ALEXANDER.
The sun seeped into my eyes and I instantly flung them open. I was still in my car, two gates away from Tina’s home. I stayed here overnight. ‘Yep, she didn't come back,’ Tyrant said. “You didn't sleep?” I asked and he nodded. ‘I waited for her scent, until now, she hasn't come back.’ He yawned, his voice tired. What the hell?! Where did she go? I opened the car door and Tyrant came forward. ‘Where are you going?’ He asked. “To her house. Maybe Tina knows where she went?” I asked. ‘You are wearing the same clothes and shoes from yesterday, Tina will ask questions.’ He reminded me and I sighed. I had completely forgotten. ‘She might be in school.’ Tyrant added. I drove back home and showered before dressing for work. Being a professor was the best way to build my qualifications to be Beta. This was why I took the job and it actually paid off. In school, she was nowhere in sight. I went to every class she was supposed to have for the day yet she wasn't in any of them. “Where could she be?” I wondered again. Tyrant kept quiet for a second. ‘It is not like we care about her, we shouldn't care.’ he said. I nodded. He was right. “But she is human, we have to care because we are good people.” ‘Yes.’ he agreed. “Should we report to the border men? Do you think that is better?” I asked. ‘I think it is too much, wouldn't they wonder why and how we knew she was missing?’ “Does it matter? She ran out of the house and now she didn't come to school.” I sighed. ‘We have a meeting with the Alpha, let’s sort that out first.’ I nodded, picking my keys off the table. I got in my car and picked Tina up from the saloon. We would be seeing the Alpha together and also fixing the date for our wedding and Beta coronation. “Are you excited?” she asked. Excitement? No, I wasn't. I was going to be meeting my father for the first time in twenty-eight years, why should I be excited about that? “Yes,” I said without a smile, and she brought her hand to mine caressing my skin. “Did she come back?” I asked. “Who?” She asked making me glance at her. “Lana, she wasn't in class today.” “Oh, she probably went to fuck a man. She is just like her mother, fucking around before finding her mate. Pretty sure the man would be meeting a big fish hole when he meets her.” She hissed. ‘Is she not explaining herself right now?’ Tyrant hissed and I almost laughed from his irritation. “She sleeps around?” I asked. “Yes, she is a whore. Why do you think I hate her? I have caught her with over four men in her room, moaning and sucking their cock. Did you know she ran from the house to meet a man and that was when her father went to search for her which caused his accident.” She rolled her eyes with irritation. I swallowed, feeling a nerve burst in my belly. “Are you okay?” She asked. “No, I am parched.” I stopped by the coffee shop and went in for a cup of coffee. After swallowing the first one in one gulp, I took another back to the car. Tyrant said nothing. “Are you okay now?” She asked and I nodded, continuing the drive, my face fixed on the road. Soon, we arrived at the pack house. I had never lived in it. I had never one day lived like an Alpha prince. We got in, Tina holding my hand like she was leading her baby brother. She was six years older anyway. We waited for the Alpha to arrive in the meeting room and when he stepped in, I got engulfed in his aura. He had violet eyes, one that ran in the family and this was the reason I wore contact lenses to hide mine. “Wow, he is a handsome one,” he said taking his seat. “Yes, Alpha. Alexander here is going to be taking over from Bryan. I will also be getting married to him.” Tina beamed. I blacked out from their discussion when a familiar scent hit my nostrils, making me dart around to see where it came from. The pack house was large. We were in the second floor where the Alpha did all of his meetings. ‘It smelling like her’ Tyrant came forward. He was right. She smelled like vanilla. Like peach. Spring break. Freedom. Her smell was ecstasy and every time I sniffed if, it felt so right. ‘Yet wrong, very wrong.’ Tyrant interjected, reminding me I wasn't supposed to be enjoying her scent. ‘Especially because she is not a saint. She has been sleeping with different men. This is why love is nonsense and we can never believe in it.’ I agreed with him. The only reason my mom was crazy in a mental hospital was because of this man. He didn't know how much hatred I harbored against him. He was here living happily while my mother suffered a great deal. He got a new wife and son who lived in this mansion with him and neglected my mother who was his real mate. Worse, the bastard marked her yet he didn't let her mark him. He claimed her subjecting her to loneliness and heartbreak. Each time he slept with other women, she felt it. My fist clenched beside me and I wanted to punch the grin off his face. He was looking at me, but I hated his gut. I hated everything about him. “Yes, he is very handsome.” Tina held me and laid her head on my shoulder. “Dad, I am going to drop her off.” A manly voice sounded. I turned to the entrance and saw a young man. It was Isaac, Alpha’s heir. Isaac was over twenty years old. His purple eyes gazed at his father waiting for approval. It wasn't Isaac that got my attention. He was handsome with violet eyes that have him unique features but that didn't flabbergasted me. It was the female behind him that did. She stood next to him, closely, her eyes on the floor. ‘What is she doing with him?’ Tyrant came forward quickly, anger sipping from him to me. ‘Isn’t Isaac a fuck boy? Goodness, did she fuvk him?’ “She better not!” I stood, ignoring everyone in the room. She was the one I fixed my burning gaze on. Gently, she lifted her head as well, and when she saw me, she froze. I walked up to her and grabbed her hand. “Come with me!”LENA. One of the teachers, I had been nice to her for some time now, and she gave me the information I needed concerning scott’s aunt. She said her name was Monica. Great! “Lena, I really need you to understand that giving personal information is not right with work ethics but you are a good person and I can trust you, right?” She asked. She was correct. She could trust me. This was the way I got Monica’s personal information, including her Facebook page. Going through the front page, I did not expect to see her in a picture with Jenny. My eyes went wide, and it was so unexpected. I stared at the picture of Monica for some time, realizing she sort of looked familiar. The kids were in school now and I got a break from work. I had been working online for sometime now, mostly handling the shy or busy patients who couldn't come for physical meetings. For a second, I felt a wave of cold blow on me but it wasn't the good kind, but the odd one. The one that came with pain. I often
LENA. My wolf was right, it would catch up with me but there was no other way to stop the persistent pain. After losing my mate - killing him- I started to feel a heart wrenching pain in my heart, a burning sensation that spread over. I had to take multiple painkillers to stop it. Yet, this painkillers could slowly kill me because one of the key ingredients was mild wolfsbane. It was never supposed to be overused. Unfortunately, I had to use it twice in one day to reduce the pain. After dinner, I put the kids to sleep. They didn't sleep though, not yet. Isna was staring at me as I read ‘The Napping House’ to them. Israel was playing with his motorcycle toy, gently riding it along his side. He looked like he wasn't interested in what I was reading. “Mom, when are we going to meet daddy?” Isna asked, cutting me short. Shocked, I lifted my head. She was looking at me. Why have they suddenly started to ask about their father? Did someone tell them something? “Maybe because
LENA. I couldn't be mistaken, it was Alexander but how come he had been with Jenny for the longest time. Even before I had my kids. Jenny once told me she was in love with a guy named Xandy. She told me how she fell in love with him. She also mentioned that he was the one I slept with; the father of my kids. Could it be that Xandy was the father of my kids and also Alexander? My mind spiraled at the thought. It couldn't be right. How was it possible? That I had slept with Alexander that night? If I had, then I would have remembered. His scent would have made me aware that it was him. Plus, the pictures and videos showed didn't tally. Alexander went crazy for years and was in the pack, how could he be in videos and pictures with Jenny? It wasn't making any sense. “Then why has Jenny been running from you and who is this new guy?” My wolf asked. I couldn't respond. I was confused as well. Mom returned to the kitchen, she walked over to the kitchen cabinet and she continued to
LENA. ONE YEAR LATER. “Mom,” I heard Isna call me while I was in the kitchen with my mom. Lucia decided that we were family and we shouldn't be apart. I really needed someone hence our relationship was needed. It had been one year since the issue with Jon Murray. We bought a house on neutral ground and I also changed my workplace. The hospital still reminded me of my past. Alexander’s death. It hasn't been easy moving on, I couldn't. Not when every night I had dreams of him. Wet dreams and whenever I woke up, I found my pussy dripping. Lately, I had been feeling weak and I knew it was the death of my mate that caused it. Anyway, Isna ran into the kitchen while mom was preparing lunch and I was working on my laptop. She carried a pink barbie bag which mommy got her the last time she went to Dubai. She got a set of it for Riana’s and Nathan’s children as well. Riana and Nathan are her kids with Jon Murray. They are really nice and they love Isna and Israel so much. We became
LENA. I went with the policemen, unaware of what was going on. When we arrived, they took me to the interrogation room. There was a man in the room and next to him was a woman, almost wailing. She looked sad and her arms were folded over her chest. Her face looked familiar but I couldn't quite place it. Moreover, I was here for something more important. What the hell was going on?“Do you know this man, Lena?” The police man who took me here asked. I stared at the man, his face looked doomed. As if he already knew his fate and was in fact unredeemable. I shook my head. I had never seen him.“This is the man who hired an assassin to get you killed.” “Please stop, my husband would never do such a thing!” The woman cried, and she wiped her tears again. I turned to the police man. “What are you saying?” I asked, exhausted at this time. I just want to be back in my home, prepare dinner before my kids get back from their nanny’s place. He was a black police officer and he looked
LENA. He stopped breathing. Gone. Dead. My mate. I could feel the tether break. I could no longer smell him. I was staring at the corpse of my mate. No. Oh my god. No. What did I do? Why did I kill him? I moved my legs to him and fell next to him. I grabbed his shirt, and lean the side of my head on his chest, to hear his heart. As expected, he wasn't breathing. I had killed him. I paused. And stared at his lifeless body. He was really gone. My mate was gone. Oh no. I killed him. Tears ran down my cheeks. I sat next to him, cupping his cheeks. In this moment, I remembered who he used to be. My teacher. I watched him from afar when he taught. Even before I knew he was my mate, he always stood out to me. He was handsome. Well-spoken. The best. Even when he made me feel small, I still smiled when I thought about him. In those moments, I never thought that a day like this would come. A day when I would stab him with po