The supreme Alpha and She : The chosen one's destiny

Chapter twenty-one

Three weeks later .......

Ndeye's outbursts were less and less frequent and little by little she was changing her appearance, making Moha more interested in her and more possessive. He was also beginning to think of her like a caveman, despite himself. Indeed, sometimes he just thought of k********g her and keeping her exclusively for himself when he saw her chatting with her betas and laughing out loud. But he also sometimes had twisted ideas about all the males of the pack who approached her, children and adults. And sometimes he even desired her to the point of having thoughts that were not at all, then really not at all, catholic, or desires to mark her territory. Unaware of all these feelings and reactions, he thought at first that he was becoming a psychopath and confided in his father. After listening to him, his father went into a fit of laughter that lasted for a good ten minutes before he finally got his act together when Moha was frustrated and threatened to leave the room. He explained that this was due to the combined action of the love he was developing for her and the soul mate bond. And if this was natural, it could quickly tip the person concerned, in this case, him, into the abyss of madness, of emotional instability. So he did not have to hide these feelings. He just had to learn to tame them.

That's why Moha, following his decision to officially introduce her to the pack as the future Luna to help her overcome her fear of others and test her self-control, was there in the living room waiting for her, spinning around like a groom waiting for his bride at the altar, panicking at the idea that she didn't want him anymore. So it was with relief and fascination that he timidly contemplated her coming down dressed in a red dress ¾ with straps, her hair pulled to the side. When she reached the last step, however, she hesitated to join him and began to fidget with her fingers, a new tic in her, waiting for Moha's point of view, which he understood. He stepped forward and offered her his right hand, which she took to get down before leaning over and sensually whispering these words in her ear, which sent her into a tizzy.

_ You are so beautiful that I already regret this decision to introduce you to our pack even though I know you are mine. I just want to lock you in my room and let you discover the extent of my desire for you.

_ I... You..., Ndeye began, stammering.

_ Calm down, I won't do it.

_ You... You frightened me.

_ Something you'll regret having felt when you've finished tasting this desire I have for you, soon.

_ p*****t!

_ Only for and with you, baby.

_ Stop it! (Hiding her reddened face with her hands).

_ You're so cute when you make that face that I can't help but tease you. Let's go then before I change my mind.

_ Yes, let's go.

So they set off in the direction of the town square where a good part of the pack was waiting for them. Embarrassed and intimidated to see so many people for the first time, Ndeye instinctively hid behind Moha who gently stroked her head before reassuring her. And although she was reassured at the time, she began to panic again as they passed through the mass. She was even close to having an anxiety attack when she felt a hand tugging at her dress to get her attention. She gasped, calling out to Moha before turning around to face a cute little girl of about three or four. She calmed down, touched by the figure of the little girl, and lowered herself to her level. Moha, who had been following the scene without coming nearer, signaled to her to do as she pleased when she turned to look for his approval. She then addressed the girl.

_ Hello little princess

_ Hello.

_ So, may I ask what such a wonder wants with my humble self?

_ Are you the Supreme Luna? My mother said the Alpha was going to present her to us, today.

_ Mum's not wrong. I am.

_ You look... I mean, you're really beautiful.

_ Thank you. But not as beautiful as you, princess. And besides, I'm not that old, you can call me by my first name.

Surprised and embarrassed, the little girl laughed shyly before pulling herself together.

_ Okay, Luna.

_ My mother and I made a flower crown that I wanted you to wear to welcome you.

_ It would be my pleasure (lowering her head).

The little girl stood on her tiptoes and wore the rose wreath that fit her so well.

_ Thank you very much.

_ What was I thinking? I haven't introduced myself. I am Ndeye Ngoye Dieng but you can call me Ndeye. Nice to meet you.

_ Nice to meet you. I am Ife.

_ Ife, would you like to stay with me for the day?

_ I can?

_ Of course, you can, said Ndeye, before carrying her to the great surprise of everyone, Moha first.

Only, delighted to see her so happy, he opted for silence. As for the others, this gesture on her part made them appreciate her even though they had just met her. Ndeye, for her part, found herself relaxed to the point where she mingled with the others, somewhat free of her fear.

She and Moha were two hours later still playing, chatting with the others when Pathé (one of Moha's betas) turned up to give them some bad news.

_ I'm sorry to interrupt you Alpha, Luna but something bad has happened.

_ What? Ndeye and Moha asked simultaneously.

_ The prisoner, Khadim, has just been found dead in his cell. He committed suicide.

Ndeye immediately put Ife down and tell the others to bring before she and Moha rushed without delay to the cell where Khadim was locked up, preceded by Pathé, where they found him covered in a white cloth. Ndeye froze on the spot, trying to assimilate the fact that the man who had destroyed her life, who had mistreated her for ten years, who had deprived her of the joy of growing up like many of her fellow human beings, of knowing carefree life...., had just died, committed suicide to be exact. She could not help but breathe a long sigh of relief, her eyes closed, with the impression of having finally been relieved of a heavy burden. Moha, who understood perfectly what she was feeling, timidly came up behind her before placing a hand on her shoulder as a sign of support and comfort, a hand she squeezed hard before turning around to his surprise to embrace him with all her strength, and embrace he returned. Ndeye then allowed herself to let the floods of tears that she had been holding inside her flow until her legs could no longer support her and she let herself fall. Moha, who had had the reflex to accompany her in her movement, sat down on the ground and held her in his arms. She continued to cry without being able to contain herself, let alone stop, consoled by him.

_ Alpha, look! A note was written by the deceased inmate, Pathé called out to them, breaking the bubble they were in.

_ A note?! Moha exclaimed.

_ I... Give it to me! Ndeye interjected, snapping out of her torpor.

_ Alpha? asked Pathé, hesitating.

_ Give it to me, please, repeated Ndeye.

_ May I?

_ Go ahead, give it to her, Moha replied.

Pathé then reluctantly handed Ndeye the note written by Khadim in blood on a piece of cloth from his clothes. Ndeye grabbed it with trembling hands and read it at the same time as Moha.

Little kitten,

I will surely be gone by the time you read this, but you should know that my disappearance is far from being the end of your suffering. They have not yet begun, but it will not be long and will only end when He gets what He wants. You have been warned.

And without them knowing it, her necklace sparkled.