Chapter Three
1000 Words
KIAN'S POV
I lay awake throughout the night tossing and turning just like every other night since that night. I was sleep deprived. My body did not know what rest meant. I worked to drown the pain and the voices in my head. I was tired both mentally and physically. Her face reflected in my dreams. Whenever I shut my eyes, she was all I could see. Her hair, her curves, her name was all my lips could utter.
I felt restless and anxious. It was almost morning and the darkness in the sky was clearing. I threw the blanket off me and stared at my ceiling. I just didn't know why I did what I did. The memory of the night I spent with her lived rent free in my head. I had replayed that memory in my head countless times.
I remember her skin being so soft and silky, the curve of her lips and the little rise of her chest when she breathes. I couldn't forget the feel of her hair, the way her lips curved when she said my name. Her name was wonderful too and all of that I had thrown away. I closed her best friend instead of her. Remembering the way I had rejected her made me grit my teeth. I knew I could be stupid but my stupidity that night really surprised me. I took the medal home when she confronted me and I told her she was an omega and that was why we weren't compatible. Oh, what a fool I could be.
"We are not compatible." I said to her. My peace and happiness left me that night. My wolf had been restless. After that night, my wolf hated on me for a while and after sometime, he forgave me and now we both were focused on not losing our mind. He had been antsy and so have I been. We've been close to irrational but I suppose that's what happens when you choose someone else in place of your mate just before having a taste of that mate of yours.
I pushed myself off the bed. I stood by the window and placed my hands on the windowsill, I looked over my pack. It has been a bit tough of late. The pack suffered restlessness of some sorts. It wasn't a threat to the wolves but there was tension in their midst.
Whenever I remembered Ophelia, I felt a pang of pain deep in my chest. I bit down on my lower lip, the pain bringing my body relief of some sort. I had a flashback of the conversation of two maids I had overheard.
In that flashback, they were just around the corner. They were a bit hidden and were facing opposite directions speaking in hushed times but my enhanced sense of hearing picked up every word.
The first maid shook her head before saying, "There's no way such a thing could be hidden!"
The second maid was being careful, "After that royal dinner they had, Amber became Luna. Rumors had already gone around that the Alpha found his mate before then." She was scared to say what I knew she wanted to say. Her heartbeat skipped for a minute there.
"Yes. He did. Some maids had told me that she wasn't the Alpha's mate. It was an arranged setup! The Alpha couldn't take an omega as his mate" The first maid said, shifting around the weight of the folded dress in her arms.
The second maid shook her head. "The Alpha is miserable, even the blind could see it."
"He became a lot more cold and ruthless. Lacking empathy and working his ass off. I pray to the moon goddess that his mate comes back." The first one added.
I had shook my head knowing that the last line resounded boldly against the walls of my mind. I had let the maids go, they scampered away immediately after the second maid uttered that last line. It made me realize everyone could see my current state. Patience was a myth when I was involved. I overheard whispers of how ruthless I had become. I had lost the empathy I had once possessed and in this particular frame of mind I was in, I couldn't care less.
A knock came from outside and I saw Amber come into the room. "Kian, the women are protesting against the increment of the school fees."
I was ticked off. "Why are you telling me this, Amber?"
Amber rolled her eyes, "I don't know what to do, you're the Alpha?"
All my emotions got replaced with anger, "what do you mean you do not know what to do? Get out, Amber. You're Luna, the Luna of this pack! Figure things out on your own!" She looked taken aback, "Excuse me?"
I didn't even miss a beat, "You heard me, get out. You're not a child, you're Luna! Act like it!"
I turned my back on her and some seconds later the bang of the door signified that she had left the room. Ophelia wouldn't be this slow or dull. Ophelia would've made the perfect Luna but I was so full of myself that I didn't see that. Amber was a very beautiful wolf and I had nothing against her but at the same time I had nothing with her. I didn't know what I was thinking that night but then again, Amber was what I needed at that moment. Her father was powerful and such power needed to be reckoned with.
Suddenly I felt a sharp sense of intrusion, I clutched the side of my head. The borders had been breached, someone just came into the pack. My wolf stirred. Who was this? I shut my eyes settling my wolf who had gone restless.
A panicked knock came on my door. I threw on a shirt and rushed to open it.
My Beta was on the other side, "Ophelia is here. She's back!"
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