Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One-Chapter 44: Out Of Control

Nathan’s POV

The door to my room swung open, and Clara walked in, that smug I told you so look plastered all over her face.

I frowned and glared at her. Ever since she lied to Hailee about me betting to kiss her, our relationship has been sour.

"What are you doing here? Don’t you knock?"

She scoffed and shoved her phone right in my face. "Watch this."

Frowning, I looked at the screen of her phone, and my heart dropped at what was displayed on the screen.

A video was playing. Hailee and Callum. She was half-naked on the floor, a shirtless Callum hovering over her, kissing her.

I clenched my jaw, glaring at Clara. "Who posted this?" I growled, my wolf already pacing and snarling inside me.

Clara gave a nonchalant shrug. "I don’t know... it was posted anonymously in the pack Facebook group."

My eyes widened. I grabbed my phone and opened the Facebook group. My heart pounded as I scrolled—

500 views.

Over 100 comments in ten minutes.

Most of them are throwing insults at Hailee.

I didn’t bother reading them. I went straight to the admin settings—being one of the group admins gave me the keys to the post history.

I clicked open the "post history."

My eyes narrowed as the name popped up.

Mark Blake.

That spineless bastard.

He posted it using his real account—then tried to cover his tracks by changing to anonymous.

"Mark," I growled.

I went back to the post in order to delete the video—but it was already gone.

The post.

The comments.

All of it.

Vanished like it was never there.

I refreshed again.

Still gone.

"What the—" I stared at the screen, confused.

Clara, still standing by the doorway, frowned. "It’s weird. The video I downloaded to my phone... it’s gone too. It just says ’file corrupted’ now."

My head snapped toward her. "You downloaded it?!"

She held her hands up defensively. "I didn’t plan to keep it! I just... wanted proof in case you didn’t believe me."

But I was no longer listening.

Someone already beat me to it.

Someone wiped it.

Was it Callum? It has to be him.

But that didn’t matter right now.

What mattered was Mark. He was about to learn exactly what happens when you drag Hailee’s name through the dirt.

I stormed out of my room, my blood boiling.

That bastard was going to pay.

For posting the video.

For humiliating Hailee.

And for even thinking it was okay to drag her name like that.

I drove like a madman.

I didn’t care about speed limits. I didn’t care about anyone on the road. All I saw was red.

By the time I pulled up in front of Mark’s house, my wolf was already clawing at the surface, begging to be let loose.

I marched straight to the door and banged on it hard.

It flew open almost instantly.

His little sister, Lolly, stood there, blinking up at me in surprise. "Nathan—?"

I didn’t wait.

I shoved past her, ignoring her startled gasp, and stormed into the house.

"Hey!" she called out, running after me. "What is—"

But I was already in the living room.

Mark was sitting at his desk, typing something on his computer, probably trying to erase more evidence of what he did.

Coward.

The second he looked up and saw me, his face drained of color.

He jumped from the chair and tried to run, but he was too slow.

I lunged forward, grabbing him by the throat with one hand.

He barely had time to scream before I slammed him hard into the wall.

The frame hanging nearby shook violently from the impact. The breath was knocked out of him as he slid down the wall, coughing.

Lolly screamed behind me.

"Stop! Nathan, please stop! You’re going to kill him!"

But I didn’t care.

All I saw was the face of the bastard who tried to destroy Hailee. My Hailee.

I yanked him back up by his collar and snarled into his face.

"You think this is funny?" I growled, my voice low and deadly. "You think posting that video was a joke?"

Mark choked on his breath, trembling. "I-I didn’t mean to—it wasn’t like that—"

I slammed him back again, this time into the floor, dust flying as his back hit the hardwood.

"Did you think no one would find out?" I roared. "That you could ruin her name and get away with it?"

"Nathan—please!" Lolly begged again from behind me, her voice trembling with fear.

But I wasn’t done.

"I’m going to make an example of you. So no one in this pack ever dares to tarnish Hailee’s name again."

I dropped to my knees and drove my fist into his face. Hard. Over and over.

Lolly kept shouting and pleading, but her words fell on deaf ears.

Mark tried to struggle with me, but it only got me angrier. I yanked him from the ground and flung him across the wall. He hit his back on the wall, and a loud gasp left Lolly’s lips.

But I still wasn’t done.

Mark slumped down, groaning, blood dripping from his nose and mouth.

I grabbed him again by the collar and slammed him against the wall again.

He cried out, weak now, trying to shield his face.

"You wanted attention?" I growled. "You wanted to ruin someone’s life for fun?"

I punched harder on his face, breaking his nose in the process. I did that countless times.

His head snapped to the side. Blood smeared across his cheek and stained his shirt.

Lolly was screaming now, tugging at my arm with both hands. "Nathan, please! Please stop! You’re going to kill him!"

I shrugged her off.

I grabbed him by the shirt again, ready to drive my fist into his face one last time, hard enough to knock him out.

His eyes were barely open now. He was wheezing, struggling to breathe.

Lolly sobbed behind me, her voice hoarse and terrified. "Please... Nathan, please..."

But I didn’t hear her. I didn’t hear anything except my wolf chanting more.

I lifted my fist again.

Then—

"Nathan, stop."

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