ALPHA'S POV.
I walked through the corridors, my thoughts still reeling from what had happened last night. I couldn't believe what had transpired between Elsa and me. The way she had resisted me had caught me off guard, and I was left feeling disappointed and confused.As I made my way to the garden, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach. I had always heard that Elsa had no wolf, and yet she had exhibited a level of power that I had not expected. The way she had fought back had been both surprising and intriguing.
When I reached the garden, I sat down on one of the benches and closed my eyes, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I could still feel the pull of her wolf, the way it had resisted me as if it knew that I was not the right mate for Elsa. It was a strange feeling, one that I had never experienced before.
I opened my eyes and looked up at the moon, wondering if it held the answer to my questions. I had always believed that the moon had a way of guiding us, of showing us the path we should take. But now, I was not so sure.
I replayed the events of the night in my mind, trying to make sense of what had happened. Elsa had been so different from any other woman I had ever met. She had the strength and a spirit that was rare and captivating. And yet, her wolf had rejected me, as if it knew that we were not meant to be together.
I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, trying to push away the confusion and frustration that I felt. I knew that I had to tread carefully with Elsa. She was not like the other women in my pack, and I had to respect that. But at the same time, I couldn't help feeling drawn to her, intrigued by her.
The power that radiated from her was incredible, and I couldn't help but feel both intrigued and a bit threatened by it.
I knew that I needed to find out more about Elsa and the source of her strength. Perhaps there was something unique about her that I had not yet discovered. Or maybe there was some other force at work, something beyond my understanding.
As I pondered these thoughts, I felt a sense of urgency growing inside of me. I knew that I couldn't simply sit back and wait for answers to come to me. I needed to take action and find out the truth for myself.
But where to begin? There were so many questions that needed answering, and so few leads to follow. I knew that I would need help, someone with knowledge and expertise in matters like these.
That's when I remembered the diviner. She was the only one who might be able to shed some light on Elsa's mysterious power. I had always been skeptical of the diviner's abilities, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
I made up my mind then and there to seek out the diviner and ask for her assistance. It was a risk, of course. The diviner was a wild card, unpredictable and often dangerous. But I was willing to take that risk if it meant finding the answers I so desperately sought.
With a determined stride, I made my way out of the garden and back into the castle, my mind already racing with questions to ask the diviner.
I went back inside, feeling a chill in my bones. The air outside was cold, and my body had grown accustomed to the warmth of the fire. I needed something to warm me up, so I went to the kitchen to get a bottle of hot drink.
I opened the cupboard and found the bottle, pulling it out and examining the label. It was a rich, dark liquid, with a sweet aroma that filled the air. I grabbed a glass and poured myself a generous amount, the liquid steaming in the cool air.
As I lifted the glass to my lips, I took a deep breath, savoring the aroma. The first sip was like a burst of warmth in my chest, spreading through my body and chasing away the cold. The liquid was sweet and rich, with a hint of spice that tingled on my tongue.
I took another sip, letting the heat of the drink fill me up. It was like a blanket, wrapping around me and protecting me from the cold. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling, letting the warmth seep into my bones.
I was still sipping on my drink when I heard footsteps approaching. I frowned, wondering who it could be. The only people who were allowed in my chambers without permission were my wives, and they all knew not to disturb me unless it was urgent.
After a few moments, the door to the Packhouse opened, and my third wife walked in, a frown etched on her beautiful face. I sat up, curious as to what she wanted.
"Who was that girl I saw in the hallway earlier?" she asked me, her tone clipped and sharp.
I was taken aback. "What girl?" I asked, playing dumb.
"The one who walked past me earlier. She was not a member of the Pack, and yet she was wandering around the halls as if she owned the place."
I tried to hide my surprise, but I knew she could see right through me. She was one of the most perceptive people I knew, and it was almost impossible to keep anything from her.
"I don't know who you're talking about," I said, taking another sip of my drink.
She narrowed her eyes at me, clearly not convinced. "Don't play dumb. I know you saw her. Who is she, and what is she doing here?"
I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. My third wife was fiercely loyal to me, but she was also quick to judge.
That was the exact moment it occurred to me who she was talking about.
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