Chapter 2

The silence in the chamber could let one hear the heartbeat of the king. It was pounding heavily, and he couldn't tell if it's anger or confusion.

Even the moon goddess knows how hard it took him to get back the throne from his father's traitor after so many years, and here is the fucking news he's getting so early.

"Anger won't solve this issue, go get my mate back to this palace." The voice of his wolf drew his mind.

He stood still. Does this wolf really know what it means to be mated to a weak werewolf instead of a strong Lycan?

"Don't be deceived Chloe, I'm not getting her back here. She's my enemy and doesn't possess any qualities of a Luna." He yelled at his wolf.

"Then get ready to lose that throne, and I won't pity you for that."

He bit his lips. "Aurora is not just a Lycan, but a strong female Lycan that can rule my pack." He added.

"Sorry, but I don't know who she is. The only one I want now is my mate, and no one else." Chloe remarked.

From the tone of his voice, Alpha Wymond could tell how irritated his wolf is. He has been longing to see his mate, and now he isn't getting to see her.

"Listen Chloe, I am going to do something stupid to that bitch you call a mate. I'm bringing Aurora to this palace before twenty days have elapsed."

"Don't be surprised that I'll take over you and do something stupid to her either. And you shouldn't make a suspicious move towards my mate, or I'll make sure you suffer till death." His wolf retorted, he was really pissed off.

"Chloe.."

"Alpha Wymond, you heard me well."

He scratched his head not knowing what to do, he stared at his throne for a while and shook his head.

"I can't afford to lose this throne, but still, I can't bring her in here as my Luna." He mumbled within him.

His wolf was quiet, just waiting to see his next action. 

He swallowed deeply and walked out of the chamber to his room, pacing around while in deep thought.

"If I kill her, things might get worse." 

"Don't even think of that Wymond." His wolf chipped in.

He bit his lower lips. "Allow me to think in peace, Chloe."

"Not when I'm staring at her bracelet on the table. I badly want to perceive the scent sye thinks she doesn't have."

Alpha Wymond glanced at the table and caught the bracelet, he moved to the table and took it.

"How will I get her here? Even if I do get her here, of what use would she be for me?" He kept tapping his foot on the floor while contemplating on what to do.

After so many minutes had elapsed, he came in conclusion.

"He will be an enslaved Luna, while I still enjoy myself with Aurora. A werewolf will never feel comfortable in this clan, I don't care if she's my mate." He muttered and hit his palm on the table.

"Take your time Wymond, you better lose this throne than make my mate a slave." His wolf blurted in anger.

He smiled. "I'll advise you to calm down Chloe, because I'll do my things the way I want it." He smiled widely.

He moved to the gong in his room and rang it, and the guards standing at his doorpost came in.

"Your majesty…" they bowed to him.

He stared at the bracelet and then handed it over to them.

"Take that bracelet to the Summit pack and give it to their king. A weak wolf less werewolf sneaked into my pack to commit theft, but escaped on the point of being caught, but this fell off her wrist." He smiled and moved closer to them. "She is beautiful with long dark hair, succulent lips and straight eyebrows. I want her in this clan within three hours, or the summit pack will be burnt to ashes."

They all bowed down to him and left the room.

He moved to the bed and got seated. "I've lost my appetite already because of this." He squeezed the bed cover.

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~ THE SUMMIT PACK ~

"Your majesty, I've sent a message to the whole pack concerning the festival. They will definitely get ready." The Alpha's beta stated.

He nodded and loosened his belt.

"You shouldn't do that for now, you have some guests from the Lycan keepers clan."

He swirled his neck backwards. "What do you mean? Is anything wrong?"

The beta shrugged his shoulders. "I can't tell, that's why you need to see them and know the reason for their coming."

The king nodded and tied back his belt, then left his room to his chamber.

The guards on mission bowed to him when he showed up, and handed the bracelet to him.

"This message is coming from Alpha Wymond. A weak wolf less werewolf sneaked into my pack to commit theft, but escaped on the point of being caught, but this fell off her wrist. She is beautiful with long dark hair, succulent lips and straight eyebrows. I want her in this clan within three hours, or the summit pack will be burnt to ashes."

Alpha Asher jumped from his seat. "First, none of my people will sneak into your pack. Second, this bracelet belongs to no one." He replied to them.

One of the guards smiled. "Sorry, but we ought to leave with the female as ordered by the Lycan king. Once we set our eyes on her, we will definitely know if she's the one."

"And I still persist that such a thing wouldn't happen. You can't just frame up a lie and expect me to believe it." The king yelled at them.

They glanced at each other and arched their brows.

"Don't forget the consequences of disobeying the Lycan king." One of the guards reminded him.

He looked off while they left the palace.

Out of anger, he threw his staff on the floor.

"Gosh! What sort of thing is this?" He breathed heavily.

He knows one female who was assigned to get vegetables for him. He could recall that a bracelet is always on her wrist… and there's no difference between it and the one shown by the guard.

"But… but… Ophelia can't leave this pack. She is so weak to even run that distance." He thought and licked his lips, then turned to his guard.

"Send a message to Ophelia, I need some vegetables to calm my nerves now." He ordered him, and he left instantly.