Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
Alexander laughed.
“I can’t help it,” he said, hugging her tighter. “I miss you.”
“It’s been three days,” she laughed, “and you have pulled me into an incubus dream both nights you’ve been gone. Have you had time to miss me?”
“Dreams are nice,” he whispered. “But the real thing is much better.”
“Our dreams are pretty close to real,” Selene replied. “I’m certainly as tired after them as I am after a genuine all-night session with you.”
Alexander laughed.
“They are close,” he said. “But your scent doesn’t stay with me throughout the day from dreams.”
Selene smiled, knowing she had curled up with his pillow to sleep that night because his scent lingered on it.
“I miss you, too,” she said, tracing her finger along his chest. “So, finish up these debates and come home. I promise you my undivided attention for at least twenty-four hours.”
“That is definitely strong motivation I can hold to,” Alexander growled, running his hand along her back. “But maybe, you can give me a little more?”
Selene felt the tingle through her skin and pulled away.
“Ok, that’s enough of that,” she laughed. “We both need sleep! I am cutting you off.”
Alexander laughed and moved to chase after her, but the dream fell away, and he found himself alone in his bed. The room was dark, and out the window, he could see the snow on the trees.
Alexander sighed and laid his head back on the pillow. He smiled, tempted to reach out to her again, but she was right. The sooner these discussions were done, the sooner he could return to her.
***
The discussions with the nomads were more irritating than expected. They argued amongst themselves and hardly listened to what the alphas had to say.
Myka, the one that was a friend of Alice, seemed more distracted than anyone, hardly paying attention to what was being said.
Alexander was also struggling to focus on the meeting.
Not long after the earliest discussion that morning had begun, he felt something strange. As though his connection with Selene was strained somehow.
When they finally settled on taking a break, Alexander rushed out of the room. He tried calling her, but she didn’t answer. He reached out to her, but something kept him from reaching her.
He tried his best not to panic. Not to jump to conclusions.
Finally, he got ahold of Fiona. When she said she hadn’t seen her all day, he asked her to check on Selene.
It was another hour before he heard back, Fiona had gone to his room, and Selene was asleep.
Alexander took a deep breath, knowing she was all right.
Fiona told him she couldn’t wake her, but Alexander told her to let Selene sleep, knowing why she was so worn out.
He laughed to himself after the call. He had been so worried, but in the end, his need to be with her caused the issue. Alexander made a mental note to temper his desires as best he could.
The rest of the day passed without incident. He wasn’t concerned when he didn’t hear from Selene, knowing she was still safe in their room.
It wasn’t until he lay in bed that night, thinking of how to approach the nomads and get them to listen, that something changed.
He heard a whisper.
‘I’m fine,’ she whispered in his ear. ‘Please, try not to worry.’
Alexander smiled, thinking his mother must have told her he had called. He was about to reply and tease her, but then everything changed.
Their bond, their constant connection, was abruptly cut off.
“Whatever happened to Selene,” Alice said. “Alexander is on his way to her side; he will let us know as soon as he can.”
Bell nodded.
“Sorry, Peter,” she said. “Please… tell us about Myka.”
Peter took a deep breath and a drink of his water before he began.
“Five years ago, as part of my training, I traveled between a lot of the lesser packs,” he began. “It was a way to learn treatments and remedies that Winter wasn’t already familiar with. While also increasing my chances of being accepted into Winter when I turned eighteen and could officially petition to join.”
Peter had been living within the Winter territories for just over two years at that time. He still remembered the day that Luna Corrine had given him the opportunity. A chance to prove to her, and everyone else, that she hadn’t made a mistake when she brought him home.
Bell knew that Peter had not been born in Winter, but she thought that his parents had been the ones to petition for acceptance. He had never really shared much about his past, and she had assumed that they died when he was young, but to know that he had to petition, meant that, just like her, his parents did not come with him to Winter. So where were they?
“I was on my way back to Winter; my tour was finally over. When everything changed,” Peter continued, pausing with a soft smile as he seemed to remember the moment. “I smelled peppermint and honey in the air. It was not a combination I ever expected to enjoy, but it touched on something deep inside me.”
Alice smiled and nodded as she thought of the sweet boy in her heart.
On the other hand, Bell didn’t smile, but she understood. There was a time, briefly, when the scent of her mate had been sweet, like a delicious, juicy bite of ripened fruit. But over time, that scent had grown sickly and spoilt.
“The scent pulled me into the forest, through the trees to a stream. There he was, this glorious blue-haired young man, more beautiful than anyone I had ever seen.”
Peter paused, thinking of Myka crouching by the stream’s edge, washing his hands. His dark, narrow eyes turned back at Peter; in that darkness, Peter saw a home.
When their eyes locked, his heart pounded wildly in his chest, and the air left his lungs. Myka stood up tall, and Peter licked his lips.
They moved toward each other and circled each other slowly, cautiously. After a while, they introduced themselves. Myka was sixteen, almost two years younger than Peter, who was only two months shy of his eighteenth birthday.
“The pull to each other…. It was unexpected, indescribable,” Peter continued. “I delayed my return. I spent the next three weeks practically living off the affection and the sweet words that Myka whispered to me as we enjoyed each other. My mind was full of him and only him.
“I forgot about Winter, about my desire to become a doctor. About Luna Corrine and all that she had done for me. All that mattered was Myka. Being with Myka, staying with him. He was all that I needed, all that I wanted. I planned to spend the rest of my life traveling the world by his side, wherever he wanted to go.”
Peter paused, clenching his jaw as he wiped away a stray tear that rolled down his cheek.
“But Myka had other dreams, and there wasn’t room for me in them,” he said quickly and abruptly. “So, when he said that being with me wasn’t part of his journey, I rejected him and remembered what was actually important. I came home, became a doctor, became an official Winter wolf, and moved on with my life.”
Bell reached out and grabbed Peter’s hand, gently squeezing it.
“I’m so sorry, Peter,” she whispered. “No wonder you were so upset at the hospital.”
Peter sighed and gave her a soft smile.
“I’m good,” he whispered.
“What an ass,” Bell continued with irritation. “I can’t believe he kissed you like that after what happened between you. He has no shame.”
“Peter,” Alice called. “What happened yesterday?”
Peter swallowed but didn’t look up at her.
“Luna Corrine came and spoke with me,” he began. “She knew I was having some… complicated feelings about Myka being here.”
“Complicated feelings?” Alice asked.
Peter closed his eyes.
“As you know, there is a strong sexual component to the pull of the bond,” Peter sighed. “His sudden arrival left me… frustrated.”
Bell successfully managed to suppress her laughter.
“Luna Corrine suggested that since it was clear that Myka did not want to commit to me, and I no longer wish to commit to him, perhaps a needs-based relationship could be established during his stay here in Winter.”
Peter looked to the floor as he finished his sentence.
“Hold up,” Bell said with a raised brow. “Are you saying that Corrine told you to make Myka your friend with benefits?”
Peter cleared his throat.
“I’m not sure you would call us friends… we barely know each other,” he said quietly.
“So… what? Sex buddies?” Bell asked with a laugh.
“I don’t know that that is exactly what she meant….” Peter replied.
“And?” Alice asked. “Did you approach Myka with this idea of a purely physical relationship?”
Peter swallowed; the neutrality in her tone spoke volumes. She wasn’t calm. She was angry and trying to hold back.
“Uhm…” he began nervously. “He.. uh, he… came to my office yesterday. After Luna Corrine left.”
Peter continued staring at the floor as he swallowed the lump in his throat.
“I…didn’t exactly talk to him about it.”
“What does that mean?” Bell asked.
Peter took a deep breath.
“When he came to the door, I just kind of grabbed him and kissed him.”
“Oh…” Bell replied with surprise. “Well, I mean, he did kiss you first, so….”
“I also pulled off his shirt and used it to bind his hands so only I could touch him….”
“Oh, well, that’s… wait, what?” Bell asked with surprise.
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