose story.

Again?

As in two times?

Wow.

"I'm sure Zanthos didn't just stand around and let that happen," I interjected.

He truthfully didn't look like the type to willingly give up without a fight.

I didn't expect him to.

Mates are very important to werewolves, no matter how much of a jerk they are.

"You are correct. Alpha Eros and Zanthos were very close before all of this. When Lillith died, Zanthos had gone into a lethal blood rage and the two had fought in the most vicious battle I had ever seen."

It was sad that Lillith had managed to create this rift between the brothers, especially because they were close to each other before her appearance.

From Rora's att.i.tude, I am sure that Lillith didn't love Zanthos the same way he loved her.

I feel slightly sad for him, not that I am going to willingly go and comfort him.

He still creeps me out.

And I think his att.i.tude towards me was probably because of the whole incident with Eros.

For some reason, I feel like he's going to try to sabotage again.

I just know it.

"I remember that Alpha Eros had even lost an arm in this fight," Rora said to herself, nodding along.

I couldn't help but feel my skin crawl at the thought of losing an arm.

Wait.

I'm sure that Eros had both arms when I saw him.

They felt and looked real.

So how did he manage to grow it back?