Chapter 25: Alaric's parents

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The voices came closer and closer until finally they stood in front of Elena and Nehora who were sitting. It was Alaric, Adelda and an unknown middle-aged man who radiated a majestic aura.

They seem surprised seeing Nehora with Elena who was sipping the tea calmly, but Adelda and Alaric seemed more surprised. Adelda glared angrily at Nehora and she looked at the pair coldly.

Adelda held Alaric's arm tightly as if he will disappear at any moment and when Nehora saw this action, her eye twitched in irritation. It seemed Adelda tried convey a message...'He is mine!'

"Elena, who is this?" the unknown handsome middle-aged man inquired as he glared at Nehora who now had a cold expression. He has amber eyes and dark hair like Alaric.

"Oh, this lovely lady! This is Nehora, an Alpha female of the Crystal Moon pack and honey don't glare at her. That's rude, no need to see her as if she's danger." Elena uttered angrily as she looked at the man who just sighed looking at his mate's angry expression.

Elena sighed, closing her eyelids for a moment before opening her eyelids and turning her attention to Nehora," I apologize for my mate's behavior and to introduce him. He is the previous king and my mate, Geist Bertillon which means l am the previous queen. l am sure you already know those two..."

Elena uttered with an awkward smile, unsure how Nehora would react to this sudden news, but Nehora kept a calm expression.

" l'm not surprised since it would have really be odd if someone with low status can be allowed in this garden as it can only be royal blooded lycans it seems." Nehora uttered as she ate one of the desserts on the plate calmly.

"Oh, so l greet the previous king." Nehora said bowing her head. Geist was skeptical as he stared at Nehora, but he just nodded, accepting Nehora' s greetings.

There were three more chairs for them sit around the circular table, but Nehora stood up immediately as Adelda, Alaric and Geist sat down.

"l'm apologize, but it's time for me to go somewhere. l need to do something." Nehora uttered calmed with cold eyes as she immediately stood up.

'Yea, b*tch. Just go away!' Adelda thought as she happily smiled.

She couldn't stand seeing Adelda and Alaric together. It just made her feel a tint of sadness and hurt. Perhaps, it was the matebond which made her feel this way.

Sweat seem to tingle Elena's cheek as she stared at Nehora with mixed feelings of sadness and nervousness.

"Aww~pity. l really did enjoy your company, dear." Elena uttered with disappointment.

Nehora sheepishly smiled, "I did as well, but l have something to do. Goodbye." Nehora said. Nehora waved her head.

Nehora left as she didn't think she could control Hestia who was fuming like a valcano which is about to explode any moment.

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In the lab of the training facility

The CMST team was just about done with the altered tech suits that were being mass produced in the lab.

The doors slid open and they all looked at the door, seeing who could it be. Only to see, it was Nehora who walked in as the door closed behind her. The team of scientists bowed their heads to their Alpha female who started to walked towards the huge monitors.

Nehora sat on one of the swivel chairs that were placed near huge monitors with codes moving on the screens. She sighed tiredly as she started to rotated the chair without care.

"Eh!..." they uttered in unison, surprised as they just saw someone walk inside the lab, only to sit down on the swivel chair and rotate it. Did she only come for that?

"Alpha, are you okay?" Rico inquired as he was done tapping on the screen of tablet which controlled the manufacturing of the tech suits.

The machine stopped working altogether and the tech suits were in big specially designed black cases, about fifty in each case.

"My relaxing time was interrupted by two peasants especially. l will be relaxing your lab for now..." Nehora said with her eyes closed and she exaggeratedly sighed a long sigh.

Veronica, Belbin, Rebecca and Rico side eyed each other before staring at Nehora who seemed relaxed and carefree.

"Is it your mate, Rosa?" Rebecca inquired, placing her gurgles above her head. She had a solemn expression with her arms crossed.

"..."

She strongly glared at Nehora pestering her to answer. Nehora felt eyes strongly staring at her which made her to tiredly glare at Rebecca.

" It's none of your business, Rebecca."

"Oh! so this only confirms l am correct and it seems you were angered seeing him with another she-wolf. Is he perhaps, a womanizer at very least? Rebecca said which made Nehora frown.

"As l said before, it's NONE of your business and l hope you understood that. Now, can l relax?"

"No, Alpha. As your su-...no, as your friends if l should say. We worry about you. Ever since, you came here...you have changed a little and don't seem like our collective, neutral and solemn Alpha female. You didn't even tell us who your mate was!" Veronica said in frustration.

"First of all, don't raise your voice to me and secondly, l'm fine."

"Is it the Lycan king?"

Nehora directed her aura, a little, at Rebecca who just inquired and she flinched. The rest of others, looked at Rebecca surprised.

"What gave you that idea?" Nehora glared at Rebecca angrily as she gnashed her teeth.

"..."

"Answer me!"

"l saw him getting out of your usual training room with torned pants in the corridor when l was going back to the lab.

It seemed he was fighting you, l mean who would dare fight him, other than the royal beta who wasn't there.

My conclusion was you fought him for what he did, which was having s*x with a she-wolf behind your back." She said lowering her head in fear.

Nehora sighed," l'm sorry for doing that, but this mate thing is just not working out, but is just an opposite from my perspective. And yes, he is my mate and l'll try to deal with it."

Veronica, Belbin and Rico's mouths were wide open," He is your mate! Rebecca didn't even tell us!" They exclaimed in unison.

"Now, can l finally relax since l told you?"

"But-!"

"Yes, you may Rosa."

Belbin said, smiling as he placed his hand on Veronica's mouth, stopping her from talking.

Veronica angrily glared at him which made him to frantically remove his hand from her mouth.

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Authoress's note:

Never let other people discourage you in anyway and move forward.