Hidden From The Alpha

Chapter 41

Amaia pov

It’s been three days in here. In the pack. I didn’t go out though, as the alpha had said I wasn’t allowed to go out yet until he had talked to the other members about us staying in the pack. When I met, I meant father too. I was so happy he was alive, I had blamed myself so much for his death and now I can’t be more than happy he was alive. He kept on nagging me each time he comes to my room. That I’ve gone weak, that’s was not all wrong. Ever since I met the Alpha, I didn’t know what happened to me, I felt guilty each time I kills an innocent wolf. I didn’t want it but I couldn’t stop it either.

I was standing by the window late evening, looking out through it, the warriors' wolves were outside walking around the pack. I stare at them, Joking and laughing among themselves. It did feel nice.

“I thought you would be sleeping?” I heard the door open and shut and then his footsteps.

“Father.” I turned to stare at him, it was just a year and he had gone old, he was my trainer, he was strong, he made this strong. That even without my wolf I could fight, I could conquer all. He sat on the bed and tapped on the next spot. I moved away from the window and sat down beside him. He did say the Alpha saved him and treated him and kept him alive, away from the bad wolf. That was what he said, he didn’t tell me what was his connection with the moonlight pack. How come he was able to save him when he was just a warrior like the others and doesn’t have any power. That too had been fishy but I didn’t question him, he let him do be. I wasn’t gonna pressure him to tell me anything.

“You’re not comfortable here, are you? I see you the other day. The day I came here and when you hugged the Alpha. You’re fighting with yourself.” He turned and held my hands. I stare down at her eyes. That was why I said I wanted a father. He knows, understands, and helps. The hug wasn’t something she could explain how it felt. It was burning and exciting at the same thing.

“Can I stay here father?”

“You can if you want to.”

“What do you mean? How can I stay.”

“Tell him.”

“What?” My voice quavers.

“Tell him everything, who you’re, if he doesn’t accept you, we’ll leave. Tell him you can’t have your Wolf because of the curse, let him find a way to break the curse.”

“Why would he find a way?”

“Because...” he hesitated and stare at our hands.

“..He’s the Alpha. He could help us, meet him tonight and tell you.”

“We were planning on meeting tonight.”

“Then it’s the perfect opportunity to tell him everything before it’s too late”

“Too late?”

“To break the curse.”

“Is there a way to break it, is there a way I can be free.”

“I don’t know, but I believe there’s and with the help of the alpha we would find it. Trust me.”

I sniffed.

“I do.”

“You’ll be fine.” I nodded. And he pulled me into a hug.

“What would happen if I don’t break them. What would happen?” I pulled back to stare at his eyes, which held sadness as he stare at me.

“Tell me, I can take it, just say it.”

“You would destroy all of us. You would kill all wolves and your mate, you’re a dangerous hybrid Amaia. If it’s combined with your powers. It would be the end of werewolves. You’re our doom. That’s why we can’t let the curse fully take charge. It’s already happening. If you clock twenty. It’s over, we can never break them. Never!”

It was as if I got struck. My eyes were reddish and my palm was sweaty, I couldn’t breathe, I had to let my mouth wide open.

I was a hybrid.

How come?

I couldn’t take it all in. I needed some air, withdrawing my hands from his I went back to the window and let the air in so I could breathe for now I couldn’t.

“If we’ve to break the curse it’s now. I’m glad I’m alive. I’ll do everything I’ve got. I’ll find your parents if I had to.”

“Why would I need them?”

“Because they saved you, they didn’t want you to die that night. That’s why they took you to Novak forest. If we find them, we could ask about how the curse came about.”

I turned and faced him. I never once thought about my parents, what they were, what they looked like if I looked like my mom or my dad. If they were strong wolves. I was never bothered about it. But now I was because now I was in a pack. I saw families, and I wanted to see what mine was like.

“Amaia..” father called. He was standing beside me and took my hands again. His hands were warm against my cold hands.

“It’s all you. It all depends on you. If he doesn’t accept you, we could run. Far away, and I pray that won’t be the case.”

That was the last word he said before he left, and I had to go prepare to meet the Alpha that night. I didn’t know what to think or how I was gonna face him and tell him all that.

I wasn’t gonna wear my hoodie, I let down my hair so it could cover the sign at my neck. Then I wore a simple polo shirt and joggers. My dressing style was off-limit.

I didn’t care. As far as I was comfortable.

“You seem uncomfortable and you’re spacing out. Is there something you want to talk about..”

“Ugh.”

I turned to stare at him, we were sitting beneath a tree. And this time we weren’t the only, about five wolves were with us though not close. But I could sense them, there were close enough, and Creamy was surely there too. Well. He was pretty serious with what he said the other time. I didn’t know where we were but it was somewhere within the pack. And the view was nice, it was high. And the tree we were was the only one here.

“..I was talking to myself for hours, are you..” He scoot his face closer to me and I pushed myself back from him. What was he trying to do?

“..planning on using your dagger on me again.”

I huffed. And pushed me back up, leaning back on the tree.

“Why are you so nice to me?”

“Because you’re pretty..” He started laughing to himself. While I blushed shyly.

“..that came out wrong.” He said.

“I don’t have..”

“You don’t have your wolf yet. She isn’t out yet. Is that what you want to say.”

I blinked, with shock written all over my face.

How did you know about that? How did he find out?

“She’s still there, Maxx is quite jumpy right now, it takes a lot of effort to calm him down you know.”

“What does that mean?”

“I thought you would get a clue. You’re my mate.”

I remember now, that he said that to me the other day, but I didn’t take any meaning to it. And now he was saying it again. I was his mate, how was the even possible!

It’s not possible.

“I thought you were gonna figure out yourself but then I saw the situation you were in. Then I thought it’s gonna be hard. Right.”

It was hard. I’ve been possessing so much feminine traits these days and crying was most of it.

“I can’t be your mate.”

“Is that a rejection?” His voiced change and he stared at me, confused and scared of what I was gonna say.

“I’m cursed..” I blurt out and flipped my hair so he could see the sign.

“I..I...” He couldn’t say anything and I took that as an opportunity to get off my feet.

“It’s either you kill or I kill you that’s my fate.”

It was so difficult saying that. My feet were shaky, I wanted to fall. My eyes were filled to the brim with tears, I doubt if I could see well.

There, I expected him to say something. But he couldn’t say anything.

Of course.

Who would want a curse mate?

Then I ran off, taking the other direction that I didn’t even know. I wanted to run away from everything. I told my secret. I told him, and he was my mate.

Now I understand why he had been so good to me. The reason behind all those smiles. This was it. I was his mate.

The mate that was gonna kills him.