Mated To Alpha Kessler

Lyra’s POV

To say that I’m not happy to see Kessler is an understatement. Sasha purrs in my head, wagging its tail in happiness when he pulls me into a hug.

I can see the conflict in his eyes. He’s begging with his eyes, thinking I won’t rush to him. I allow all the walls I’ve built around me regarding what I feel for him to crumble.

As I look into Kessler’s eyes, I see sincerity and vulnerability, and I realize that despite everything, a part of me still cares deeply for him. So, I let go of my reservations and allowed myself to be swept away by the moment.

Yes, I do feel for him. Besides, he is my mate. Kessler can make any girl’s heart race just by seeing him, and when he says hi, you can feel a surge of arousal.

Tristan letting us go without a fight is unlike him. I have a feeling that my uncle has a hand in it; he has another, greater cause to gain more power for himself.

The power-hungry nature of my Uncle Jack is unmatched; it makes me wonder at times if he didn’t have a hand in my father’s death to seize the Alpha position.

The way Kessler held me close throughout our ride back to the pack was overwhelming. Even after stepping out, he insisted I stay by his side, unwilling to let me out of his sight.

But when I saw Annie, Sasha gave out a low growl. Thinking about her and Kessler’s time together made my heart break, so I moved away from him.

As we stood there, the tension between us palpable, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease. Despite Kessler’s attempt to hide his disappointment, I could see the hurt flickering in his eyes.

“Earth to Lyra,” Julie said, tapping her fingers to get my attention.

“Oh, sorry, I zoned out.”

“So, Zach is out of my league now?” she asked, putting her hands on her head.

At the mention of Zach’s name, Cara’s face snapped at Julie. The mate bond is clearly at work.

“Relax, Cara, no one is taking your mate away from you.”

Cara takes a deep breath, visibly calming herself. “I know, it’s just… the thought of anyone even considering it,” she trails off, her voice tinged with possessiveness.

“But, Cara, I don’t know you and all, but I’ll have to tell you this: I’ve been crushing on Zach for as long as I can remember, and finding out that you are his mate…”

Julie pauses, gathering her thoughts before continuing.

“I wouldn’t say I’m not happy, but I want to sound a note of warning to you. If you dare hurt him, you will regret Lyra ever bringing you to this pack.”

Wow, that was unexpected. She is taking it maturely; she doesn’t feel jealous of Cara coming over and taking Zach. That adds to the respect I have for her.

Cara smiles at her and says, “I don’t know you, but I know we are going to be friends. I’ve longed for my mate for as long as I can remember.

“I understand your concerns, Julie, but please trust me when I say that I would never intentionally hurt Zach. He means the world to me, and I will do everything in my power to protect him.”

I can sense the sincerity in her voice, but a part of me can’t help but wonder if she truly understands the depth of Julie’s feelings for Zach.

“Okay, I’ll take your word for it, Cara. Just know that Zach is important to all of us, and we’ll be watching out for him.”

Then Julie smiles and looks up, saying, “Oh, moon goddess, when will I find my mate? Many full moons have passed, and yet I haven’t found him. I hope he is not dead.”

“Oh, stop it, Julie,” I say, laughing at her antics.

“Lyra, I’m serious. What if he is dead?”

“Then the goddess will give you a second chance mate.”

“That’s true, Lyra.”

Cara was still in awe of the whole architectural design of the Moonpeak pack; this place couldn’t be compared to the Crowftwood pack.

“Lyra, we need to talk,” she says, breaking my thoughts.

My eyes focus on her, wondering what she wants to discuss. Julie gets up and says, “I’ll come back to check on you guys.”

Once Julie leaves, Cara lets out a loud sigh.

“What is it, Cara?” I ask, feeling worried.

“I’m sorry for everything,” she says, and that piques my interest. “Sorry for what?”

“Remember when I told you that I feel sorry for everything that had happened but will make it right?”

“Ohh, I remember when you came to see me at the hospital.”

“Yes, Lyra.”

“Chloe threatened me and asked me to poison Alpha Tristan’s food and pin it on you,” Cara confesses, her voice filled with tension. “I had to make things right by confronting her, so she could come clean to Tristan, but she didn’t. Luckily, Tristan heard our argument and found out about Chloe’s treacherous act.”

“Why was she threatening you?”

“She has a video of me trying to escape the pack.”

“I have nothing against you,” I assure Cara, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. “You came and hinted to me so I could escape, which I did. I’m grateful that you did that and confronted her to clear my name. Thank you so much.”

“I’m glad you’re here now,” I continue, “That reminds me, I didn’t see Chloe at Crowftwood pack. Are they still together?”

“Yes, they were until the day I confronted her so she could come clean to Tristan,” Cara responds, her voice tinged with bitterness.

“What do you mean they were?”

“Tristan slit her throat that instant when he heard our conversation.” “Cara reveals, her words hitting me like a punch to the gut.

I gasp loudly. “That was brutal. Why take the law into his hands?”

“I think she stalls,” Cara responds, her tone uncertain.

“You think what?” I inquire, trying to process the gravity of what she’s just told me.

“I think he started having feelings for you,” Cara continues, her voice filled with uncertainty, “and he felt that Chloe’s betrayal caused you to run away to find your mate. If she hadn’t done that, he would have ended up mating with you and marking you.”

I let out a humorless laugh. “Seriously, Cara? I don’t know if I should laugh or cry at this new revelation, but I’m glad it happened that way. I was planning to run off that night as well, so it was destined to happen that way.”

“But I feel for Chloe,” I admit, a pang of sympathy tugging at my heart. “And that explains Tristan’s weird behavior. I noticed he was oddly nice, which didn’t feel in line with the real Tristan I know.”

Cara nods understandingly. “Thank you for standing up to Chloe for me,” she says gratefully.

“I can’t imagine my life if I was still at Crowftwood pack,” Cara confesses, feeling a surge of gratitude. “Thank you for coming back for me.”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Oh, don’t mention it,” I replies warmly. “I consider you a sister I never had.”

I heard a soft knock on my door, and Zach’s face popped out. Cara’s face lit up upon seeing Zach. “Can I have my mate, please?” he asks.

Cara jumps up immediately and goes to Zach.

I shake my head and playfully call them traitors. They both laugh and leave.

As I lay my head down to take a nap, someone walks in. The hair on the back of my neck stands up, and Sasha growls. I look up, praying to the moon goddess, “Oh, please, I don’t want to murder anyone.”