Marry to Alpha or Vampire?

Hazel returned home, feeling exhausted from the recent events. However, she didn’t want to show her emotions in front of her grandmother. The town was far from peaceful, with outsiders infiltrating the pack, and she needed to figure out how to protect her family.

Her grandmother and Gerard seemed to have gone out again. Their whereabouts were always shrouded in mystery. But with Gerard accompanying her grandmother, Hazel could relax a bit; she had faith in Gerard’s abilities.

The doorbell rang, interrupting Hazel’s thoughts. She got up from the couch and walked to the front door.

“Surprise, dear,” Hazel said as she opened the door to Eloise and Elmer. She felt like she hadn’t seen Elmer in a long time.

Eloise looked well, appearing as if the recent incident with the five corpses no longer troubled her. This brought relief to Hazel’s heart. Werewolves were always brave; they wouldn’t be defeated by anything.

Hazel and Eloise had also agreed not to tell anyone else about the incident, not to let others in town know that they were the first to discover the five corpses. They couldn’t disrupt Cyril’s decision or create panic in town.

“Hey, why did you guys come over?” Hazel asked.

Her life had been happy before all these events, and she was beginning to miss those days.

“Elmer wanted to see you,” Eloise replied.

Eloise walked into Hazel’s house as if it were her own. Elmer placed the beer and snacks he had bought from the store on the table and then sat on the carpet.

“Hazel, it feels like I haven’t seen you in a long time,” Elmer said, gazing directly at Hazel.

“It’s been busy lately,” Hazel replied. She didn’t mention her nighttime training sessions or Fiona’s situation. She didn’t want more people sharing her troubles, even though these two were her friends.

“You should relax,” Elmer continued. “Hazel, how about we visit Fiona tomorrow?”

Eloise had been worried about Fiona’s condition since she wasn’t aware of what had happened today.

Hazel nodded. She needed to find an opportunity to check if Fiona had a crescent-shaped wound on her chest.

“Marcus and I want to come along,” Elmer quickly added. Since he had saved the girl who got into trouble in his patrol area last time, he felt he should pay her a visit.

“Then we’ll go together tomorrow,” Hazel agreed. With more people present, her motives might not be too obvious.

“Hazel, maybe you should hear Elmer’s story,” Eloise said with a sly smile on her face.

“Is there something I don’t know about?” Hazel raised an eyebrow. She hadn’t seen Elmer for some time, and he seemed to have matured.

Elmer’s face displayed a shy expression, surprising Hazel. “Hazel, I’ve found my companion,” he said seriously.

Hazel was momentarily stunned by the term “companion.” She hadn’t expected Elmer to be the first to find a companion. “Congratulations, Elmer,” she said, genuinely happy for him.

She thought of herself again, and it had been some time since her eighteenth birthday. Yet, she still hadn’t found her mate. Although considering this now might not be realistic, no werewolf could help wondering what their mate looked like.

Hazel could feel her heart gradually drawing closer to Cyril, but she couldn’t be certain about the nature of their relationship. Was Cyril in love with her? Or was it just a possessive desire?

Hazel couldn’t be sure, and she didn’t want to be sure. Thankfully, she had a choice, and until her mate appeared, maybe she could maintain this intimate relationship with Cyril.

But for some reason, for a moment, Hazel wished that Cyril was her mate. But that was an impossible thought. Hazel didn’t believe she could be a Luna.

“But I can’t find my mate,” Elmer’s expression shifted, appearing somewhat hesitant.

“What do you mean?” Hazel didn’t understand what Elmer was talking about. Elmer had found his mate, but now he couldn’t find his own mate? It sounded unbelievable.

Elmer recalled the events of that night. After they had brought the injured girl to the infirmary, they expanded their patrol range. During the patrol, they didn’t find any more injured or dead individuals.

When the patrol ended, Elmer left. He walked through the forest, enjoying the fresh air. The sound of his footsteps on the fallen leaves made a crisp noise. Elmer didn’t sense the presence of other creatures.

He continued along the path, taking deep breaths of the fresh air. It made him feel content. If not for having to return home to face his terrible parents, Elmer would have been very happy.

He didn’t know how he had seen the girl, but he could smell a scent in the air-a mixture of vanilla and raspberries, tinged with the scents of cotton candy and bread, exciting and delightful. So he followed the direction from which the scent came.

At the end of the path, he could feel the scent becoming stronger. The girl had her back to him, squatting down to clean something.

“Hello,” Elmer spoke first, unable to control his thoughts.

The girl stood up and turned to face Elmer, her gaze void of any emotion. Her skin had a wheat-like hue, and her mesmerizing eyes were brown. She had coffee-colored hair flowing down her shoulders, ruby-like lips firmly sealed, long eyelashes, and a high, elegant nose-she appeared as if she was the favored child of the Moon Goddess.

She was wearing a navy blue ankle-length dress, and there was a wooden bracelet on her wrist.

Elmer stared in disbelief at the girl in front of him. He could feel his wolf howling and rejoicing. At that moment, he felt like his destiny had been sealed.

“Mate,” his wolf yelled loudly to the girl. He could see the surprise in her eyes, clearly indicating that she had noticed it too.

As werewolves, everyone wanted to know what their mate looked like, but until they encountered their true mate, it was difficult to comprehend it.

Elmer was grateful that his parents had once told him what it would feel like when he found his mate. He had never imagined that the feeling would be this wonderful.

“Mate,” the girl softly uttered the word, but there was no smile on her face.

“I’m Elmer,” Elmer walked up to the girl, only to discover that she had just been wiping a sharp knife, a sharp contrast to her appearance.

“Sheila,” the girl stated her name. Even though she didn’t want Elmer to come near her, they had a mate relationship, and she couldn’t reject him. Her heart was drawn to Elmer.

“What a beautiful name,” Elmer smiled. He couldn’t imagine finding his mate faster than Hazel and Eloise.

Sheila seemed so beautiful and special, but his happiness didn’t last long.

“Listen, I can’t be your mate,” Sheila looked at Elmer and spoke with difficulty.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

She was well aware of her identity, and she could never be Elmer’s mate. There were too many things that set them apart.

“Why?” Elmer couldn’t understand. His heart felt as if it was about to break, and his tightly wound emotions left him unable to think.

“Elmer, I can’t be your mate. Don’t look for me,” Sheila raised the sharp knife towards Elmer. No one knew how much pain she was in. She resisted the bonds of the Moon Goddess, pushing away her destined mate.

Elmer didn’t have a chance to speak further before Sheila ran off into the forest as fast as she could.

“Sheila,” Elmer shouted loudly in the forest, but received no response.

He was certain that Sheila had truly left.

Afterward, Elmer left the forest in a daze.

Hazel listened to the entire story, looking at Elmer with some concern.

She didn’t know what would happen when a mate relationship occurred, but she knew that Elmer must be feeling terrible right now.

“Elmer, you will meet her again,” Hazel patted Elmer’s shoulder. “Is Sheila from the town?”

Elmer shook his head. He knew nothing about his mate, only her name, Sheila.

“Hazel, I don’t know why Sheila left, but I will wait for her,” Elmer’s gaze was determined.

Hazel nodded. She didn’t try to persuade him. Whatever decision Elmer made, she would support him. There were some things she couldn’t intervene in. Elmer’s mate relationship was his own business, and she couldn’t help him. Eloise was the same way. At least, she would be there for her two friends.

Looking at Elmer’s appearance, Hazel began to wonder what her own mate would be like.