Chapter Two

The training was intense, as expected, but it was more brutal than regular pack training.

Maybe it was because every werewolf present was an Alpha, and no one wanted to submit, no one wanted to take orders from another Alpha, especially since our pack members vary.

An alpha with hundreds of pack members will not want to submit to one with not up to a hundred packs. No submission, It was against our instincts.

I fought about three Alphas a day for physical training; there was mental development that was not so much my forte because I was not an overly expressive person.

Emotional training was the one I hated the most, I hate talking about my emotions, especially since my mother died.

My father, who was the Alpha of my pack, refused to talk about her after she died, and I didn't blame him because I can only imagine what sort of pain it would be to lose a mate, especially one that you are bonded to.

When my mother was alive, I was very open about my feelings.

 I was expressive because she was always there to listen, she was always there to talk back, but the moment she died, it was like she took a part of me with her, I miss her. So, I talked about her instead.

Emotional training involves us talking about people close to us; I had to pretend I had not found my mate to avoid talking about her when I barely knew anything about her.

Every other Alpha’s in the room talked about their mate, I talked about my dead mother.

Mental training was more of how capable we were to lead the pack successfully, it was mostly a bunch of questions on what to do if any problem arises.

The training wasn’t all bad; it increased my agility and took my mind off of my mate that seemed to not want me.

I had to keep a tight leash on my wolf because all he wanted was to turn and hunt our mate down, she wouldn’t like that, so I had to keep a leash on him inside of myself.

By the end of the training, there was an assessment of who was and was not ready to lead the pack.

I must admit, it was funny seeing some Alpha cry during training, those would be staying behind to continue training until they are fit enough to lead.

Thankfully, I passed my assessment, every single one of my, even the ones I hated, like the emotional and the mental ones.

I hated the fact that they had to get into my head, but to become a leader, one has to sacrifice. Such is what I did.

The total time my training took was one month, a full moon. I was thankful, it was finished and I could go back to my pack and finally have the time to search for my mate, wherever she was hiding.

“Welcome back son”, my father greeted me as soon as I set foot on the pack lands.

“Welcome back Alpha”, the pack members bowed as a sign of respect to the newly made Alpha that was me.

“Thank you father, thank you everyone”, I bowed to my father as he was still the current Alpha and I nodded to every other pack member before going to my room to set my things down.

I couldn’t wait to see my mate. Hopefully, she would be in the village she frequents and I hope we would have enough time to get acquainted.

It was in a happy spirit that I met everyone when I got to the village. I was surprised everyone was that happy, so I asked what the special occasion was, and their response made me almost faint.

“The generous lady is getting married, everyone is happy for her”, one of the villagers told me, I was confused about who the generous lady was and who she was marrying, so I asked.

“Who is the generous lady?” I asked and I could tell that the villager was annoyed by my question, but she answered anyway, which made me happy.

There is a portrait of her and her intended in the middle of the village, you can go and check”, she said and I left without being told twice.

I prayed to the Goddess, it wouldn’t be my mate, my prayers were not answered, it was her.

She was standing elegantly in the portrait, next to an equally elegant man, the painter did her beauty no justice.

She was more gorgeous in person. Her name was written at the bottom of the portrait, Quinn. Even her name has a nice ring to it.

I had to find her, I had to confront her, I had to ask why she would do something like that, even after knowing we were mates.

Was I gone for too long? I was confused and sad and angry and all sorts of strange emotions were coursing through my veins, I needed to talk to her.

There was no way to talk to her, I couldn’t find where she was from and I was starting to get frustrated at myself until I overheard the people in the village talk about the Castle uptown recruiting workers for the Lady’s wedding ceremony.

It was my only chance to see her and set things right.

It was my fault for losing her, if I hadn’t waited to stalk her, this wouldn’t have happened.

If I had just confronted her the very first time I laid eyes on her, we would have mated and nothing of what was happening would be. It was my fault entirely.

I was happy a chance had presented itself, and I will not be stupid to let such a plan go to waste, I was willing to do all it takes to get my mate back.

I will join the group of workers to enter the castle and make her want me. Whatever it takes.