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14. Run-in
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2025-02-22 00:55:23
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Although Paul had brought me to safety, because of my earlier injuries due to being bitten by the wild beast, my healing powers that had been inherent to my werewolf nature had become too weak. As a result, my body was showing the symptoms of that trauma, by not recovering in time. Paul had to find a good doctor for me, realising that I could not heal until the wounds were tended to. He had to contact the main healer of the pack, who rarely used to treat patients these days after his retirement; but because it was an Alpha's call, he couldn't simply deny it, and had arrived for a check-up. He had left after checking my wounds and prescribing plenty of medicines for quick recovery, herbs for pain relief, and precautions for me. I found out all this from the mouth of a girl who had been appointed as my attendant for the time being, as I had still been unconscious after Paul had brought me here. I woke up two hours after the main healer had left, and found myself in a strange room. T
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A little laugh escaped from my mouth, while Paul was looking at his brother with confusion and a little annoyance, as his arrival had interrupted our conversation. Even though the sound of my laughter was quite feeble as I was not able to use my full vocal capacity, the little fellow still recognised my voice and exclaimed; "Ahh! She is here! But where is she? Lexie, where are you?" Saying this, he came to stand in the middle of the room, and saw me lying on the bed. Without a word, he turned to his older brother with a gesture to lift him up and put him by my side, on top of the bed. I could sense a twinge of jealousy on Paul's face, but his love for his brother overpower it and he lifted Andy up and put him by my side with tons of instructions. “Andy! Lexie is not well, so you can't jump on her, no hugging and no poking her cheeks either! In short, you are not allowed to touch her, nor are you allowed to pull on her hands for playing with you, as she needs rest-” “Oh my God Pa
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It had been seven days since I was brought to Paul's house after the incident, and I had been staying there and recovering from my injuries. But all these days had gone by in the blink of an eye, while at the same time, it had been a very long and significant time period for me. Because during this period, Paul and I had come so close in the manner of knowing each other. He shared how being an Alpha was not only challenging work as expected, but the work required hundred and ten percent responsibility…how it required one to be away from everyone, apart from some extremely trusted people in their life; despite wanting to hang out like a normal adult, the person in a position of authority was also bogged down with responsibility, and couldn't actually go out for the sake of their own social life. During the days that passed us by, we discussed things like these, along with the different adventures we had embarked on in our entirely different lives- whether willingly or otherwise, whi
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It had been another seven days since I returned home, and I had almost made a full recovery by now. There were still a few sore spots, sure, but I could walk around and do stuff myself, for the most part. However, there was one very important job to be done, that was still pending: telling Micheal what had actually happened. I knew that although he had not asked anything directly from me, he did want to know what exactly had happened to me that I had stayed at Alpha Paul's place for a week straight. After I told him everything, from me getting injured to Paul taking care of me, he just looked at me and asked, "Do you know who those people were, and what they wanted from you?" But I really did not have the answer to this question of his, so I simply shook my head from left to right, and uttered, "I don't have any clue." "I want you to be careful from now on, and inform me earlier if anyone tries to pull anything like this again. Got it? Oh and, Paul had come looking for you, that
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At school the next day, the hype about the ball was so huge that everyone was just talking about the ball and nothing else. All the adolescent werewolves who had not found their mate yet, were hoping to find their mate at the ball, so everyone was really over-excited for this gathering. And naturally, all the hopeful ones were seeking not just a second opinion about their chosen outfits from their friends, but even so much as twenty or thirty of them! Abby was also one of them, and wanted to stand out from the crowd. After all, according to public knowledge, the Alpha hadn't found his mate yet either, so she still has a chance...and how could she let go of this golden opportunity? She might have been distracted in planning the dress, accessories and hairstyles for the ball, because she bumped into me in the school corridor yet again. At first, she was obviously annoyed and looked up to see which lowly creature had interrupted her sweet daydreaming, but she became totally stunned af
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Finally, the schedule at school came to an end and everyone rushed to their homes quickly, with promises of meeting their friends as soon as they were ready. The evening of the ball had arrived, and shortly after, so did Paul. He had come to my house to pick me up and take me to the venue; he was waiting for me outside of my house, as I started to walk out slowly while trying to manage myself. I was wearing the turquoise ball gown that I had bought from the mall with Paul the previous afternoon. Kate had helped me tie my hair into a high bun, intentionally leaving out some strands of my hair on the right side of my cheek, balancing out the other side that was decorated by the scar. As I had stared into the mirror at myself, Paul's comforting words had echoed in my ears, assuring me that I had made the right decision. "Sometimes… the things we think are making us the ugliest person in the world, are actually the things that mark us as the most beautiful person instead. So in your c
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I was just as shocked as everyone else, or maybe even more than them. Not even in the wildest throes of my imagination, had I ever expected that he would announce me as his mate at the ball, like this.The state of my shock and disbelief was such that I was not able to react in any manner; I was just standing at my place completely frozen, without even moving at all while the scattered applause in the hall turned into a full chaos, replete with clapping, cheering and jeering, shouts, hoots and whistles.This was when he invited me for the opening dance, saying, "Lexie! My mate , may I ask your hand to open the dance for the evening?"I was not in a state to refuse, I was not in a state to accept, I was just suspended in my utter shock; and because of that, I just managed to bob my head up and down to resemble a nod. Paul came forward and firmly took my hand in his, and took me to the dance floor with all eyes focused on us like laser beams; but it was only his hand that I could bear
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