Alpha King's Brutal Love

Chapter 29

Aylee's POV

I close my eyes, trying to fall asleep but Alpha Farrell's face and the way he looked at me with his dark black eyes make it harder for me to sleep.

Why the f**k does he have this effect on me?

I look out through the window and it's midnight. The entire world is sleeping right now. Except me. Even Colton might be sleeping peacefully. These days I don't really understand the deal with Colton. He is getting insecure for absolutely no reason and it's getting hard to explain to him about several things.

The Moon Set Pack doesn't have a strong source of water except the rainwater harvesting that we do so religiously. They say there is a term for people who love water so much. Water as in the ocean or a sea or a water body as such. And it's called Thalassophile. Maybe I am one. Because I always skip and run to a pond that is just outside the borders of my pack.

I wish I could go there right now. But my enemies are camping right outside and I don't want to risk it. Maybe I'll go to Colton. It requires an apology ready in hand but as if I care about all of that right now.

I slowly walk outside my house and walk towards Colton's house. But as I was passing by Rowan's home, I saw the light still on. I debated if I should go to him instead of Colton, but I decided at least Rowan should get a good sleep. I cannot snatch that away when I don't even give him anything. Colton will at least get cuddles so he wouldn't complain.

I walk to Colton's house and he lives alone. I walked up the steps but right when I was about to knock on the door, I noticed all the lights switched off so I couldn't muster up the courage to wake him up.

So without a second thought I walk to the borders. I take a sneak peek and almost everyone in the enemy camp is asleep. I don't see a light even at Alpha Farrell's tent. I don't know why my heart was racing when he held my hand. He has a woman back at his pack. Meghan. I wonder how he behaves with her.

If her heart races like mine when he is close. If she looks at him and wonders how it would feel to be kissed by him. Even with such thoughts I always felt like I was cheating on Colton.

Colton was risking every day of his life to be in a secret relationship with me. And here I am, thinking about some other guy in a way I shouldn't be thinking.

When I saw that my steering was clear, I walked in the other direction. It's a good thing that the pond is not really close to the enemy camp where they can smell me. Maybe that's the only good thing today.

The pond seems even more pretty today. With the rainy season approaching, there is a different kind of chill in the air and the plants are greener. The flowers are all beautiful and seem welcoming as I walk towards it.

I sit at the edge and stare at my reflection in the water. The moonlight is helping me only a little. I don't see my face clearly on the surface. I only see a shadow with fair hair. Reminds me of the way Alpha Farrell asked me if my hair was always this fair. I believe they call it a blonde and people with fair hair, a blondie.

I place my hand in the water. The water is colder than the last week when I was here. It's still okay because during winters, it's all ice and no water. Rowan and I used to cut the ice and then fish here, and called it a day off. But later on I realized when my mom said that Rowan would bring me here saying it was a fishing day whenever Liza was here and my dad would beat my mother for questioning his actions. She didn't want me to witness all that.

My life is a mess. And I seeked comfort in Colton. These days even he is giving me a hard time, just adding into the burden. Sometimes I don't even blame him. Maybe it's written in the stars somewhere. For me to have a shitty life.

I don't know why, but I started to cry. My father was ready to sell me off to my enemy because he feels that I am not fit to be an Alpha just because I am a girl. And he hates my mother because she couldn't give him a son. I am such a burden to him that he really was ready to sell me off to Alpha Farrell.

What else could I do to show him or to prove to him that I am capable of running my own pack? That I might be a girl but I have his genes and I am an Alpha too. How else can I show him that he had to go to the enemy camp to sell me off, because I did not even let the entire army of Alpha Farrell to not even dare take a step towards the pack.

I cried for a while and it feels great that no one is actually here to see that. Even though I want to cry out loud, I don't want to risk anyone else watching it either.

But when I heard footsteps, I was on my guard. Usually that could be someone from my own pack but now that the enemy camp is closer it could be one of them as well.

And I see Rowan. I see Rowan of everyone that could have been. Seeing him, the cries turned into sobs. He is probably the only person with whom I can be like my true self.

"Shhh! It's okay," he whispers as he walks towards me and hugs me.

I hug him back tight. My face pressed into his chest as I cried a little more. I don't think I am going to stop crying so soon. And even now I am afraid to show him my face as I cry.

"It's okay to cry. It's actually good that you are not bottling it up anymore," Rowan whispers.

"He was ready to sell me off, Rowan" I tell him as I pull away from the hug and he looks at me, his hazel eyes growing softer with each passing second.

"He was really ready to sell me off. Like I wasn't his daughter. That I wasn't even a person. He went to the enemy camp and-" I couldn't even finish the sentence as Rowan just pulls me even closer and tells me that he understands.

"It took me a great deal to act strong when I was dying inside," I say and I feel him kiss the top of my head.

Rowan doesn't say anything. He just hugs me and lets me cry in his arms, as he listens to my cries. Here and there he was stroking my fair hair that soothed me a little bit.

"How did you know I was here?" I finally asked him once I realized that I was done crying.

"Oh you are asking me like I know you just an hour ago," he says, and I chuckle wiping my tears away.

"The question is how come Colton didn't know?" He asks me, knowing very well that Colton never even knew I was a Thalassophile.

"He was sleeping and I didn't want to wake him up. I did see the light still on in your house though," I say and he clutches his chest faking a heart ache and I act as if I just shot an arrow straight to his chest.

"Oh! So you didn't want to disturb him because he was sleeping. And didn't want to disturb me because I was awake. I applaud your sense of thinking," he fakes a bow and I laugh.

I laughed because it was indeed funny coming from him. Was that really what I was thinking?

"But your mind does work in critical conditions. So I will at least give you that!" Rowan says and sits on the edge of the pond, asking me to sit as well.

"You know, there is a continent once you cross the vast ocean, where there are people so diverse looking. Few have their eyes small and few have bigger eyes. Few were very fair skinned like porcelain and few had skin that reminded me of wheat," Rowan starts telling me about his stories during his sailing days and now at least that's something that will take my mind off of the burden I carry in my heart.

"There was a tribe that I spent a few days with, and you know what they believe?" Rowan asks me and I shake my head. How would I know what they believe when I don't even know a tribe exists outside this continent.

"They believe that the Moon is actually a messenger," he says and now that sounds a little fascinating to me.

"They often talk to Moon about their loved ones, and believe that the Moon is going to turn that into a dream and make it appear when their loved ones are asleep. I tried that so many times and sent you several messages. Did you even receive them?" He asks and I laugh. Not at their belief but at the way Rowan said he sent me several messages through the Moon.

"Yes. There was this one time you sent me a message. It was a dream like you said. And in that dream you were trying to kill me with a butter knife. Oh My Goodness I never knew that was your serious intention," I fake my anger and look of betrayal that made him laugh uncontrollably.

It's like this with Rowan. We laugh about absolute silly things and still feel that things are alright.

But a rustle from the nearby bush got us both to stand straight and scan the surroundings. For all we know that could be a wolf of the enemy clan. We need to get back inside the borders right now.

Half of me expected that it was a wolf from our enemies even though deep down I knew Alpha Farrell's army played by the rules. They wouldn't even attack me even if I was here out in the dark and all alone.

As the creature finally decided to jump out of the bushes, I noticed it was a Bison. Rowan and I decided to run but quickly understood that the Bison was a lot faster than us and would kill us within ten seconds.

"There's a cave just a few meters away from here with a small passage enough for both of us. We should get there. The Bison wouldn't even enter because it wouldn't fit," Rowan says and I start running along with him.

For a second the Bison was so close to me that its teeth grazed my skin. But it caught my dress and it tore all the way leaving me naked. Just in my undergarments. But that slowed the Bison down just for two seconds until Rowan and I were already running and it took the Bison another two seconds to see that it was my dress and not me.

Successfully, Rowan and I reached the cafe and slipped in at the exact moment the Bison reached us too. But Rowan was right. This cave has a narrow passage and only two of us fit in it.

I shiver because of the cold and Rowan looks at me. I am only in my under garments and nothing else. I saw something flicker in his eyes and he shakes his head once, letting it go away and takes his shirt off.

"Here," he whispers and gives it to me and I happily take it. I see he has a tee shirt underneath his shirt and I know it's because the nights are getting colder because the rainy season is approaching.

"We missed it just by a second," I whisper and Rowan just nods. He is doing everything in my capacity to not look at me and I am standing closer to him in just a shirt that is his.

Since it's a narrow passage, we are standing so close to each other. I am half tempted to tell him that whatever he is feeling right now, I am starting to feel that with Alpha Farrell. But I don't know how he is going to take it for two reasons. One is that he is the man who wants my pack. And two is that I am already in a relationship with Colton and he is aware of that fact. I cannot cheat on him.

"That Bison wouldn't go from here. It's waiting for us to come out," I whisper, noticing that the Bison is just outside the cave.

"I know a way," Rowan says and picks up a rock.

When the Bison was slightly distracted, he threw the rock in the direction of it, so it landed in the bushes behind the Bison. And the Bison turned around totally attentive towards the sound and rushed to the bushes while Rowan and I quickly ran in the opposite direction.

The borders were a lot closer from this cave but through a different route. A route in which I didn't see the lake pass by us. And once we reached the borders and the gates were up, I knew we were safe.

"We need to get back to your house before someone sees us like this and create stories they shouldn't," I never agreed to something more than what he said now.

I asked Rowan to sleep at my place for the night to which he didn't agree . He said Colton would die of jealousy and as much as I want to tell him that he is wrong, deep down I know that it could happen and I am not ready for another drama.

As soon as we reached my house first, so I could change and give him his shirt back, my mom was already awake but she was in the kitchen thankfully.

So we both silently walked to my room, even though we both knew she could just pick our scents and know that we are here.

"Oh My God! Your hand" Rowan says he takes it and I see there is a cut and blood oozing out. But it stopped a while ago and I see dried blood only.

"It might have happened when the Bison caught my dress and pulled it thinking it was me," I whisper.

Rowan made me sit down on my bed while he grabbed everything essential from the first aid box. He cleaned the dried blood and finally got a clear picture of the wound.

Since I don't have a wolf, my healing power is equivalent to that of a human. But it still heals over time.

Rowan applies an ointment and I wince a little. It didn't really pain me earlier probably because I have seen and been through much worse, but now that the medicine touched the wound it actually hurts.

"It's alright. It'll heal," he says as he rubs the medicine all over the wound and seals it with a bandage.

"Make sure you don't use that hand much," he says but the right hand is my dominant hand. I do everything with it.

"And don't let anyone know either. Who knows what Alpha Farrell or Sebastian might use that opportunity for. Everyone in our pack including Colton knows that your left hand is the weakest in your body," he says and I nod.

I know. And I don't want to be reminded of it every time someone talks about it. Rowan quickly understood and called my mom inside.

He explains everything that happened just because I cannot undress myself and change without some help. And he wouldn't help me with it so we needed someone else. And mom to the rescue.

She cried for a minute before helping me and just when it was done, it was already time for the sun to rise. And there was a knock on my window. I know what it means so I quickly open it to see Nicholas. He hands me a letter and then gets down through the tree outside the window.

I hired him to hijack the letters that Alpha Farrell or Sebastian sends back and to give them to me. Yesterday it was just Sebastian sending a letter to Meghan telling her what a b***h I was with an attitude. And I don't blame him. Even I surprised myself with those acting skills.

I carefully opened the seal with a knife and read the letter.

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Alright, a dot in a huge arse letter indeed sounded so tempting. But I'm afraid you wouldn't even notice the dot with the poor eyesight that you have.

Jokes apart, I do need your help Meghan. With a potion. I know you are very skilled at making potions and I am not asking you this as a friend, but as an Alpha who needs the help of a witch.

I need a potion that burns both the gloves and skin. But without wolfsbane so the person who touches it would still survive. Can you do that for me?

Don't send cookies. After traveling in rough conditions for more than two days all I could see was mold and half eaten ones. The riders are eating them apparently. So give the cookies to them. They'd enjoy it more than I could.

Take care.

You friend,

Farrell.

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I smile at the letter, first because he mentioned Meghan as his friend. Not something else. I was partially thinking it would be something else and this just made it clear.

This makes two things clear. That he knew my secret potion was all a lie. Or else he wouldn't be asking Meghan to make himself a batch when he doesn't even have silver gates to protect.

And that he doesn't want to eat cookies anymore. Maybe I know what to write now.

So I sit and start scribbling something on another paper. Alpha Farrell's handwriting is child-like and I could just write something with my left hand which is a less dominant part of my body, and it would look as if he wrote this.

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Alright, a dot in a huge arse letter indeed sounded so tempting. But I'm afraid you wouldn't even notice the dot with the poor eyesight that you have.

You were ready to settle for a dot in a huge arse letter? Well, just when I thought there was nothing left in this world that could surprise me.

I was busy all these days plotting so many things that I couldn't get time to write back to you. And today, I need a favor. Not as a friend but an Alpha who needs help from a witch.

Can you send me cookies? A batch of them that has peanut butter in that? I heard that Alpha Aylee is allergic to peanuts so as a part of me being nice to her, I also want to give her a taste of trust.

Take care of yourself.

Your friend,

Farrell.

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I slightly melt the wax seal of Alpha Farrell. Just enough for that to become sticky so I can just plainly stick that on the letter that I wrote. No one would even know that I changed the letter since the seal is the same too. It was tough to manage with one hand but it took me an hour just for this. I hope Nicholas is still awake and outside.

I knock on the window once before opening and I see Nicholas waving his hand telling me it's him down the window. We do have a code language or else we would be at risk.

I fall on my bed, and this time the sun is already rising. I smile because I am going to eat peanut butter cookies tomorrow. My most favorite thing in this entire world and I don't even have any allergies. I just wanted some drama.

Alpha Farrell, looking forward to your next move.