Chapter 49

Sadie. The rest of the day goes by in a blur, but I couldn't stop thinking about what King told me. I mean, there is just no way, right? There have to be accounts of others who had white wolves. "There aren't," Nyx said in a sleepy voice. She hadn't spoken since she went to sleep after hunting. The whole day, I had been doing my job while being distracted. I had so many questions. Nothing made sense, and everything was just confusing. "So, what King said is true? The moon goddess is the only one with a white wolf?" I asked, just to be sure. I realized that Nyx loved playing mind games. I had to ask an exact question, or she would find a way around it, leaving me confused as well. "Remember when I told you that there were two other true mate alphas? Well, one of them is the moon goddess. The other female alpha also has a white wolf," she said lazily. She just lay on the ground with no care in the world, while I felt like my whole world was unraveling. What she said filtered through my brain, and then something clicked. "So, a white wolf is associated with being an alpha female, is that what you are saying? I mean, it does make sense if the moon goddess is a white wolf and definitely an alpha female... and if both she and this other woman have white wolves and are alpha females, then it's safe to say that a white wolf is associated with being a dominant female," I concluded, feeling a bit proud of myself. "You catch on very quickly, and you're right. A white wolf is, let's say, the symbol of being a dominant alpha female." Getting out of my chair, I moved and stood in front of my office window. The sun was setting, and there were warriors who were still training. Mind-linking them, I ordered them to rest and get dinner, and they immediately left the training arena. I continued watching the setting sun, my head still spinning with information overload. "There is something I don't get, though. I get why the moon goddess is an alpha female. It's obvious given she's the mother of all werewolves and therefore more dominant than all her children combined... But what about the other female? Why are we the only female alphas? What's so special about us? And who is the other female?" The questions poured out of me like an unending stream. "I'm not sure if the three of you will remain the only alpha females. If Aspen inherits your powers and gets a white wolf, then she'll be a dominant female too," she answered. Rolling my eyes, I moved back to the window and started arranging the papers on my desk. I hated tardiness. "Thanks for that piece of info, but that's not what I asked, Nyx." I saw what she was trying to do. She was attempting to avoid the question. She thought she could placate me with that answer, but she couldn't. "Like I said, I can't tell you everything right now... but I will, soon." I hated that answer. Hated it to the core. What was I supposed to do, meanwhile? How am I supposed to trust her when she's keeping important things from me? Pushing down the anger I felt, I finished arranging my office desk and left for dinner. I was hungry, and all I wanted was to have my meal and spend time with Aspen before going to sleep. Everything always looks better in the morning after a good night's sleep. I got to the dining area in record time. The mountain of plates in the sink told me that most had already had their meal. There were still some in the dining room, though. "Where is Aspen?" I asked Raven, who was busy with her food. I couldn't mind-link Martha. She wasn't a werewolf; she was a witch, hence I couldn't communicate with her telepathically. "Martha said she was taking her to take her bath... she fell while playing with the other kids and was completely covered in mud." At Raven's answer, I smiled. Taking two plates, I served one for myself and the other for my daughter. I sat down, waiting for her. A few minutes later, King stepped into the room with the warriors from Alec's pack. I pushed down the growl that threatened to erupt from my throat. Seeing them here, in my space and pack, brought a lot of very bad memories. It was taking all that I had not to attack them. "Let me have them! I want their fucking hearts," Nyx growled, her anger and bloodthirst feeding mine. My growl must have slipped because they turned to look at me. Fear was etched on their faces once they realized where the growl came from. Raven, bless her heart, took my hand and squeezed it in an effort to calm me down. It was taking all I had not to let Nyx out. No matter how much I hated them or how badly I wanted to end their pathetic lives, I didn't want a bloodbath in my pack house. "Your eyes," Raven whispered in a soothing tone. I looked up and saw a pair of white eyes reflected in the window opposite me. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and tried to bring myself under control. The last thing I wanted was for Aspen to come for dinner only to find dead bodies lying around. Once I was calmer, I opened my eyes just as a few warriors from my pack approached me. They bowed in respect. "Alpha," one said. "What is it, Joel?" I asked, as King finished settling the others. "We were wondering if tomorrow you could train with us. You didn't attend our training session yesterday afternoon like you normally do, nor this morning or in the afternoon." I liked training with my warriors. I usually had two training sessions with them. One in the morning from ten to eleven and the other in the afternoon from four thirty to five forty-five. Given all that happened yesterday and today, I wasn't able to attend the sessions. "I have a lot on my plate, and I'm not making any promises, but I'll try to come to the morning session." They were satisfied with my answer because all of them broke into wide smiles. "Thank you, Alpha," they said in unison before leaving. King and Nyx taught me all I knew. Mostly Nyx. I swear, she knows a thousand ways to fight more than any warrior does. Which just makes me wonder how old she is. How long has she been alive? Her knowledge when it comes to fighting is unmatched. I was already ahead of everyone, and I still had a lot to learn. My thoughts were interrupted when I smelled him before I could see him. His scent surrounded me, drowning me in it. I hated it because it made me want nothing more than to just take him in. He walked through the door, his eyes surveying the area before landing on me. I could feel the bond trying to pull me toward him. The bond that had snapped in place when we recognized each other as mates. I knew it would be a problem, and that's why I rejected him. Werewolves said you couldn't resist the bond, the pull, but I was determined to until he accepted the rejection. For a moment, we stared at each other as if frozen in time. That is until Alec stilled, his face etched in shock. "Mama, I'm here," Aspen's voice rang through the room as she sprinted toward me. The bastard knew that I had a daughter, that we had a daughter. I'd told him, so why the fuck was he shocked seeing her?