Chapter 37
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Aylee's POV
I walked back into the pack lands. What an asshole he is! How dare he say lilacs don't suit me when it's my birthday and after a long time, I actually wore a dress that I liked.
Way to ruin my mood, Farrell.
Rowan and Colton were already waiting for me as soon as I got back to the pack. But both are maintaining a good three feet distance between us even though it's side by side. I roll my eyes.
Farrell keeps ruining my mood outside the borders. And these both hating each other keeps ruining my mood inside my pack borders.
"Why does he keep flirting with you?" Rowan asks and I narrow my eyes at him.
"I didn't do anything -"
"It's not you, dickhead. It's Alpha Farrell," Rowan says, making Colton stop talking and he is glaring at the ground just because Rowan is the Beta and Colton doesn't stand a chance against him.
"When did he ever flirt with me?" I ask Rowan, who looks like he is so done with my s**t when I should be the one in that stage.
"In that letter when you first came back from the party. And now the last few minutes of your conversation. I let my wolf on the surface to borrow wolf hearing. He was telling you red suits better," Rowan says.
In the letter when I first came back from the party? What does he mean? And then it hits me. I remember Alpha Farrell sending me a letter apologizing for not meeting me in the party itself and Rowan telling me that he was flirting.
But something else hits me rather than the comment Rowan chose.
"Give me a f*****g minute," I say and run towards my house. I half expected for both of them to run behind me but they were just so busy insulting each other that they didn't even notice I was gone. How cool is that, when your best friend and lover don't get along huh.
My mom is baking me a cake again and she screams excitedly when she sees me. But I ran to my room instead. I opened the letter box that I gathered from Alpha Farrell so far.
And I place three of them side by side.
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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 gloves and the 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 condition 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.
Your friend,
Farrell.
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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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It is sad that I couldn't meet you when you were here that night. But I want to let you know that I am coming to meet you soon. I can't surely say when, but I wish it would be soon. I am on my journey to conquer it all. So if I accidentally wage a war against your pack, make sure to throw me on the ground and step your foot on my neck. But not too hard, okay?
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"Oh no! I am doomed," I tell myself, with my elbows on the table and my head in my hands.
"No no no no no," I whisper again looking at the three letters before me.
The one Alpha Farrell originally sent me has a different handwriting than the one he sent to Meghan just a couple of days ago. That means one of them is not written by him but by someone else.
But the one I wrote instead of him, and the letter he was supposed to send to Meghan have a huge resemblance. I wrote well with my left hand.
If one wasn't written by Farrell, then who wrote it really? I groan because this could sabotage my entire plan on hijacking the letters and using them for my own benefit.
And now he already sent another letter to Meghan stating he needs the canons and the letter might already be on the way to her. How do I stop that? If once Canons are in the picture, then my pack's fate is sealed. My pack cannot stand after the firing of cannons and that means I would be the one dragging all of them to their deaths. Something I don't want.
There is a knock on the door and I quickly put the letters back in the box before asking them to come in. I expected Rowan or Colton to come in but it's Arya instead.
"Your mother told me you were upset," she whispers and I shake my head.
"My mother can jump to conclusions. I was in a hurry to pee," I tell Arya and she smiles at that. She looks even more beautiful when she smiles.
She asks me if it's okay for her to sit with me and I don't object. My pack was kind enough to tell me that I don't have to do any Alpha duties for today, and this is supposed to be my rest period. But what rests when the enemy camp is right outside and there could be war at any moment.
"I met your father today," Arya tells me and my face hardens just with the mention of his name.
"How? Why?" I ask her and I want her to be answering both the questions.
"I was helping an injured girl during the combat sessions. And one of your army men didn't like me. They said if I wanted to be one of them, then I needed your father's approval," Arya says.
I clench my jaw. That is not even a rule that I know. Did they create their own rules or are they just bullying her because she is fifteen and a girl?
"There is no such rule like that," I whisper and she just smiles. How can she be still smiling after my pack men did such things to her? They were straight up bullying her.
"I know. I figured out when I said I already have your approval and they said it's the pack's secret that your father maintains. I haven't seen a pack do that and considered it a bluff," Arya tells me.
This girl keeps on making me intrigued. How is she this smart at fifteen when I am still struggling to keep up with the comebacks I am supposed to give Alpha Farrell whenever he decides to twist the words and decisions.
"But I decided to meet him anyway. I thought he would be a nice man. Because he let you be the Alpha. Not like my father who didn't acknowledge me because I was a girl," Arya says again. That tugs my heart a little but I don't say anything.
"And what did he do?" I ask her, part of me wanting and wishing she would say something nice about him. He criticized me all my life but he was a good Alpha. He was nice to many people. Those many people are men only.
"When I realized he was in prison, I understood he was not what I thought for him to be. I went in, anyway. And he mistook me for a boy thanks for the haircut and these clothes," Arya says.
I smile with her. I remember Farrell telling me that she faked being a boy just so she can have the freedom she wanted. I asked for her to wear dresses and grow her hair but she said she would do it once she feels comfortable. There are so many things I want to learn from this girl.
"He is actually an incredible man. He has a lot of knowledge on how to run a pack. And while listening to him all day, I also realized that he also knows more than Alpha Farrell than he leads people on. I don't know what made him tell me all those but he did," Arya tells me.
"What makes you say that?" I ask Arya back.
"Alpha Farrell liked witch Meghan when he was in his pack. This is something only the group from his pack knew. I knew because I spent time with them and they thought I was dumb young boy who couldn't talk. But I was stunned when your father told me the same thing," Arya says.
I don't know what hurt me more. The fact that people know Farrell liked Meghan or the fact that my father knows valuable information that could help his daughter win, but he somehow chose to support the enemy instead.
But I don't let it cloud my judgment as I look at Arya. She is a smart one, this girl. I should walk on my toes around her before she reads my mind and tells me my deepest secrets.
"Maybe you should talk to him if you want to win the war," Arya tells me. I raise my eyebrow at her.
"I thought you were loyal to your Alpha," I say and she shrugs.
"And I guess my Alpha wants you to win," she says and walks out as if she didn't tell me anything at all.
Why will her Alpha want me to win? He is out there getting his Canons for God sake!
I weigh my options and this time Rowan comes to my room. Behind him is Colton and I don't know if I want to see either of them at this moment. They were so busy insulting each other when I was running.
"Is your banter done or is there anything else remaining?" I ask them and they both stare at the floor, at a loss of words.
"I wish I can form words on how disappointed I am in you both," I tell them and again, there is no word from them.
"He wasn't flirting with me, Rowan. As a matter of fact he waged a war almost. He said canons are already on their way. So tell me how we are going to withstand it if he decides to shoot with his cannons. The entire pack will be wiped out in the matter of minutes," I say and Rowan looks surprised.
"And what if he did flirt with me, Colton? How insecure are you to be afraid that another Alpha that is an enemy, decides to flirt with me? Do you take me for a girl who would fall for the enemy just to save her pack?" I ask Colton this time and he looks ashamed too.
"I don't think I can talk to either of you for a while. You can leave," I tell them but they don't budge an inch.
"I am ordering this as the Alpha of The Moon Set Pack. Leave the room at once," I say and they both scurry off without saying a word.
I quickly grabbed the first letter I ever received from Alpha Farrell.
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It is sad that I couldn't meet you when you were here that night. But I want to let you know that I am coming to meet you soon. I can't surely say when, but I wish it would be soon. I am on my journey to conquer it all. So if I accidentally wage a war against your pack, make sure to throw me on the ground and step your foot on my neck. But not too hard, okay?
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"If I accidentally wage a war against your pack, make sure to throw me on the ground and step your feet on my neck. But not too hard, okay?" I read the last part of the letter out loud.
Is he insane.? Is he leaving me tips on how to win a war or is he teasing me because I am a female Alpha?
I recall Arya's words again. She said she thinks Alpha Farrell wants me to win. Can I trust Arya? After all she came here after spending time at Alpha Farrell's army. What if she was sent as a part of the plan?
Or what if it's actually true? What if Alpha Farrell wants me to win this and has been sending me tips on how to win, since the beginning that I am graciously ignoring?
Maybe it's time I need to pay my father a visit. Maybe for once he is going to treat me like his daughter and help me win the war.
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