Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
Clara grabbed Selene’s hand and led her to sit on the couch, so they sat close but still faced each other.
“Ok, we’re sitting, still waiting on that why,” Selene sighed. She loved Clara, but sometimes she was exhausting.
“Well, you and Alexander were supposed to be back a week ago,” Clara said.
“Something came up, and we needed to stay,” Selene replied.
“Yes,” Clara said, “but then you stayed longer.”
“Yes… because Alexander is still working on the security defenses,” Selene answered. “Clara can you please, please just tell me why you’re here?”
Clara took a breath, and pulled the messenger bag she wore over her lap, she opened it and reached inside.
“You asked me to look for anything that might be related to Alpha Cain’s death, or the fae, or anything that might shed some light on the reason he was being hunted,” Clara said. “Well, about a week ago, I found this.”
Clara pulled out Cain’s journal. She handed it to Selene.
“What is it?” Selene asked, opening it to see sketches of plants, animals, and a few anatomical drawings.
“It’s a field journal,” Clara replied.
Selene closed the book and looked up at Clara.
“He kept them for various research trips or projects he was working on,” Clara continued. “From what I can tell, he always stuck to one subject per notebook. Which is great because then you don’t mix and match and lose that one specific note you are looking for later.”
“Ok,” Selene said. “I still don’t understand why you had to come all the way to Winter to show me a field journal… what am I missing?”
Clara licked her lips.
“Read the journal, Selene… it’s a little hard to believe otherwise.”
Selene furrowed her brows.
“That journal is spread over ten years… the early research and experiments are talked about, then he quits, and then almost seven years ago he started back up again.”
“Almost seven years ago?” Selene asked.
Clara nodded.
This could be the project that Tomas demanded his help with in exchange for freeing Bell. Selene licked her lips and opened the book.
The door burst open wide.
“Alpha Axel!” a shout called into the house.
Selene was so surprised by the sound she dropped the journal and got to her feet. She turned to the door, and for the second time that evening, she was shocked by who she saw standing there.
“Penny?”
“Selene?” Penelope whispered.
“Hey…” Selene replied, feeling unsure of how to react to Jackson’s younger sister. They hadn’t spent a lot of time together, but she always liked her.
Penelope swallowed down her own confusing and conflicting emotions, none of that mattered right now.
“Has anyone else returned?” she asked quickly stepping into the house.
Clara gasped at the sight of her.
Penelope was covered in dirt and leaves. Her gear was torn and she had makeshift bandages on both an arm and a leg. There was bruising around her eye and cheekbone, and there was dried blood on her face, her clothes, and her hands.
“What the hell happened to you?” Selene asked stepping forward to look her over more closely.
Penelope licked her lips and swallowed.
“We were on our way back from assignment, no more than a day’s hike from Winter on the main road. But then we were attacked.”
“By who?” Selene asked. “Where is everyone else?”
“I don’t know,” Penelope said, looking down. “We couldn’t see the attackers. They started by raining arrows down on us, Devon went down in the first wave. In the second….”
Penelope paused and took a breath.
“Mateas… he uhm… he saved me,” her voice cracked a little, and she cleared her throat before continuing. “He pushed me out of the way and told me to run, so I did.”
“What about the others?!” Selene shouted. Her chest heaved as she thought about her father and Saul. “Where are they?!”
“I don’t know!” Penelope cried out, the tears she was holding back, escaping her control. “It was standard protocol…. They left before me, I thought they’d be here already.”
Selene took deep breaths as she stared at Penelope, her mind racing with concern.
“What is standard protocol?” Clara asked.
Penelope took a breath and wiped her eyes.
“When a scouting team is under intense fire and there is little chance for the whole team to survive, we use standard protocol.
“It means that one person draws fire, and the rest scatter. We each have certain routes we know to come back home. None of them lead directly to Winter, in case we are followed. It takes longer to get home, but there’s a higher chance of survival.”
“When?” Selene asked. “When did this happen?”
“I had to stop,” Penelope said, her voice weak and filled with sorrow. “My leg, I got hit by one of the arrows, and I took a fall. I couldn’t for a while. It slowed me down.”
Selene took deep breaths through her nose, trying to remain calm, but the fear and concern were growing harder to manage.
“Penny? Is it? When was the attack, how long ago? You said it was a day’s hike? And you traveled further?” Clara asked gently, stepping forward between Selene and Penelope.
“It was late in the day… I ran and fell, I woke the next morning. It took me almost two days to get here.”
“So… two and a half days ago?” Clara asked.
Penelope nodded.
“That doesn’t make sense…” Selene shook her head. “They left before you. My dad and Saul wouldn’t get lost, they wouldn’t stop. This doesn’t make any sense!”
“Selene… calm down… it’s not her fault,” Clara whispered.
‘She should have helped them!’
‘Traitor, just like her brother.’
‘She left them behind!’
Selene growled and her eyes began to glow.
Clara looked up at her friend and Luna. Her eyes widened.
“Nope!” she called out. “Nope, nope, no!”
Clara turned and faced Penelope.
“Go, go to the hospital, get treated, just go, go, go!”
“Where are they!” Selene howled, slamming her fists down on the coffee table, cracking the wood.
“Oh no! Goddess help me, no!” Clara cried out as she pushed Penelope out the door, closing it behind her.
Selene continued to growl and snarl, but it seemed as though she were struggling to keep hold of herself.
Clara looked around, and finally, she saw something she recognized.
“Yes!” she squealed and ran toward the item.
Picking it up and moving toward Selene she quietly whispered to herself.
“Please work, please work, please work!”
Clara stretched her hand toward Selene, holding out the item.
“Here Selene… do you want this? Isn’t it so much better than destroying furniture or killing your good friend Clara?”
Selene turned, her eyes still glowing bright, she bared her teeth at Clara as she stepped closer and closer.
“Oh, Nessa is gonna be so mad if I die here,” she whispered. “She told me to stay, to just wait…. Why didn’t I listen?”
Clara closed her eyes and braced for an attack as Selene stopped directly in front of her.
The item in her hand was quickly removed and the sound of Selene sniffing hit her ears. Clara opened her eyes. Selene was rubbing her face into the jacket, inhaling the scent and her eyes slowly returned to normal.
Selene looked up at Clara, a look of guilt passed over her.
“I’m so sorry, Clara.”
“Oh, my Goddess! You are so freaking scary!” Clara shouted with relief. She took a deep breath and blew it out.
“I’m sorry,” Selene repeated.
“It’s fine,” Clara shook her head. “All good.”
Clara took another deep breath and then shook out her body.
“I feel a little tingly,” she said quietly. “Is that normal?”
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