Alpha Arthur;
“Hey, Nova! Get a hold of yourself. What’s wrong with you?” My voice, a bit shaking as I hold her in my arms.
Her lips quiver, moving like she’s about to speak, but no sound comes out of them. Just her gasp fanning my ear as I draw my ear closer to her. She wasn’t unconscious. But looks like one who will finally be if I don’t call a doctor.
My finger presses onto my right temple. I mind-linked Phillip, requesting for him to get the attention of others. I don’t know my way around this pack, so a little help will do.
I lift her to the bed, covering her with a duvet. I notice the tears that drop at the sides of her eyes. She was in great pain. A very severe one. Knowing quite well the door will be forced open sooner than expected, I hurriedly dress up.
And yeah, the door pushes open.
Alpha Maxwell, Luna, and David come in. Thank Goddess, Kingsley was with them.
“Can we get a doctor?” My hand runs through my hair in frustration. I was panicking within. I was worried sick about what was going on with her but I couldn’t let anyone find out. They will see me as weak. An Alpha holds his composure no matter the situation.
Her screams sounded painful and the redness of her face, down to her chest, tells me that something was wrong. She’s battling something powerful that I can tell has consumed her whole. It wasn’t Elara’s wolf. It wasn’t my cock. It’s something else. Something I’m yet to figure out.
Luna sits beside her, checking her up after Alpha Maxwell has ordered for the physician to be brought in. Luna’s hand runs through Nova’s cheeks, neck, and other parts of her body, then her gaze finds me. “She’s not pregnant. I thought this was as a result of pregnancy,” I see the pity and concern that fills Luna’s eyes.
It takes everything within me not to let out a happy scream in front of everyone. Nova not being pregnant was a stress relieving news for me. I had been hitting her pussy all these while without the thought of using a condom.
Well, that’s actually Elara’s body and not Nova’s. But if she was pregnant in Elara’s body, it would have made things more complicated for me. How will I explain it to Elara when she finally gets back her rightful body? She will hate me, and even curse me, not minding if it will cost her life for spitting an Alpha.
I know Elara hates me so much, but this is not the right time to think about it.
Nova wasn’t unconscious, but her body looked numb to the environment. Her eyelids blink uncontrollably, I can only wonder what’s wrong with her. Her tears are still flowing down.
“Please, help me, Alpha Arthur,” she cries in a faint voice, calling for me. I amble toward the bed, Luna stands up, adjusting to the side. I sink my butt into the bed. My hand snakes out, and spreads around her body. I pull her closer, her head resting on my chest.
She grasps onto me, letting out a soft cry, “Alpha Arthur, pl…ea…se.”
“Hey, relax. I’m here,” my palm strokes her hair.
I can hear her whimpering as she almost balls herself on me.
“Alpha Maxwell,” the lady I believe is Nova’s personal maid, calls out as she enters the room. She has terror written in my eyes. Her head ducks, “Nova has collapsed, she’s in her room.”
The Nova she’s speaking of is Elara. That was Elara in Nova’s body.
Alpha Maxwell and the other rushes out of the room, leaving me behind. Their real daughter, Nova, was in my arms.
I want to also sprint up from this bed and rush toward Elara, but I can’t. I couldn’t. I have to think before I act, nobody knows what’s going on aside from the three of us; Nova, Elara, and me. Rumors will go around in Alpha Maxwell’s mansion. Questions will be asked if I dare make this move.
How will Alpha Arthur abandon his sick mate to go be with another? What kind of man is he? I can’t let my reputation get damaged in another man’s pack. It will cause a great curse to fall on my pack. Other Alphas will stay far away from me, and this will give the Lycand and Rogues every power they need to attack my people.
I need to be careful. This isn’t my territory.
But what was wrong with Elara? Why did she collapse when Nova also collapsed? This isn’t the right time. She can’t be on a sick bed, when she’s out of my reach. Why is the Goddess fucking trying to taste me? Just why?
My right hand clutches into a fist.
Nova’s whimpering calls my attention, and my gaze falls upon her. A deep breath flees my lips as the realization hits me. Nova also needs my attention. She’s the carrier of Elara’s body. If anything happens to her, then Elara isn’t safe.
I will just spend the time with Nova, and help her find peace. She has to be alright. My hand strokes her hair gently, and the sound of her whimpering seizes. I hear her let out a little gasp, her head taking a better position on my chest. I know she has fallen asleep on me.
I will just let her be. Just for this moment.
My head pushes backward, resting on the headboard. The heaviness I feel in my eyes, makes me close them into a deep sleep.
My eyelids flicker open, and my gaze goes down on Nova. She’s still fast asleep on my chest. How did I also fall asleep? How much time has gone while I was asleep? Elara, I have to check up on her.
I lie Nova on the bed carefully without waking her up, and I sprint up from the bed.
My feet carry me the way down to Nova’s room. Elara was in that room. Thank Goddess, everyone has left, aside Nova’s maid who sits on a chair by the bedside, watching Elara.
Elara was fast asleep.
My feet stop at the door, my body resting on it as my eyes are fixed on Elara. I watch my woman. I study her. Her body makes a little turn, giving me full access to her beautiful face. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead. She was truly sick.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Alpha Arthur. I didn’t know you were standing there,” the maid bows her head the moment she notices my presence.
My hands are fixed in my pockets as I move towards Elara, “How is she?” my eyes looking down on Elara.
“She is not doing better for now. The doctor said nothing was wrong with her, and she will be fine by dawn,” the maid gives me the details I want to hear.
“And Alpha Maxwell?”
“They’ve all gone hunting,” this maid right here is a smart one. She knows and understands the right things to say. She knew I also wanted to know about the others,
I pull my wrist closer to my eyes and take a good look at my wristwatch, it was already 3 midnight. Everyone has actually gone hunting. In the Blue Moon Pack, hunting for the wolves, especially during the full moon is a compulsory law. Their Alpha is old, and he chooses to live with the old laws.
Hunting was the first thing I abolished when I became the Alpha. I hated the fact some of the people returned back with broken bones and torn flesh. Some even died, and no one had an explanation as to how it happened.
I knew hunting was an important part of a wolf’s life and it makes them stronger but I can’t trade my people’s life for it.
“Do you want to join the others?” I saw it on her face that she so desperately wanted to.
Shaking her head, “I can’t do that, Alpha. I can’t leave the princess.”
I understand her fear. She thinks it’s not safe. But I knew Elara was safe. I hated depriving wolves of something they so desired. I don’t care who you are or your position. Everyone is the same before me. The maid also needs to go hunting.
“I will take care of this. Go join the others,” she knows my words are an order, not requests.
“Thank you so much, Alpha Arthur,” she bows her head. Excitement fills her face before she leaves.
I draw closer to Elara, gazing over her as I stand at her bedside. It’s crazy how my eyes and feelings still recognize her when she’s in a different body. This woman is truly Mine.
My head pulls closer to her face as my feelings begin to heat up. I want to place my lips on hers and kiss her. It’s been a while. But the face, the body isn’t Elara’s.
My teeth grind, a low groan of frustration flees my lips, and I pull my face from her. Just about to walk away, I feel a soft hand hold my hand back. I knew it was Elara. When did she wake up?
Turning around to look at her, her eyes are slightly open, but filled with desire.
A weak smile plays on her lips as she utters, “Please…. Don’t leave, Alpha… Arthur. Stay with me. I miss… you. I miss…your touch. Can you… please… make love…to me?” Her soft plead made my flesh harden in my pants