Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
From the moment she had told him who she was, about her other mate. Alexander had done his best to temper the extreme nature of their bond. Being an alpha allowed him a certain measure of control over how others felt. Usually, it was an intimidation control. But he found he could keep back some of the intense emotion between them.
It was all he could do for her, until now.
“Come on down, sweetheart,” Corrine called up to Selene.
Jackson moved to the bottom of the stairs, waiting for her. Alexander saw her swallow nervously. He took a step forward, but his action was interceded by Corrine’s voice.
“Have a seat, Jackson,” she said coldly.
Jackson looked back at her. Alexander could see he was irritated, but he smiled and sat down on the small two-person loveseat.
Axel remained behind his mother while Alpha Wyatt took his place on the couch beside Corrine.
There was a spot beside Wyatt or one beside Jackson. There was another chair, but its placement suggested it was reserved for Selene. Alexander glanced around and found a place against the wall to lean. Corrine nodded in acknowledgment.
Selene came down the stairs. She moved to the empty chair and sat down. Playing with her sleeve nervously as everyone focused their attention on her.
“Selene, let’s just get right to it, ok?” Corrine smiled. She looked up at Alexander and briefly Jackson. “As we all now know, Selene has felt the mate bond with the both of you.”
Neither of them reacted.
“The thing you don’t know is that I sent her to the wolves that could help her sort through what has happened. Those that have a better understanding of the Goddess and her blessing.
“Are you ready to share what you learned, Selene?”
Selene nodded and took a deep breath. She told them what she remembered of her time with the Priestess.
Wyatt held Corrine as they heard about the daughter they had lost.
“I knew something was wrong,” whispered Corrine through quiet tears. Wyatt kissed the top of her head. “Why didn’t they tell me?”
“They didn’t tell you,” Selene said, “because of how rare and dangerous twin pregnancies are in werewolves. There was a chance that if you knew you lost her, you would lose me too. Just from the
weight of your emotions.”
“I am grateful for that,” Corrine said, “but I feel like I have mistreated her by not mourning her all these years.”
Selene shook her head.
“No,” she said, “she is a part of me. You have loved her every day that you have loved me.”
Selene reached her hand out, Corrine took it. For a moment, it was just them. Corrine kissed Selene’s hand and thanked her silently.
Sitting back in her chair, Selene glanced up at her father.
“No wonder your heart is so big. It beats for two,” he said with a warm smile.
The room was quiet again. It was Axel that broke the silence.
“So, the bond you feel… one is yours, and one was hers?” he asked.
Selene nodded.
“But they,” he said, indicating both Jackson and Alexander, “both feel it towards you because she is a part of you?”
Selene nodded again.
“That’s confusing… but ok, so… which one is actually your mate?” he asked.
Alexander had remained quiet, unmoving. He had questions. He wanted to offer words of comfort to the family and Selene herself on the news of her twin. But it wasn’t his place. So now, he waited for her to look up at him.
Selene hesitated. She played with her sleeve and looked at the floor..
“Selene?” Corrine called to her.
“It’s…” she started, her voice barely audible. She looked away from them all and took another breath.
Alexander wanted so badly to reach out, hold her hand and tell her to take her time.
“Selene,” Jackson chimed in, “it’s ok, baby, just tell them.”
Alexander held in the growl, but the stupid smile on that idiot’s face was risking every bit of composure he had.
“We already know the truth Selene, just confirm it,” he said.
“Jackson,” Corrine called his attention. “I appreciate your interest in this situation, but it is for Selene to share the truth she learned.”
“Of course, my Luna,” he said, looking back at Selene. “Selene knows better than anyone the truth of the situation. I just meant to encourage her to share it with us, is all.”
Jackson nodded to Corrine, giving her a smile that his eyes did not match.
Selene raised her head, she looked at Jackson, and Alexander felt a grip on his heart.
‘Look back at me,’ Alexander pleaded in his mind.
But she didn’t.
“My true mate,” Selene began, shifting her eyes to the floor. “Is…”
She hesitated.
Jackson’s words came back into her mind. Choosing Alexander could mean war, but not choosing Alexander…
Her breathing became unsteady, and her heart throbbed in her ears. A cold numbness was spreading through her body.
She tried to calm down and remind herself to breathe, but she couldn’t.
“Say it, Selene,” Jackson called out. “Just tell everyone the truth.”
“Jackson,” Corrine growled, “I already told you to let her speak.”
“Mom, he’s just trying to–” Axel attempted to defend Jackson.
“I know what he is trying to do,” Corrine replied.
Their voices got louder and louder, but they also seemed to fade away as Selene continued her struggle to breathe, to feel, to calm her senses.
“Breathe,” Alexander whispered in her ear.
Selene was confused, but she tried to listen.
“Breathe,” he said again.
Selene lifted her eyes, expecting to see him beside her. Honestly, hoping he was, just to be close to him once more. But he wasn’t.
He was still standing at the door, still in the same position.
Only now, his eyes were concentrated on her with a meaningful look. A concerned and loving gaze.
She took a deep breath in, her heart breaking as the words left her lips.
“My mate… is Jackson.”
Alexander felt the floor beneath him fall away. Then, everything went silent, and all he could hear was that name, over and over.
‘Jackson.’
Corrine sat forward quickly.
“Are you sure?” she demanded. “Is that what the Priestess told you?”
“Of course it is!” Axel shouted excitedly. Not bothering to mask his relief. He went to Jackson and offered his hand. “I had no doubt, man.”
“Neither did I,” Jackson smiled, shaking Axel’s hand.
“It is good that we have a firm answer,” Alpha Wyatt said, standing from his place on the couch. “This is a strange situation, but we should all be grateful it has been resolved as it should be.”
“Selene?” Corrine said, trying to draw her daughter’s attention.
Selene still did not look up.
“Selene,” Alexander called out softly.
She squeezed her eyes closed at the sound of his shaky voice. He swallowed down his shock, his fear.
“Is that true?” he asked.
She had never heard his voice sound so feeble before.
“Is it true?” he asked again.
She looked up; their eyes met. Both filled with tears. She looked away.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“Excuse me, I…I have to go,” Alexander said quickly; turning to the door, he struggled to open it. He finally was able to turn the knob and rushed out the open door as soon as he could, slamming the door behind him.
The cold air crashed against his skin like a million tiny knives stabbing at his sensitive flesh. His lungs stopped working; the world was spinning. He stumbled, tried to get back up, but he slipped again.
The pressure was building inside of him, his chest feeling as though a lead weight sat atop it while simultaneously feeling as though it would explode at any moment.
He gasped a shallow breath. The air wasn’t getting to his lungs; he gasped again. Then, finally, he reached his hand to his throat, clawing at the material of his jacket. He was gasping again and again, but his lungs weren’t working. They were dying. They needed air desperately.
“Alexander?” a familiar voice called out in the distance.
Alexander could think of nothing but the air that wasn’t reaching him, the fire growing in his lungs, and the world spinning around him.
“Alexander!”
Galen ran to him, falling to his knees in the powdery snow. He grabbed Alexander by the shoulders, shaking him as he called his name repeatedly. Finally, Alexander looked up at him. His eyes were red and swollen, his face was purple, all from the strain of his hyperventilation.
“Alexander, breathe!” Galen shouted.
Alexander finally took a hard deep breath, coughing from its force. Galen patted his back and held him as he slowly regained his breathing pattern.
“What happened?” Galen asked.
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