Evelyn~
The werewolves who had been waiting near the tiger trap gasped in disbelief when they saw their Alpha carrying out alive.
My skin and dress were soaked in blood, completely torn and ssy. Yet sohow, despite everything, there wasn’t a single wound left on my body. It was impossible ... and yet, it was true.
Rael lifted his hand, silently telling everyone not to speak or make a fuss. Then he turned to Marek with a firm voice, "Beta, clean up all the blood she left in the trap. Every drop of it. Don’t leave a trace, or that bastard will track her here."
That "bastard" could only an Theron.
Truthfully, I wasn’t sure if cleaning up my blood and tracks would be enough to stop Theron from coming to find . After all, he had marked , so he could probably sense anywhere, even if I were buried deep underground.
Still, I couldn’t say that in front of Rael’s pack. If I did, I might embarrass him. Worse, they might think I wasn’t worthy of being their Luna and throw out.
Although, now that I thought about it ... being thrown out didn’t sound so bad. At least that way, they’d let go without hurting .
But if they decided to get rid of to protect their Alpha’s pride or the reputation of their pack, then I wouldn’t even get the chance to run.
Maybe it was better to tell Rael the truth when we were alone. If my wolf was right about him, maybe he wouldn’t lash out at .
"I don’t think he’ll be mad at you," my wolf suddenly spoke. "I think ... he’ll be mad at Theron instead, and he might think that if he kills Theron, you’ll be his completely."
Didn’t she just say earlier that Rael was kind? The kindest among my mates, even? So why was she suddenly assuming Rael would decide to kill Theron?
"He is kind," she replied, calm as ever. "But that doesn’t an he wants to share his wife with anyone. So ... I think you should tell him about your secret harem very carefully. He might cry first before he starts planning to kill the others."
I let out a quiet hiss, feeling slightly annoyed because I never had any intention of forming a secret harem, and yet the universe suddenly dumped that big problem on .
So people would call it a blessing, but for , it felt more like the universe’s idea of a cruel joke.
"What?! Why are you hissing like that?!" Rael asked suddenly, sounding completely panicked. "Did I hurt you?! Did I grab you too hard?!"
He was panicking, even more than before. Before I could even respond, he had already shouted at Caelis, "Hurry up, doctor! I want you to examine my wife imdiately!"
I wanted to remind him that I wasn’t technically his wife yet, but he was already sprinting through the forest, carrying in his arms like I weighed nothing.
When he reached the settlent, he didn’t slow down. The mont he saw the flas still burning the wooden stake, he shouted, "Put the fire out now! And get rid of that damn thing! I don’t want to see it ever again!"
Everyone looked confused. It was as if he had asked them to hide a body, not just clean up so burned wood.
One of the werewolves spoke up hesitantly, "But, Alpha—"
"I’m not taking ’no’ today!" Rael cut him off, hurrying them along. This ti, he sounded genuinely serious and panicked, like he might die if they didn’t extinguish the fire fast. "Just do what I said!"
They still looked confused, but since Rael was clearly determined, they had no choice but to follow his orders.
So of the children tried to approach Rael, but they stopped halfway. Maybe the expression on his face was too intense, making them hesitant to co closer.
But Rael wasn’t angry. He looked that way only because he was panicking.
It was honestly the first ti I had ever seen an Alpha completely lose control of his panic. Even Theron—who once watched burn—had managed to keep a straight face.
But sohow, Rael’s panic made him feel more real to . It showed that he wasn’t just a cold, proud leader. He was soone who could feel fear, soone who cared. Soone with a heart.
"Doctor, hurry up! Why are you moving like a damn snail?!" Rael shouted, kicking open the nearest house door. He didn’t even flinch when the door nearly flew off its hinges.
I wasn’t even sure if it was his house, because the mont we stepped inside, I saw a pair of werewolves tangled up in the living room, clearly in the middle of sothing very intimate.
Their faces turned ghost-white the second they saw Rael storm in with in his arms, like so dramatic scene from a romance tragedy.
"A-Alpha! We ... we didn’t an to skip the welcoming ceremony!" one of them stamred, scrambling to cover themselves with a nearby blanket.
Rael didn’t even glance their way. His eyes quickly scanned the room, first the couch, then the hallway, and finally the guest bedroom.. "Out," he barked. "Now."
"But Alpha—!"
"OUT."
They didn’t wait for a second warning. Half-dressed, they scrambled out of the house, clutching their clothes as they slamd the door behind them.
Yeah, I know the door will definitely collapse as soon as soone opens it again.
Rael didn’t say a word about the awkward interruption. He just carried into the now-empty room and gently laid down on the bed. The sheets slled like pine and smoke, probably from the firewood burning earlier in the fireplace.
"Doctor!" he shouted. "Examine her now!"
Dr. Caelis finally caught up to him, panting heavily from sprinting through the woods and trying to keep up with Rael’s wild pace. His coat was half-open, and his bag of dical tools was nearly slipping from his hand.
"I’m here! I’m here!" he wheezed, dropping to his knees beside the bed. "You run like a man possessed, Alpha."
"Just check her," Rael snapped. He wasn’t in the mood for small talk.
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