Chasing My Runaway Mate And Triplets

Chapter 1: Just Best friend 

Madeline 

The hall was full of noise, but yet, all I could hear was the sound of my heartbeat. No matter how hard I tried to look away I just couldn't resist it. He was too handsome, like a Demi God so how could someone like me not fall for him? 

I know I shouldn't be staring at him in a lustful way, but I just couldn't help myself. He's my childhood friend. My best friend. Rowan. 

He stood tall in front of everyone, his black hair shining under the golden light, and his smile contagious like someone who had won a lottery. 

He did win something more than a lottery, the Alpha title. The Alpha position. 

The elders placed the crown on his head and the crowd clapped and howled in excitement, numerous voices echoing against the walls. “ Alpha Rowan,” they chanted, over and over again, as if the world now belonged to him.

I didn't even realise I started smiling. My chest felt warm. I feel so proud of him, but I don't know why I'm feeling this way. We're friends, and friends aren't supposed to be fantasising about their friend in a lustful, sexualizing way. But I can't help it, I have a huge crush on him. 

My heart stopped as his eyes found mine, his smile sending chills down my spine. His gaze held me where I stood, burning through me and making me freeze, clutching the wine in my hands, the music, the noise, the laughter around me, it all went quiet under a second. 

But the way he was looking at me, I just can't tell. Why was he looking at me like that? Making me nervous and tense. 

I dropped my eyes quickly, heat radiating from my cheeks, but when I looked up, he was moving, coming towards me 

Within a few seconds, he stood in front of me, his cologne filling my nostrils. 

“Madeline,” he said, his deep voice snapping me out of my thoughts. I tried to speak but my throat felt too dry. 

“Congratulations, Alpha,” I whispered, my voice barely audible but I'm sure he heard me. He didn't smile, his eyes stayed on mine throughout, like he was studying me. His gaze was cold, and also unreadable. 

He reached for the drink in my hand and lifted it up. “Drink with me.” I nodded with a smile even though my heart was still racing rapidly.

His fingers brushed against mine as he took the glass and the small touch burned my skin, feeling awkward, I quickly grabbed another glass from a passing tray, pretending it didn't affect me. 

Silent hang in the air as we drank, the crowd danced and laughed, but yet, I felt like we were alone in a room. I don't just know what to say, but I do know one thing, I shouldn't be standing here with him. I should have avoided him like I did over the past few days when I noticed my feelings for him were coming back. 

I darted my eyes away from his direction when I noticed he was about to stare at me, but instead, I felt his head moving closer to mine. “Come with me.” His voice rolled in my ears and that was when I realized I thought wrong. I basically thought he wanted to kiss me. 

Instead of saying no, I found myself following him like an obedient slave who was too afraid to disobey his master. I followed him out of the hall, through the corridor, and past curious eyes that didn't matter anymore. 

We ended up in his room. Alone. With just our eyes synchronizing each other. His eyes that were unreadable earlier, I could read it now. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. His eyes were crowded with lust, and longing. 

My heart skipped as he pulled me closer and before I knew it, he pressed his lips against mine. My mind screamed at me to stop, but my heart betrayed me. My heart wanted it. 

His lips were warm, rough but gentle and soft, stealing my breath away. I couldn't resist it, the urge, the feelings that burned through my skin. I kissed him back without hesitation. 

For a second, the world fell away, flooded with silence, the only thing I could hear was the panting sounds of my heart. We shouldn't be doing this, I shouldn't be clocking lips with a man that has no make move towards me. 

He pushed me to the bed, his eyes filled with desperation, his eyes laced with lust. It's happening. After he pulled off his shirt, he helped me with mine and collide on my body, his d**k hanging on my thigh. 

Am I really going to give myself to him? My dignity? My pride as a woman? What if things didn't go as I had imagined it'll be? Would I be able to survive it? 

“Do you really want this?” He whispered, seeking my consent before sliding in. With a smile, I nodded my head. I hope I won't regret this. 

And under thirty minutes we were done. I lay against his chest, my heart aching with what I called guilt. Because deep down I know this wasn't love, but weakness. Mine. 

 What if he doesn't see me the way I see him? Or he doesn't look at me the way I do? 

*****

The next morning, I woke up to the sounds of voices. Soft, muffled voices coming from the balcony. Rowan was gone, I remember laying in his chest last night before passing out. 

Curious to know who that voice belongs to, I pulled the sheet around me and crept closer. 

It was Rowan, his voice was barely audible. But he wasn't alone. He was with a beautiful, elegant woman. Her hands rested on his arm as she smiled at him. 

My stomach dropped, my breath hitching with panic as I tried to figure out what was happening and why Rowan was with this woman. 

“My luna,” he called her softly, his hands holding onto her. 

For some seconds, I was dumbfounded and speechless, but then, the words rang in my ears, piercing into my heart like a knife, my chest tightened, my breath caught in my throat. 

Luna? The words indicate one thing. She's his mate. The one the moon goddess had chosen for him. 

I bit my fingers, wishing I was hallucinating and everything would soon clear off but unfortunately, it didn't. Everything became worse when I saw him kissing her, the same lips he had used on me last night. 

I can't believe this. Tears dropped from my eyes as I stumbled back to the room, my whole body trembling tremendously as a result of shock. Slowly, I grabbed my clothes with shaking hands, I didn't want anyone to see me, I didn't want them to see me. 

With shame and humiliation,I ran back to my room, locking the door behind me. I fell on my knees, crying profusely. 

Stupid me. I thought I was special. I basically thought we could have something together, but no, I was wrong. How could a girl like me dare dream of someone like Rowan would be mine? 

How could the almighty Rowan, an Alpha dare claim a destitute Orphan, low rank wolf like me? If I was considered to be an omega, I would have been grateful, at least I'll have hope of getting accepted by him. Omega wolf can still rise and become a Luna, but a low wolf with no home like me has no chance to do that. 

Of course I am grateful that nobody like me was able to befriend the almighty Rowan. We accidentally became friends one night when I saved him from dying. Ever since that incident, his parents accepted me as his friend, but that doesn't mean they'd accept me as his Luna. 

I'm sure to him, I am nothing but a mistake, a stupid one night stand which shouldn't have happened to begin with. 

Exhaling in and out, I stood up and walked to the small mirror above my dresser and stared at myself. My eyes were red, my lips were still swollen from last night.

“You're so stupid, Madeline,” I whispered in my reflection. 

I don't think I can stay here anymore. Not after this. Not after seeing him with her. 

I would leave, go to the human world, start over. Somewhere no one knows

me. Where no one would pity me for giving myself to a man who could never be mine. 

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