Her Forbidden Alpha

He’s back?

Chapter 2:

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Alone in my room, tears flowed freely as I grappled with the ache in my heart.

I couldn’t return back to my cousin’s house. It wasn’t possible.

I couldn’t suffer in miserable silence while she had the happiness that I had always wanted.

And seeing her with my former mate might just stir up something in me that I couldn’t risk.

So my cowardly self had to run. And now I’m hiding in my step mother’s house.

How pathetic my life had become. I left here to my cousin’s home so I could be safe but now I had to come back here to be safe instead. Life is such an irony.

I sigh blinking back tears as I thought of what to do about what had occurred last night.

When I realized what I had done this morning, I rushed out of whatever room that I was in and ran away.

I just couldn’t stay there any longer.

That wasn’t my ideal first night. I had hoped I would spend it with my future mate not just some random stranger who I met in the middle of an heartbreak.

No wonder I couldn’t be the perfect mate to our pack alpha’s son. Like my aunt had said, I would be a disappointing failure.

“Oh moon goddess, what should I do?.” I whispered looking above like there would be someone to answer me.

And of course, no one answered.

A knock broke the silence, and I quickly wiped my eyes, rallying myself for what lay ahead. "Who is it?" I called out, my voice shaky.

"It's me, Miss," the maid replied, her tone urgent. "Your step mother calls for your presence. Her son is finally back, and the others are waiting for you in the throne room."

My heart sank at the news, dread settling like a heavy weight in my chest.

Since when was I that important for her to need to call for my presence?

I hurriedly freshened up, feeling the pressure of the moment urging me on.

With hesitant steps, I left the comfort of my room and made my way to the throne room, where my family awaited my arrival.

Entering the grand hall, I found them all gathered, expectant gazes turning towards me.

My stepmother's stern expression demanded my attention, leaving no room for hesitation.

Only if she would smile for once in her life.

I wish. I scoffed thinking in my mind on how stoic my step mother’s expression usually was.

As I approached, my eyes fell upon him, standing tall and imposing, a figure of authority in the room.

His presence was intimidating, his features etched with a hardness that spoke of power. There was an air of danger about him, a sense that he commanded respect and obedience without question. I couldn't help but feel a shiver of fear run down my spine as I took in his formidable demeanor.

Recognition dawned as our eyes met, and I felt a surge of panic grip me. He was the same man I had shared a night with, a fact that filled me with apprehension.

But how come?

The Klaus I knew as my step brother was a scrawny kid in the past ?

How come he is like this now?

Now Klaus was tall, with muscles like boulders and eyes as sharp as daggers. His jawline could cut glass, and his dark hair falls in waves around his face. But it's his tattoos that catch my eye, swirling patterns that snake across his skin like living things.

There's a fierceness in his gaze, a sense of power and danger that draws me in despite my confused self.

He looked like he could be a storm, wild and untamed, and I can't help but be captivated by his presence.

I was so drawn to him last night. It seemed like he was too.

But the way Klaus’s expression was. I doubt if that was the case for him too.

Last night, he was inviting.

Now he looked like a tiger ready to pounce.

If I was closer, I would have sensed the alpha energy radiating off of him.

But there was no time to dwell on the past as I focused on maintaining my composure in his presence.

I was ready to forget what had happened last night. And even if this new discovery might be surprising enough, I still wasn’t going to let it affect my decision of shutting out what had happened.

And it seemed like Klaus was going to take that route too. Even better that I was because he was doing a good job of avoiding my eyes.

He acknowledged his family with a nod, his expression unreadable as he surveyed the room. I tried to keep my gaze steady, to hide the turmoil within me behind a mask of indifference.

But I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over me like a dark cloud.

To distract myself from the first heartbreak that I caused, I got myself into another one.

And with the way Klaus was being welcome, it seemed like he would stay for long.

“This is just bad.” I muttered wringing my fingers together as I watched Klaus who was busy exchanging pleasantries with the guests present.

Was it bad that I stared at the outline of his lips he had used to kiss me?

At that thought, I mentally face slapped myself.

Focus, come on.

Why was he here?

Why did he come back?

“To look for his mate.” A maid answered behind me.

I whipped my head turning fast to look back at her.

I must have asked that question out loud.

She shrugged continuing to speak. “I heard he didn’t find his mate at where he went to. So he’s back looking for her.”

I nod looking away.

So Klaus came back for his mate and I slept with him?

Oh heavens!

I shake my head at my actions.

As he exchanged pleasantries with his family, I watched from the sidelines, a silent observer in the midst of it all.

There was no trace of the intimacy we had shared, no hint of the connection that had once bound us together. In his eyes, I was nothing more than a servant, invisible and insignificant.

When he turned to leave, his family by his side, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. It was a close call, but our secret remained safe for now. As they disappeared down the corridor, heading towards his chamber, I couldn't help but wonder why my life turned out like this.

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TBC