Choosing Mr. Destiny - Chapter 23: Chapter 23

Arthur's POV
After I had the talk with my parents, I headed back to my office to do some paperwork that was waiting to be attended. As I was busy reading and signing, something caught my attention after I started working on my fifth file. A pack with less than 250 members was asking for an alliance with our pack. But what's weird is that, this pack was notorious for being ruthless to their omegas. As what we've gathered from other packs, they said the Dark Forrest Pack treats their omegas like dirt and use them for sexual entertainment, which if you ask me, is just utter bullsh*t.
Everyone knows that the Omega's population is deteriorating in an alarming pace as what the High Council have said. So we have to treat them as best as we could. But obviously, some packs just have retarded minds who obviously doesn't care at all.
But not my pack. The omegas here are treated like precious treasures needed to be protected. We know we have to take good care of them as to what we've known about their decreasing numbers. We know we have to protect them knowing some hunters have decided to target them down merely because of their status. Omegas are known to be in the bottom of the werewolf kind and now the brainless hunters wanted to hunt them down for trophy. But even so, that doesn't make them targets for those ruthless and merciless hunters, or to anyone, because no one deserves to be targeted down for no damn reason.
That's why here in my pack, omegas are protected and never been treated like dirt. And I make sure every member residing inside my pack knows not to harm one. All 20 omegas that are members of my pack are living in peace who have decided to serve the pack. Some wanted to be the pack's cook, some wanted to do the house work, and some wanted to be a warrior. But we always tell them that it will be dangerous for them if they decided to be one of the pack's protectors. However, that doesn't stop them. They said they also wanted to protect the pack, and just because they're known to be the weak ones, doesn't mean they aren't able to fight. And I know they are right. We should treat everyone equally and we shouldn't judge someone by their ranks.
And because of that, I decided to train them to become a warrior or for their self protection and defense. That's why here in my pack, omegas can seriously kick someone's ass if they tried to mess with them. And I am very proud.
As I scanned through the file about this pack asking for an alliance, I decided to consult my beta and third in command for their opinions so we could all agree or disagree whether we accept the alliance or not. I figured it will affect our reputation as a pack if I allied with them, so consulting my fellow high ranked folks is the best way to go.
Closing the file and setting it aside for the time being, I checked my phone momentarily before taking a deep breath.
When I was about to stand up from my desk chair, someone knocked on my office door.
"Alpha. It's Brandon." He said as I leaned back down on my chair.
What a perfect timing. I thought.
"Come on in." I answered and Brandon opened the door.
After he walked in and closed the door behind him, he went straight to the seat in front of my desk and handed me some more papers which I'm assuming are the informations I needed about who this Connor guy really is.
"All the information you needed in one folder." Brandon said proudly.
"Have you read it yet?" I asked while separating the file regarding to Dark Forrest Pack asking for an alliance.
I opened the folder Brandon handed me and began reading the texts printed on the thin sheet of bond paper.
"Some of it yes," He replied with a shrug.
"Anything suspicious?" I asked while still scanning the file he gave me.
"Read it for yourself."
"What the hell do you think I'm doing?" I deadpanned.
"Well then stop asking if you're already reading it, stupid." He retorted back making me send him a glare.
Without sending him another reply, I continued the task at hand.
Connor Jamieson is 23 years old and 6'2 tall. He had a tan complexion and well toned body. He's born and raised from Colorado. His father's name is Walter Jamieson and his mother's name is Emerald Jamieson. He have 4 siblings and Connor is the eldest. The second born is Jade who is 21 years old, the third born is Amethyst who is 19, and the youngest is Sapphire who is only 10 years old.
As I went on with reading their informations, there I saw that Connor's father was once the Beta of Blood Sunset Pack that have 300 or more pack members. And after Connor turned 18, he was acquainted to be in his father's place as their pack's Beta. But another thing has caught my attention. I read that after 8 months Connor decided to give up his Beta title and gave it to his best friend named Gregory Osborn, temporarily. And what caught me off guard was the reason why Connor decided to do what he did.
As I continued on the information, I read that during Connor's 8th month being their pack's Beta, one of their elders called him for a conversation with their pack's Alpha and some other high ranking pack members including the Luna.
According to what was written on the paper, It said that one of the pack's elders have sensed that something was wrong with Connor, and that it needed to be addressed as soon as possible in order for his Beta title to stay on his name. Horian, one of the elders stood and said without hesitation that Connor was born to be a Wanderer. Meaning he is born with out his other half or mate and was destined to be wandering around looking for his soul purpose. Horian also added that he is also destined to be someone's protector and that he is suppose to be looking for this person and do what he was born to do, protect this person with his life. As Horian finished explaining those things to everyone, another elder named Frodilia stood and faced Connor with a blank face. Frodilia stated that because Connor was born mateless, he isn't able to give an heir as the Beta for the next generation and for the future of their pack that's why the Alpha, Luna, elders, and other high ranked members decided to ask Connor if he is willing to give up his title and do what he was destined to do.
But Connor declined according to what the paper had said. Connor was shocked to know as to what the elders have declared but the elders are also well aware that Connor already knew what he was in the first place, but he decided to keep it to himself.
Connor tried defending himself and his title but as what the elders said, they can't let a destined wanderer to be a pack's beta. And their reasoning was, wanderers aren't allowed to be holding a title because that's not what the moon goddess has destined him to be. Wanderers are supposed to be a lone werewolf searching for his person needed to be protected, and not a pack's Beta or any high ranking titles in the pack.
But Connor stated that he is not a wanderer and he's going to prove it. With what he said, the high rankings and elders decided to give him a chance to prove that what the elders have known are wrong. They gave him the time to go find his mate and return with an heir that has Beta's blood running through his pup's veins. And the elders also warned him that he can't return with an heir that wasn't from his mate. He can't just choose a random female and decided to impregnate her just so he can provide the heir for his beta title. The elders are too clever not to notice something is wrong if ever Connor decided to trick them.
So Connor made a decision to give his title to his friend Greg temporarily while he search the globe for his mate, or his soul purpose if ever what the elders said that he's wanderer was the truth.
And that information explains everything.
Connor thinks that Ash was his mate, and now he's desperate to get married so he can claim Ash and provide the heir that his pack's elders have asked.
But if he's a wanderer then why does he thinks that Ash is his mate while I feel the pull and mate bond towards Ash? Does this mean we share the same mate?
But that's not possible. Werewolves are very possessive, and knowing an Alpha and a Beta shares the same mate would not end well. Or maybe it will?
It's highly impossible that a Beta and an Alpha shares the same mate. But I do know that in our world, sometimes twins, or triplets shares one mate. And obviously, Connor and I are far from being related. I even hate the guy to the very guts and now this situation makes me think he's related to me? That's just beyond crazy.
Also, sharing one mate will not work with me and that is a simple fact. A Beta sharing an Alpha's mate would only cause conflicts and fights and I don't want that.
I want a simple life with my mate. With him being the pack's Luna and me being the Alpha, watching and taking care of the pack won't be as hard as before. And what more if we finally have our pups running around the pack house? That would be such an amazing thing to have.
But right now, I have to deal with Connor and why he's claiming my mate, his mate. I want to know the truth if he really is a wanderer or not.
But how?
"What's wrong Alpha?" Brandon asked making me look up at him from the folder I was reading.
"Nothing. Just thinking is all."
"Is it because of Connor being a wanderer? Or is it because of him claiming your mate, his mate?" He asked with furrowed brows.
"Both, I guess." I answered in all honesty since that was exactly what I was thinking.
Brandon sighed. "What about you ask elder Delsiah? You know, maybe we can get some important answers regarding if what Connor's elder have said was the truth, just to make sure."
I nodded understandingly. "Maybe that'll work. Delsiah is never wrong when he senses something from someone." I told him and he also nodded his head.
"I know." He simply replied.
I stood up from my office chair with the folder in my hand and walked towards the door.
"Hey where are you going?" Brandon asked standing up from his seat.
"To elder Delsiah's place." I replied while walking out into the hallway.
"Oh okay. Wait for me." He said closing the door behind him.
After he catch up with walking next to me, we walked out of the pack house and into the path leading to Delsiah's place.
"So what if Ash really was Connor's mate? Then does it mean you have to share a mate with him?" Brandon asked beside me.
"I don't know Brandon but I sure hope not." I replied without giving him a glance.
"Better prepare yourself, man. You may not like what's coming." He warned making me turn my attention to him.
"I know."
After three minutes of walk, we finally made it to where elder Delsiah lives. Stepping in front of his door, I gently knocked thrice before it opened revealing elder Delsiah in nothing but his pajamas.
Oh did I mention elder Delsiah is not literally an elder per say? He's actually the same age as me but was born with so many gifts that the council declared him as an elder in such a young age. According to the council, there was no elder younger than 24 after the last one died 500 years ago. So basically, Delsiah is the youngest elder after 500 years, which also makes him a valuable target for hunters since he's gifted with supernatural powers no one else possesses.
"Sup." Delsiah said while scratching his buttocks looking like he just got out of bed.
"I need your help elder Delsiah." I asked respectfully. He may be the same age as me but knowing he's an elder, we should give him all our respect.
His eyebrows perked up before his eyes landed on the folder I was taking hold of.
"It's important elder." I continued. "I just need your answers."
He sighed.
"Fine. But will you stop with the elder Delsiah call. I'm the same age as you, you know that right?" He asked.
I nodded my head.
"But you're one of the pack's elders so we should be calling you that." I reasoned out but he only rolled his eyes.
"Do I really look that old to be one of those 70 year older pervs? I feel so offended." He stated while placing a hand on his chest pretending to be offended.
"That's not what I meant elder...." I wasn't able to finish when Delsiah cut me off.
"Ughh. One more time with the elder calling and I will literally cut you off. But this time it will be your precious little baby maker hanging in your lower middle region. Get it?" He warned and I know he's completely capable of doing so, knowing he have those powers. He can easily cut it off without sparing the balls.
"Oh I won't spare the balls alright." He added and I mentally slapped myself for forgetting that he can read minds like he was just reading a freaking magazine.
"What magazine? Vogue or Men's health?" He added with a smirk which in return, making me and Brandon groan.
I also forgot to mention that he can be the most irritating and annoying person you could ever encounter your whole life.
"Fine. What can I help you guys with?" He said rolling his eyes once again.
I handed him the folder but he just stared at it.
I guess he's doing some magic.
"Uh aren't you guys coming in or you want me to bring my chair and desk here at my porch?" He asked nicely making me internally groan again.
Brandon and I made a move to get inside his house and he opened the door wider in order for us to get in.
We walked into his living room and sat at the couch with Brandon sitting silently beside me while elde.... Delsiah sat on his seat across from us.
He opened the folder and began reading it. While as for me and Brandon, we just remained seated there waiting patiently for him to finish reading it all.
"So what seems to be the problem?" He asked.
"This Connor Jamieson that the paper said was claiming my mate to be his mate." I answered straight to the point.
"Oh. Shocking." Delsiah stated.
"And I just want to know if he really is a wanderer." I finished.
He nodded his head enthusiastically. "I see." He said while examining the paper once again. "Well then, to tell you simply, he really is a Wanderer." He announced making me look at Brandon beside me.
"Are you sure?" Brandon asked which made Delsiah eye him with death swimming in his pupils.
Uh-oh.
"Oh am I sure? Well let me tell you this, mister. You came knocking into my house asking for help and here you are questioning me if I was sure? B*tch please, I'm the best one you have and will ever have. So you're just going to doubt me, might as well ask someone else. Plus, I'm sexy as hell." He said sarcastically making Brandon open his mouth in disbelief.
As for Delsiah, he continued reading the paper again leaving us sitting across from him in complete silence.
"Oh, and please close your mouth Brandon. Your mate might get mad at me if I can't help but take a bite at it." He said without looking away from the paper he's reading, which in turn made Brandon close his mouth quickly.
Damn, this guy is really something.
"And please enough with the Delsiah and call me Delly instead. That way it made me sound delectable." He stated making me and Brandon shudder which Delsiah only giggled in a very feminine way.
"Anyway, on a serious note. I am one hundred percent sure that Connor is indeed a Wanderer. And what he's claiming that your mate is his mate is utter bunny sh*t." He simply said with a straight face.
I let out a sigh and nodded. "Thank you. I'm really glad that I don't have to share my mate if ever what he's claiming was true." I admitted.
"Well, an Alpha and a Beta sharing a mate sounds kinky as hell, but in reality, it's very unlikely to happen." He stated with a smile.
"That's good to hear then." I told him with a relieved smile.
"Which one? The kinky part or the 'unlikely going to happen part'?" He asked smirking.
I frowned. "The second one."
"Oh. Bummer." He said with a pout.
Brandon stood and gave Delsiah a smile. Which was obviously very forced.
"That would be it Delsiah thank....." Brandon said but was cut off.
"Do you wanna get cut in the middles Brandon? I'll cut the balls too as a freebie." Delly said making Brandon shudder at the thought of loosing his sausages and meatballs.
"Delly. I meant Delly. Thank you by the way. You know, for the help." Brandon said sounding nervous.
Delly smiled innocently at him then to me.
"Is that all?" He asked still smiling.
"Yes. That would be all. Thank you Delsi.... Delly. Thank you Delly." I said and immediately corrected myself before something started that was related to cutting.
Delly beamed happily. "You're welcome Alpha Arthur. And If you ever need anything or any help at all, just come and knock on my door." He said with the same smile. "I'm not flirting, I swear." He added making me mentally shake my head at his antics.
"Okay. So we'll go ahead." I stated while standing up from the couch.
"Sure."
And with that, I walked out the front door and into the path heading back to the pack house.
Who knew dealing with an elder like Delsiah would be such a pain in the ass.
"I HEARD THAT!" Delsiah shouted behind me making me bolt into a full on sprint.
The f*ck. He can still read someone's mind even almost a mile away?
That's freaking sick.
"WHAT CAN I SAY, I'M SEXY AS HELL." He shouted once again.
No connection at all, but I'll just let him be.
After we made it back to the pack house, I went straight to my office and called my third in command and head warrior.
If Connor have decided to claim a mate that was obviously not his, then I will make him see his dealing with the wrong person.
I've waited for so long to have my mate by my side and now that he's finally near my grasp, I won't let a f*cking wanderer to take him away from me.
I'll kill him if I had to, and that is not a lie.
He had taken so much time from me getting to know my mate. And I'll do anything just to have Ash by my side as soon as possible before it's all too late.
"Alpha, you called us?" Said Chandler with Lukas standing close behind him.
"Yes. I just wanted to discuss something important." I told them.
With that, the both of them took a seat on the couch near my desk.
"What about Alpha?" Lukas chimed in.
"Operation Mate pursuit." I stated with a smirk.
"Exciting." Brandon said with clasped hands while wearing a grin.
"I'm in." Chandler chirped.
"Same here." Said Lukas.
"Great. Let's get started shall we?"