CHAPTER THREE - PIXIE

PIXIE

Pixie, he called me his Pixie. My mind was anything stable as I ran through the storm, his warmth had left me now and I suffered the cold but it was all for the best. The urge to ride him became stronger with every second I stayed in his presence.

I chucked, a tear rolling down my cheek when I realized my mate was actually the Alpha Asha. When I reach the gates to my pack mansion the large wolves at their posts only needed a whiff of my scent before the shielded me with their large forms and escorting me out for the storm.

“My father must not know about this!” I said to them. They looked at each other, then back at me before lowering their heads in obedience.

I tip tapped through the large castle, enjoying the warmth within the walls and glad I was finally away from the painful hail. Like a ninja I slowly twisted the knob of my room door but it was opened from inside and I was yanked in by my Amber.

“Gawd Penelope! Where have you been?!” She was worried, I could see the fear in her eyes as she ran me over with a very large towel.

“I was out looking for you…!” I spat. “Is father awake?”

“No, he came to check on you a while ago and I had to tuck myself into your bed so he didn’t suspect!” That’s Amber, always doing the most. We had been together for as far back as I had memories. She was like a sister to me and we were the same age, both seventeen ( I was older with a few months though)

“You’re shaking Penelope… what’s wrong?” She asked and I avoided her gaze, my brief romance with Asha was still fresh in my mind, too fresh I could still feel the lingering of pleasure work through me soothingly. I loved him, it was odd, fast and totally ridiculous but I loved him. I needed him, I wanted to have him.

The Alpha was said to be a ruthless and brutal animals with no regards for the life of his enemies but with me just now he was gentle and kind, loving and charming. He hated my father and I knew that but if so then why didn’t he kill me? Our bond though it had just been formed was already so strong it was literally pulling me to go back under the storm and fall into his loving clutches.

“Your eyes… why are they so bright?”

I had gotten totally lost in my reverie I had forgotten that Amber was standing right in front of me.

Without warning she yanked the towel from my body, I spun on the spot before she had her face sniffing on my body.

She stepped back, her hands to her nose.

“You didn’t only go to find me in that storm did you?”

I kept silent, my heat racing.

“Who is he? Who is he Penelope TALK!!!” I hated it when she got all serious, when she switched to ‘mother-mode’ and commanded me about.

“Look it’s not what you think!”

“Did he touch you without your consent?”

“No!”

She gasped. Looking at me through new eyes.

“You’ve found your mate!”

I hurriedly hushed her.

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When morning came I was devastated to have been woken up from the dream I was reliving the previous night with Asha. His tall, muscular frame was as sexy as it was manly. The glint in his eyes was merely a love glint to me and when he had touched my neck, oh gawd when he lay his fingers softly on my neck.

Amber who had woken me up had a rather glum look on her face.

Today is the day for my coronation, after today all I had to do was find a mate and the kingdoms affairs would be handed over to me, my father governing my every move at his best.

I had refused to tell Amber the name of my mate even when she tried the puppy eyes trick on me which had always worked.

“Penelope…?” She said. I rubbed my hands on my eyelids, wondering what could make her so sad so early in the morning, and my long blonde strands were all over my face.

“Amber, I already told you I won’t reveal who my mate—”

“After today that would be the least of your worries…”

I stared at her blankly, wondering what she had meant by that.

“What do you mean?”

“See for yourself…”

She handed me a folded parchment. “I stole that from your fathers desk, I think it’s worth you take a look at it.”

The wax seal was already broken and I rolled opened the small letter, it read;

To the Alpha Silva

Advanced congratulations on your daughters coronation ceremony. As we know my packs presence would humbly grace your halls for the announcement of the joining of our packs…

I scanned through, hoping this was not what I thought it was.

…and I am grateful for the gift you have bestowed upon my pack with the betrothment of your daughter and my son Alpha Dwight—

“What is this?!” I shrieked!

The sudden sound of my voice startling Amber and she shook with freight.

A betrothal? And worst behind my back! My father, the Alpha, he was responsible, only he could do something like this!

Alpha Dwight, the Alpha of the north.

“You know what this means right?” Amber was tensed as well.

My mate, the bond, last night, Alpha Asha! I loved him, I needed him even if we had just met it was obvious we were meant for each other, we needed each other.

He said he’d come, he’d be watching. What happens when my father announces my betrothal in my mates presence? Asha is dangerous, he might cause a commotion or worst he might attack Dwight.

This betrothal. This changes everything!