Raised Among Alphas

19 - Good News

Alora POV

Thana's emotions have been all over the place. She tries to hide her worries, but I can sense her anxiety. She becomes hyper-focused on our border patrols almost frantic trying to catch any sign of a foreign scent.

Since the attack of Reggh the Brown, we had other foolish bounty hunters trying to cross the borders, all of them coincidentally during my runs and in my zones.

Some of them had been peculiar wolves, strong and coordinated but not hard to defeat in one-on-one combat. Only one of them managed to twist my ankle and dislocate my shoulder. I always get a few scratches here and there, but nothing too concerning. Plus, since I don't go anywhere without my squad, they are always there with me ready to step in if needed.

Thanks to the continuous attacks, now I have a lovely display of about seven heads on spikes. All of them belonged to the hunters that had come for me. I repeated my ritual of marking their eyes with my blood and then placed the spikes on the spots where they left their last breath.

Let them fear me. It's Machiavellian poetry.

Since the meeting about my possible mate at Jathred's office, I can't stop thinking about my mate, even when I'm with Kasthor. That had never happened before. I used to get so lost in us that I didn't even remember I had a mate.

The unrest that my wolf feels is taking over me little by little every passing day.

"He is almost here. I can feel him." Thana woke me up from my sleep at the break of dawn.

A wave of panic hit me hard almost asphyxiating me. But I didn't want to wake up Kasthor. Today was the only day of the week he didn't have to go out on an early run and we had planned to sleep in. Not that that was possible for me anymore.

A lot of thoughts were flooding my head all at once. If my mate was the Alpha Rogue or the Rainforest Alpha, and Thana felt him so close, does that mean we were under attack? What if he was our enemy? What would he do to Kasthor if he smells me on him? Kill him? Kill me? What if he was one of our allies from the South? Would he want to kill Kasthor? Break the alliance? There's another situation I haven't even considered... what if he rejects me? What if he can't accept I loved another man before him? Would rejection be a bad thing? Maybe it would be the best. If he rejects me I can be with Kasthor, but that'll mean he would have to resign to his fated mate. Can I do that to him?

Now, I am just rambling.

I need fresh air.

Very slowly, I slid off Kasthor's chest. I grabbed a matching set of black workout shorts and a sports bra and sneaked out of the room without making a sound. To the best of my abilities, I contained my long, wild black mane in a high ponytail and added a headband for all those messy, tiny hairs that refused to stay down.

Good thing I ran into Jathred before I was able to leave the pack house.

"I thought you guys were sleeping in," Jathred told me as he poured a coffee into his extra large cup.

"I can't sleep..." I debated whether I should share Thana's news with him.

While I made up my mind, I decided to accompany him for breakfast. It's been a while since we have had some time alone not training, just the two of us.

"Still drinking orange juice instead of coffee?" He asked me playfully.

"Coffee makes me shaky. I don't need any more of that right now. Thana is all the coffee I need." I joked.

"Everything okay?" Jathred caught the panic on my joke.

"If I tell you something, you promise not to freak out?" As soon as I asked, I knew he was starting to freak out. Maybe this was a mistake, but if he was right and my mate was one of our enemies, he should know they were near.