Farrell's POV
"What the f**k even was that!!" Sebastian asks me, pretty much in shock right after Aylee and her beta Rowan went back into their pack lands.
"She said. It was a magical potion," I whisper but deep down somewhere I wasn't convinced.
Because more than intruders, there is a high chance of her own pack members touching the border walls. So if it's a magic potion, then they'll have to perform it on the entire pack. That seems unlikely, as per what Meghan once told me.
One of the warriors gets me the gloves of the two men who touched the silver wall. And I noticed that they were burnt. I don't feel anything.
But then it hits me. If it hurts only them and not me, then that means the residues are not on the gloves. They are still on the walls. The gloves are burnt. It could be diluted hot wolfsbane enough to burn anything that comes into contact and then a layer of lethal wolfsbane that touched their skin through these small cracks by burns.
I smile at that. Well, I can now agree that she is smart. Definitely not like the other Lunas I met so far. Or their kids for that matter. Many Lunas tried to make me take their daughters as my wife but I refused. They want power. If their husband couldn't get that, then it's their son in law who should.
But here Aylee is. Playing tactics and doing everything that she can to keep me away from her pack.
It's time to build my own tent and this time, Sebastian is helping me. He is talking randomly about the issues we witnessed in a few packs. He got into a w***e house and saw the madam of that house think he is a foreigner and tried to loot him. But he made sure to f**k her and didn't even pay her back but had a change of heart and paid her double so he can f**k her again. And the key point was that she was a thief and wasn't even the madam of the w***e house.
I feel Aylee's eyes on me. I can feel it strongly but I don't turn around. Not yet. I act like I don't know her watching me at all, and laugh with Sebastian even though he is telling me the story of how he got robbed and he had to act dumb just so they wouldn't kill him on the spot.
But my curiosity got the best of me. So I turned around to look at her. And caught her staring at me. I smile at her, in hopes that she would finally understand that I'm not here to take her pack but her. She is who I want.
I know this is going too fast, but I wink at her and watch her lose her balance. I bet she fell down and I hated that I couldn't see her flustered expression thanks to the silver walls between us.
"What did I just witness?" Sebastian asks me and I turn towards him.
I am not sure if I can just tell him. Because Aylee is not eighteen yet. According to the records of Alpha title ceremonies, she took the title when she was sixteen and two years ago. So that means her birthday is around the corner. Any day.
"Nah. Just trying to see if my charm works at least," I say and he nods, his eyes darting towards the spot where Aylee stood till now.
"And it looks like it's working. Keep that up and see if you can bend her to our will," he says.
As much as I don't like the sound of it, I don't say anything. I don't even know if Aylee is okay with this mate bond. I want her to know first before I tell anyone else on this planet. The choice should be hers.
Once we are done settling, food is served. The rabbits here are somehow better tasting than the luxurious meat I have had at other packs.
Meghan always called people cruel whenever she witnessed someone eating rabbits. Said they were too cute to be eaten. But the same Meghan then proceeds to eat chicken as if that's the ugliest animal on earth. Few things she says sometimes never make sense.
I wonder if Aylee eats meat regardless of how the animal looks. She looks lean. She should start eating more.
"That Beta," Sebastian whispers, as he chews his meat.
"He looked like he had a thing for her," he says again.
I try my best not to hold the plate in my hand a little too tight, so he would notice. But that irks me. Because I know that it's true. I know that her beta likes her. It's evident in his eyes.
And there were three scents when they both walked out of their pack. I don't want to name or make genders here but I strongly feel that it's more masculine. I don't even try to think of anything else. I can't be doubting my own mate without knowing the truth. She might have hugged her friend or her father. That's how their scent might have rubbed on her.
I knew I needed some air to cleanse my mind so that's what I do. I let Sebastian know that I'm heading for a wolf run and then ran in a random direction without thinking twice.
I let Lyon shift mid air and he howls loud as he starts running. The air feels so foreign, yet so welcoming. This place is not as vibrant as the Nightfall Pack. But still beautiful with the brown and green colors everywhere. Suddenly, I miss the tree that overlooks the valley. I miss sitting there and thinking of the world that's much more beautiful outside. Too sad that now I realized my pack was the prettiest.
Lyon howls and howls as he runs. I know that this is him taking out his frustration too. I really hope she just has a boy best friend or she is just close to her father. Yes. She might be closer to her father. Despite the comment my mother made that day, I want to believe that she is closer to her father mentally and they both share an amazing bond.
Right when my wolf was about to take a turn, Sebastian's mindlink stops us. Lyon is just walking at this point to give me freedom enough to focus on the mindlink.
"Someone is here to see you," he says.
"If it's some Luna still asking me to marry their daughter, then ask them to leave" I tell him back.
"No. No. You'd be surprised to know who wants to meet you," Sebastian mindlinks me.
That caught both Lyon and my attention. Who could have traveled all the way here just to meet me?
"Alpha Aylee's father," Sebastian says.
Alpha Aylee's father? Why does he want to meet me? Is he here to threaten me? Or is he here to warn me to leave? Or worse, just kill me so his daughter will bag a win in her list?
I need to talk to him. And I need to remember that he is closer to his daughter. I need to take this step a little too carefully.
"Tell him I'm on my way"