Iya's Blind Alpha

CHAPTER NINE

It has bee three days since Iya was finally discharged from the hospital.  Iya and Pietro spent those entire days avoiding each other with much difficulty.  The mate bond won't let them stay at ease, constantly reminding them of each other.  Pietro was about to surrender and summon Iya for dinner, however, an important call distracted him.  Iya was curious what the king is doing and almost visited the 5th floor, however, Kara's voice made her snap out of it.

The day Iya has most awaited came.  Ettore and Stella were summoned to the palace. 

"Papa, Mama!"  Iya greeted with tearful eyes.

"Oh, our sweet beautiful girl!"  Stella replied lovingly.  Ettore joined in the family hug.

"We need to talk.  I know you know stuff.  It's time you tell me who I really am. Please, I beg you, no more lies, no more cover ups!"  Iya demanded.

"What? Straight to business, already?  No, how was your trip?   Are you tired?"  Ettore teased.

"Papa, I'm so sorry.  Lately, I have been overthinking and stressed out.  Where are my manners?  How was your trip and do you wish to relax first before we talk?"  Iya smiled and kiss Ettore's cheek.

"The trip was long but our excitement in seeing you again made it all go away.  I heard you were hospitalized.  Find us a private space to talk in private.  There are things of importance that you need to know.   And then let us speak with the royal family."  Ettore said.

An omega upon the request of Iya led them to a quiet lounge area in the first floor.  Stella narrated again how they found Iya but this time inserting the details about her real mother and her death wish.  Iya was heart broken to have learnt about her mother's troubled life and her  sacrifices.  She could not believe that a witch king wanted her mother and now her.  She felt disgusted and really scared for her safety.

"Why did you hide this from me for so long?"  Iya asked.

"It is how Queen Versaya wanted it.  Until your mate appears in your life, we have to hide the truth from you.  King Pietro entering your life is the start of a chain of events for you.  It started with the fading of the concealing spell.  Your fae wings appeared, I've been told.  Your witch powers are slowly surfacing as well."  Stella replied.

"Pietro is my mate?  What?"  Iya was stunned.

"Mama, I cannot control my witch power and my so-called mate do not want me!"  Iya exasperatedly declared.

"Oh sweety, being a witch and a fae is in your blood.  You are of high born and your powers come naturally.  You have to explore them and control them.  You hardly need a grimoire or a teacher.  That is how extraordinary you are!  That is why King Malachi wants you badly."  Ettore said.

"Your mate is another story, though.  He is part of you and you are part of him.  If he fights the mate bond it will mean bad things for both of you."  Stella warns.

"I do not want to be dependent on him, Mama.  I am frustrated how he affects me so much, even my power becomes haywire when he rejects or insults me!"  Iya confided.

"Your Papa and I do not have all the answers, Iya.  All we know is that life is hard and exciting at the same time.  Be brave, be understanding, be yourself.  Do not lower yourself to what you do not feel comfortable with.  The moon goddess paired you with the alpha king of wolves, she knows what she is doing.  Trust in that.  Trust in love."  Stella advised.

A knock on the door came. Ettore and Stella were summoned by the Alpah King to his office.

Iya kissed her parents and embraced them long and hard.  She went to the garden to breathe fresh air.

At the alpha's office, Ettore, Stella, Queen Leila, King Carlos, and Beta Rene were also present.

"I supposed your meeting with your daughter went well?"  Pietro asked.

"Indeed, indeed.  Thank you for allowing us to meet her, your highness."  Ettore expressed.

"On to business, Iya's powers are coming out and most of the time she is out of control or she puts herself in danger.  How do we manage this?"  The king asked.

"Iya needs time to accept who she is.  She needs to explore her powers.  She needs support as well.  You, avoiding her as your mate is not helping, with all due respect.  You may try reaching out to her.  She is your mate, for moon goddess's sake!"  Ettore bravely put.

Pietro growled his discontent.  "No one tells me what to do!"  He shouted in annoyance.

"Your sight was restored when you met her!"  Stella pointed out.  "Being together is good for both of you.  Together you are unstoppable!"

"What do you want to do with your mate, son?"  King father Carlos challenged Pietro.

"Nothing!  Until she is worthy of the title Luna Queen will I accept her!  She is weak, impulsive, immature and helpless!  I do not wish to baby sit a mate, I am king and I deserve a queen in her true sense!  She may be my mate but I can take another wolf to be Luna Queen!"  Pietro arrogantly claimed. All who heard could not believe what he said.

"Oh my dear..."  Queen mother gasp in disbelief and surprise.  She looked like falling from her chair.

Everyone followed with their eyes where she was looking.  And there by the ajar door of the office, stands a stunned and red in anger Iya.

Iya was not surprised to hear those words from his mate.  She should have expected it.  And yet, her heart broke into thousand pieces.  His words pierced her soul deeply.  She thought her mother was wrong.  The moon goddess do not know what she is doing.  She and Pietro could never be mates.  How can she trust love now, when all her mate thinks of her is a burden?

Iya ran as fast as she can, as far from Peitro as she could.  

"I will show you strength! I will show you power! And in the end, it will be I who will reject you!"  She sobbed through her words as she ran and ran.

Pietro upon learning that Iya heard all the dreadful things he have said felt troubled.  He felt Iya's pain.  He knows he has hurt her mate.  Even his wolf is sympathizing with Iya.  In his own distraught, he commanded everyone to leave him alone.  

Alone in his office, he trashed his desk out of utter confusion and pride.  Iya will never forgive him.  Perhaps that is what he really is after, her hate.  Or is it not?