Chapter 35

Ashir's POV;

"Good evening, my brother. I saw your message. I was told that some members of the pack had been summoned for an emergency meeting," Jameson explained.

My mind traveled so far and fast that I didn't hear his greeting. The thoughts of Mitchell made me so worried that I hardly knew who I was. I could hardly think about anything else except her, not even my mate. Was I possessed? I doubted.

"Good evening, Alpha. I think I'm speaking to you," Jameson greeted, touching my shoulder.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I didn't recognize your presence," I nodded thoughtfully.

I became a bit excited seeing Jameson present at the meeting.

"Welcome, my brother. I really appreciate your presence," I responded.

"It's my pleasure," he responded, looking at me worryingly.

"Are you okay, Alpha?" Jameson asked.

Jameson was stodgy, and I could imagine how worried he was.

"Not so good, uncle. I'm just so lost that I don't know what to do!" I responded wearily.

Jameson's worry grew even bigger, and he looked really concerned.

"Are you by any chance worrying about your mate, finding yourself in an in-depth pit of confusion with no knowledge of what you could do?" Jameson asked.

My confusion arose, and I wondered how Jameson had known what my worries were about.

"Doesn't that worth worrying about? I doubted it would. How could a stranger appear claiming to be my mate just at a time I saw my true mate?" I responded rhetorically.

Jameson looked so obscure and paused for a moment. He sighed, held his breath, then proceeded to respond.

"Don't be so worried, Alpha. I believe in you. You'll always make it through. Nothing will stop you from reaching out to the tunnel, not even the prophecy."

"What do you mean by tunnel?" I questioned.

Jameson gazed at me elatedly and then responded.

"What I meant by tunnel is your destiny, Alpha. Even if it takes a couple of years or months of darkness, the light will surely emerge and lead you to your glory. Not even the gods or the devil will stop you from getting to your tunnel. I believe in you, my brother, and I believe in any decisions you make. But never let go of your true mate and do as your heart pleases," Jameson explained.

My thoughts traveled far out of the natural, and I felt so touched by Jameson's understanding of my feelings. If he could agree, I would have commanded him not to leave the castle for just a moment. I looked into his eyes dominantly and then proceeded to ask.

"What would you have done if you were me?" I questioned.

Jameson took a deep breath and then responded. He rolled his eyes randomly and became thoughtful for a moment.

"If I were you, I would have done the same, being in an in-depth of confusion and worry about a bounded prophecy," Jameson responded.

"Thanks so much, my brother," I greeted.

Knock on the door, speaks the maid.

"Good evening, Alpha. You have been summoned to be present at the emergency meeting. Almost all the betas are present and waiting for your attention."

"Okay, just inform them that I'll be there soon," I responded.

"Please stay strong, Alpha. I'll be at the meeting room now," Jameson said.

"No problem, I'll be there too," I responded.

I stood up from where I had been seated and held my garment. Thoughts flashed in my head as I was about to put on the garment. I could remember all the details about her.

"Her name was Joy Mitchell, and she's the daughter of the last Alpha from Night Shadow's pack. Her father was a brave soldier and a powerful Alpha who savaged in the enemy's heart. Her father died some decades ago, and she was reported lost before being found back ten years ago. She joined the Night Shadows, and she's so powerful. That's all I could say about her right now."

"Let me be your Luna, and I'll make you a powerful king."

"You are fearless and courageous. I wanted you to be mine."

"Not even you or the gods could stop me. I could feel it, and I had known that we're destined to be."

I became so thoughtful, and I could remember every single thing she said to me right before I set my eyes on her at the training center. I became so depressed thinking about her.

My heart almost boiled, emotions in my deep heart, confusion overpowered my heart, and my concessions arose thinking about her.

Knock on the door, I became thoughtful then responded.

"Tell them I'm coming. I'll be right there soon," I responded.

"No, it's me, Adara. May I come in?" she said.

Sighing, I let out my breath and became out of words. My worries arose, and my consciousness followed, thinking about how I had treated her in an unpleasant way.

"Please, I'd love to not speak to you at this moment," I responded.

Adara's worryingness became more and more, and she couldn't help herself but cry.

"Why would you treat me this way? Did I offend you or something?" she said emotionally, with tears on her face.

I could feel how sad she was, which made my heart boil. I opened the door immediately and let her in.

"Please don't be sad; instead, be hopeful."

"How can I when you are not even speaking to me anymore?" Adara responded.

"Don't say that, dear," I responded.

I looked at Adara passionately, and I could feel how beautiful she was. Her beauty touched my heart, and I felt like it was my first time seeing her. Her wet lips looked so beautiful with her curved round face. I looked at her passionately, then held her hand, moved closer to her, and proceeded to kiss her. My romantic feeling arose, and all I could think about at that moment was making her wet. Just as I was about to lay on her, I heard someone knocking.

"Who's there?" I questioned.

"It's me, Malachi,

" he responded.