“Tell me about her,” I requested and I could see her biting her lips slightly through the mirror, it was almost like she had not intended to mention her name, it just slipped off.
“She was the Luna before she died, giving birth to Alpha Xander Chase, she was kind and fair to all,” she replied and continued to apply some finishing touch to my makeup, I glared at her again through the mirror to observe her countenance, I knew there was more to this story, more that she was holding back. I could empathize with what she was saying because I also lost my mother during childbirth and was blamed for killing her since I was cursed.
“That is so sad,” I said sadly,” So the Alpha grew up not knowing his mother?” I asked.
“Yes he did not know his birth mother but after a while, his father got married again.”
“Losing a mate must have been horrible for him, what happened to her, was it because of some sort of complication during birth?” I asked again, I do hope Becca doesn’t start to see my questions as excessive and suspicious.
“She was human and I think the fact that she didn’t have no wolf and given birth to an alpha wolf became too complicated. She didn’t have the power to give him life and hold on to hers at the same time, ” she answers and I could see her eyes search through mine in the mirror to see my reaction.
I then realized why she was waiting for my reaction. I had no wolf so technically I am also considered human, I had heard of the myth of how some humans lost their lives during childbirth simply because they were conceived of werewolves.
“Ma’am, please can you not tell Alpha about this? It was only I and his father that knew the origin of his birth and that his mother isn’t a night howler,” she pleaded and I could see the terror in her eyes. She had just said something she was never supposed to say to me or anyone.
“I won’t tell him or anyone,” I tried to reassure her.
“You don’t understand, no one knows that the Alpha is actually half-human, if they do it would bring chaos in the realm.”
Oh great, she just gave me this huge secret to keep, I would have been better off not knowing this particular information.
“I promise you, this secret is safe with me,” I said crossing my chest with a smile on my face, I don’t know what exactly that meant but that should stand for something.
Giving birth to a wolf took two times the effort than it normally does, sometimes some of the women would, and sometimes some of the women who had wolves would have to shift to their wolf form to give birth to their cub, or in other words, child.
Was that going to also happen to me?
Xander’s POV…
Getting back from the fucking ritual of annulling the marriage of my mate to be; sometimes I wonder about the fundamental significance of some of these norms and frivolous shenanigans. They were sometimes lengthy and quite frankly unnecessary. Why can’t I just annul a freaking marriage? Why do I have to go dip myself twenty times in the river?
A lot of unanswered questions.
When we walked into the jail to pick up Benedict, he glared at me miserably, I couldn’t recognize him, he wasn’t even the shadow of the man I knew, he looked weak and unstable. Before then, he used to look muscular and in control, he used to be my right-hand man, but not anymore.
Growing up as the Alpha’s son, I knew it was my destiny to become the Alpha and so did Benedict. He also knew it was his destiny to become the Beta wolf, so we would always be forced to go hunting together as kids. Gradually, we developed a mutual friendship that was built upon the better good of the night howler’s pack. We would fight together to protect the realm; we weren’t the best of friends due to personality clashes, but we respected each other. I respected his strength, and I still do.
“His almighty Alpha Alexander Chase finally comes to visit a worthless man like me,” he said sarcastically as he approached me, his legs and hands dragged in chains.
“Beta Benedict,” I replied formally.
“So what brings you here with your many guards?” He asked, crashing into the side chair close to the entrance, I looked at him and his act of disrespect which was aimed at agitating me.
“I am fucking tired, it is not easy being in here with chains all around you,” he said.
I knew what he was doing but I wasn’t going to bite.
“We will be headed for the stream of Luna,” I muttered to him.
His eyes widened and I could see his countenance change.
“What are we going to do at the stream of Luna?” He asked, still perplexed.
“I am getting married,” I stated.
“Congratulations,” he replied almost instantly with an edge of sarcasm in his voice, “But the last time I checked you do not need the Beta to get married, nor do you need to go the stream of Luna, don’t you know your culture anymore?” He retorted rudely to me.
I could feel my fist tighten as I began to boil up in resentment. The nerve of this guy, he betrayed me, slept with my Luna, got her pregnant, and still has the guts to disrespect me to my face. Was it because I was in a wheelchair? I was about to lunge toward him but I held myself back, I couldn’t risk a whole plan set in motion for just a temporal fist fight, as much as it is tempting, I will have to behave myself.
“Well, that’s because we want to annul her marriage with you before I can marry her.”
His eyes widened and I could see him trying to hide his disbelief, a smile almost formed on my face because I had managed to even the score.
“You are getting married to Edwina just to get back at me for fucking your mate???” He blurted out with spite in his eyes, I could see his eyes transition from humor to disgust.
“Why would I ever do that,” I wasn’t asking but I sure made it sound like a question.
“It is quite barbaric of you, you know, you do know she is the sister of your mate.”
I didn’t owe him any explanation and if I am to be radically honest with myself, I didn’t have one.
“Don’t preach to me about the code of conduct because clearly, you didn’t have one when you fucked my mate repeatedly!” I retorted, I was at the tiniest point of losing it.
He laughed out hysterically, he knew he was already getting under my skin.
“Well, at least I am man enough to fuck her, repeatedly,”
Fuck!
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