The Possesive Alpha

Chapter 30

Emily’s POV

Finally. That mutt is out of the picture. A wicked smile curled on my lips as I walked away, feeling victorious. With her gone, I could finally go back to the pack house and prepare myself for my mate. Luca would be so happy to see me. "In your dreams," my wolf, Keena, growled in my mind. "He's not our mate. Why don’t you understand?" I rolled my eyes in frustration. "Keena, you’re such an ungrateful wolf. I’m doing everything for you, and all you do is bark at stupid things." "Ungrateful?" she scoffed. "You’re the one forcing something that isn’t real. Luca is not ours. No matter how much you try, it won’t change the truth." Her words made my blood boil. If I could rip her out of me, I would. She was the only thing stopping me from fully claiming what was mine. "Fine, stupid human," she snapped, her voice filled with annoyance. "Do whatever you want, but don’t come crying to me. I won’t save you when things go wrong." I huffed. "I don’t need your help." With that, I shut her out of my mind, refusing to listen to her nonsense. Keena didn’t understand. Everything I was doing was for her—for us. She was supposed to be the most powerful queen, standing beside the strongest alpha.

But no. She was an ungrateful brat who refused to see the bigger picture. But it didn’t matter. Because I was going to make sure Luca realized that I was the only one for him. With a determined smile, I headed back to the pack house. I needed to get ready—dress perfectly and look flawless. When Luca saw me, he would forget about everything else. Tonight, I would surprise him at his penthouse. And soon, he would be mine.

Luca’s POV

The meeting was in full swing, and everything was going smoothly. The alpha we were negotiating with seemed satisfied with the terms, and we were close to sealing the deal. Eric and Camellia sat on either side of me, focused on the discussion. It had already been an hour and a half. While I maintained my composure, my mind drifted elsewhere—toward my mate. Isabelle. I wondered what she was doing. He was probably reading in the library, completely lost in a book, unaware of the world around her. I leaned back in my chair and mind-linked Camellia. "Camellia, go check on your Luna. She should be in the library. Let me know what she’s doing."Okay, Alpha. I’m on it." The moment Camellia left, I refocused on the meeting, pushing away the restlessness creeping into my chest. Isabelle was safe in the house. There was nothing to worry about. At least, that’s what I thought.

Camellia’s POV

I left the office and made my way towards the stairs. The library was the first place I planned to check. But as I was about to go upstairs, I saw her. Emily. Walking through the front entrance like she belonged here. I narrowed my eyes, immediately stepping in her path. "Wait a second. What on earth are you doing here?" I demanded, my tone sharp as I glared at her.

Emily smirked, crossing her arms. "I’m here to meet my mate." Oh, for the love of the Moon Goddess. I rolled my eyes. "Emily, you’re delusional. Please, seek help." Her smirk didn’t fade. "Listen, Camellia, Luca is mine. He’s just confused. But don’t worry, I’ll fix that soon." I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I don’t have time for your bullshit. Alpha is busy in a meeting. You need to leave before King Zydus finds out you’re here." Emily tilted her head, unfazed. "He won’t be mad. Luca will be excited to see me." Stupid wolf. I clenched my jaw, already losing patience. "Just go before I call the guards. I’m serious, Emily. When I come back, you better be gone." She rolled her eyes but didn’t argue. Good. I turned and hurried upstairs, shaking off the irritation Emily always brought.
It's time to check on Isabelle. When I reached the library, I pushed the door open. The room was empty. Weird. Her scent was faint—almost as if she hadn’t been here for a while. My stomach twisted. "Isabelle? Are you here?" I called out, stepping inside. No response. I frowned and walked deeper into the room, checking behind bookshelves. Still nothing.