Chapter 3

The silver wolf form paused as her words fell, as Lancer reverted back to his human form, his shirt torn to shreds hanging loosely between his well defined waist bulked by eight toned abs.

"..."

Aliana tilted her to look at Lancer who silently stared at her back after transforming to human form. She smiled, feeling the thread bonding the two of them thinning pitifully when the attempt for a murderous attack was made.

Aliana raised her brows. So she really is bonded to this guy. But... raising her head to look at Lancer who stared back at her with eyes red filled with fury after reverting back, clearly being repulsed by his own wolf, she tilted her head and asked with the corner of her lips curled up in mockery, "What? Even your wolf hates you now huh--?"

"Shut up-!" 

Lancer coldly interjected her, when he was also cut off by his phone ringtone.

His cold demeanor instantly softened as he took his phone out of his pockets then answered the call. Aliana silently stared at Lancer back who turned around and got his jacket, once again making his way outside.

She leaned her back on the chair, tilting her body as she spread out her palm to lean her cheek on, biting her lower lip, she still said in the end, “Are you really going to leave just like that?” raising her brows as she asked.

Lancer stopped on his tracks, turning back to face Aliana who leisurely stared back at him.

“Are we seriously going to start arguing over this again?” 

Lancer frowned, eyes lit up in suppressed anger. 

Aliana chuckled, then shrugged her shoulders with a pout, standing up, she raised her head and looked over at Lancer with lowered eyes, with the corner of her lips curled up in mock, “Argue? Did you ever allow an argument between us over the years? Don’t flatter me too much.”

“You don’t want a dominant omega running your head all day long. That’s why you took a forcible liking to a recessive one, right?”

Lancer gritted his teeth, his golden eyes flickered in firece light, but Aliana only turned her back in response, about to go upstairs, when the tightly closed door creaked open slowly.

Jasper with a bouquet of flowers and a packed little cake with cute pinky ribbons wrapped around it appeared outside, smiling brightly despite the exhaustion that washed over his gentle face, then wiped it off again after seeing Lancer in the room.

Aliana let out a low secret laugh, seeing Jasper's sour face the instant he sees Lancer inside.

Lancer, seeing his cousin appear, was even more sour, the atmosphere around them depleting at a visible eye.

“What are you doing here?” 

“Why are you here?”

Both men asked at the same time, growing silent as they stared at each other, but the phone hanging beside Lancer, sounded a familiar woman's voice, destroying the silence that was formed.

Aliana looked at Jasper silently at perfect time, her expression looking tired. 

Lancer's gaze darkened, feeling angry as Aliana turned all of her attention on Jasper who just arrived, much so, he didn't even notice he was still on the other end of the phone call with Melanie.

“Are you here for Ana?” 

Aliana asked quietly, exuding fragility that made Jasper furrow his brows while Lancer felt speechless at Aliana sudden change of mood once again.

“Yes, where is she–?” handing the bouquet of cute daisies and his packed gift, Jasper asked, taking a seat down, loosening his tie as he raised his head to look at Lancer who still stood, looking down at him, their gazes clashing with different intentions.

“What do you want from my daughter?” Lancer asked, cutting off Jasper words with a frown, his gaze darkening in defiance.

“Wanting to celebrate Ana birthday of course–” having his words cut off for the second time, a furrow made way

The three of them were silent, all having the time of their life staring at each other, when a soft, almost integrating voice, sounded from Lancer phone.

“Lancer..?” Melanie's voice echoed, deepening the silence between the three of them. “Lancer? Are you still there?” Melanie once again asked over the phone, her tone having a taint of annoyance on them. But maybe because this guy was so in love with his so-called first love that he didn’t even notice the attitude being given to him, as he was hurrying himself to appease another woman in front of his wife–no, his mate.

Its.. making her wolf heart clenching in extreme agony she barely can describe.

But.. 

Aliana merely raised her brows, silently cutting up a cake, putting it in a plate as she gently pushed it towards Jasper who instantly received it with a wide gratified smile.

She’s used to it.

Lancer, who was talking to Melanie on the other end of the phone call, happened to glance at this scene, narrowing his eyes down into a slit, his thoughts unknown but the grip he had on his phone tightened.

“Lena really misses you, she doesn't want to sleep if you're not there to hug her. Are you.. coming back?” 

Melanie voice were very gentle and cautious in the end when she asked, the normal thing she always do to receive Lancer gentle care and love, but Lancer who always seemed hypnotized by her voice seemed to have not heard her at all, as all he can think of right now, was how his cousin acted so intimate towards his mate!

“Lancer?” Melanie's soft cautious voice once again sounded, as Lancer finally snapped out of his dazed state, giving his response. 

“I'll be there, let her wait.”

Melanie paused, puzzled about the sudden coldness of Lancer's voice, but Lancer already hung up the phone call, letting the words of question on her throat had nowhere to vent.

Melanie grip on her phone tightened, vein popping out of her nape as she threw the phone across the room.

Her daughter, looking exactly the same as her, entered the room carrying a teddy bear, her cautious and timid eyes peeking out, “What’s wrong with you Mommy?”

Melanie instantly changed her expressions, distorting even further, she went to her daughter's side and held both of her arms hard. “Why does Lancer not react anymore when hearing your name!?”

Lena flinched in pain, her teddy bear falling to the ground as her back tensed, the corner of her eyes turning red, “M-mommy, it hurts.”

Melanie just tightened her grip further, eyes darkening, “You better feel it and complain to Lancer later!”

Lena pursed her lips, nodding her little head hurriedly as big drops of tears streaked down to her pale chubby cheeks.

Melanie sighed, her grip relaxing, with expression also loosening, she gently cupped her daughter's cheeks, earnestly saying, “You know that I'm doing this for your own good, right?”

A small quiet sob escaped from Lena's pouty lips but she still nodded, throwing herself to her mother's arms for a hug.

Melanie hugged her daughter, though there was no expression on her face as she gently patted her daughter's head.