My Eternal Mate

LYRA

I had just walked down the last step on the stairs when I witnessed Alexander tear at the unfamiliar wolf's throat, killing him in a swift motion.

I gasped, bringing my hands to cover my mouth at the shock that sprung through me. Alexander's head snapped up in my direction the second he heard me, and he immediately dropped the lifeless stranger on to the ground before he rushed to embrace me.

"Who was that?" I whispered, as Alexander wrapped his arms around me tightly.

"We are leaving," he told me, after pulling away to examine me as if to check if I was alright. "You are not safe here."

"What do you mean?" I asked, in pure terror, my brows knitted as I eyed him.

His eyes were charcoal, his jaw squared. "Baby, I do not know who that was," he elaborated, his voice hard. "I have to send you to the underground until I can make sense of what is happening."

"I'm not going," I informed him, crossing my arms.

"Lyra, I do not have time for this conversation," he growled, narrowing his dark eyes at me. "You are going and that is final."

I didn't have time to argue with him when he tightened the night gown around me and guided me out of our house. He was only wearing a pair of boxers, but that was clearly not his biggest concern. It was, however, my wolf's main problem right now. But I ignored her.

It was dark outside, but I could already see Dyami rushing over, with a couple of men from the pack behind him.

"Luna," he acknowledged me, bowing his head slightly before he turned to Alexander. "I was returning home when Adam notified me that something was off."

"Why did you not tell me right away?" Alexander boomed, his voice angry.

"I didn't have time," Dyami responded, his jaw clenched. "By the time I reached the grounds, a couple of wolves had trespassed. How one of them managed to reach the pack house is quite concerning."

"Where are the other wolves?"

"Dead," the beta responded. "They shouldn't have been able to trespass with the amount of guards on shift, but I believe someone helped them."

Alexander snarled, making me snap my head up to glance at him. His canines were visible, his eyes dark and intense. I placed my hand over his nude chest, to try and calm his wolf.

His gaze landed on me, with brows pulled together and concerned eyes. "You have to go, baby," he urged, his voice pained. "I need to make sure that you are safe before I can protect the pack. Please."

"How often have I been safe in that underground?" I asked, my voice low but there was definitely a hint of frustration to it. "I am safer with you, you know that."

Alexander narrowed his eyes, and at first, I genuinely thought he was going to agree, but then he shook his head.

"No, Lyra. I will not risk it," he said, adamantly. "You will join the pups and the she-wolves in the underground."

I scoffed, but decided to listen to my wolf, knowing damn well that if anything, I would keep the members in the underground safe if anything was to happen— which I had a good feeling would.

I couldn't remember a time when I had been placed in those stupid cells and actually been safe. It bothered me that Alexander was blinded to that.

'I am sorry. I wish I could have you by my side but it will only distract me. Forgive me, my Luna,' Alexander told me in the mind-link, he must have noticed the disgust on my face.

I nodded once to let him know that I was actually going to follow his orders, before he engulfed me in his tight embrace, inhaling my scent in the process.

'I love you. If anything happens, call for me immediately. Alright?' He then pecked my head hard, before he released me in time for one of the head guards to come and guide me away.

'I love you too. Please, be careful,' I told Alexander in our mind-link, and caught a glimpse of his eyes on me before I disappeared from the area.

Emma, the head guard of the she-wolf fighters, was blabbering on about safety instructions and how I had to remain put in the underground to ensure my safety.

I wasn't sure what was happening exactly, but it had to do something with Sirius Pack. Jonathan, the Alpha of that pack, was almost like a father figure to Alexander. Thus, the fact that his beta and the beta's wife wanted war between the packs, made things messy.

Despite Jonathan's friendship with his beta, he had given Alexander the green light to go ahead and kill his beta as it meant the beta had disobeyed his words of leaving Silver Crescent alone. Jonathan did not want war, especially not against a pack that belonged to his former best friend whom he had promised to that he would protect his son.

It was all a mess. But given that Alexander had informed me that the pack holds some of the strongest fighters, I was praying to the moon Goddess that my mate returned to me safely. I wasn't too worried, since the Alpha blood in him would protect him, but I was still on edge.

At the underground, I was completely shocked to find the cells empty. I knew instantly that something was not right, and it seemed to finally shut Emma up too. She had talked all the way here, frankly, giving me a headache.

“Something isn’t right,” the brunette told me, narrowing her eyes as she scanned the area. “Luna, please stay here whilst I search the cells.”

I didn’t even have time to respond to her when she disappeared through the door, leading inside of the underground cells.

‘Alexander,’ I mind-linked my mate, to see if he had any ideas what the hell was happening.

‘You alright, baby?’ he responded, quite immediately.

I was about to ask him if it was normal for the underground to be empty, when a hard force on my body had me flying across the area, only to land against a tree.

Ignoring the pain that radiated down my spine, I pulled myself up instantly and glared at the unfamiliar female standing hardly twenty metres away from me.

“You man stealer,” she spat, her eyes dark and angry. “You killed my daughter and took her family. Now, it is my turn to kill you.”

Instead of being intimidated by her, a small, dark haired middle aged woman, I actually ended up bursting out laughing, making her angrier than she already was. I killed her daughter? She had to be Jessica's mother, even though, I definitely hadn't killed her daughter.

“I don’t know where you got that false information from,” I told her, my wolf ready to kill her. “But it’s beyond me that you can trespass in to my pack, threaten me and expect to leave alive having achieved your goal.”

The woman didn’t spare another second before she shifted to her brown wolf, and I followed suit.

She charged towards me, and I towards her, not backing down. Alexander wanted me to be safe, I would have to prove to him that safe didn’t always correlate to his stupid orders. And that it was better if I remained by his side, so I could lead the pack with him.

When I was close enough, I twisted my body, enough to be out of her grip but also for me to bite down hard on her neck. She howled loudly when my actions shocked her, and I tugged at her skin with my canines before she landed heap on the floor.

She wasn’t dead, and I was stood on all four, panting as I eyed her, intensely. My plan wasn’t to kill her, I definitely wasn’t sure how I felt about taking another wolf’s life, but my wolf had other plans when the woman tried to attack me for a second time.

She was weaker, of course, since her neck was practically bleeding out. But that didn’t stop her when she came to attack me. Since I had been eyeing her cautiously, I expected the attack and moved around her swiftly, only this time, my wolf completely snapped her head off.

In that moment, I was glad to know my wolf was in charge and I closed my eyes shut not wanting to witness what the hell I had just done.

Emma appeared in that exact second, she finished off the wolf despite the fact that she was already dead, before she lit a fire and burned the lifeless body.

“I apologise,” she told me. “I should have left the search for later if I had known she was here.”

I waved my paw to dismiss her, and just as I was about to mind-link Alexander, my eyes travelled to the unfamiliar large black wolf that was advancing towards me, his eyes completely black and angry.

I should have moved, I don’t know why I didn’t, perhaps it was the shock from killing a wolf, but I found myself glued to the ground.