The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 152

“Meredith…”

I mumble when we’re a feet apart.

“What’s going on?”

She reaches out to caress my cheek. She smiles.

Alarm bells ring into my mind when she does this. Neither my wolf or I understand what’s happening. I try to search for her wolf for any kind of clarification but to no avail. Meredith’s wolf kept her silence as respect for her human. Whatever mutual agreement they’ve come up with clearly doesn’t benefit me seeing as I have no clue as to what is running through her mind.

“I think… I think you two are mates.”

“Meredith, that’s impossible. You know who my mate is.”

I tell her quietly. No matter how much I could wish on a star or pray at the shrine for it to be any different, nothing would change. The Moon Goddess chose to put us together only for us to realize how wrong our pairing was. Goddess, I can’t even stomach the thought that we were supposed to be mated. Just the thought of baring his mark was enough to make me sick. My wolf growls out, revulsion pulsing through us..

Meredith shakes her head, her hand falling to mine as she tightens her hold.

“No, no… listen. It might sound crazy but.”

She pauses.

“I think your bond with Locksworth is overpowering your bond with Landon.”

My eyebrows screw together. My bond with Raizel? Overpowering the bond with Landon? I wish I could automatically shut that idea down but I can’t.

It doesn’t make sense and it should be impossible but I don’t feel that way.

At this rate, nothing is truly ‘impossible‘ anymore with mate bonds.

It was impossible for a wolf to reject his or her mate, yet here I am. Living proof that it is possible with the scars and emotional trauma to prove it.

It doesn’t sound so farfetched anymore. I have to be honest when I say my connection with him was way stronger than my connection with Landon. Even before the rejection, nothing compared to the way i felt with Raizel. The pure electric desire coursing through me whenever Raizel was near was something I’ve never experienced with Landon. It’s crazy to even think that. My attraction being stronger to Raizel rather than my mate.

It’s almost taboo.

My wolf was never this attentive to him either.

If anything, Raizel was more of a mate than Landon was.

I was always confused as to why. Why I was attracted to Raizel since the moment I saw him, smelt him. The attraction was mutual too- so strong on Raizel’s side that he was convinced we were mates. He had to be if he asked me to try the test with him. Then there’s the coincidence of always

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being around him. Hestia pinning after him, our meeting, the Capital… Everything seemed way too coincidental for it to be anything other than fate.

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The Sacred Pool already determined us as not mates so why would it change now?

It isn’t something that adapts to situations. Or at least, it shouldn’t be.

“The more time you spend with him… The more intimate you get, the stronger your bond gets. It’s so strange. I’ve never mentioned it before but, my wolf recognizes you as a pair. Not just because I know you two are together now, but even before when I first saw you two at the Gala.. my wolf saw you two as a true pair. As mates. A choice in mate bonds has never happened before but…”

Meredith gives me a look of soft joy. Her hand loosens around mine as she lifts her fingers to brush the hair over my forehead.

“I think the Goddess is finally giving you a shot at happiness. There’s no harm in trying, my child.”

Although I still had my doubts, I agreed.

I’d ask Raízel to try the test with me again.

Isaac and I stood out the pack house. We’d decided to wait outside when we got word of Raizel’s location. He was due to arrive any time now, already crossing our border patrol. A few pack

members strolling by greeted and bowed their heads in respect before going on their way. An occasional conversation held here and there asking about Isaac and his extended stay here until he would return back to Cade to finish training. It was amusing to see the slight blush decorating his

cheeks when the older wolves would ask about his luck in finding his mate. Unlike me, Isaac still had yet to find his mate. Though admittedly, he told me he would much rather find her when all of this rogue nonsense ended.

He wanted to focus on avenging his pack.

Still, I feel that little dwindle of emotions his wolf runs by me when he thinks of his mate. Loneliness and hopelessness taking up most of them.

A group of pups who were playing in the fields took the time to stare up at me, nervously kicking at the ground before asking me if it’s true that Raizel was my mate. The question was completely out of place. Their mothers immediately trying to usher their pups away with mortification painting their faces. After blurting out apologies and feeling their embarrassment pricking my wolf, Lrealized that’s what everyone assumed.

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