Chapter 85
Amelia's POV
I was in my room, simply trying to get myself to fall asleep and forget about all the troubles with the Alpha, and also trying to stop myself from thinking about Ryker. Somehow, I just couldn’t get him out of my mind. For some reason, he seemed to have come to take his place there, and there was nothing I could do about it anymore.
I knew that I was just being a little obsessive. What was this thing left in our relationship? Wasn’t this supposed to be, in the beginning, me leaving him alone and him becoming a little detached from me? It really seemed that suddenly I was getting more attached than ever.
For some reason, I thought about the Alpha instead. “You should just like him, just decide to like him, and it’s going to happen,” I thought to myself. I didn’t see how it was going to work out for me so easily, but I was really up for it—I wasn’t running away from things anymore.
The Beta had said something about destiny. Now, I couldn’t be so sure about that. I wasn’t about to let myself start believing in fables, but maybe there was some truth to his words. After all, the Alpha had saved me a couple of times. Could it be that his intentions were actually genuine?
What was bringing this thought into my head in the first place? I had never doubted what was going on between Ryker and me—I had always doubted the Alpha. However, suddenly it seemed like I was changing. Maybe it was my suggestion to him; a lot of factors could be considered.
However, the moment I got an alert on my phone, I found myself sitting up straight in complete shock, wondering what was going on. “I’m in trouble.” That was all that was in the message. It flashed brightly on my phone a couple of times before it went off.
I blinked in surprise, completely shocked by the message I received. It was from Therian’s number. It seemed to be some kind of emergency message because I didn’t see him typing something so brief—I didn’t even see him type something like that and send it to me, especially because the Alpha would never have requested help or assistance from anyone at all.
He was the kind of person to always try to be independent, no matter what, and as much as I admired that about him, it just made him seem proud. I thought that it was very foolish—well, it wasn’t very creative—even if he had automated it to send.
I wrinkled my nose at the message. I saw a location written on it, and I decided that it was very practical. At least I had a clue as to where he was; as long as I went there, things should be fine. I could find him and then figure out exactly what was going on.
I looked at it for a while and then stood up. It seemed like something ignited in me the moment I stood up, and with the reality of the situation, everything suddenly dawned on me. The Alpha was in trouble. What kind of trouble, I didn’t understand—I couldn’t tell, not yet—but it was a fact he was in some trouble now, and that was going to be really climactic for future events.
If the Alpha died, or if anything happened to him, it was going to completely devastate this pack, and I wasn’t sure I could hold it together, not all alone. Why did I feel any affiliation toward this place? I didn’t know; after all, I had just come here a couple of months ago, but I somehow felt like it was a very real possibility.
I was the loner of this pack only in name, but I somehow felt like it was real. For some reason, my heart was also beating with trepidation. Now that I knew what was going on, I was worried for him—seriously worried. Could he be in a bad situation, something dangerous, or could it be that he was captured?
I could not tell; there was no way for me to have any idea what was actually going on, but I felt very afraid for him.
I found myself acting on my own accord. I quickly put on a dress—not something fancy, but something practical for a battle. I wasn’t that good at fighting, but I could try once again.
I was not going to go on my own; I was going to use some help as the Lunar. I commanded some people, at least, and that was going to be very helpful for me. As long as I used my authority wisely and gathered a couple of people to my aid, it wouldn’t be very difficult for me to eventually make sure that things were rosy, and I wouldn’t even need to fight a lot in order to get things done.
The thought of it was very settling; I suddenly felt better than before, now that I thought about it like this. But I still couldn’t allow myself to relax. There were a lot of things beyond my control, beyond my power now, and I needed to make sure that I did my best if I was going to come back alive—and come back with him alive as well.
A couple of minutes passed as I assembled some guards. Somehow, I didn’t even think of Rykel at first. But after a while, I decided that it was a good idea to get him to come along with me. He was the Beta. He knew the terrain better than I did; he understood the dynamics of a fight and a war.
I hadn’t seen him in a battle before, but I already knew that he was the kind of person who simply did not lose. If the Beta got himself into a sticky situation, I was sure he would be able to get out of it easily, and so he should be able to help the Alpha escape.
The thought was soothing to me, and I decided that it was very wise to take him along. So, I took out my phone to call him once again. It was a bit strange calling him so quickly in succession—unlike before, when I would call him once a day and have a nice talk and then that would be over—but I knew that it was very important, and because of how necessary it was, I was willing to make sure that I visited him and got him to come with me for this particular mission.
He got my message and then sent me his response. I had half thought that he wasn’t going to be available this time around—I didn’t know why I thought that, but somehow I was just a bit afraid.
Now that I got his confirmation message, I felt much better than before, and I also felt very confident. Maybe he was in trouble, but I was going to get him out of it if I told myself I was doing it for my own benefit. After all, who was going to help me figure out my parents’ death and the mystery shrouding my family if the Alpha was gone?
However, something told me that I was doing it for another reason entirely. I couldn’t be sure, but I did it. I needed to admit it: there was something there, some kind of feeling stirring within me for the Alpha, and that was exactly the one thing pushing me to act the way I was acting right now.
Finally, after a long time, I met with the better himself. He was walking right up to me, and we were at the location that we had decided to meet at. I smiled at him, and he smiled also. I just couldn't help myself.
There was nothing to smile about. We were in a precarious situation, and we were here for a mission, but this was the way we greeted each other, and it left me with fluttering feelings in my chest.
I was very conflicted now, whether I liked the Alpha or his better, but he was not about to let me dwell on that.
He said, "The Alpha is in trouble?" he questioned.
I nodded in response. "Didn't you get his message?" I asked, somehow thinking that he would have told his better also, but could it be that he didn't trust him?
He frowned a little and took his phone. His eyes were in shock after a moment.
"Wow," he said. Surprise was written in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that there would be such a message.
"So, you missed it?" I questioned, glaring at him. "He's the Alpha, and your boss, and you missed such a message from him. How can you be like this?"
He smiled sheepishly. "Don't worry, it doesn't matter now. What are your commands?" he questioned.
I felt funny when he spoke to me like this, but I wasn't about to let that affect what I was going to do, and what I would request.
"We need to act as soon as possible," I told him. "Let's get moving right now."