She watched the man leaving with his shoulders slumped, although she didn’t have the experience of mates, for a few seconds she thought he was acting the correct anyone would if they were in his shoes. Looking around, her stomach sunk, she missed her pack, her home. Most importantly, she missed visiting the Shutter Island and Pryden, House of Noirin. Thinking of the two houses and the mating issue, a weird thought crossed her mind, wondering what if her pack members visited them without her knowledge. “No. They could never hide something useful from me.” Self-doubt and regrets were something she didn’t want to exhibit. But really, how long would she be doing this? How soon will she get an answer if she indeed has a mate and how ate her up? “Accept him and move on, what would happen if you do anyway?” A tiny insecure voice told her. “Hell no.” She couldn’t, not now, not ever. The moon goddess already stated the pack was to be mateless and unaffected by the heating season. So far, s
There's one rule everyone knows, never follow anyone blindly if you don't want to and Alpha Ciandra knew that better than anyone. But what would she do? Stomp her feet down saying she didn’t want to go? She cussed Beta Pierre for leaving her with him. They had a meeting inside the forest and she had been looking forward to it because she also had something important to ask him regarding the pack’s luna. She hasn’t stopped wondering where the woman went, for the weeks inside the Dark Shadow Pack, neither had she seen her nor heard anyone speak of her. It was as if she had disappeared into thin air, she couldn’t say the luna was dead because if she had been dead, she would have known. So, where was the luna? Did she know someone else was her husband's mate or so he claimed? How was she not thinking of asking the man in front of her? He surely would answer it correctly and faster. How would she start the questioning anyways? Alpha Ciandra felt like the only thing she had been doin
**WARNING** An eerie silence welcomed her when she entered Alpha Alphonso’s office, before she climbed into her bed, Callister had come to call her, informing her the alpha needed a word with her. And from how things went from the cave to the packhouse earlier, Alpha Ciandra was a hundred percent sure the man wanted to talk things about the pack. The small light from outside dimly lit the office, she couldn’t miss the interior design of the office. It was breathtaking, and well arranged with his cologne lingering on the air. Alpha Ciandra saw a piece of paper on the table, she picked it up, and for a few seconds, she admired the handwriting, the words were written meticulously as if they had all the time in the world. She read, "you left me. Alone." She rolled her eyes and proceeded, "I have gone to my bedroom to freshen up, I will be waiting for you in my office there. Hurry. It is important." Giving the office one last look, she folded the paper and dropped it in her pocket.
She was weak, confused, felt empty, and sore all over. She blamed herself for going to him, for answering Callister when she knocked. For forgetting the chances were high of him not giving up on her being his mate. Before she became his protector, she studied everything about him and the pack, and even after she arrived in the pack, she wasn’t too quick to judge anyone, well, except for Beta Pierre. Regarding Alpha Alphonso, she had listened to everything her father spoke of him, she hadn’t missed a word. She never thought she missed something as useful as the alpha being a beast. Did she zone out when her father mentioned something important? “Did things turn into shit the moment I laid my eyes on him?” She wondered as endless tears flowed down her wrecked face. She couldn't remember the last time she cried this hard, with the pit inside her stomach getting deeper. She knew of his behavior, his demanding nature, obsessive and every negative thing, and hell, she never said no to
Elder Karela's voice from outside didn't seem pleased at all, and Alpha Ciandra knew for sure the old wolf wouldn’t leave any time soon. It has been weeks since she saw the woman last, so, whatever reason she was there clearly she couldn’t wait till later. Alpha Ciandra went into her shower, showered hurriedly, dressed up, and opened the door for the woman with a fake smile. She appeared as collected as she could, and when the woman pushed past her, she held the door tightly to avoid falling. "Have I always been this weak?" She wondered as she closed the door. She wasn't someone who doubted herself, but after the alpha easily got his way with her, she wasn’t sure anymore if she had been strong, to begin with. Had it always been a lie? She thought. Alpha Ciandra managed a curt nod towards the one chair inside her bedroom. "Elder Karela, how may I help?" She asked. The woman had disdain in her eyes, she pointed to the bed and Alpha Ciandra finally realized why she was giving her
Alpha Ciandra had her back against the door with her eyes closed, she didn’t care how long she had been there and whether the alpha was outside waiting for her. She could go by himself for all she care. If need be, he could come and drag her to whatever meeting he wanted to take her to. After realizing crying was useless, she stopped and was now having the nagging question as to why the alphas didn’t notice she wasn’t okay. Like, seriously, even though they were not that close, didn’t they notice something different? Or maybe they did and chose not to give a damn? She was sure she didn’t appear happy, so why didn’t they ask? Sighing, she was puzzled if Beta Pierre would have noticed if she had looked at him. She hated the dooming feeling all over her, she recalled when she visited Pryden, House of Noirin, and the Shutter Island, and how she was so used to hearing disgusting stories of what had happened to them before coming to the two houses, but not once did she hear anyone s
She ignored the burning look she could feel from the alpha, with her face glued to the window she was surprised Beta Pierre didn’t ask again if she was okay. She pushed away all nasty thoughts that threatened to surface and waited to be told they have arrived. **Three hours later** Alpha Ciandra woke up to Alpha Alphonso removing a strand of her hair out of her face with no shame, she jerked up, hit him on the chin, and moved far away from him. From the front seat, Beta Pierre joked, “damn, you are feisty when you wake up.” “Beta Pierre, give us a minute.” Alpha Alphonso said with his eyes on her, when the door locked, he grabbed her chin, “don’t you dare do anything drastic, I want you to be on your best level.” “Do you have to grab my chin?” She slapped his hand away with anger in her eyes, “can you stop fucking with me.” Deep down she was trembling, inside she was a child on a corner wondering what she went wrong and if this was finally her fate. Alpha Alphonso returned too
The answer to a question that had been pestering her since she arrived at the Dark Shadow Pack was right here, staring into her. Although she had never met Luna of the Dark Shadow Pack, she had seen numerous photos of her, looking at the man in front of her, she felt like she was meeting luna for the very first time. The second time she saw luna’s picture inside Beta Pierre’s office, she concluded the beta was a pervert, because one, she had never seen the picture of luna inside the alpha's office, and two, how didn't the alpha ask him to pull it down? It had been absurd because, who would go around hanging their luna's picture in their bedroom, if only, at least the alpha's and it would have been understandable. You know, like when the citizens hung their president's picture in their rooms? She had asked Beta Pierre, and the man dodged the question as an adept soldier dodging an incoming bullet. Now, perturbed and stuck, she couldn’t help but wonder if the luna finally came b