CHAPTER TWO: THE SUMMONING BY THE ALPHA

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Mia hurried out of bed, rushing to the toilet as her stomach spasmed again, forcing the potatoes and steak she had forced herself to eat last night out her throat.

Done throwing up, she washed her face with cold water from the tap and walked back to her room, throwing herself on the only chair in her room; a high-back chair.

Gods! She was miserable.

The past few days had been miserable for her with her bouts of throwing up. She wondered where she had caught the bug.

Mia placed her head on her cold metal table, taking a deep breath.

She was almost out of options now. There was nowhere else she knew to go. No one else to help her with a solution.

The last shaman she had met, here in the Nyx pack, had told her the same thing the previous ones in all the other packs she had traveled had said- that the only person who knew the solution to her curse was her mother. Her mother, who was already dead.

She would have asked her father if he knew something, but he wasn't in the frame of mind to answer any questions. He hadn't been for the past five years.

Mia had been on the hunt for a solution to her curse for the past three years after her second chosen mate died two days after their mating ceremony- In their bed.

The answer she had gotten from this shaman had almost pushed her into another depression bout, which she quickly tried to push away with alcohol at one of the bars/clubs in this new location.

She couldn't remember much about the night except for flashes of lights, heated kisses, touches, and pleasure… Jeez! So much pleasure.

Her center spasmed with the remembered pleasure, warmth pooling between her thighs.

"Goddess…" Mia groaned in annoyance.

Now was so not the time to be remembering her one-night stand.

She was already feeling miserable enough from her illness, she didn't want to add anything sexual to it.

A knock sounded on her door, causing Mia to freeze momentarily.

Why was someone knocking on her door?

No one knew her here, well, except for the shaman and the grocery guy. She just moved here a month ago, after she found out that the Nyx pack had a powerful shaman, who could help her with her problem.

The knock sounded again, this time harder.

"Jeez! Don't break the door! I'm coming" She snapped as she pulled the door open, the late morning sunlight momentarily blinding her, before she blinked it away, to find two muscular males in front of her.

"Huh…" Mia muttered dizzyly.

"Who are you, what do you want?" she asked tiredly.

"The Alpha requests a meeting with you today by evening" One of the males stated.

Huh? Alpha?

Why would the Alpha of Nyx pack request a meeting with her? She didn't do anything wrong, and she would be leaving his pack soon anyway. She seldom spent more than six months in any pack before she was off again, searching for more answers or solutions.

"I believe you know where the pack house is at, and if you don't, it's after the pack center. Just ask anyone for 'the Manor', and they will point the way. You are expected to be there at 4 pm. The Alpha doesn't take kindly to lateness."

The other male stated, and with that, they withdrew from in front of her door and headed to the woods close to her home, where she assumed they would shift into their wolf forms and leave.

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