She Eyed My Spot, My Alpha Let Her

Chapter 2: Finding Out The Unknown?

Leia’s POV

I cleaned everything, mopped the kitchen floor, and went to my room. I took a shower and slid into bed, exhausted. Thoughts ran in my mind like they were going to split my skull open. What happened to Pete that made him neglect me in this manner and even maltreat me? Was he doing all this on his own accord, or was there some manipulative power used on him?

I lay in bed, sleep far from me. “Maybe I should go see Drakah. Perhaps she would have the answers to what was happening,” I muttered to myself. How could my mate change so drastically? It was unheard of for a mate to willingly and suddenly turn against their mate just like that. He mistreated me and didn’t even care; everyone in the pack saw it and said nothing. Even his parents gave more importance to Sharon and her pup than me. She was taken along to Alpha balls, other packs’ invitations, and important pack meetings outside the pack, while I was left behind like I didn’t exist.

It was heartbreaking, and the more I thought about it, the more I cried and soaked my pillow every night. Thinking back, Pete and I were childhood sweethearts. My father was his father's trusted bodyguard and we were close families. When we were little, we used to sneak up the mountain behind our pack when it was snowing just to go and pray to the goddess’ stone pillar there for her to match us as mates in the future. We knew how slippery and dangerous it was, but we both desperately wanted to do it. Legend has it that if any young couple wanted to end up as mates when they came of age, they needed to embark on that dangerous task. I could not believe that he would be the one treating me like this now when the goddess finally answered our prayers.

When my parents had to move back to my dad’s old pack, the Howlingmoon pack, when I was twelve, we both cried our eyes out, and he was the worst. He had begged his parents to adopt me back then. I remember him running behind our car, wailing and calling my name. My heart broke into tiny pieces back then, and I wanted to opt to remain behind, but I couldn’t because I was still a minor.

We kept in touch over the phone for all that time until he went on training at the Alpha training camp in Canada. Apparently, they weren’t allowed to have access to phones because the training required total focus. I rejected every boy who liked me because I was saving myself for him alone.

We recently met again at the mating ball, and we happened to discover that, indeed, the goddess matched us as true mates. We were both excited, our parents were excited for both of us, and we had big plans on how to run this pack. Could Pete have suddenly forgotten all that? Was our mate bond so weak it could be easily forgotten?

I tossed and turned throughout the night and barely slept. The morning sunlight streaked through the cracks of the curtain railings, and I jumped as my eyes slowly opened, remembering Pete always demanded that I wake up early to make breakfast for Sharon and pack their lunch.

Believe me, I wanted to stay in bed every morning and let her figure it out for herself, save for the Alpha-commands that would jerk me out of bed every day. If I had a way to override them, I would in a jiffy.

I didn’t even take a shower; I only brushed my teeth and headed to the kitchen. Hardly twenty minutes later, the “family” of three came into the kitchen and settled at the dining table. The open-plan structure gave a beautiful view of the lake behind our house. It would have been romantic moments had the tragic death of Lionel not brought us where we were.

I inhaled a sharp breath and went to serve them breakfast. Pete smelled of her scent, and it nauseated me. I wanted to run off and wretch but I couldn't. Had it not been for the fact that I had never felt the pain of betrayal, I would have sworn that he was lying about sleeping in another guest room but was sleeping right in her bed, having s*x with her every other night.

My gaze lingered a little on him, with hurt written all over my countenance. He glared at me. No remorse in his eyes. I rushed back to the stove to take off the noodles I was going to pack as her and her pup’s lunch boxes.

As they walked away after breakfast, Sharon went with the many guards that had been assigned to her as security and Pete took Bryan to kindergarten before going to his office. I finished cleaning the kitchen and went to take a quick shower. I desperately needed to go see Drakah.

Drakah is the elderly healer and spiritualist in the pack. She had always been fond of me and Pete. She was very excited to learn that Pete and I were fated. She was the officiator at the mating ceremony that never got completed.

Drakah’s house was a little in the woods since she was gifted with a connection with nature, and she needed to be in a place with more nature around. It was a bit away from the pack house and the rest of the village houses. Her door opened as soon as I stepped onto her porch. I guess she already knew I was coming. That’s the thing with spiritualists.

“Oh, my child! You’ve lost weight! I haven’t seen you since after that ceremony, and I can’t believe it’s been ten months. How have you been doing?,” she cued. I felt guilty for having taken so long before I came to check on her. “I’m sorry it took me too long to come see you. A lot has been happening since Lionel’s demise,” I said as an excuse. Deep down, I knew that shouldn’t have prevented me from checking on the woman who treated us like her children when we were little. We used to come for her jar of cookies occasionally whenever our parents denied us those goodies, and she would never complain that we ate all her cookies.

She took a long look at me, her green eyes piercing me as if dissecting my soul, searching for something I wouldn’t know of. I knew she could read me like a book and that she probably already knew why I was there. She slightly shook her head and invited me in. She directed me straight to the shrine room and told me to remove my shoes and leave them outside the shrine room.

It smelled of herbs and burning incense. I sat in a lotus flower position, and she took both my hands into hers. She stared at my palms and shook her head again. Now that was unnerving! My heart began to beat erratically. I didn’t know whether I was afraid of finding out what was going on with Pete or with me, or fear of the unknown, or what.

I guess she sensed my heartbeat because her words were only, “poor child!” Whatever it was, I was now even more scared. Was I about to uncover things I couldn't handle or what?