Chapter 20: MISUNDERSTOOD FEELINGS

DRAKE

Drake had not been himself ever since he came back from his tour to the palace. In fact he had not been himself for just one reason, and it was nothings other than his encounter with the vanpire king himself.

He still did not understand why he felt that way. Drake was begging to doubt himself about finding himself. In all sincerity, he had never for once thought about getting a guy for a mate.

Thiugh his wolf didn't recognise as his mate, but his heavy and the giddiness of his wolf was just a heated up mess. The more ge thought about the situation, the more confused. He became.

Though he had seen some werewolves being mated to their opposite sex, but he had never thought about that for himself.

He never liked nor hated them but he never wished that would be the case for him.

That wasnt even the issue eating him up at thst point in time, it was the fact that he was having this weird feelings for no one but his enemy. His direct mortal enemy. Is there anythimg that could be more worse than the way he was feeling.

Was this a test from. The moon goddess pf done sort? He never realky understood why things had to turnout this way for him.

"Alpha Drake, are you okay?" Efron added staring at him worriedly.

"Yes, I'm fine, just get me a cup of coffee, still have a lot of work to do."

Efron immediately brought him the coffee he requested in no later time.

Drake drank his coffee and decided to focus on what he had to do.

"May i ask you a question Alpha Drake?"

"Go on," Drake permitted, while his gaze was focused on the computer screen.

"So, I was wondering if you somehow found the guy you were talking to interesting?"

That question suddenly made Drake's head go into bubbles, and his heart felt like it was about to be ripped off his shirt.

"What the fuck are you talking about now, Efron?!"

"Oh, you don't need to get too overbearing now Alpha Drake, you should have seen how you were staring at him the while time. Would have thought you fell inlove with him at first sight.

That horrified Drake to a great extent that he felt like he was about developing a panic attack.

"Shut the fuck up Efron!" Drake stood up from his chair and stormed out of his office. He could not describe what was happening to him as of that moment, but he felt like he needed some time to breath.

Drake went into the restroom out of his office, even thiugh he had a personal one eifht in his office.

He wanted to avoid the questions from Efron because hos questions were beginning to sound very scary to him. The last thing he wanted to hear was the idea that he might have really fallen for the vampire king.

He was sure his beta was only saying such to him because he had no idea who the guy he was talking about truly was. If Efron had known he was sure he wouldn't repeat such statement twice.

The Vampire was his soul do thete was a great impossibility for them be mates or involved in anything uncanny.

Drake splashed water on himself and peered at his reflection in the mirror and shook his head. He definitely can't be into men not the vampire king at worse.

He finessed it was time fro him to get himself some woman. He was probably that way because he hadn't gotten a woman laid for all his life. He must be in need of the warmth of a woman.

Drake headed out of his office, putting on his face mask, he went to rhe regular club he visits, hoping to find a woman to quench his thirst.

He went over to the bartender and the driving bar and requested for some drinks to while away his time while he looked for a woman of his interest to quench his thirst.

Drake waited for more than an hour, hoping to see the woman whom will interest him enough to lay with her.

But so far, none was coming and that only made his agony worse.

Just then, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He reached for his phone which was in his pockets and quickly answered the call which was from his Beta.

"Boss, where exactly are you, thought you had a lot of work to finish up on?"

Fuck! He had totally forgotten that he had thing's that needed to be done. How could he forget?

Seeing that there was no lady in the club, that caught his attention, Drake decided to head back to his office, carrying along his frustrations.

Arriving at his office laye night, he did some little researches on the new collections if outfit he would be parading to the public.

Drake worked to the early hours of the morning, after which he decided to have a little sleep.

After having a good sleep, Drake woke up the next morning feeling a lot more beta. Just as he was about heading into the bathroom to have his bath, his beta rushed in, carrying his tab.

"You have an email, Alpha Drske."

Drake lazily turned aroumd to face his beta.

"What is the email about?"

"There's going to be a general meeting soon."

"What, another general meeting?"

"Well I that is what it is."

This isn't funny at all. Why would they keep having general dp meetings when they never agree to soeajbine voice?

The talks are always about some Alpha trying to attack another pack to claim sovereignty. The generally meeting only becomes useless each passing day.

Imagine, the other day, the vampire king came to attend the wedding of the princess. And despite how many werewolf Alphas were there, not even a single one could tell that thete was a stranger in their midst.

They sought for power so much that they do not look at the clearer picture. What if the vampire kimg and his men were to plan an attack that day? He bet that more than half of the werewolves would perish in the hands of the vampire king.