Wyatt's POV
She was mine, and oh, Goddess, she was even more beautiful than I had expected. With her long, strawberry-blonde hair and those amethyst eyes of a unique color, I had to restrain myself from fucking her right there. My mate was stunning, and to think I hadn't wanted one before; now, I couldn't imagine a life without her.
Adira, my Adira. After years of hoping and praying for a reunion, here she was in my arms. I doubted she'd remember me since she was a child the last time I saw her; we were only kids back then.
My mother and hers had been best friends growing up, but they separated when they joined different packs. One day, Aunt Meryl came to visit us with her little girl. Adira was only five, and I was twelve at that time, but we connected well. I remembered the anxiety that welled up in the pit of my stomach when they left.
"Can she stay here?" I asked my mother. She smiled at me and shook her head.
"No, my baby. Maybe when you're older, you can go to see her," Mother had told me. I nodded and gave Adira back to her mother. Little Adira gripped my shirt so tightly and cried; she wanted to stay with me. We eventually parted, and I thought of her a lot. But over time, that day became a blur, and my mind convinced me it was only a dream until I found her again. I couldn't forget those eyes.
She stirred a little in my arms, and it was only then that I realized she was sleeping. I carried her out of the hall, with many eyes watching me in awe, and women feeling jealous of her.
Adira was not popular, and I could tell she wasn't treated well by the way they glared at her. But that was about to change now.
"And that pup, the way he touched her," my wolf, Rolf, growled.
Anger consumed me when I remembered that; he touched her like he had some sort of claim on her. My wolf growled in my head. Our mate was mine, and only mine. I was told that our rooms were prepared, and not wanting to wake her, I gently placed her on the bed. I watched her sleep for a moment before planting a lingering kiss on her forehead.
'She didn't recognize us.'
She was twenty, yet she had never shifted, even though her wolf had already appeared. I was reminded by how her eyes shone with a distinctive purple when our gazes locked from up close. There was only one bloodline with eyes like that: the Moon Wolves. I would ask my mother to tell me more about the Wade heritage.
I walked out of the room and down to the halls. That fucker, Mars, had killed two delegates. I pushed the door open to the conference room, and they all got to their feet, bowing low. They only sat when I did.
"I hope you have a good reason for killing those diplomats," I stared at the Alpha. He seemed uneasy, as the aura surrounding me was domineering and suppressed their wolves.
"We didn't kill them, they were involved in an accident. We wrote that in the report, my king," Mars said and I narrowed my gaze on him.
"A fucking shitty report! Those delegates were sent to find out what happened to the Wades and hear from you in detail how and why they were killed without the parliament knowing of it."
This pack was growing suspicious. About a year ago, we learned that they had killed the beta and beta female of the pack. So, we sent ambassadors to investigate, but they never made it out alive. The pack claimed there was an accident, and the ambassadors died. Plus, they forcefully took over their neighboring pack.
"We- Well, we just heard an explosion as they left the pack, and we rushed to the scene, but it was too late as their vehicle caught fire," Beta Steven explained. He was a sketchy man who seemed to desire power, as I could tell. Could it be that he had a hand in what happened to the Wades?
"But it's been three years since the death of the former beta. Why are you investigating now?" The Alpha's son asked. I glared at him, and he visibly stiffened.
"Because there's something fishy going on here and you lots have been problematic lately," Jett said, grimacing at the young Alpha.
"I don't follow."
"Taking over nearby packs? Are you fucking kidding me!" I boomed.
"No, they started causing us problems first."
"And the solution is to kill the Alpha and take over their pack?" I asked.
They kept on explaining their actions in a way that didn't make sense to me. I was growing angry and tired as the minutes passed by. They will have to be dealt with later.
"My mate, tell me about her," I asked quietly, and everyone's faces paled. There was a pin-drop silence in the room. I wondered why they acted so strangely.
"Should I repeat myself?" I snarled, and the Alpha was the one who cleared his throat to speak.
"Well, her name is Adira Wade, and her father was the traitor beta," he said, and I growled at him.
"She's a spoiled girl who causes us trouble," the beta finished, his face displaying a scowl.
"Why was she serving when her rank is high?" Aspen asked.
"I think I saw one of her peers taunt her too," my gamma, Jett, said.
"Well, she... um... does some work for the pack, like- like everyone else," he stammered in his words.
"And about the bullying well, she fights back, she is one of our finest female warriors."
I chuckled humorlessly.
"So you let anyone bully her because she's a warrior, what the fuck?" Aspen said, shaking his head. I was furious.
"Her parents were traitors to the pack so you can't expect her to be treated like any other member. We are wary that she can—," I didn't let him finish his sentence. I had him against the wall, choking the life out of him.
"Did you imprison her after the death of her parents?" His face paled even more when I asked that. I also noticed some old scars on her body.
"No, we didn't, King Wyatt. We only questioned her and let her go when we couldn't find evidence," he croaked.
"But you allowed your pack to treat a twenty-year-old like trash," I growled.
"My king, it's not like that at all. Yes, there have been some incidents with her peers, but all parties were punished," Beta Steven explained, his voice trembling. The Alpha's face was now turning blue, and I threw him against a chair. He landed on the floor with a satisfying noise. I left the room and went to the guest bedroom where my mate was. I found her sleeping in a position I didn't leave her in.
Bet she'll be getting more than half the size of the bed. I chuckled and stroked her hair. After taking a cold shower, I got in bed with her and I allowed her scent to lure me to sleep.
