KIA'S POV. I did not want to believe that Tracy did not have anything to do with Ben's death but after Lisa confirmed that she was really innocent, I had to take a step back. It was sure that Lisa was not lying, she did not even dare to lie since it was about her Mate's death, she wanted revenge, so she would make use of any chance or oppportunity to apprehend those that were responsible for his death. If Tracy was really among the masked people, Lisa would definitely be the first person to talk. I was sure that she did not know Tracy at all, so I was assured that she was not hiding anything or helping Tracy at all. So, it was finally confirmed that I made the wrong judgement and decision but I still did not want to admit it. Even if she was not among the masked people, it was true that she was sent here by the Elder with an ulterior motives, some I knew about and the rest I was not so sure of but I did not even care, I did not even want to know at all. So, if she was not respons

TRACY'S POV. Five days might have passed like a flash for some people, but for me, it was as slow as a snail. During these days, although I did not work at all which was to my advantage, I was so bored that I could not cry.The two days Moon light meditation went very well without any problem, I did not meet up with any of those rogues and I was even able to hunt after so many days.But, I felt bored. Mainly because, I had not been able to see the Alpha for days. The moon light meditation was only at night and during the day, I would be able to do what I wanted but I did not work.During that time, I would go to the Alpha's office to check him but he was not always around. Even in his room, he was not there.I could not help but worry, I did not have the right to but I was still worried. The Alpha was not an Alpha for nothing, but I did not know why I was still very worried.He was powerful and he had so many subjects and warriors that could protect him but my worry did not lessen a

Tracy's POV. "Crystal, it seems he is staring at me," I said to her, unsure what my exact reaction should be: one of happiness or fear. *Ouuu, you do not say. This is your opportunity." "My opportunity to do what Crystal?" "Don't sound unaware of what I mean here." "I sure would not be asking you if I understood it." "Ughhh, alright. This is your opportunity to be closer to you. You did mention that you missed him, plus he looks pretty much exhausted from all that training. Come on, Tracy," "But..but how do I do that?" "I will guide you." "I will guide you" Right now, I could not tell if it was Crystal or I was still shivering from having Kia so close to me, I tried placing my hands to the sides, and oh my days, I accidentally brushed Kia's cock from his trouser. I bit my lower lip, expecting the worst of punishments. My thoughts could not help but ponder on the hardness of his cock. Did I cause that? I asked, squirming at the thought. Without much thought, I went on my kn

Tracy's POV It has been a week now since Kia and the army had left. Everyone was literally on the edge of their seats, waiting for information of any kind Were they safe? Had they succeeded? Was everything under control? These questions and more always troubled my mind. "Are you still going to stand in front of the door to his room?" Crystal said inside of me. I knew she was right, and I should probably stop sulking. Sulking would not solve anything, would it? Maybe I should prepare for the war and join them instead. That way, I will always be close to him. That way, I will make sure he is always right. Speaking about closeness, I have not seen Amber since they left. Was she avoiding me, or was she as scared and horrified as I am? "Crystal?" "Yes? What is the issue?" "Am I the only one who feels the bond between me and Kia?" I am not quite sure if this is the right question to ask at this time because, I mean, it could just be my emotions messing with me, right? Despite that,

Tracy's POVI woke up in my room, lying in bed with a cup of tea on my bedside table. I reached over, placing my palm right above the cup's brim. It was still warm. "Was it all a dream?" I said, maybe a little bit louder than I had imagined."No, it was not. I see you are up already". Huh, was someone else in here with me? I sat up abruptly to meet the warm eyes of the pack's healer. I had visited her just once to treat the injuries I had gotten from my stepdad's assault. He successfully convinced everyone that I had a mental illness, and had resulted in injuring myself. Everyone believed him except for Ma'am Emily, the healer. She had even made up an excuse so I could stay longer under her care. "Tracy... It's been ages since I last saw you," she said as she approached me, holding a glass of something that looked like medicine. "What are you doing here, ma'am?" I looked around once more, ensuring that I had not gone back in time. My lamp was dimly lit, and farther away was a tabl