Chapter 132 – Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)

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“Axel, Alexander isn’t Jackson,” she began.

“No, he’s someone we don’t know,” he replied. “Someone who hates our father.”

“It’s not that simple,” Selene said.

“It is,” Axel said. “Our father has his reasons, for everything he’s done.”

Selene’s brow crumpled at his words.

“What do you mean?” she asked. “What has he done?”

Axel looked past her.

“It doesn’t matter,” he said, “what matters is that I will always protect you, just like I promised.”

Selene looked carefully at him; he wasn’t looking at her. She turned behind her, but she saw nothing. When she looked back at Axel, he sniffled and wiped away a tear.

“Axel…”

He looked at her now, holding her gaze.

“You don’t need to understand everything, Selene,” he said, “sometimes it’s better if you don’t.”

Axel moved past her, ignoring her attempts to get his attention again. She was left alone in his room with more questions than she had come in with.

***

When Wyatt returned from meeting with the other Alphas, almost three weeks after the attack, the Winter pack was finally ready to bid farewell to those they had lost.

They had waited for the severely injured to heal enough to be able to leave the hospital. The pyre for the fifty-seven wolves who died was held at the full moon. It was a night filled with grief and mourning.

The morning after, Wyatt called his family to discuss what the Alphas had talked about.

No other packs had reported any sighting of creatures, fae or otherwise. And with the bodies having dissolved, if Alexander had not witnessed the attacks and offered himself as a witness, Spring and Autumn might not have believed the reports.

There were heated debates on what, if anything, should be done.

The decision was made that the only thing they could do was what they had always done. Each pack would monitor its own borders and report on any common threat.

Alexander had tried to argue that the rogue wolves were still an unaccounted-for threat. Still, Tomas pointed out that the last attack on Summer was likely a final push, given how low their numbers would be.

“If nothing was resolved or even offered, why did this session take so long?” Axel asked.

Wyatt glanced at Selene and then looked away.

“It couldn’t be helped. Some circumstances required we take multiple long breaks between meetings.”

“What kind of circumstances?” Axel asked.

Wyatt growled. “Nothing to be concerned about.”

Selene looked closely at her father; he avoided her gaze.

“I just don’t see why it would take almost two full weeks to literally come up with nothing…” Axel sighed, “I mean, how long were those breaks? Full days?”

Wyatt growled again before standing to pour himself a drink; this time, Axel seemed to realize the growl was directed at him.

Corrine observed as Wyatt walked away. Finally, she moved over to the couch and sat beside Selene.

“In a closed session, none of the Alphas can leave until everything has been decided,” Corrine spoke quietly.

Selene looked at her mother with confusion written plainly on her face.

“Meaning,” Corrine continued. “That if one of the Alphas were to get sick, or need medical attention… The others would need to remain until it was taken care of, and they could continue their talks.”

Selene felt the cold prickle along her spine and the drop of her heart into her stomach.

She was out the door and running down the road before her father even shouted her name.

Within the hour, Selene was driving at full speed toward Summer.

“Alexander!” Galen shouted as he ran into the office without bothering to knock.

Alexander looked up from the papers he was reading.

“Whoa… Galen, slow down! What’s wrong?” he said.

Galen put his hand on his knees and took a breath, having run up two flights of stairs as soon as he had heard the news from the gate.

“Selene…” Galen huffed, “she….”

“She what?” Alexander asked with concern.

“She’s here!” Galen shouted.

“What?” Alexander replied with eyes wide, “what are you talking about?”

“Word from the gate, Selene, daughter of Winter, has entered the border,” he said.

“She didn’t tell me she was coming….” Alexander said, looking at his phone.

“Alexander,” Galen said, pulling his attention back from the phone. “Fiona is already on her way to greet her.”

“What!?” Alexander shouted.

***

Selene had driven faster than ever before; she was so worried about Alexander that she hadn’t bothered to grab her phone. But, as she passed through the borders of Summer, she was relieved. At least now, if she got in an accident, someone would know..

‘I’m almost there, Alexander,’ she smiled to herself.

After about ten minutes, the drive up to the main compound came into view. Selene felt her heart pick up the closer she got to Alexander.

In the several hours, it had taken to drive here, Selene had considered that she should turn around multiple times. If Alexander was truly sick or something had happened from the surgery, he would have let her know.

But when she was honest with herself, she knew she wanted to see him, to confirm with her own eyes that he was alright.

She pulled the car around the circular drive; it was the same place she had parked before when she came to Summer. Selene shifted the car in to park just as she saw someone walk out onto the platform that served as a welcoming stage.

A woman, late fifties, brown hair with grey highlights. A regal presence came off her even as she leaned on the staff to hold her steady with each step.

Selene swallowed. The last time she met her, she had no idea who she was speaking to. Now, she was nervous.

“Luna Fiona,” Selene greeted as she came up the steps. Placing her fist to her heart and bowing slightly.

“Winter Wolf,” Fiona replied.

Selene lifted her eyes. The way she said it felt uncomfortable.

“Actually,” Selene began, “my name is–”

“I know who you are,” Fiona said abruptly, giving Selene a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

Selene swallowed again.

“Why are you here?” Fiona asked. “We had no notice of visiting guests from Winter or any other pack.”

“Uh,” Selene hesitated. “Well, I came to check on Alpha Alexander.”

Selene corrected her mistake, noticing the faint glow at the edge of Fiona’s eye.

“He was injured while aiding our pack. So it’s only right that I come to make sure he continues to recover well.”

The corner of Fiona’s mouth tilted ever so slightly up as she cocked her head and raised an eyebrow.

“Ah… ‘continues’ to recover well?” she asked.

Again, the way she said the words made Selene feel uncomfortable. Still, Selene nodded.

Fiona took a step closer to Selene.

“And in your opinion, his recovery has been going well until this point?” Fiona asked.

Selene took a step back.

“I…” she didn’t know how to respond.

“Do you think he is doing well?” she asked again, taking another step closer.

Selene felt a sudden force against her chest, making it hard to breathe.

“It is difficult for the body to heal when the heart has been weakened. Perhaps that is the reason that I do not see that he is doing well.”

Selene was almost gasping for air, the pressure around her getting thicker, and she was forced to her knees. One hand on the ground kept her steady.

Fiona took one more step. Now standing over Selene, looking down at her. The glow Selene had noted before was no longer faint.

“He mourned her,” Fiona said in a low, quiet growl. Eyes blazing. “We all mourned her.”

Selene gasped, tears building in her eyes from the strain of trying to breathe. She felt lightheaded now.

“Mother!”

Fiona took a deep breath before looking away from Selene.

Selene fell forward as the pressure was released. Coughing and sputtering as she desperately inhaled every bit of oxygen her lungs could take. Her throat and chest both burned.

She felt a hand on her shoulder. She assumed it would be Alexander. But she was surprised when she looked up to see Galen. He offered her his hand, which she took immediately.

“Are you ok?” Alexander asked from behind Galen.

Selene looked over his shoulder, and for a moment, she was confused until she looked down and saw Alexander sitting in his wheelchair.

She didn’t understand.

Her heart was racing. Her mind was moving from one thought to another.

“Selene,” Alexander’s warm voice called out to her. Calming her just enough to hear him. “Are you alright?”

She saw the concern in his eyes. Then, taking a deep breath, she nodded.

“Good,” he smiled. “We should talk.”

Selene swallowed and nodded again, not trusting her voice just yet.

“Galen,” Alexander said, “see to mother, please.”

“Of course,” Galen said.

Selene didn’t even notice when Fiona had left. She supposed it was while she had been coughing and trying to catch her breath on all fours.

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