Call me Alpha

Chapter 57: Arrival of the King (Part One)

Chapter 57: Arrival of the King (Part One)

Aiden’s POV

*Slap!*

I don’t mind the sting I felt on my face but Ashira’s slap also struck my heart with an intolerable pain. I

was stunned and unable to move from where I stood, even my face won’t tilt back and my eyes has

feared seeing her current expression.

“You can’t fool me!”

Even her voice has a hint of pain in it that my chest felt heavy and clenched. I tried talking to her about

the truth again today. She has rested and slept outdoors last night and I let her be, trying not to distract

her.

I watched her sleep from far.

I waited for her to wake up, asked someone to bring her some food. She ate. A little. But she was still

dozing off and now she is crying. Mad, angered, lonely, and hurt. That is all I could smell from her.

From her scent, I know she does not feel anything for me.

“You are not my mate. My mate is dead! You killed him!”

I hissed and tilted my head up as I screwed my eyes shut. I listened to her low, rough sobs and tried

my best to keep my mouth shut.

Truth is what I tried to tell her and now she’s like this. If I try convincing her more, she might hate me

more and I don’t want to add up what she already felt about me.

“Stop trying to manipulate me! Please! Leave me and my child alone!”

I slowly turned my head to look at her.

Is this the right decision? Should I just leave her alone and let her do what she want or think what she

believes? Her face is wet because of her tears. She is still too gorgeous despite her distress aura and

looks.

This gorgeous person seems so far away and yet she wanted to be further.

“I can’t.” I whispered.

She turned around and screamed inwardly before facing me again.

“You are so full of yourself! Can’t you see that I hate it here? I wanna go back to my old pack, to be in

the place where I had memories with Elon! I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to stay here, I don’t

want to be with you!”

Every phrase she said seems like an arrow piercing through my heart, making me bleed.

“If only you didn’t kill my mate!” she cried hard and I feel like I want the ground to eat me whole. She

sat on the bench and tried suppressing her cries and she looked more pitiful that way.

“Your mate feels like dying now, baby.” I whispered. I don’t know if she heard me and I think she didn’t

because I didn’t hear any response from what I said. Her sobs are drowning her and I feel invisible now

in front of her.

Am I not allowed to feel the pain?

I sighed.

I can’t let her go.

“I’ll talk to you later.”

Maybe its not the time yet.

Ashira’s POV

I hear his footsteps walking away but I can’t stop myself from crying. I feel like I don’t want to cry

anymore, I don’t wanna be hurt anymore. But something inside me churns every time, making me

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I know what he meant about what he said and he was referring to himself as my mate again. Calling

me names like ‘baby’ and ‘honey’ from time to time. I don’t believe him, but I’m confused.

Why does he feel like dying like he said?

I’m the one who feels like I’ll follow Elon to the lights soon. If not for the pup he left me with, I might kill

myself already than living everyday to feel like this.

Tortured.

Pained.

Dying.

I’m so baffled from my own emotions. I’m torn to what I should believe and not, what’s the truth?

Why is that Aiden claiming that he was my mate? Elon is my mate. Is that possible? I never heard of

any of that.

I just lost Elon. And what I was feeling right now is not a joke. I’m dying inside. I know I lost my mate. I

know Elon is my mate.

Why will I be confuse? I know I’m sure, but there’s a question in my head that I wanted to find answers

to. But what is the question? I don’t know what I’m looking for and its hard to answer a question that

doesn’t exist.

Right. Maybe there is no question, it does not exist. And I shouldn’t be having any confusion because

there is nothing to be confused about.

“Luna Ashira?”

I covered my nose and tried not to breathe because of the scent that suffocates my lungs. What the

hell? What is this smell?

A few days had passed and Lucianna said he needed to go back to her mate. I got no one I knew here

at Prime pack and their Alpha named Aiden kept bugging me everyday.

I looked at the old woman who stands presentably meters away from me. Its her. The scent is coming

from her.

“Please don’t come near me.” I tried saying as I covered my nose. Why does she smell like this? The

scent is too sweet, too much that it hurts my nose and throat.

The old lady smiled at me.

“I know meeting with you now is not a good thing because of your pregnancy but I took the risk while

Alpha Aiden is away.”

What is she saying? She needs to see me but she can only do that when Aiden is not around? Is she

here to help me?

My hand fell on my side as I stood up and face her. I did my best to control my breathing, inhaling a

small amount of oxygen to decrease the intoxication I feel from smelling her scent.

“Please help me.” I pleaded. “I wanted to get out of here. I don’t want to be here. Please, I need help.”

Her smile faded and her eyes turned sad, there is agony in it.

“Luna, I’m here to help you but not with the means of escaping the truth.”

Truth? Is she one of them?

“You are here to manipulate me, too, aren’t you?”

“Manipulate? You think that is what everyone was trying to do since the day you arrived in this place?”

My forehead knotted from what she said. Is this some kind of trick? A reverse manipulation?

“That won’t work on me.” I defended. “If you will tell me that Elon is not my mate and my true fated one

is that Alpha Aiden then please stop taking the risk of talking to me. I hate your scent.”

I didn’t wait for her to speak and sat on the bench. My back facing the old lady and I crinkled my nose,

trying to get rid of her scent.

“Do you know what a ‘stealer’ is, Luna?”

I sighed hastily and closed my eyes. She’s still on it.

“I’m no longer a Luna so stop calling me that.”

The old lady chuckled softly. What’s so funny now? “Well, do you know what is a stealer, Ashira?”

Stealer? I haven’t heard of it but there is some ring into that word. Have I heard it somewhere?

The old lady took my silence as my answer and continued speaking. “Stealer is a wolf abnormality.

They can produce a pup with another wolf who is not their mate. Some stealers are evil and those

kinds steals the mate of others for fame, greed, or vanity.” she paused.

I don’t think I need to hear some kind of useless story. Why is she trying to educate me about this

stealer thing?

Also, why do my chest feels like someone is pinching and clenching inside?

“I am not interested with story-telling at the moment. Please, leave me alone.” I said and placed my

palm on my chest, trying to sooth the tolerable pain I’m feeling inside.

The old lady ignored my plead. “Mate-less wolves may snatch a stealer given the right rituals. It’s a

taboo but some still acquires-”

“I said, I don’t need to hear your story!” I stood up and faced her. I’m trying to tell her how serious I am

with pushing her away from here. The pain in my chest also increases from hearing her words and I’m

afraid the origin of the chest pain might because something is going on with the pup on my belly. “Just

go away!”

“You need to hear me because the last case I mentioned is what’s happening to you now. Everyone is

telling the truth and what you are believing right now is a lie. A fantasy that manipulates your mind and

soul.”

I scoffed sarcastically. “So, what, are you telling me my wolf is abnormal? I know what I experienced

and every memory I had with Elon is not a planted manipulation. I can feel it, I can feel him.”

My tears are threatening to fall as my mind recalls every touch, every moment I had with Elon. It’s like a

fucking clip that kept replaying inside my head and it hurts me! It hurts to know that I lost that love, that

happiness, that person!

“You are a stealer, Ashira. I was a stealer, too and the reason that you hate my scent was because of

your pregnancy.”

“How can I believe you? If I’m a stealer and this stealer thing is as complicated as you said then how

can I be sure that all of you are not the one who is trying to snatch me from Elon?”

The old lady was not able to respond from what I said. Silence enveloped us for a whole long minute

and we just stared at each other. I’m only relying with what I have. And what I have now are memories.

“Zynia!” I heard a loud warning voice from inside the house and it’s not hard to recognize who its from.

The old lady must’ve named Zynia because she looked inside the house for a second before turning

back to me.

“Everything is up to you, Ashira. We are just trying to help here.”

Aiden came beside the old lady. His eyes are narrowed and questioning but Zynia just chuckled at him.

“I’m just trying to help.” she explained.

“You know how she hates your scent. Please go back inside and never repeat this mistake again.”

The old lady nods and looked at me one more time before entering the house with her inhuman speed.

I looked at Aiden and I saw him sighed as he looks at me next. My forehead knotted from his reaction.

“How did you know that I hate her scent?” I asked immediately. Again, confusion and ideas started

crawling inside my head. What is happening?

It’s as if I have some kind of cut wire inside my mind that prevents me to think. I have something to

think about but I pause, reset and the question is gone again in my head. That’s why when I think of a

question, I do my best to ask it quickly before I lose it.

It’s as if my mind is stopping me to be confused or question myself. Maybe its the pregnancy? I don’t

know.

“You already know what I will say and you will not believe me so why do you need to know about it?” he

started walking near me and my eyes never left his gaze.

I felt ashamed from asking but now I’m terribly confused. Why does it seemed to me that he knows me

well?

I was taken aback when I felt a sheer sting of pain in my chest that I lightly coughed from its impact.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

“Are you okay?” he asked. I looked at him and almost stumbled when he is so close to me.

“I-I’m fine..”

I observed his expression and he looks so worried about me. Why? Why is he like this around me? I

don’t know him, I don’t know him at all but why does it seem like he knew me whole?

He sighed. “I don’t want you to be stressed. Our pup won’t be born healthy if you keep being that way.”

I frowned. “There you go again.” I hissed. “Why do you always claim my child as yours? Are you

planning to harm-”

“I don’t care what you believe. I know the pup is mine and its okay if you won’t accept the fact that I’m

the father as long as you and the child is safe-”

“You are not the father. That’s the fact.”

“If you say so.” he smirked.

I bit my lip and my nose flared from his reaction. I’m getting irritated and sees his behaviour as rude but

I can’t say anything more. The guy is no longer trying to manipulate me but he decided to keep on his

scheme.

What the hell.

“What do you want to eat tonight?”

What the hell.

“C-Can I have s-some steak?”

What the hell, Ashira!

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