Alpha Cepheus | EBNAB#1

Chapter 2

CALLISTA

I turned around to leave only to bumped into something hard and steady, I almost stumble but got a hold of my balance.

A big shadow loomed over me, covering the sun ray that shines towards me. I looked up and met in contact with no other than Alpha Cepheus. My eyes widened in shock.

How did he get there!?

Holy cinnamon.

He looked straight to me, observing me as if I'm some specimen under his radar, I almost squirm under his gaze.

"A‐alpha.." I finally muttered softly, acknowledging his presence. It's the first time I ever got so close to him, it's true that his presence is so powerful you can feel it, just standing near him gave me goosebumps, It made me bow my head immediately.

"You. What's your name?" He asked, his voice deep, commanding and sexy.

Sexy? Where did that came from!?

A disapproving growl vibrated through him, as if he can read my thoughts, which I'm pretty sure he can't. We don't communicate like that, like what humans think we do. My thoughts are safe with me.

"Callista...Alpha Cepheus." I said in a whisper, letting out a silent breath.

"Callista, look at me." He commanded. Immediately I looked up to him, his height towered me, he is so scary and sexy, and his eyes, God his eyes.

Mesmerizing blue eyes, icy and no emotion yet I'm willing to drown in them. I searched through his eyes, hoping to find some kind of sign of recognition. Some clue as to what he had seen. Anything. But the look he wore wasn't one of surprise or confusion. It was...disappointment. And it sent a jolt of dread through my body.

I swallowed, wondering why he would be disappointed in me. I hadn't done anything wrong. So far, so good. In fact, my actions had been perfectly normal, according to the standards of the pack. So why did I feel like I was failing? And why do I have this inexplicable urge to avoid him? I had nothing in common with him.

There was no way I was his type-not that I wanted to be anyway. No matter how much I might wish otherwise.

He was too...too... I struggled to find a word for what he was. Too...cold, too ruthless...I heard stories about Alpha Cepheus, stories that made other Alphas fear him. I knew there was something about him that set off alarms inside my head. That made me nervous. Nervous and confused.

Why? I thought, puzzled. Why does he make me feel like this?

What could possibly draw such a reaction from me? My entire life I'd worked hard to avoid being alone, but then my wolf did not came. Yet here I was, alone, mateless, wolfless, hopeless and uncertain whether it was safe to be around him.

How am I feeling this way in front of the Alpha? Not just an Alpha, my own Alpha Cepheus.

I felt the need to run. To hide. To get out of there. I'm not ready to know what the confusing feeling am I having, I thought. I don't want to know what it is. Even if I do, it's possible to be connected to the Alpha, my kind without having any wolf binding us.

Yet I couldn't seem to get my thoughts together enough to leave. It was as if a force held me in place, keeping me rooted to the spot, unable to turn and run away. Even though I desperately wanted to. I was scared, I realized. Scared of the unknown. The possibility of rejection. The thought of getting hurt.

I wanted to be anywhere but where I was. Anywhere except with him. And yet I still waited. Stared back at him, waiting for him to say something. Do anything. Give some indication that he was aware of me. That he cared. Wanted me to stay.