Call me Alpha
Chapter 57: Arrival of the King (Part One)

Chapter 57: Arrival of the King (Part One)

Aiden’'s POV

*Slap!*

I don't mind the sting I felt on my face but Ashira’s slap also struck my heart with an intolerablepain. I was stunned and unable to move from where I stood, even my face won't tilt back and myeyes has feared seeing her current expression.

“You can't fool me!”

Even her voice has a hint of pain in it that my chest felt heavy and clenched. I tried talking to herabout the truth again today. She has rested and slept outdoors last night and I let her be, trying notto distract her.

I watched her sleep from far.

I waited for her to wake up, asked someone to bring her some food. She ate. A little. But she wasstill dozing off and now she is crying. Mad, angered, lonely, and hurt. That is all I could smell fromher.

From her scent, I know she does not feel anything for me.

"You are not my mate. My mate is dead! You killed him!"

I hissed and tilted my head up as I screwed my eyes shut. I listened to her low, rough sobs and triedmy best to keep my mouth shut.

Truth is what I tried to tell her and now she’s like this. If I try convincing her more, she might hateme more and I don't want to add up what she already felt about me.

"Stop trying to manipulate me! Please! Leave me and my child alone!”

I slowly turned my head to look at her.

Is this the right decision? Should I just leave her alone and let her do what she want or think whatshe believes? Her face is wet because of her tears. She is still too gorgeous despite her distress auraand looks.

This gorgeous person seems so far away and yet she wanted to be further.

“I can't.” I whispered.

She turned around and screamed inwardly before facing me again.

“You are so full of yourself! Can't you see that I hate it here? I wanna go back to my old pack, to bein the place where I had memories with Elon! I don't want to be here, I don't want to stay here, Idon't want to be with you!”

Every phrase she said seems like an arrow piercing through my heart, making me bleed.

“If only you didnt kill my mate!” she cried hard and I feel like I want the ground to eat me whole.She sat on the bench and tried suppressing her cries and she looked more pitiful that way.

“Your mate feels like dying now, baby.” I whispered. I don't know if she heard me and I think shedidn't because I didn’t hear any response from what I said. Her sobs are drowning her and I feelinvisible now in front of her.

Am I not allowed to feel the pain?

I sighed.

I can't let her go.

“I'll talk to you later.”

Maybe its not the time yet.

Ashira's POV

I hear his footsteps walking away but I can't stop myself from crying. I feel like I don’t want to cryanymore, I don't wanna be hurt anymore. But something inside me churns every time, making mesuffer from the pain of losing someone.

I know what he meant about what he said and he was referring to himself as my mate again. Callingme names like “baby’ and “honey’ from time to time. I don't believe him, but I'm confused.

Why does he feel like dying like he said?

I'm the one who feels like I'll follow Elon to the lights soon. If not for the pup he left me with, Imight kill myself already than living everyday to feel like this.

Tortured.

Pained.

Dying.

I'm so baffled from my own emotions. I'm torn to what I should believe and not, what's the truth?Why is that Aiden claiming that he was my mate? Elon is my mate. Is that possible? I never heard ofany of that.

I just lost Elon. And what I was feeling right now is not a joke. I'm dying inside. I know I lost mymate. I know Elon is my mate.

Why will I be confuse? I know I'm sure, but there's a question in my head that I wanted to replaceanswers to. But what is the question? I don't know what I'm looking for and its hard to answer aquestion that doesn't exist.

Right. Maybe there is no question, it does not exist. And I shouldn't be having any confusionbecause there is nothing to be confused about.

“Luna Ashira?”

I covered my nose and tried not to breathe because of the scent that suffocates my lungs. What thehell? What is this smell?

A few days had passed and Lucianna said he needed to go back to her mate. I got no one I knewhere at Prime pack and their Alpha named Aiden kept bugging me everyday.

I looked at the old woman who stands presentably meters away from me. Its her. The scent iscoming from her.

"Please don't come near me.” I tried saying as I covered my nose. Why does she smell like this? Thescent is too sweet, too much that it hurts my nose and throat.

The old lady smiled at me.

“I know meeting with you now is not a good thing because of your pregnancy but I took the riskwhile Alpha Aiden is away.”

What is she saying? She needs to see me but she can only do that when Aiden is not around? Is shehere to help me?

My hand fell on my side as I stood up and face her. I did my best to control my breathing, inhaling asmall amount of oxygen to decrease the intoxication I feel from smelling her scent.

“Please help me.” I pleaded. “I wanted to get out of here. I don't want to be here. Please, I needhelp.”

Her smile faded and her eyes turned sad, there is agony in it.

“Luna, I'm here to help you but not with the means of escaping the truth.”

Truth? Is she one of them?

"You are here to manipulate me, too, aren't you?”

“Manipulate? You think that is what everyone was trying to do since the day you arrived in thisplace?”

My forehead knotted from what she said. Is this some kind of trick? A reverse manipulation?

“That won't work on me.” I defended. “If you will tell me that Elon is not my mate and my true fatedone is that Alpha Aiden then please stop taking the risk of talking to me. I hate your scent.”

I didn't wait for her to speak and sat on the bench. My back facing the old lady and I crinkled mynose, trying to get rid of her scent.

“Do you know what a “stealer’ is, Luna?”

I sighed hastily and closed my eyes. She's still on it.

“I'm no longer a Luna so stop calling me that.”

The old lady chuckled softly. What's so funny now? “Well, do you know what is a stealer, Ashira?”Stealer? I haven't heard of it but there is some ring into that word. Have I heard it somewhere?

The old lady took my silence as my answer and continued speaking. “Stealer is a wolf abnormality.They can produce a pup with another wolf who is not their mate. Some stealers are evil and thosekinds steals the mate of others for fame, greed, or vanity.” she paused.

I don't think I need to hear some kind of useless story. Why is she trying to educate me about thisstealer thing?

Also, why do my chest feels like someone is pinching and clenching inside?

“I am not interested with story-telling at the moment. Please, leave me alone.” I said and placed mypalm on my chest, trying to sooth the tolerable pain I'm feeling inside.

The old lady ignored my plead. “Mate-less wolves may snatch a stealer given the right rituals. It's ataboo but some still acquires-"

“I said, I don't need to hear your story!” I stood up and faced her. I'm trying to tell her how serious Iam with pushing her away from here. The pain in my chest also increases from hearing her wordsand I'm afraid the origin of the chest pain might because something is going on with the pup on mybelly. “Just go away!”

"You need to hear me because the last case I mentioned is what's happening to you now. Everyoneis telling the truth and what you are believing right now is a lie. A fantasy that manipulates yourmind and soul.”

I scoffed sarcastically. “So, what, are you telling me my wolf is abnormal? I know what I experiencedand every memory I had with Elon is not a planted manipulation. I can feel it, I can feel him.”

My tears are threatening to fall as my mind recalls every touch, every moment I had with Elon. It'slike a fucking clip that kept replaying inside my head and it hurts me! It hurts to know that I lost thatlove, that happiness, that person!

"You are a stealer, Ashira. I was a stealer, too and the reason that you hate my scent was because ofyour pregnancy.”

"How can I believe you? If I'm a stealer and this stealer thing is as complicated as you said then howcan I be sure that all of you are not the one who is trying to snatch me from Elon?”

The old lady was not able to respond from what I said. Silence enveloped us for a whole longminute and we just stared at each other. I'm only relying with what I have. And what I have now arememories.

“Zynia!" I heard a loud warning voice from inside the house and it's not hard to recognize who itsfrom.

The old lady must've named Zynia because she looked inside the house for a second before turningback to me.

“Everything is up to you, Ashira. We are just trying to help here.”

Aiden came beside the old lady. His eyes are narrowed and questioning but Zynia just chuckled athim.

“I'm just trying to help.” she explained.

“You know how she hates your scent. Please go back inside and never repeat this mistake again.”The old lady nods and looked at me one more time before entering the house with her inhumanspeed. I looked at Aiden and I saw him sighed as he looks at me next. My forehead knotted from hisreaction.

"How did you know that I hate her scent?” I asked immediately. Again, confusion and ideas startedcrawling inside my head. What is happening?

It's as if I have some kind of cut wire inside my mind that prevents me to think. I have something tothink about but I pause, reset and the question is gone again in my head. That's why when I think ofa question, I do my best to ask it quickly before I lose it.

It's as if my mind is stopping me to be confused or question myself. Maybe its the pregnancy? Idon't know.

“You already know what I will say and you will not believe me so why do you need to know aboutit?” he started walking near me and my eyes never left his gaze.

I felt ashamed from asking but now I'm terribly confused. Why does it seemed to me that he knowsme well?

I was taken aback when I felt a sheer sting of pain in my chest that I lightly coughed from its impact.What the fuck is wrong with me?

"Are you okay?" he asked. I looked at him and almost stumbled when he is so close to me.

“I-I'm fine."

I observed his expression and he looks so worried about me. Why? Why is he like this around me? Idon't know him, I don’t know him at all but why does it seem like he knew me whole?

He sighed. “I don't want you to be stressed. Our pup won't be born healthy if you keep being thatway.”

I frowned. “There you go again.” I hissed. “Why do you always claim my child as yours? Are youplanning to harm-"

“I don't care what you believe. I know the pup is mine and its okay if you won't accept the fact thatI'm the father as long as you and the child is safe-"

“You are not the father. That's the fact.”

“If you say so.” he smirked.

I bit my lip and my nose flared from his reaction. I'm getting irritated and sees his behaviour as rudebut I can’t say anything more. The guy is no longer trying to manipulate me but he decided to keepon his scheme.

What the hell

"What do you want to eat tonight?”

What the hell

“C-Can I have s-some steak?"

What the hell, Ashira!

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