Alpha's obsession

Khaleesi's Pov;

All the while, even as I put on the casual clothes that had been prepared by my assistant, on my orders, I wasn’t so interested in going to the meeting I set aside.

“Luna, they have been here for one hour now. Please, see them as soon as possible before the Alpha changes his mind,” Alaric reminded me while I tried to control myself. It was normal for every other person to get nervous at the thought of meeting someone for the first time with the knowledge that this said meeting was either going to a long term result or a short term one. I was hoping for the latter, even if it meant using someone else’s power for my benefits.

“Remind me, Alaric. You said no one has seen his face right?” Putting the last touch to my eyebrow, I finally turned to face Alaric who looked like if he could carry me to where we were to have our first meeting, he would.

“Yes, Khaleesi. This is the first time we would be seeing the Alpha’s face and you don’t need to worry about your terms, he agreed to it without batting an eyelid,” Alaric explained and I didn’t miss the sadness in his eyes. One that I knew all too well. It was the look a daughter would get from her loving parents when marrying her off to her new husband. It was just that, in this case, it could be said that I was trading my happiness for my pack’s.

“You know you can rethink this, right? You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” He added, confirming the thoughts I had of him in my head.

I sighed again, making sure it was loud enough for him to hear. “That’s enough, Alaric. I’m doing this and there is no going back…”

But this time, I’m not going to fall in love again. This time, I’m not going to let my heart make the decision for me. These words were what I told myself, the betrayal still hurting my chest like a fresh wound.

“Let’s go.”

As we neared the meeting hall, I took in the situation of my pack, letting my eyes take in its calmness.

Standing on each side outside the hall, were people, gathered, my pack members, their stares burning into me, with hope in their eyes. The ones whom I recognized as the elders of my pack also stared on, giving me nods and a smile that only added weight to my shoulders. The fear, caution and weariness in their eyes was just what I needed to give me the push and remind me of how much I needed to do this.

Staring at the kids who also stared at me, their big doe eyes watery, as if understanding how terrible the situation was. My heart called out to them and it only fueled my determination.

I closed my eyes, wanting to feel every emotion; the smell of their fear, their anticipation.

Everything flooded into my head like a series of information. The more I neared the huge doors of the meeting hall in my pack, the heavier the burden on my shoulders.

My heart slowly began thrumming in my chest, as the reality of what I was doing slowly set in.Who was this man I was going to be spending a part of my life with? What was he like?

“Luna, are you ready?” The guard standing by the huge doors asked, staring at me with so much much hope in his eyes.

“Yes,” I managed to say after getting myself together and managed to stop my heart from beating too fast.

With a nod of his head, the huge doors were soon pulled open, numerous eyes immediately falling on me.

Warriors, guards, elders and a few members of both packs were gathered, all seated and staring at me.

Amongst this sea of gazes, there was one which stood out the most.

The pair of blue enchanting eyes were at the center, belonging to a man who sat on the throne chair carved from the best stones. Remind me again of how this was my pack and not his.

Our eyes met, again, and it was like the air had been sucked out of the hall. Even the noisy hall had gone quiet in the blink of an eye, with no one speaking a word or making a move as much as scratching their eyebrow.

I felt my knees buckle under the intensity of his stare, the urge to just submit to him and fall to my knees but no! Not this time. I won’t be used again! With a quick pinch in my palm, I forced myself to break the stare. Snorting to myself, I raised my chin, in a bid to show how unaffected I was. I haven’t met the Alpha of Bloodmoon Pack before but I didn’t need anyone to tell me he was the one seated on my throne now.

Khaleesi, you can do this! Remember, you need something from him! This was the reassurance I continued to give myself before finding the strength to make my way towards him.

Every step I took, all eyes were on me, and I was glad Alaric was still following behind me. The more I approached him, the more the hall went quiet and I could feel the tension in the air.

With one last step, I was finally standing in front of him, with my head held high just as his lips slowly pulled into a smirk and I took notice of how beautiful his blue orbs were, edged with silver as they settled on me.

“So, the fallen princess is here,” He said, his voice, a low rumble.

Immediately, I hardened my expression, not backing down and matching his stare with the same intensity.

“And I am only here to make sure my pack remains standing,” I snapped back, not bothering to hide the steel in my voice.

Almost immediately, I watched his expression shift, a flicker of something dark- fascination, maybe, or the promise of danger. I watched his fingers move, as if signalling to his guards.

In no time, the huge all was cleared out, leaving just the two of us facing each other.

After what seemed like seconds, his legs moved, slowly rising from the throne as he approached me. His steps were slow and deliberate, as if calculating every movement.

My shadows refused to back down, making me hold my head high even as he slowly circled around me, like a predator accessing his prey.

“I’ve heard of your…misfortunes,” he starts to say. “A mate who chose another. A betrayal that nearly killed you.”

My breath got stuck, but I forced bak the emotions that were threatening to spill, not wanting him to see how his words were starting to affect me.

He soon continued to talk, his voice like a silk thread wrapped around my throat.

“I should pity you. But I don’t.”

He soon moves closer, his breath warm against my ear . “Tell me, Khaleesi, do you still dream of him? Of the mate who left you to rot?”

My powers lurk beneath my skin, screaming to be let out and I could feel the shadows rearing their heads, to show their presence as my anger soared. “Careful, Alpha. I’ve lost too much to lose anything more.”

His sudden roar of laughter is quick to catch me off guard, having not expected it.

“Good, I need that fire.”

Without warning, his hand curls around my neck, giving me no time as he slams my back against a pillar. Reflexively, my powers stream out, shadows showing their heads, a reflexive surge of power. Dark tendrils whip around us as I stared into his orbs that were still just as enchanting but he doesn’t release me, leaving just enough space for me to breathe.

His eyes alight with a feverish glow, boring holes into mine.

“Show me what you are,” He demands. “Prove to me you’re not just a broken woman with a dead mate bond.”

Immediately, my vision darkens, but I draw on the pain- the betrayal, the poison, the suffocating helplessness while I thought I was taking my last breath. My shadows harden, slamming into his chest, sending him skidding across the stone floor.

The hall quakes slightly as dust filters down from the ceiling.

I gasped for air as my powers writhed, shifting and untamed.

Aodhan rises, a slow, deliberate movement. With blood staining his lips, he walks forward, wiping it away with his thumb, his expression nothing short of exhilarated.

“Perfect,” he breathes.

In the blink of an eye, he falls to one knee in front of me, one hand outstretched as he speaks out. “Marry me. Not for the alliance. Not for the pack. But because together, we could burn this world to ash.”

My mind starts to race. Staring at the man before me, I already know what he is_ a monster, a manipulator. The very type of man I should run from, but I’m aware of what he offers-power, protection, and a path to revenge.

I parted my lips, but before I could respond, the huge doors were thrown open, a guard running in, panting with blood covering a side of his face streaming down to his neck.

“Luna, the Shadow clan…They’ve breached our borders. Fowler Dan is leading them…”

Time seemed to have stopped. Dan. The mate who had tried to kill me and had left me dead for good. The man whose death I vowed to be responsible for.

Aodhan begins to rise to his feet, his eyes not leaving mine. “Say the word, Khaleesi, and we’ll hunt him down together.”

One choice and it just happened to be a very good one. Shadows curl around me, my pulse like a beat of vengeance.

I meet with his gaze, nodding my head before placing my hand in his.

“Prepare the wolves. Tonight, we paint the earth with his blood, my Alpha.”

Wolves howl in tandem, filling the night with what was to come.