Chapter Thirty

CHRIS

My decision had caused a stir in the hearts of the other council members but that wouldn't make me change my mind. Kazmir had bitten more than he could chew this time, he had it coming.

"Son, I need you to reverse your decision else there will be a problem within the council," my mother pleaded. I turned deaf ears to her as well.

I was the Alpha and I had the right to appoint anyone I wanted to carry out any task, whether an elder or not. Lothar, too, tried to talk me out of it but I paid no attention to him. What was wrong with appointing an elder to oversee the preparation of the summit? They all made it look like it was a big deal for him to carry out the task.

I knew my action would create more enemies for me but I cared less. They could plan whatever they wanted in making sure I was dethroned, but it would amount to nothing. Not having a mate was the only thing they could use against me and I had one, it was only a matter of time before I cleared a name and reinstall her as a member of the pack.

Talking about Lucy and her reinstallment, I still haven't found out the truth about what happened to her father and mine. Lothar had promised to gather enough proof but there was no news from him since then.

I sat at the edge of the bed with my thoughts drifting away from me. "Son, I need to speak with you," my mother announced as she walked in. My mind was far away, lost in thoughts, and didn't notice her or hear her speak.

"I'm talking to you, young man!" she bellowed. I sprung from the bed as she smacked my arm. "Mother, what was that for," I said, rubbing my arm to ease the pain.

"what has come over you, child? What's giving you such bravery to act this way?"

"you thought me to be fearless, Mother. It's time I stood up for myself and this family. I won't sit and watch those bullocks control me like a puppet," I said, rage building up inside of me.

"I know son, I understand how you feel but you can't handle things this way. Remember you still have to present your mate before they can get their eyes off the throne," she said. "why are you hiding her away from me? I have to see her."

"you will, Mother, not now. I know what I'm doing, trust me," I assured. My mother shrugged and mumbled to herself as she left my chambers, she knew nothing she said could change my mind. I was as strong-headed as my father, so she once said.

The whole conversation had ignited a fire inside of me, I quickly asked the maidservant to run a bath for me to cool off. I soaked myself in the tub and felt my body relax. I closed my eyes and all I could picture in my head was Lucy, the thought of her gave me peace of mind. Not just peace, my body responded differently whenever I thought of her, she stirred up something inside of me especially when I was with her. Most times, my lower member hardened with excitement and the hope of taking possession of her.

It was too early to be thinking of such, I still needed her to trust me and love me completely.

After the long bath, I decided it was time to go see my mate. I gave a few instructions to my guards before setting out into the woods. Glen insisted on going with me but I refused. "You're in control till I return," I ordered.

I arrived at the gates of the rogue's pack, pondering on what to do next. I couldn't just walk in there like I owned the place, even though they were no match to me but it was a big risk to take. I stood there not knowing what to do, I wasn't going to leave here until I saw her at least.

"Use the mind link," my wolf suggested.

"That's impossible, she wouldn't be able to hear me," I said.

"Oh, you human. She's our mate and we can communicate with her, try it and stop doubting," my wolf said again.

I tried calling her but there was no response from her. "this is useless, she can't hear me," I grunted. "keep trying, she can hear you. She's just not used to this," my wolf insisted.

"Lucy..." I called out to her again using the mind link, yet no response. I gave up immediately, I shouldn't have listened to my wolf in the first place. I turned to return to the pack when I heard her voice.

"Who is this? How can I hear you?" she asked. I could feel her fear through the link, I was also dazed. My wolf was right, she could hear me. I never knew werewolves could communicate without changing form, it was reserved for only alphas who were given this privilege.

"She is mated to an alpha so she can hear it," my wolf explained.

"Lucy," I called to her again. "Don't be afraid, it's Chris."

I continued to commune with her until I got to our secret place, her hut. I directed her to where she would find me and she did.

She walked in looking excited like she had been waiting to see me. "How did you do that? What are doing you here?" she asked.

"It's an alpha thing," I said, feeling proud.

"Then how could I hear you? It's impossible," she asked again.

"We are connected that's why. Enough with the questions, I'm glad you're here. I want us to talk," I said. Immediately her excitement died down, her face wore a frown like I had said something wrong.

"Is that why you are here? To talk? I thought-"

"You thought what?" I asked curiously. What was she thinking? I thought. I could sense her desires from the way she reacted and the way she looked at me.

"It's nothing, what did you want to talk about?" she said, avoiding my eyes. I took a step forward as she moved backward until her back touched the wall.

Nowhere to run now, Lucy, I thought, my face wearing a grin. "You thought what, Lucy?" I asked again, my hand grabbing a handful of her hair to reveal her bare skin. She gasped as my lips touched her skin, I smiled knowing I had such an effect on her.

Her lips were soft, almost silken, and pillowy against my own. I could feel the soft tickle of her breath beneath my nose, fingers carding through her hair as we breathed each other in. Our bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as our lips pressed together.

This is wrong, I thought. My body was saying otherwise as I tried to fight the urge building inside me. My hands fumbled through her clothes as I struggled to take them off.

"Lucy.." a voice from outside interrupted us. I groaned in frustration.

"Why does your friend lurk around you all the time? What does he want?" I groaned I hated him already.

Lucy peeped through the window and froze for a minute. "You need to leave, it's not Nathan, it's Cade," she whispered.

I clenched my fist, this was the man who wanted me dead by all means. "I'm going to kill him," I growled.

Lucy held me back, pleading. "now is not the time, you will have your chance someday but not today, please," she said. She urged me to be quiet whilst she sorted him out.

"What do you want? Can't I be alone?" she snarled at him.

"What is this place and who were you talking to?" he asked. He barged in but found no one in, I had snuck out through the window while Lucy distracted him.

Now would have been my best chance to end his life if she hadn't intervened. Maybe she was right, it wouldn't have been a fair fight after all. I peeped through the bush to have a clear picture of what he looked like.

I froze when I saw his face, he was the last person I thought I would ever meet again. A man whom we all thought was dead. His name wasn't Cade, he was Uther Parker, my father's brother.