Chapter 9 Chapter 9) She is dead.
The next day,
The Lycan’s Hall,
Sitting on the Golden throne was Alejandro, who had a plain look on his face.
And standing before him in two separate lines were the elders of the Moonlight pack.
The look on their faces was pale as they tried to look calm in Alejandro's presence.
Actually, they used to be calm in his presence. But after what happened two months ago with one of their members, that shocked them badly.
Elder Leonard had spoken out of turn.
He had accused Alejandro of being impotent, and he equally stated that it was because of that reason he had refused to get another woman as his partner after his unfaithful mate shamelessly ran away with another man. Who would have predicted that Alejandro was going to behead him on the spot because of that?
That alone was enough to make the remaining elders behave themselves.
And since then, not a single one of them had dared to tell Alejandro to get a new woman.
But today, they grew the courage to mention the matter again, because every single one of them was aware of the mysterious woman he (Alejandro) brought to his mansion a month ago.
No woman has lasted that long in the same space as him, except his previous mate.
So, they were curious and really hopeful.
Their Lycan King was the last Lycan alive, and he was without an heir.
They were worried that if anything happened to him, other packs might certainly prey on their Moonlight pack.
Or even worse.
They were afraid that if the Lycan King died without an heir, the entire werewolf packs were going to go out of order, and there must be a certain werewolf out there who would want to gain supremacy like the Lycan King, thus causing chaos.
So, with all this being said, the only person who could keep things in check was the Lycan King, who was far more powerful than any werewolves or any humans could ever imagine.
“Is no one going to say anything?”. Alejandro asked, and they shuddered, except one with a head filled with white hair. He was the youngest elder, and he used to be Nicholas’ beta werewolf before he became an elder.
He stepped forward. “I have something to say, Lycan King Alejandro”. He said, while maintaining the calm look on his face.
“Speak”.
“I plead with you that it is time for our pack to welcome a Luna who will bear your heir”.
The elders behind gasped upon hearing what elder Edward said.
They knew that they had come with the intention and the courage to mention a new Luna to Alejandro, but now that they had heard elder Edward say it, their bodies reacted in a negative way, as they imagined the worst which could happen to them.
Alejandro's eyes darkened after he furrowed his brows. It was a sign that he was clearly displeased with elder Edward's words.
But, even after seeing Alejandro's displeased face, elder Edward continued to say to him, “I have heard about the young lady you brought to your mansion. I am wondering if you have brought her here so that she could bear your heir”.
“She does not have to be our pack's new Luna. Bearing an heir is enough for us”.
He finished talking.
‘You want a woman who has allowed another man to have his way with her, to bear my heir?’. Alejandro thought, and it disgusted him.
This morning, he ordered Doctor Jonathan to his study out of curiosity.
He wanted to ask him about Demira.
But the news he received, for some reason, angered him.
He learned that she had lost her child.
He could not believe that the moon goddess dared to give him such a werewolf as a mate.
A woman who had allowed a man who was not her mate to touch her.
“If you could give the young lady a chance-”.
“That is enough, elder Edward. All of you should leave now. The meeting is over”. He declared and rose up from his throne, already leaving the hall.
“But-”.
“I said, that is enough, elder Edward. Don't push me to the wall”. He halted and warned him. And within his heart, he was trying to restrain himself from unleashing his anger.
For an unknown reason, he has been in a sour mood since the moment he met with Doctor Jonathan.
He wondered if it was an after effect of the curse.
He continued to leave the hall as nobody dared to say anything to him again.
After leaving the hall premises, he made his way outside the mansion, but was met by his Beta werewolf, Mike.
“Didn't I tell you not to appear in my presence if you do not find her?”. Alejandro asked him and stopped walking.
Unknown to him, the reason behind his return was due to depressing news.
“Why aren't you saying anything, Mike? What is wrong with you?”. He demanded, but rather than replying, Mike fell to the ground on both knees, confusing him (Alejandro), who had not seen this strange behavior before.
‘What has gotten over him?’. He wondered, but when Mike finally replied to him, he wished he had never replied.
“I am sorry, Lycan King Alejandro. I found her, but I was too late. She is dead”.
Hearing Mike say that to him, Alejandro instantly grabbed his clothes and forced him to stand on his feet.
His eyes were filled with uncertainty, as he chose not to believe the news.
“What do you mean she is dead?! How dare you curse my Luna?! How dare you curse my wife?!”. He quarreled with Mike, but Mike chose to remain quiet, as he was afraid that any more words from his mouth were simply going to anger him.
“Answer me, Mike!”. He demanded, with the veins in his neck popping out of their places.
Even still, Mike refused to say anything. But, after hesitating a little bit, he stretched out his right hand and pointed his finger in the direction of the autumn oak tree.
He was not exactly pointing at the oak tree, but was pointing his finger at the figures lying under the oak tree.
Alejandro turned his head and traced Mike's finger until he saw what he was pointing at.
Horror was written all over his face and his face turned purple. This feeling… It was something he had not felt in a long time.
His eyes widened, and the style of his breathing changed.
He let go of Mike, and after taking a shocked step forward, he ran in the direction of the oak tree, panicking.
When he got there and saw the faces of the two figures, he could not believe what he was seeing and fell to his knees.
They were… they were the bodies of Tessie and Damien.
Their faces were pale and white like ghosts, and their bodies looked completely stiff.
He placed two fingers beneath her nostril, but she was not breathing. She was gone.
“What- what is this? What is going on?”. He asked. A drop of tear escaped his eye, as he was in a state of shock.
Everything he was seeing right now felt like a dream to him. It felt unreal.
Hearing the footsteps of someone behind him, he turned and saw that it was Mike, making him rise up to his feet in a hurry.
“How did this happen? Answer me!”. He grabbed his neck and demanded an answer, not caring that he had shown flaws and weakness as a leader.
But he did not care whether he had shown any flaws or weaknesses. That didn't matter to him. Not when the love of his life was lying on the cold ground.
“I- I am sorry, Lycan King Alejandro”. Mike apologized, but that wasn't what Alejandro wanted to hear him say.
“Do you believe that I could rip your head off your neck, Mike?”. He said, with his eyes getting darker and threatening to look at.
As Mike choked after he tried to gasp for air, he forced himself and replied, saying, “I deserve your punishment. But before that, I- I have something important I must give you”.
After saying that, he dipped his hand inside his trousers' pocket and took out a piece of paper that was stained with blood.
He handed it over to Alejandro, and only then did Alejandro let go of him and accepted the piece of paper desperately.
He unfolded it and began to read it in his mind, ‘I hope you find this humble letter of mine, Lycan King Alejandro’.
‘Or, I hope that if my letter is found by someone else, they are going to give it to you, because I want you to understand that I am sick and tired of the stupid and suffocating obsession that you have because of me’.
‘I am sick and tired of how you make every decision for me and doll me up like a play toy. I am sick and tired of how you are chasing me around when it is clear that I wish to stay as far away as possible from you’.
‘I hate you. I wish I had never met you. I wish you were never my mate to begin with. But, if you hadn't taken me with you, I wouldn't have found my true love, Damien. He is everything I ever wanted’.
‘He not only cares about me and loves me, but he respects my choices and makes me feel important. He makes me understand that my opinion matters. And, I believe that he is many times better than you’.
‘But, I thank you for your kindness towards me. I thank you for saving me. Unfortunately, it is time for me to rest forever, because I believe you will not stop searching for me’.
‘And, I almost forgot. Please, don't hurt Damien after I am gone. He has done nothing wrong, and isn't aware that I had planned on dying tonight’.
‘If you wish to blame anyone, then it should be me. Please blame everything on me’.