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Her clothes were packed, her bag light with necessities and few things to snack on through the night journey. But there was one thing she could not leave without - a letter to the Alpha. Her hand shook as she penned the words, her heart heavy with regret and resolve.

After she was done penning down her words, she sealed it. She crept from her room, her footsteps quiet and careful. The pack was by now silent, the night guards asleep at their posts with their individual torches flickering in the darkness.

Alexia moved like a shadow, and then she was past the gate, the moonlight her only guide in the darkness. She moved through the woods, her feet crunching on the leaves, hoping she wouldn't wound herself when she hasn't even been halfway.

"I'm not afraid. I am strong. I will make it home."

But her footsteps faltered, her chants ceasing. Then she saw it, a figure moving through the trees, its shape darker than the night itself.

"Run!" Her mind screamed, her feet rooted to the ground.

And so Alexia fled, her body moving with a speed she never knew she possessed, her heart beating with a fury and desperation that drove her onward as she weaved through the trees, her feet a blur of movement as she paved way for herself.

Alexia pushed onward, the dawn light breaking through the trees, her legs aching with exhaustion for the past hours. But she saw it then, the sight she had longed for just as she was getting tired of the long run.

The pack gates, looming ahead, her home. She ran faster, and then she was there, her hand slamming against the gates, her body shaking with exhaustion from the long run.

"Open the gates!" She yelled aloud on the top of her voice. "Open the gates, I'm home!"

The gates creaked open, and Alexia stumbled forward, her knees hitting the ground, immediately.

"Let's get you to bed, Princess Alexia," One of the maids rushed out, followed by the rest. "We'll tend to your wounds and your exhaustion."

Alexia nodded, her eyes fixed on her mother's face who stood across from her, staring blankly back at her. She let the maid help her to her feet.

The physician came back when morning fully came. He examined her wounds, his eyes fixed on the healing that was already taking place on her. He also began to tend to her injuries.

He watched her sleep for a while before taking his leave, leaving her to take a full rest.

When she woke up, she found her mother by her bed. "I've brought you some food."

She handed Alexia a bowl of warm soup, silencing her before she could speak. "You don't need to tell me anything. Just eat and rest."

Two days later and Alexia could be found seated in between the council, for the meeting her father was going to be having. She wasn't even properly healed, he knew that but brought her over. Although she's thankful neither of her parents asked her why she was home, as she wouldn't know what lie to lie.

"My daughter. You are the future of our pack, and you must learn the ways of leadership. You will join us in these meetings, and you will learn to listen and to speak. You will learn to lead, my daughter, for that is your destiny."

"Was I a fool?" she thought to herself. "Did I act in haste, abandoning the Alpha for a simple threat from his mother?"

She watched the council members argue and debate, their voices filling the chamber when all she wanted was to rise up and leave.

***

As Alexia stepped into the pack, a servant rushed forward, a letter in his hand.

"For you, Princess. It was sent from the Alpha of the Cold Moon Pack." He told her, panting heavily as he made a stop before her.
Alexia took the letter, wondering what it content was.

Her eyes roamed through the words, her silence deepening as she reached toward the end of the letter.

"Call the carriage!" She said, rushing into her room to grab her phone. "I must go to the Cold Moon Pack at once."

The servant nodded, and went to do as instructed.

Alexia rode in the carriage, her heart beating a steady rhythm of fear. She should have used her parents her for a faster ride, she just wasn't used to it... the wealth yet.

She know the contents of the letter, her hands trembled as she closed back the seal, taking her eyes off it as she recites what she has read over again in her head.

'It pains me to write these words, but I am terribly ill. The healers say I will not live much longer, and I fear for the future of our pack.
You are the only one who can save us, Alexia. Return to the palace at once. Don't forget, you are the only one who can heal me.'

Alexia rushed into the pack when they reached, not with the slightest idea she dropped her phone off in the carriage, the letter the only thing she took with her.

She searched the corridors, her eyes wild with desperation, her mind filled with images of the Alpha, dying and weak. How? What happened to him during the space of her departure from here?

Just as she was about to turn away and search the last floor, she saw him inside one of the rooms- the one that was once hers- his back turned to her, his shoulders broad and strong, rather than the witness she was expecting.

Her eyes dilating. He's not on the sick bed.

"Steele!" she yelled, throwing away the formalities. "You lied to me. Oh, really? Take a look at yourself. You are not dying."

"Why did you leave?" Rather than answering her, he asked one of his own questions. "Did you not find my palace to your liking, my darling Princess?" He teased her, mockingly but she didn't get the joke.

Alexia's face flushed with anger, her eyes fixed on the Alpha's face wishing she had what it take to punch at it. At his handsome face. No doubt, a decade of sentence shall await her.

"Your mother doesn't seem to want my presence. I had to leave if I don't want to hinder things between you and your mother." She explained, throwing the letter on the floor and stepping on it.

The Alpha laughed, his eyes gleaming with amusement at her fear. Everyone always found his mother scary but not him. To the best of his understand, his mother can't hurt a fly.

"You should not believe everything you hear," he said, his voice a purr of pleasure.

He took her by the arm, his grip strong and relentless, his body a wall she couldn't push at even if she did tried. He led her to back to her room, and kicked the door close behind him, before saying with finality.

"You will never leave again,"

****
Weeks passed, the Alpha gone on business meeting, causing the pack house's silence and stillness. Alexia moved through the corridors like a ghost, her footsteps light and hesitant, feeling filled some kind of strange and terrible longing.

She missed him, the Alpha. His presence, his voice, his reassurances.

**

The day's meetings had been long and tedious, and the Alpha found himself leaning against the stone balcony of his chambers, the last drag of his cigarette wreathing smoke into the night air. Just as he was about to toss the stub over the edge, a lithe figure slinked out of the shadows, the lacy fabric of her negligee barely concealing her curves.

“Alpha, Steele. You've worked hard today. Why don’t you let me help you unwind?” She purred seductively at the entrance.

Steele, accustomed to being desired, barely spared the woman a glance as he blew the last remnants of smoke away. "Not tonight," He said, dismissing her with a casual wave of his hand.

But the woman wasn't having it. She advanced toward him, a smile curling on her painted lips.

“Alpha, surely you wouldn't turn down a little harmless fun? After all, a powerful man like you deserves a bit of relaxation.” She stated, pushing her breasts more forward, almost spilling it out of her dress.

He smirked at her persistence, but his mind was already drifting back to Alexia.

Hus smile faded into a tight-lipped expression, his gaze finally meeting hers.

“There are other ways to unwind,” Disinterested, he pointed hee the exit. "Now, please excuse me. I'm not in the mood for... company."

The woman faltered for a moment, taken aback by the rejection. But she quickly recovered, narrowing her eyes in defiance. She better succeed on she wouldn't get paid tonight.

"It's a shame that Alexia hasn't warmed up to you yet." She strike the first blow, attempting to gain his attention.

Which she dis. He immediately stopped in his track. How did he know her?

The Alpha’s eyes darkened at the mention of of her, and he leaned forward, his fingers curling around the stone railing with a steely grip.

“Is that what brought you here tonight?” he asked her, his voice low and dangerous as he taunt. “Gossiping about my private life?”

"I thought that...."

“You thought that what?” the Alpha growled, his teeth bared in a snarl.

“That I’m just some feral beast, driven by my baser instincts?”

She fell into speechlessness, her eyes now running with fear as Steele stalked towards her, his body vibrating with barely suppressed rage.

“I’ve had enough of your kind for one night,” He said, his eyes flashing. “Leave, before I lose my patience.

With a shove, the Alpha pushed the woman away from him, her body stumbling back into the darkness of the hotel's corridors.

“Get out!” He bellowed.

The woman scrambled to her feet, her face drenched by humiliation as she fled.

When she was gone, Steele leaned against the railing again, his hands gripping the stone tight enough to turn his knuckles white. He closed his eyes, drawing in a deep breath, struggling to calm the beast within him.

His closed his eyes and reached out, his mind effortlessly connecting to his business associate's through the mind link.

"Why would you do that?" He demanded, furious. "I expect better from you, Myron."

The Alpha felt his associate flinch, but there was no hesitation in his response. “I apologize, Alpha. It was not my intention to offend you. I merely thought that, given the..."

"Given the fact that your mate, Alexia is... resistant. I thought some... distraction might serve to appease your instincts." He tried to defend himself and Steele only became more angry.

"I am not some wild animal, driven by my urges. I have self-control. And if I wanted... amusement, I would seek it out myself."

He felt Myron's mindscape tense, then relax, the mind link becoming taut with tension. "You are correct, of course."

"This will not happen again, Alpha."

The Alpha's anger started to abate, his rage subsiding as his associate's words sank in. 'How was he able to get information regarding his mate? The lady too.' He wondered.

"Do not let this happen again. And perhaps next time, you should consider whether your judgment has been clouded by your own desires."

As the connection severed, Steele's mood and his thoughts was still not shifting to something else.

Unbeknownst to him, Myron's mind was already alight with devious scheming. Luna Celeste paced in her chambers, in turmoil. Her plans to get a lady to seduce Steele had failed.

But then, the mind link conversation to Myron flashed into her mind. "Steele didn't fall for the trap." He had told her his mental as disappointed as she was now.

Whereas Steele was so angry that rather than the next morning he had planned to go back to his pack, he decided he's going that very night.
The Omega's Scorn and the Alpha's Chase
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