Chapter 897 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

“What did you say?”

“If your mate can feel the bond, he decided not to tell you. If he can’t feel the bond, it means he is not ready. Think about it, Vi. How will your life be in the next five years, knowing and watching him with other females?”

Violet was not willing to give up easily. “First of all, no one said it needs to be five years. Didn’t you tell me that Uncle James could feel his bond at sixteen years old? What is to say that I can’t feel it at fifteen or fourteen? And second, I would tell my mate about our bond. He wouldn’t go with other females if he knew I was the one.”

“If you find out who your mate is, you won’t be able to look at any other guy.”

“But I won’t give myself to any man other than my mate. Father said it would spoil my abilities.”

‘Spoiling abilities, my foot!’, Liseli grumbled in Talia’s head. ‘She is just like you. The blood of a Goddess is strong in her, and having sex with one or fifty men won’t dilute it!’

‘Let’s not talk about my thirteen years old daughter having sex with fifty men,’ Talia responded stiffly. She didn’t want to think about it. Violet was her baby, and sex with even one guy was one too many.

“This is not about your body, Vi,” Talia said. “It’s about having crushes and going on dates. Kissing, hugging, holding hands, butterflies in your stomach that make you feel like you are floating. If you know who your mate is, you will deprive yourself of experiences a normal teenage girl has.”

“But I am not normal,” Violet said. “I am set to lead the largest coalition of werewolf packs that ever existed. Considering who my parents are, I am everything but normal.”

“Exactly. And that is why I wish that you have at least one normal thing in life. Falling in love is the most thrilling thing in your life. Don’t give up on that.”

“Did you date men before meeting dad?”

“No.”

“Do you regret it?”

“There is no point in regretting the past, Vi. But, if I could have a do-over, I would choose a normal life.” And not the one where she was growing up while hiding in the attic.

Seeing that Violet was confused, Talia offered another advice, “The Moon Goddess has a plan. Everything happens with a purpose. No matter which path you choose, you will meet your mate when the time is right.”

Violet pressed her lips into a line. “How can you tell me to wait and date other guys if I know that my other half is out there? I don’t care about superficial relationships. I want the real thing.” And she wanted to know if Ethan was the one or if she was off the mark.

Ethan being her mate, would be the most beautiful and the most terrifying thing in the world.

Beautiful, because they were childhood friends, and they knew everything about each other. That was exactly why it would be terrifying. Violet knew that Ethan was a complete dum-dum. And Violet was back to her initial question, are all boys so dense?

Seeing that Talia was not willing to disclose the identity of Violet’s mate, Violet pushed herself off the rock.

“I’m leaving.”

“Where?” Talia asked. “We have guests.”

“I don’t care,” Violet snapped, and a moment later, a golden wolf appeared in her place and dashed into the forest. ‘Don’t follow me,’ Violet said to Talia through their mind link. ‘I won’t do anything stupid. I just want to be alone.’

Talia looked helplessly in the direction where Violet had disappeared.

Violet was a teenager, and other boys had their own quirks. Talia couldn’t imagine the worries and headaches that would come as they grew up. The older the kid, the bigger the worry.

Talia shook her head when she remembered that Dayson wanted more kids. He wanted more daughters, to be precise.

Dayson loved Jacob, Logan, Zeke, and Gabriel, but Violet was daddy’s girl, and now that she was growing up, Dayson wanted another baby. Breastfeeding activities were a bonus.

Talia was confident that Dayson took the weaning off harder than Gabriel.

With a thought, a strong wind gathered around Talia, and her hair exploded in silver for a brief moment before she vanished from the rock. Talia went to Dayson’s and her bedroom to dress up and be presentable to welcome their guests.

…

Violet wore a dark gray t-shirt and black sweatpants from one stash of clothes before emerging from the foliage. Her destination was a two-story house where Petra and Zack lived with their three kids.

Petra and Zack didn’t want to live in the packhouse, but they didn’t want to live in the Darkbourne either. Over the years, more than a dozen houses were built near the packhouse, and Petra and Zack got one to live in.

Violet could hear noise from seven-year-old Molly, five-year-old David, and four-year-old Mia. They were playing in their backyard.

Petra was sitting on the grass in the shade of a tree and working on her laptop while keeping an eye on her kids.

“Hey,” Violet called as she approached Petra. “Am I disturbing you?”

“Not at all,” Petra said while closing the laptop. “How come you are here? I thought you have guests.”

Violet pouted and sat next to Petra.

“Trouble with Ethan?” Petra guessed. Everyone knew that Ethan and Violet were close. Since Ethan was visiting and Violet was not with him, it meant that something had happened between the young Alpha duo.

“Is it that obvious?” Violet asked.

“What did he do?”

“What makes you think he did something?”

Petra smiled and shook her head. “He is a boy. Of course, he did something. Even if he didn’t, you are our princess, and he is in the wrong.”

Violet smiled. “I like the way you think.” Violet’s expression fell, and she hugged her knees. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“I heard that Zack knew before you that you were mates. How did you find out? Did he tell you, or…?” Violet waited for Petra to fill in the gap.

“I was about sixteen years old when he found out. He didn’t tell me. He wanted to wait until I was eighteen to find out myself.”

Violet frowned. “Two years? Didn’t he lose his mind while waiting for so long?”

“No, no. I found out before.”

“You felt the bond earlier?”

Petra shook her head. “No. Zack gave it away.”

Violet was all ears. “Can you tell me the details?”

“It was close to my seventeenth birthday when I became suspicious. We were always close, and he was always friendly, but it was Zack, Erik, and me. I had no idea when it started, but at some point, when I looked around, I realized that Erik would most of the time have an excuse to leave early or not show up, leaving Zack and me alone.”

“Erik knew.”

“He did,” Petra confirmed.

“So… how did you find out?” Violet was eager to hear the story and see if that could be applied to her situation.

“I had my suspicions that Zack might be my mate,” Petra said.

Violet was all ears. “What made you suspicious?”

“We would normally joke about crushes. Zack and Erik had their own following, and I was not a bad catch either. Zack and Erik were adamant that no guy gets close to me, but Zack would be unusually quiet when I spoke about any other guy. However, whenever I tried to probe into it, Erik would do something to distract me. At that time, I thought it was a coincidence, but now I know better.”

“So, how did you figure it out?”

Petra looked around to ensure no one overheard them. “Do you know Donovan?”

Violet frowned a bit, and it took her a moment to respond, “Donovan, the painter?”

“That one. He had a big crush on me, and he wanted to give me something special for my seventeenth birthday. It was a painting of me.”

Violet didn’t get it. “How is that related to you figuring out your mate?”

Petra smirked. “For months prior to my birthday, I was posing for him. We would meet in town for coffee, in the park, or in a meadow. However, the end painting was me under the waterfall. He drew me topless with me being waist-down in the water, so it looked like I was naked.”

Violet still didn’t see the point. Nudity for werewolves was not a big deal. “And?”

“Well, I have a birthmark on my chest. It’s on the left side, under my breast. Not many know about it because I usually hide it. I guess Donovan noticed it when I shifted. I thought it was cute that he included that detail.” Petra shook her head. “I remember going toward Donovan with my arms spread. I wanted to hug him and maybe kiss his cheek, but before we made contact, Zack’s fist was in Donovan’s face. Next thing I knew, Zack tore the painting and said that no one would get to see me like that, and I knew.”

“So, you made him jealous,” Violet summarized.

“Not on purpose. I mean, there were times when I was almost certain, but Zack would normally keep his cool, and I couldn’t figure him out. But that painting pushed him over the edge.”

“It was not the painting,” Zack grumbled from the side, and Petra’s eyes widened. She didn’t notice when he approached them.

“Are you eavesdropping?” Petra asked.

Zack cocked an eyebrow at her. “It’s not like you were whispering. I was right here. It’s your fault for not noticing me.”

“Hi, Uncle Zack,” Violet greeted Zack as he sat next to Petra and draped his arm around her shoulders.

Violet observed as Petra snuggled next to Zack, and he adjusted his position so that she fits there better. It was something only mates would do, and Violet wanted that. Boys her age were dirty, smelly, loud, and braggy. Who would want to get close to such creatures? Gross!

Violet wanted the support, companionship, and acceptance only a mate could give. Goddess knew that her life was stressful, and Violet needed someone who would anchor her and not make it more complex.

“If it’s not the painting, what was it?” Violet asked Zack. “If you don’t mind me asking.”

Zack narrowed his eyes at Petra. “You were recklessly going at Donovan. Did you think a kiss on the cheek would be enough? He wanted to claim your lips, and there was no way in hell I would allow that to happen.”

Petra nudged him. “Do you think a guy could sneak a kiss if I didn’t want it?”

“Twelve years passed, and you are still gullible. A guy would commit atrocities to get the woman he wants.”

“But that doesn’t apply to Donovan. Whatever he had for me disappeared with your punch, and a few weeks later when he found his mate.”

Zack smirked. “I was not talking about him.”

“What happened after the punching?” Violet asked. “Did you just kiss, and things worked out?”

Petra shook her head. “I was angry that he knew and didn’t tell me. I was angry that for almost a full year, he allowed me to talk about other guys while he was right there, forced to listen to his mate talk about others.”

“I wouldn’t allow it to go further than talking,” Zack said.

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