Bride of the Cursed Alpha - Chapter 46: Chapter 46
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Auren POV
Making breakfast for Lucien was calming. It helped me forget the accusations that Sable had made against me. Stealing food? Alpha Lucien’s kitchen was so vast and had so much food that no one had to resort to stealing. Her words reeked of jealousy.
I must have spaced out in my thoughts because I didn’t realize when Lucien came to stand next to me. Seeing him so near to me was doing things to me. Like an explosion of butterflies just happened in my stomach when my eyes locked with his. Suddenly, I craved his touch and stifled a whimper. Goddess. Just thinking that was enough to heat my cheeks. “Lucien?” I breathed.
His gaze dropped to my lips and his eyes darkened. “Yes?” He seemed to have spaced out too as he stared at me. My lips to be precise. Did he want to kiss me?
Shoving those stupid thoughts, I said, “I’m sorry for how I behaved in front of Lady Sable. She is an esteemed member of your pack and—”
All at once, his hand shot to my hair, capturing a thick strand and threading it slowly between his fingers. “Forget about her,” he replied. And then in a bizarre turn of events, he took the strand to his nose and inhaled it deeply, closing his eyes. When he opened them, they flashed golden. My breath lodged in my throat and I stifled a gasp because I knew it was his wolf who was trying to surface. His chest vibrated with a rumble, his fangs slipped out, and I paled in fear.
Did his wolf hate me? Sensing my fear, he immediately tucked the strand behind my ear, and his eyes returned to their normal color. “I-I’m sorry!” he said through clenched teeth. Then without a word, he turned and stormed out of the kitchen with his fists clenched on the sides.
My heart was thudding so hard that I leaned against the counter, clutching the edge. What was that? I sucked in a sharp breath. People of higher ranks were the same in every pack. I don’t know why but Sable’s and Lucien’s behaviors reminded me that I was nothing but a breeder. A means to an end. Why did Lucien leave without eating breakfast? Did I do something wrong?
With a heavy heart, I found myself exiting the kitchen, walking toward the garden and then before I knew it, I was in the forest surrounding the pack. Why was my vision blurry? I didn’t fear the beasts in the forest, I feared the wolves of the packs. My own kind was rude, ruthless, unrelenting. I don’t know how long I walked, but I stopped in a clearing that was covered with wildflowers. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and after several ragged breaths, I sank on the forest floor and sobbed. Did Lucien reject me in his own way?
Lucien POV
As I sat at the island table, Auren’s scent tugged me toward her. Before I knew, I was walking to her, and with every step, her scent wrapped around me, warm and soft, laced with something maddeningly sweet. Her hair was a tousled mess from sleep, her skin glowing in the morning light. My stomach tightened at the sight of her—barefoot and in last night’s dress that hung off her delicate shoulders, teasing glimpses of the curve of her throat, and where her neck met her shoulder. Where I’d place my mark.
My wolf stirred violently. ‘Claim her. Now.’
Like a moth to a flame, I found myself standing beside her, holding a strand of her hair. I couldn’t help inhaling her scent. A low growl rumbled in my chest when her intoxicating scent filled my lungs, seeping into my veins like wildfire. My fangs slipped out and I had this primal urge to sink my teeth into her soft skin and make her mine right now. My control was slipping faster than sand through my fingers. One more second in the kitchen and I would pin her against the counter and rut her senseless. Heat in my stomach coiled, tight and dangerous. My restraint was about to snap.
I turned sharply and stormed out of the kitchen before I did something I would regret. Because if I stayed back, there would be no stopping me.
When I reached my room, I was so furious with myself that I punched the wall, making a hole inside it with plaster splintering. How was I going to stay away from Auren if I didn’t mark her or claim her?
And if I did that, she wouldn’t survive.
The thought of killing her plagued every waking hour. How was I going to get out of this jeopardy? Why did you do this to me, moon goddess? You gave me a mate and yet you threatened me to take her away if I marked her? “Please lift this curse. I beg of you…”
Images of how Auren reacted to my wolf in the kitchen flooded my mind, coating me with guilt. I ran my fingers through my hair, letting out a rough exhale. I dashed back to the kitchen to say sorry to her. Seriously, I had fought battles, fought rogues and planned massive financial coups, but at this moment, I was utterly lost. I had never apologized to anyone in my life, so my mind was conjuring different ways to say sorry to her for my sudden reaction.
‘You scared our mate!’ I chided Remus.
‘Then claim her!’ he growled back.
As luck would have it, Auren wasn't in the kitchen. Vivi was there, discussing the menu for the day with an omega. “Where’s Auren?” I asked with my brows furrowing.
Vivi shrugged. “I didn’t see her Alpha Lucien.”
I exhaled in frustration. Opening my mind link, I asked Tarian, ‘Did you see Auren?’
‘No,’ he replied back with a grunt. ‘What happened?’
Tom entered the kitchen, and I asked him.
“I saw her in the garden,” he said.
I rushed to the garden, but she was nowhere to be found. Where did she disappear? Dark thoughts fogged my mind. Raw panic clawed through my chest. My wolf howled frantically inside me. ‘Find her! She could be in danger?’ My world tilted into chaos. A violent need to find her, protect her, surged through me.
Maybe she had gone to her room. I dashed back to her room only to find it empty. Like a mad wolf, I checked every nook and corner of my house—the living room, the dining area, the attic and even the basement, but I couldn’t pick up her scent. Every negative emotion crashed inside me in a thousand times amplified version.
My Auren, my mate—she was somewhere out there, hungry, hurt and alone. She needed me. Did she leave me?
I lost my mind. “No!” I shouted with a violent shudder. My pack was huge, and so even if she decided to leave me, I was sure that she would be within my pack’s territory. Opening my mind link, I shouted to every patrol party out there, ‘Find Auren!’
A horrible thought came to my mind. Did she go to the forest? What if she encountered shadow wolves out there? No, God, no.
And then I ran toward the forest.
Making breakfast for Lucien was calming. It helped me forget the accusations that Sable had made against me. Stealing food? Alpha Lucien’s kitchen was so vast and had so much food that no one had to resort to stealing. Her words reeked of jealousy.
I must have spaced out in my thoughts because I didn’t realize when Lucien came to stand next to me. Seeing him so near to me was doing things to me. Like an explosion of butterflies just happened in my stomach when my eyes locked with his. Suddenly, I craved his touch and stifled a whimper. Goddess. Just thinking that was enough to heat my cheeks. “Lucien?” I breathed.
His gaze dropped to my lips and his eyes darkened. “Yes?” He seemed to have spaced out too as he stared at me. My lips to be precise. Did he want to kiss me?
Shoving those stupid thoughts, I said, “I’m sorry for how I behaved in front of Lady Sable. She is an esteemed member of your pack and—”
All at once, his hand shot to my hair, capturing a thick strand and threading it slowly between his fingers. “Forget about her,” he replied. And then in a bizarre turn of events, he took the strand to his nose and inhaled it deeply, closing his eyes. When he opened them, they flashed golden. My breath lodged in my throat and I stifled a gasp because I knew it was his wolf who was trying to surface. His chest vibrated with a rumble, his fangs slipped out, and I paled in fear.
Did his wolf hate me? Sensing my fear, he immediately tucked the strand behind my ear, and his eyes returned to their normal color. “I-I’m sorry!” he said through clenched teeth. Then without a word, he turned and stormed out of the kitchen with his fists clenched on the sides.
My heart was thudding so hard that I leaned against the counter, clutching the edge. What was that? I sucked in a sharp breath. People of higher ranks were the same in every pack. I don’t know why but Sable’s and Lucien’s behaviors reminded me that I was nothing but a breeder. A means to an end. Why did Lucien leave without eating breakfast? Did I do something wrong?
With a heavy heart, I found myself exiting the kitchen, walking toward the garden and then before I knew it, I was in the forest surrounding the pack. Why was my vision blurry? I didn’t fear the beasts in the forest, I feared the wolves of the packs. My own kind was rude, ruthless, unrelenting. I don’t know how long I walked, but I stopped in a clearing that was covered with wildflowers. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and after several ragged breaths, I sank on the forest floor and sobbed. Did Lucien reject me in his own way?
Lucien POV
As I sat at the island table, Auren’s scent tugged me toward her. Before I knew, I was walking to her, and with every step, her scent wrapped around me, warm and soft, laced with something maddeningly sweet. Her hair was a tousled mess from sleep, her skin glowing in the morning light. My stomach tightened at the sight of her—barefoot and in last night’s dress that hung off her delicate shoulders, teasing glimpses of the curve of her throat, and where her neck met her shoulder. Where I’d place my mark.
My wolf stirred violently. ‘Claim her. Now.’
Like a moth to a flame, I found myself standing beside her, holding a strand of her hair. I couldn’t help inhaling her scent. A low growl rumbled in my chest when her intoxicating scent filled my lungs, seeping into my veins like wildfire. My fangs slipped out and I had this primal urge to sink my teeth into her soft skin and make her mine right now. My control was slipping faster than sand through my fingers. One more second in the kitchen and I would pin her against the counter and rut her senseless. Heat in my stomach coiled, tight and dangerous. My restraint was about to snap.
I turned sharply and stormed out of the kitchen before I did something I would regret. Because if I stayed back, there would be no stopping me.
When I reached my room, I was so furious with myself that I punched the wall, making a hole inside it with plaster splintering. How was I going to stay away from Auren if I didn’t mark her or claim her?
And if I did that, she wouldn’t survive.
The thought of killing her plagued every waking hour. How was I going to get out of this jeopardy? Why did you do this to me, moon goddess? You gave me a mate and yet you threatened me to take her away if I marked her? “Please lift this curse. I beg of you…”
Images of how Auren reacted to my wolf in the kitchen flooded my mind, coating me with guilt. I ran my fingers through my hair, letting out a rough exhale. I dashed back to the kitchen to say sorry to her. Seriously, I had fought battles, fought rogues and planned massive financial coups, but at this moment, I was utterly lost. I had never apologized to anyone in my life, so my mind was conjuring different ways to say sorry to her for my sudden reaction.
‘You scared our mate!’ I chided Remus.
‘Then claim her!’ he growled back.
As luck would have it, Auren wasn't in the kitchen. Vivi was there, discussing the menu for the day with an omega. “Where’s Auren?” I asked with my brows furrowing.
Vivi shrugged. “I didn’t see her Alpha Lucien.”
I exhaled in frustration. Opening my mind link, I asked Tarian, ‘Did you see Auren?’
‘No,’ he replied back with a grunt. ‘What happened?’
Tom entered the kitchen, and I asked him.
“I saw her in the garden,” he said.
I rushed to the garden, but she was nowhere to be found. Where did she disappear? Dark thoughts fogged my mind. Raw panic clawed through my chest. My wolf howled frantically inside me. ‘Find her! She could be in danger?’ My world tilted into chaos. A violent need to find her, protect her, surged through me.
Maybe she had gone to her room. I dashed back to her room only to find it empty. Like a mad wolf, I checked every nook and corner of my house—the living room, the dining area, the attic and even the basement, but I couldn’t pick up her scent. Every negative emotion crashed inside me in a thousand times amplified version.
My Auren, my mate—she was somewhere out there, hungry, hurt and alone. She needed me. Did she leave me?
I lost my mind. “No!” I shouted with a violent shudder. My pack was huge, and so even if she decided to leave me, I was sure that she would be within my pack’s territory. Opening my mind link, I shouted to every patrol party out there, ‘Find Auren!’
A horrible thought came to my mind. Did she go to the forest? What if she encountered shadow wolves out there? No, God, no.
And then I ran toward the forest.
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