CHAPTER 8

A moan escaped her lips. She pulled her breast away from him suddenly and rose to her feet. Her nakedness came under the moonlight that peeped into the room through the window and it came in full view. He groaned at the sudden disengagement.

"You haven't answered me."

"Yes. Yes... Yes, we will invade the western territory and bring them down to their knees. We shall expand our territory and rule over them."

She smiled and walked closer to him. She sat on the bed and her hand went to his large and firm chest, playing with his nipples and chest hair.

"Swear. Swear on your son's grave." She looked him in the eye. Her voice daring him to be a man. He was obsessed with her and couldn't say no.

"I swear. I swear on Henry's grave." His deep voice echoed in the room. She smiled again. A smile of satisfaction. She jumped and sat on him again, slamming her lips to his in a fierce kiss, their hands working on each other's bodies. She lifted her hips a little and guided his rock-hard manhood into her. She was moist, wet and dripping. She felt full with him in her and he moaned. When she was sure he was all the way in her, she started moving, Up, down, up, down, slowly. Her hips and his soon began moving in a faster rhyme. They reached their climax together and his seeds spewed into her as her juice poured all over him. She stood up and lay on the bed, both of them panting heavily.

The next day, the southern Alpha and everyone he came with left. Alexia and the northern Betas saw them off to the woods. When she returned to her house, she called Zoe and instructed her to guard the pack. She was going on a mission later that night and she might be gone for a while.

That night, Alexia stood at the entrance of the woods and released Hertha. As soon as she was released, she kicked off. She was running to the Eastern pack.

The Eastern pack. They came as the second least pack after the west pack. They were the most friendly and accommodating. Their Alpha, Hudson. A friendly man. He didn't have a child yet but he was still young. Tall and handsome. His mate, Bernice. A tall woman who has never been caught smiling. A fierce and hardworking Luna.

She arrived in the Eastern woods after three days of running. It wasn't intense and if she had made it intense then, she would have arrived in a day. She was taking her time. She will inspect the pack from the woods and enter the next day.

That night, she felt a presence in the woods. It reminded her of her past life. The presence, the sneakiness of the wolf. It was just like that night in the woods where she was killed. She started to panic. Fear crept into her skin and Hertha took over immediately. Hertha's sharp silver eyes scanned the woods. No one. She still saw no one. This was bad. She began to run. She was running to the Eastern pack. An Alpha female like her will not be killed in the woods again. Last time was a mistake that must not repeat.

"Waw slow down." She halted immediately. The wolf that spoke blocked her path. She growled at him. Challenging him. He just stood there, staring at her with shock in his eyes. When he didn't growl back at her or show signs of being a threat, she stopped growling and her eyes ran over him. She too stared at her in shock. His fur was snow-white. His eyes were silver-coloured. It was like she was staring at herself. Who is he? An Eastern wolf? Surely not. She regained her consciousness and spoke.

"Who are you?" Her voice was high and intimidating. She wasn't about to show weakness. He didn't speak. He was still staring at her. A fool, she thought of him. She made to pounce on him and he was startled. He growled at her this time. Funny, she thought. She asked him who he was again. He replied this time. His name was Edward. No, his wolf was Edward. His name was Mikel. He was an Eastern wolf and he came out for a run. He was the presence she felt.

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MIKEL'S POV.

He was having a run in the woods when he saw her. She sat under a tree, her head laid behind it and her eyes closed. He thought she was sleeping. Her beauty captured him. She wasn't human. He would have sensed it. In no time, her eyes flung open as she looked around swiftly like she felt some sort of danger. She transformed immediately and that was what had his mouth wide open. She was a white wolf just like him. Her silver eyes shone in the night, just like his. Who was she?

She started running. She was heading towards the pack. The pack? There was no white wolf in the pack, he was the only one. He had to talk to her. He started running in the other direction, the shortest route to the pack. If he went that way then he will catch up with her. And he did. He told her to slow down when he stopped in front of her. She stopped too and he was memorized by what he saw. She was white. Like him. How is that possible? She must be special.

He only regained consciousness when she made to pounce on him. He growled at her, to scare her from attacking him. She asked him who he was and he told her. Edward was his wolf and Mikel was him. She asked him where he came from and he told her. The Eastern pack. When he asked her her name, he was surprised.

"I am Alexia. Alpha female and ruler of the northern pack. Wife of the Alpha and ruler of the southern pack." Her voice was soft but firm, just like an Alpha female.

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