The Alpha's Forgotten

Chapter 8

The next morning, I woke up in my bed alone. Narien had spent the night on the couch again after I'd awoken from my nap yesterday. I guess he just wanted to give me space. I couldn't really figure out what was going on in his mind.

When I came downstairs with a new packed bag, I was greeted by Narien conversing with Marsen at my front door. They both noticed me and bid good morning.

I smiled. "So you just let people into my house now?" I chuckled.

Narien's eyes widened. "Ah, I'm sorry. I wasn't even thinking..." He trailed off.

I turned away, looking towards the kitchen to see if he'd made anything for me, but there wasn't even coffee. Typical. "It's okay," I murmured. "I was just kidding anyways."

Marsen laughed at Narien before saying something, but I didn't hear what. I took a seat at my dining room table and pulled out my phone. I texted Katston.

So guess who's coming back...

You are?

Yeah.

Amethia! LOL

Sorry haha. It's not really my idea. Narien's.

It felt weird talking about him so casually. I awaited a response from Katston when I was called out of the house. I trailed behind the Alpha and Beta, locking the door behind me once more. I sighed, eyeing the grey clouds up above. I really didn't want to leave, but I'd agreed to stay with Narien. Stupid stupid me.

When I sat in the back of Marsen's SUV, I opened my texts from Katston once more. He'd already replied while I had been busy leaving home once again.

Yeah he mentioned...

What's with the '...' ?

Nevermind. We'll talk when you get back.

I shrugged my shoulders at Katston's final message, brushing off his cryptic words. I then turned my attention back to the world currently surrounding me. Marsen had already taken off from my house and was driving calmly back towards the pack house. The radio played a pop song quietly while Narien drummed his fingers against the passenger door.

I relaxed into the back-bench sighing. "I've done this drive way too many times," I commented quietly.

"Hopefully you'll never need to do it again, Luna." Marsen replied with a teasing smile on his face, his eyes glancing in the rear view mirror to look at me.

I blinked rapidly, my face heating up. Had he really just called me Luna? Before I could say anything Narien had snapped to attention and smacked Marsen's side with a small snarl. The way they made eye contact let me know that they were communicating through the mind-link. I looked away, out the window to be precise, to avoid any further... awkwardness.

I know that that's what they wanted me to be. They wanted me to be with Narien forever and ever. We were mates... right? God even thinking that felt weird. Mates. Werewolves. Never ever did I think I'd be staying in this crazy world being human and all, yet here we were.

Aside from the two in front speaking, I spent the rest of the ride in silence. It had begun to rain and I enjoyed watching the rain fall off the side of the vehicle. Before I knew it, I was back at the pack house, although this time Marsen pulled towards Narien's house instead of the central house where other people stayed. I guess that made sense.

Narien helped me out of the vehicle, although I didn't really need any help, before Torka suddenly grabbed me and held me in a tight hug.

"Can't believe you made Katsy waste all his gas just to come right back!" He exclaimed.

I heard a low growl come from Narien and I shot him a look. I then turned my attention back to my brother as he released me. "Yeah, haha, well I guess I wasn't really safe by myself afterall." I replied slowly, referring to Ithalia's attack.

"Safe? What do you mean?" He asked inquisitively.

Narien then stepped in. "That's... what we'll be discussing at the meeting tonight."

"Oh, you're having a meeting tonight?" I asked.

"We are, yes." Narien nodded. "Which we should discuss." He paused. "In private..." He added when neither Torka or Marsen left the area. They then both got the hint and waved goodbyes before Narien pulled me into his house.

It had been a long time since the last time I'd been inside the Alpha's house. I'd say a bit more than a decade. As kids we spent a lot of time at my house, since there was so much less space for our fathers to worry about us. The Alpha's house however, was more like a mansion and had much more space for children to get lost or hurt in.

"C'mon," He said, tugging my arm down the hallway and into a side room. This room seemed like a small study. He obviously just brought me here to make sure we were in complete privacy and not out in the open.

"What's going to happen at this meeting of yours?" I asked when Narien shut the door behind us.

Narien's eyes looked down and then met mine. "We're going to discuss Ithalia's attack. Marsen's got her locked up for now, but he did a little digging and it seems like she wasn't working alone."

"To... to kill me?" I asked, clutching my chest.

"I don't know," Narien admitted. "I truly don't know what possibly convinced her to act the way she did. She's the one who somehow made me forget about you."

I bit my bottom lip. "I don't get it either. I'm nothing special. If she really hated me she could've killed me long ago."

"Please," Narien said in a hushed voice, his eyes returning to the ground in front of him. "Don't speak of your death so casually."

"Oh," I paused. "Sorry."

There was another long, awkward pause between the two of us. My eyes flitted around the room, examining the fixtures adorned on the walls. Narien's eyes stayed low, it looked as though he was trying to figure out what to say next.

Eventually he sucked in a deep breath and my attention returned to him. "Amethia, I also want to use this meeting to formally introduce you as my mate."

"Can I say no?" I asked gingerly.

"Why would you?" He retorted quickly. "It's the truth. We both know it now. We were made for one another."

I sighed, dropping my head and running my hand through my hair. "Narien, I'm still... Uncertain. Sure, I know all about your customs and your traditions and everything, but never ever did I think I'd still be here..." I trailed off.

Narien approached me, I could feel his heat radiating off of him now. His hand caressed my face to look back up at him. "Please don't talk about everything like you don't want to be a part of it. It hurts to even think you don't want to be with me."

"Narien, I need time." I said. "I still don't understand these feelings inside of me. My brain is saying one thing but my heart is screaming another."

"Let it scream louder," He mumbled before leaning in and kissing me. "Because my heart is screaming that I cannot live without you."

Yes, I could feel my heart screaming something similar. I'd always felt drawn to Narien but now I knew why. From the very beginning we'd been fated for one another. I could even feel it now as he touched me. The tingling sensation was more than enough to help me understand.

My logical brain kicked back in a second later. "I want to figure things out on my own. Is that too much to ask?"

Narien laughed now. "Such sharp words for a woman who melts at the mere touch of my hands."

"Hey," I squeaked, shoving him away. "These things that I do involuntarily... I want a better understanding of why that is."

He nodded, giving in finally. "Very well Amimi, I'll begrudgingly allow your self-discovery for now. But don't think for a second I'm going to stop coming near you. You're like a breath of fresh air."

My eyes widened. "You remember?"

He looked confused in response. "Remember what?"

"Amimi." I repeated the nickname. "That was the nickname you gave me when we were little!"

His confusion slowly turned into a smile. "I told you once already that my memory seems to get better when I'm with you." He opened the door behind him now, motioning to allow me to leave before him.

I walked out of the room, waiting for him in the hallway before responding. "Well, that's good then. It makes me happy. I was so sad when you said that you didn't remember me."

"Don't worry," Narien said softly, taking my hand and leading me elsewhere inside his giant house. "I'll never forget you ever again."

I laughed. "Okay," I replied.

He then took me upstairs and showed me to an empty room. I could tell that he wasn't exactly happy not having me stay in the same room as him but I still wasn't ready for that. I mean, he gave me space last night after we'd... gotten a little frisky... so I didn't understand why he was so against the idea now.

"I'll let you settle in," he said, leaning against the doorframe as I'd seen him do before. "Plus, I'm kind of hungry so I'll see if I can't scrounge up something to eat. Do you want anything?"

I nodded my head, sitting on the large queen bed placed in the center of the room. "Sure, whatever is fine. I don't eat a lot though, fair warning."

"Right, right. Not a Werewolf, I get it." He winked at me, shutting the door.

I rolled my eyes at his comment. I didn't eat a lot even for a normal human, but I wasn't going to bother with trying to correct him. It was nice enough of him to even offer to get me something.

I took my time unpacking my bag and folding my clothes into the empty dresser located to my right. It was weird, when I was staying in the pack house I kept my things mostly in my bag, anticipating leaving at any moment. But now? Now I felt like I was going to be here for some time. I bit my lip. I guess I wasn't going to be going to college this year with the way Narien was acting.