He is Your Mate

I haven’t thought about my next life, if it does exist or not. Or if there is a supernatural that reigns above us, who watched how we spent our lives… I just did hope that there would be reincarnation that allows us to live the life we all deserve, the life that would reward those individuals who live a decent and righteous life. It was my hope and wish as someone who was treated worthless in this lifetime.

Now that I think of it, if reincarnation exists and this is my second life, I must have been the black sheep with dark motives in my past life. I must have been the bad person to be rewarded with this life. None of these make sense, I am not making sense. All I ask is that I could have a life worth living for. A life whose worth is more than a trash. I am not wishing to be a wolf that comes with unexceptional powers or abilities, all I’m asking for is to be accepted for who I am…

Maybe, it was too much to wish for because when I opened my eyes, I was still in this unfair world. I found myself lying in the grassland, my clothes are still soaking wet and my wounds are still painful as it was before. I guess, I still have to suffer in this lifetime.

‘Mate!’ I abruptly stood up when I heard Cordia.

I suddenly felt my pheromones kicking. I can hear my heart pounding as if it was about to explode. It could be the death of me. The tingling sensation in my stomach, the agitated feeling.

I unconsciously bit my lip when I found him sitting in one of the branches of a tree. He is also soaking wet, drops of water are dripping from his hair. His eyes are closed but I am aware that he did sense my movement because of his sharp senses. He could probably hear the loud sound coming from my chest or my heavy breathing.

‘So you can hear me now, huh?’ Cordia interrupted my thoughts.

‘What do you mean?’ I asked.

‘I’ve been talking to you since the duel! You are suppressing yourself to communicate!’ She exclaimed. It seems that Cordia is fueled with anger.

It does make sense, I haven’t heard from Cordia that much, she was not also able to communicate with me when Darren talked to me and when I did try to end my life. It was the first time, though. I can always consciously hear Cordia every time she spoke.

I surprisingly jumped back when I realized that Alpha Xylo is already standing in front of me. His intense facial expression made me shift my gaze to grasses. I cannot withstand his intensity; it is too much for me to understand and handle. It is contradicting, his flaring eyes can roast me alive but I can also feel the chills rushing in my body. It is my first time having him this close…I don’t think I’ll ever get used in this sensation.

My parents have been refraining me from interacting with others but I have never been intimated like this before. I have been bullied but none of them made me feel like this way. I can’t even explain this foreign feeling I have right now.

Looking down, I could see that droplets of water were still falling from his clothes and hair. I bit my lip, unable to think on what I should say. I can also feel the lump in my throat, hindering me from saying anything. I could still also feel my irregular heartbeats and heavy breathing. How could I, an unworthy wolf, could say a word to alpha?

‘Tell him that he is your mate!’ Cordia exclaimed.

‘I can’t! Mom will be furious!’

‘What would you do, then? It is your only chance! He saved you for a reason!’ She convincingly said.

I gulped, trying to gather all my courage and confidence. Cordia is right. He is probably busy leading and ordering peace in this kingdom and with my sister lingering around him, it would be impossible to have a conversation with him. This is the only chance I have.

“D-Do you… feel it, too?’ I nervously ask, trying to start a conversation. I shifted back my gaze at him. As compared with his intense facial expression, it is now cold as ice. I am not really sure which one is better between his fiery and cold gaze.

“What?” His voice made me shiver. In normal circumstances, I would just probably run away in this situation. But, how could I leave without confirming that he is my mate? I can feel it in my senses. He could have left me after saving my life but he did not, that must mean something, right?

I swallowed, “y-you are my mate…”

It does sound desperate and weak. I might be a loser in his mind, but I can’t deny these feelings. My senses are attracted towards him, I never felt this before. The attraction that I felt towards Darren is nothing compared with this. I will not let go of this.

His eyes darkened and his brows crossed, “I have already found my mate.”

I looked down. I felt a sudden pain in my chest. Pain that stings inside, imparting ache all over my system. I couldn’t help but place my right hand in my left chest to relieve the pain I am feeling. “I am your mate,” I said, hoping that the pain would subside. Tears fell on my cheek and I bit my lip for being helpless and embarrassed.

“I am not,” he convicted. His words pierced another knife in my chest. My knees weakened and that made me slumped in the grass. I’m out of energy to help myself, my tears are continuously falling and I can’t even control it.

I suddenly gasped for air when I felt my airways constricted… That’s the last thing I remembered before collapsing.