Clenching my jaw, I rush to his office enduring the uncomfortable feeling that is building up in the pit of my stomach. Time is not what I possess at this moment.
“I can do this!” Gritting my teeth eyes on fire with newfound determination I look straight. Just a few more steps and I will be at peace. My male will take care of the rest this I truly believe. The door of his office is shut close by I see the layer of light beneath the door.
My palm clutched around the handle I prepare to push it open but am caught off guard by mingled voices and scents. There are three wolves present, my male, Ragon, and another. A female. A new scent.
“The Luna shall birth the pup soon. I wish to keep this from her unless it is necessary.” My male speaks his tone dominant and commanding. His order does not steer past me for I did not let it go unacknowledged.
“Yes, Alpha.” The female replies to his wish. Keep what from me? A sudden spark of anger, my adrenaline rushing my disapproval of the situation shown in front of me, consuming me. My eyes throwing knives through the door I make my decision. He will answer me.
Quickly pushing down the handle kicking the door open with my feet I am greeted by the stunned eyes of the three wolves. My eyes meet hers first, scanning her from head to toe. She is not of our pack. She comes from somewhere else. The fact that this unknown female stands in this room next to my male ruffles my fur.
Deimos’s eyes widen as he sees me. My hair sticking to my face as I sweat uncontrollably. Holding onto the door frame I struggle to stand straight looking at him with my fiery gaze. He scans me from head to toe and finally, a conclusion comes to the surface. His posture changes preparing himself to run to me just as I expected.
Ragon shifts as he watches surprised that I have arrived. Releasing his hands from his back he takes a breath eyes coming to the conclusion I am ready to deliver the future.
“Is it time, my female?” Deimos questions taking a quick step towards me prepared to take me to our room as we had planned a few weeks ago. It was agreed that I would birth our pup in our room.
Though my body and soul desperately need and demands the strength and support of my male, with a trembling hand I raise my palm. “Stop.” One troubled word from me and he is quick to pay heed and stops mid-step.
“Alpha! Thank goddess I found you. I followed the trail of blood you left behind. It carried your scent.” Elriam quickly pushes herself to my side hands around my waist carrying my drained body. She looks at Deimos frowning wondering as to why he is standing still whilst I am suffering.
My eyes go back to the female present as she watches calmly. Her eyes say she poses no threat towards me yet my soul says otherwise. She is not welcome here and I show it bluntly with a flash of fang. She immediately bows and drops her eyes to the floor not looking at me anymore.
“What did you wish to keep from me?” A frank question aimed for a direct kill no running in circles. No tiptoeing around. I struggle to stand my mind dizzy almost as if I am going to faint. Another contraction hits and a small painful scream leaves my lips.
Deimos allows a small burning whimper to leave his lips. He begs me through our bond to allow him to get to me. “Who is she?” Another question. He cannot meet my eyes and it finally hits me. Something is going to go wrong.
“Who are you?” I finally choose to ask the trembling female quivering in the middle of the room. “I will not ask again!” A command of an Alpha female screamed out for I am barely holding it all together.
Perhaps Deimos and Ragon could fly over my authority for it does not affect them but an ordinary female wouldn’t be. She will have no choice but to answer. “I-I a-am Alpha Deimos’s c-chosen.” She stutters heavily but I understand the words she let out of her mouth.
A sharp intake of breath from Elriam has my heart stop. She knows the meaning of this. I shut my eyes close with quivering lips. “Lumina. Let us talk about this later. Let me help you, my female. Please.” My male pleads to take a slow hidden step towards me.
I meet his eyes and I see it. My soul knows it. The meaning of all this shall burn my heart forever. I should leave this as it is and never return to this situation. I can run from this and pretend this never happened and burn my doubts and questions for it had the potential to destroy everything.
But I cannot do so. I am no coward. I will face the dragon by myself. I will fight this war for I am an Alpha! My mouth opens to ask only one simple question not aimed at the three but my Beta struggling to stand properly at my side. “What is a chosen? You have a minute.” A command she cannot forego.
More blood begins to pool down where I stand the intensity of my pain enlarging with time. Time is against me. The windows rattle as a storm brews outside. Deimos cannot stand still pacing and I can feel the pain in his heart. He did not wish for this to happen.
Ragon looks at Elriam and shakes his head with pleading eyes telling her indirectly it is not the right time for me to hear of this. She looks at the ground and then back to me. I give her a curt nod pushing her to tell me.
“A chosen is another female chosen by the Alpha whom he will breed with if the Luna does not bear a male heir.” She whispers by my side.
The first flash of thunder strikes. It does not just merely strike the earth but also my heart that seems to be at the edge of breaking.
“Such a tradition exists,” I whisper a small whine from my wolf. She pretends everything is fine and well regardless of what she just heard. Such an innocent female she is.
The pain inflicted upon my soul is nothing compared to the one of my body. The only word that keeps running in my mind is breed. Realization dawns upon me and I meet my male’s eyes with a swiftness. He would… he would have sex with her if the pup I deliver today is a female.