Alpha King's Brutal Love

Chapter 32

Aylee's POV

Once I reach my room, that's when I start crying again. Mom helps me with removing my top and I see the bandage was indeed torn and there was blood oozing. Just a bit. I hope Rowan is getting a nurse at least.

If Alpha Farrell knows this, then my pack will be dead for sure.

Rowan quickly brings a nurse and she is clearly shocked as soon as she sees my bleeding arm. She is on her knees before me, inspecting the wound.

"What happened, Alpha?" She asks me and I tell her that Rowan and I went on a hunt and a Bison attacked me. She understood because that's actually a believable lie.

"It's a good thing that Beta Rowan used an ointment that prevents this wound from infecting further. Since it's the animal we are talking about, there is a high chance of that" the nurse says as she examines the wound.

She then cleans the blood in a more clinical way and applies another layer of medicine telling me that it will kickstart my healing process and it helps me heal the wound faster than the usual rate.

Rowan and I asked her to keep this a secret and she told us both that she would take this to her grave. Apparently she feels a sense of gratitude that I allowed her to pursue a career that she wanted, putting aside the gender differences even though she is older than me. I became Alpha two years ago and many things have already changed since then.

"Is there something you need?" Rowan asks and I shake my head. I am just sleepy somehow. Maybe because I hardly got three or four hours of sleep last night and I am craving it now more than ever.

"I'll just take a rest. Thanks," I whisper and he nods, walking out, closing the door behind.

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"Says the one who tricked me!" I scoff at him and he only laughs back at me. As if that's the biggest joke, but all my anger melts when he pulls me closer to him. "Says the one who tricked me!" Aylee scoffs, making me laugh and pull her closer to me.

"Well, you started it first, Aylee," Farrell says. And I know that he is right. Yet, I don't want to accept defeat even if it's a banter like this. So I stick my tongue out making him chuckle as he looks at me.

"So you really went ahead and made yourself a potion with the qualities that I mentioned? That was so unfair, Farrell" she says with a pout, hoping he would fall for the cute act but still he doesn't.

"Well, what can I say? Your mate always wins the game," he tells me, making me roll my eyes. He calls every man egocentric when he is the most egocentric of all.

"My wolf says she likes your wolf," I tell Farrell, making him smile and look at me with eyes full of love. Something no one did for me. Not even my mother. Not even Colton.

Colton. Oh s**t Colton. I know this is a dream and I know that I should wake up. Because I have a lover and he is Colton. I cannot cheat on him. There is no f*****g way I am cheating on Colton.

"My wolf likes your wolf too. Like I like you," Farrell tells me and I see a smile on my face. A wide one.

Oh no. No no no no no. Don't smile. Don't smile. He is not your lover and this is a dream. They say dreams are often what our subconscious self always thought of or wanted deep down. And I am ashamed that I am thinking of someone else this way and not Colton.

"Just like?" I ask him back and why the heck am I even flirting with him?

"Love," he pauses and leans closer to me,"I love you"

"I love you too," I tell Farrell as we kiss each other.

My fingers slip into his black slightly curly hair and he pushes me to the wall, pressing his body into mine. I moan a little only fuelling him to kiss me harder.

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"Aylee!" I hear Rowan's scream and get back to reality again. I open my eyes and wake up to see I am in my room and that was indeed a dream.

"Was I screaming?"I ask him and he shakes his head.

"But there is something," he says and I don't like the sound of it. When he says there is something.. well not just him but even Colton too. When they say there is something then it's often associated with Alpha Farrell.

"What did he do now?" I ask Rowan, as I stand up to throw my shoes on and walk outside of the house.

My mom is baking cookies again and that reminded me of the letter I forged to Meghan. I wonder if she is going to fall into the trap and send some nicely baked cookies.

"Alpha Farrell said he wants to talk to you," Rowan says and now that is a bit intriguing. Why would he want to talk to me?

"Why?" I ask Rowan even though I know Farrell wouldn't state his business to someone else if he himself came to talk to me. He usually sends his people if he wants to send a word. But this is the first time he is coming.

"I don't know. But there's a boy behind him. I haven't seen that boy anywhere," Rowan tells me.

Now that is even more intriguing. Why would Alpha Farrell take some random boy and come to my pack borders?

I don't waste time as I walk to my borders and Colton looks hot in the sun. Not like the handsome hot but I am talking about literal hot. Even though the monsoon is approaching, the temperatures during the day are still high.

I see Alpha Farrell through the small crack and he is already looking at me. I don't see the boy because Farrell is kind of shielding him from my sight.

"Lower the gates," I tell my guards and they are taken aback by my orders.

"And pull them back quickly. I don't want him to even take a sneak peek for a second to see what's inside," I say and the guards nod, slowly lowering the gates.

"Are you serious?" Rowan asks as he stands behind me as my Beta but what Farrell said later made Rowan grit his teeth.

"Alpha to Alpha, please. That is exactly why I didn't allow Sebastian to come too," He is screaming as if he already understood that I don't leave my Beta behind whenever I cross my borders.

I look at Rowan and assure him that I would be safe and there is nothing to worry. And if there is something, then I ordered him not to hesitate and wage a war against The Nightfall Pack army.

The gates are eventually lowered and I walk out. Alone. Without my Beta. Once I am totally out and start to walk, the gates are pulled up quickly.

On my orders. I really don't want him to see anything inside. I don't even want him to know how many soldiers I have. How many weapons I have. What my pack is capable of. I would like for that to stay as a mystery. At least until I figure something out to do. At least until the war is over. Doesn't matter if I win or lose. Definitely not without a fight.

"What is it now, Alpha Farrell? Shortage of food?" I asked him even though I saw it all the night they arrived. There were cooks and fire burning all the time to provide the entire army the food that they needed.

He moves aside and my eyes fall on the boy who is silently standing behind Alpha Farrell. Now that he stepped aside, the boy finally saw me. But I don't make the first move and be kind. For all I know the boy could be a skilled murderer ready to kill me.

"She is Arya. From The Little Stone Pack," Farrell introduces Arya to me and I just nod in acknowledgement.

"And she is-"

"Alpha Aylee. The only female Alpha. From The Moon Set Pack," Arya says without even holding back and I finally smile at her. Alright. I am slightly impressed, especially coming from a girl.

"She is a girl. A truth I came to know just minutes ago," Farrell says and Arya's eyes go wide at the fact. Even mine too. I didn't know she was a girl either. In all possible ways she looks like a boy.

"I don't think my camp is fit for a girl to be amongst the sea of men soldiers who still think that a war is no place for a girl. And I don't want her to live in the disguise of a boy like she did until now," Alpha Farrell tells me and now I am beyond curious to know what exactly is running through Alpha Farrell's mind as he brought Arya here to me.

"I know this is a bit too much to ask of you as an enemy who has a camp with an army right outside your borders, but can you please look after her? I don't think I can trust anyone for that. Except you," Alpha Farrell says that actually made my heart skip a beat. Just a beat though but still skipped.

"Alpha!" Arya almost screams as she looks at Farrell wide eyed as well. Mirroring my expression.

"What was your motto? What were you trained for?" Farrell asks Arya and she hesitates a bit, looking at me. I don't know why.

"It's okay. I trust Alpha Aylee. And I brought you here so you can understand that she is someone you can trust too. Now, what were you trained for?" Farrell asks Arya again.

"To impress Alpha," she whispers, a bit ashamed of it. Again, I am not following. Why is she being trained for such a thing? And is Alpha Farrell trying to bribe me by selling another girl as a slave to me? If that's the case I swear I am going to drink his blood and feed his flesh to the hounds that I don't have.

"Good. And since I am your Alpha now, I should let you know what impresses me the most when it concerns you," Farrell told and Arya turned around to look at him again.

"You being somewhere safe and healthy. I couldn't be a father to you. I killed your father and it's not my fault or his. But the least I could do for you is be a brother to you. So if you want to impress me, then grow well under her," He tells Arya and she doesn't even hesitate before she hugs him, crying.

Now this is a scene I wasn't ready for. I don't think I have ever seen Alpha Farrell do something like this. I agree I have known him just for a while. But I have heard of his reputation.

I also heard that when he killed Alpha Louis, his son was right there. And all Farrell did was apologize to him and then tell the boy that what needed to be done needed to be done. And if he ever comes back for revenge, he would kill him too. I don't know how much of that was true, but I still believed it because it's Farrell we are talking about.

"Will you do this for me?" Farrell asks and I nod, without any hesitation.

I don't say I am a professional or whatever, but I at least understand when someone is being genuine. And now is one of those times. I see it in Arya's eyes and I see it in Farrell's eyes too.

"Rowan!" I scream and an arrow flies from the other side of the wall, landing just beside Farrell but he doesn't even flinch.

"Oh My God! I am safe. Stop" I scream again but another arrow was already on its way and this time it landed beside me. I flinched a little though. Farrell might not like his life but I do. And I don't want to waste it like this.

"Come out!" I scream and this time I hear the gates being lowered and Rowan walks outside. The subtle groan from Farrell says he is not really fond of Rowan but that doesn't stop Rowan from glaring both at Farrell and Arya behind him.

"Take her inside and wait for me. And no one talks to her until I come. If anyone does, tell me and I'll see their end for you," I tell Arya and even though she is a bit hesitant she trusts me and walks in with Rowan.

When there is no one but just Farrell and I, it feels different to be in his presence again. Especially after the strange dream that I have got.

"What made you trust me with this?" I asked him because that was the only question running on my mind since then.

"Maybe because you are not as heartless as you show the world that you are," he tells me and I don't know in what sense he said, and I don't want to ask as well.

"I'll take care of her. Is there anything that she does? I don't want to start from the beginning because it's already a new place and this is a war we are in the middle of," I say and Farrell nods.

"Yeah. Well, she is a great Archer. That's what I have heard through Sebastian. And she had very bad experiences with men in her life. So I advise you not to leave her alone with a group of egocentric men around her. Please," Farrell says and I assure him that I'd do all that for her.

"Let us not make her a part of the war, if that ever happens. She might feel attached to both you and I after a few days and it would be cruel of us to ask her to choose sides," I tell him.

"Yeah. Sounds about right," Farrell says and I nod.

Suddenly there is this pure silence between us. Both of us don't know what to talk about or what to say. His entire army is watching him chit chatting with me.

He turns around to follow the line of my gaze and notices all eyes on us. I look at him worried again, thinking it would be problematic for him since we both are supposed to be at each other's throats considering we belong to opposite teams.

"It's cool. They wouldn't even dare ask me a question anyways," Farrell says and I wish I could have that confidence.

Because every decision of mine would be under questioning all my life. Even a few minutes ago when I asked my guards to lower the gates, he didn't even bother. I had to tell him again. I don't know if everyone on this planet is like my father or am I the odd one out.

"Well then, thank you" he whispers, extending his hand again and I give him my hand absentmindedly.

This time his handshake is subtle. As if he is being careful. As if he knows my arm is not really in good shape. Or maybe he noticed even slight changes in me, which is scary. The kind of attraction that runs between us is actually scary.

I turn around and start walking away but there is this sudden dizziness I have that makes me stand for a second before I start walking away. I am seriously sleep deprived and I need to do something about it.

I walk inside the pack walls and I see Arya standing alone and looking at everyone who is in return just staring at her as if she is from another planet.

I smile at her and she smiles back at me. I notice she has dimples. She looks beautiful and it's a shame that she had to move under the disguise of a boy until now.

"Let's go home, shall we?" I ask her and she nods. Everyone around me gasps out loud but I don't pay any attention as I take Arya home.

"Well, the cranberry cookies are ready and-" my mom stopped talking midway when she noticed Arya with me at the doorstep.

"She is Arya. And she is going to live with us from now on," I tell my mom.

I expected her to ask me the backstory. I expected her to say that we are barely looking after ourselves and that one more person would be nothing more than a burden.

My mother walks towards me, with the tray of cookies still in her hand. And I want to warn her to be nice but she goes a mile ahead with what she did later.

She offered Arya a cookie with a smile. Arya looks at me once, with a smile and grabs a cookie before thanking my mom for it.

"Lucky for you, there is only one free guest room. I'll help you to shower," mom says, holding Arya's hand and taking her to the guest room so she can have a shower.

I smile as I look at them as they walk away. Arya might have really been through a lot for her to decide to live this way as a boy. Not anymore. Not under my care. So she is an archer I see. I know how to train her. She is going to grow up embracing the fact that she is a girl and she wouldn't be afraid to hide it.

Moreover it's actually a little shocking that Farrell trusts me with this. I should do my best to show him that I am worthy of it.

Arya is my new family member from now on.

I walk to my room and Nicholas is already knocking on my window. I quickly opened it to see him. He is all sweaty so I guess he had been here trying to reach me for a while.

"This fast?" I ask him as he hands me a letter and he nods.

"And this," he says as he hands me a box as well and I thank him before walking to my desk to see what she wrote and what Farrell wrote.

I pull out a copy of Farrell's last letter just to see if his letter and Meghan's replies match even a little. I just need to be sure before I grow over confident.

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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 eat a peanut butter cookie that Meghan sent as I read Farrell's letter first. I made sure I wrote his last letter down, word by word just in case the reply doesn't tally. He would know that his letters are being hijacked.

Damn these cookies are actually good. My mom and Meghan could be great friends because of their love for baking and the taste of heaven that they provide.

I open Meghan's letter carefully not breaking the seal and her handwriting is by far the prettiest I have ever seen.

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Glad that you finally wrote back, Farrell.

But over a favor? I expected much better from you. Even though I am a friend and your pack's witch, so you could have just ordered and I would do that for you.

What you asked for is ready. I understood what you meant when you asked me to do that favor for you and even Sebastian wrote that Aylee has an attitude that makes him barf.

I sent the cookies that you asked for. Trust me, it will have an effect on her. So do not forget to offer her and watch the drama. Trust me on this one.

Tell me what happened later.

You should take care of yourself too.

Your friend,

Meghan.

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What???

Sebastian wrote that I have an attitude that makes him barf? Wow I did not expect that. I knew he didn't like me but this just went a little far.

Oh I mentally noted myself to make him a villain in the next letter that Farrell is going to send Meghan. And maybe ask her to bake a batch of gingerbread cookies because I am craving them. Farrell wouldn't even know why things are not working for him during this war with a female Alpha. I can already smirk imagining his reaction after seeing these cookies.

Okay. This system is nice.