I have found my woman, my mate, the luna of the great snowood pack. My heart raced as I carried her into the castle, everyone bowing their heads as I passed them. I didn’t even acknowledge them.
There are seven clans in total in my pack. Each of them has their clan Alpha, and I am the Alpha king of them all
With a large vast army at my beck and call, but what I lacked was my full power.
I can’t wait for her to be conscious. I took her to my mother —- the pack’s healer. She has a bite mark right on her neck vein. Just where preys are bitten—— does that mean—- wait, is she a shifter? My stomach churned as the thought formed.
“Mother, was she bitten? By what or who? Is she going to be alright? I asked as my mother tended to her.
“You need to grip yourself, Alpha,, we don’t even know who or what she is, she might be a threat to the pack” mother said with her brows arched worriedly.
“No! No mother, she isn’t a threat. I know that for certain!
As the healer of the pack with years of experience, my mother can tell almost immediately if a patient is going to survive or die.
That is what I need her to say now!
Is my mate dying or surviving?
Mother looked at me with critical eyes before asking “who is she?—-Like I have an answer to that.
I didn’t know what to reply to her. I said what came to my mouth at that instant.
“I don’t know mother, I don’t know who she is, I found her lifeless on the savanna borders.
“Then why are you so bothered?
I can’t tell anyone she is my mate yet, not even my mother. Lest she wakes up and confirms Nick is only hyperactive.
I shrugged my shoulders and left to give the soldiers some orders.
I hope her wolf identifies Nick when she wakes up.
I hope she feels the strong mate bond that draws me to her pure feminine scent.
Most of all, I pray she wakes up soon.
And for the next seven days, it seems as if the moon goddess is deaf to my prayers.
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”Get up, and get going. Is this how you will face the enemy when the time comes? What the actual f**k are you all doing on this field? Mark couldn’t even mark down his opponent in 5 mins. Then there’s John, jumping up and down on the battlefield. Do you all think being a knight is a joke?
I let out my frustration on the training ground, looking at my soldiers in training one after the other. They seem to think this is a child’s play.
I drew two swords from the COK— chief of knights and threw one to my beta—Rein. He understood immediately that it meant practical. We need to show these recruits what real training is.
After a long heavy sword clashing and dust puffing, I finally pinned Rein down and he surrendered by dropping his sword.
My eyes traveled through the training arena. I looked at my subjects and soldiers with piercing eyes. Then they started singing a dirge of my praise. I hear the pack's chanter singing
“Here he is
Our king is here
The Wolf of the pack
Long may you rein
Alpha that scares everything in his way
Wolf, who is unbeaten in the run
The jewel of its pack
The strength of the wolf is the pack.
And the strength of the pack is our king.”
My broad chest heaves up and down in pride. The show of strength and power excites my subjects and I love showing them. No community of rogues or other shifters can take us down. Several battles have proven that. Only the institution is a threat.
Thinking about the institution right now gives me goose bumps.
I walked down the arena exit where my subjects were lined up. Children throwing flowers my way and single women fawning over themselves, just so I can notice them. Some trying to touch my well-built arms and shoulders. I tried dodging many of them.
All the singles want to be my chosen mate, since it looks like the moon goddess had forgotten to give me a mate from heaven.
But not anymore. I have seen my mate. I just needed her to….. My thoughts were broken by the servant with a worried look on his face.
“My lord, my Alpha, your mother seeks your attention urgently, she says the mysterious woman is awake.
“What! Awake?… stopped in my tracks, waiting for the servant to repeat himself.
Did he just say… my mysterious woman… my mate?…. I can’t call her that yet but, hell… whatever…. She is my mate as far as I’m concerned. For her sake, I hope she feels the bond too. Because.. If not… I don’t know what I would do.
I increased my pace so fast that Nick—my wolf thought we were about to go for a run. My claws had begun to come out, and my blue eyes changed to their sapphire shade. I mentally told Nick to relax.
My werewolf senses picked up her Scent as soon as I reached my mother’s healing chambers. With a brief knock on the door, I said “may I come in?
“Yes you may, Alpha”, mother replied with a mocking bow.
She likes teasing me with fake respectful gestures when others are around.
As i approached the room, Nick came alive again.
“I smell her, she’s pure and innocent, our mate, she is ours, mark her, claim her.
“Hey, steady on pal… grip yourself together, you have had your fair share of women stop fanning over one like you haven’t had a woman before. I replied Nick in my head.
My legs stumbled as I walked over to the bed. The chocolate and almond with autumn flowers scent almost disabled my nose.
I gave my mother a curtesy nod and she understood what I ment immediately. When everyone evacuated, I tapped the lady— my mate, whose back was turned to me.
As she faced me… the shock on my face cannot be hidden.
I stared at her for what seemed like forever.
Who the hell is this woman?
I’m looking at a younger version of my mother with red curls.
Taken aback by her sharp piercing eyes, and they drilled into my heart. I couldn’t help but ask.
“Who are you?
She replied me in the most gentle and melodious voice I have ever heard. Her voice faint and sharp at the same time. Her round bottom lips form as she says those words
“I am Allision Stewart, who are you?
I thought of introducing myself as Alpha Lance Mormot I decided against it. This young lady looked frightened enough. I just said “Lance, where are you from?
“Florida Lance, I am from Florida.
“Where is Florida? I have never heard of such a place before. What clan are you from?
“What do you mean by clan? She said.
Now I’m confused. She mentioned Florida. I have never heard of such a place before. Now she doesn’t know which clan she belongs to.
My mate seems like someone with a memory loss.
Her neck snaps as she sits up. Looking into my eyes, she asked again. “What year are we?
I Sighed. What sort of dumb question is that?
“1724. I replied.