Alexander still tries to have his frail mate in his embrace despite her struggle to let her go. He's been so much careful, in order not to crush her due to how lissom she is.
Alexander felt the strong pain his mate is feeling right now. Seeing his mate this miserable hurts his soul. His wolf growled deeply in him when he saw the tears that ran down her cheeks.
Alexander noticed that his mate's parents were killed brutally when he saw their dead body, her father was torn limb by limb while her mother looked pale as someone whose blood was sucked and nothing is left. He knew that his mate saw how her parents were killed and he also knew that she must be traumatized by it, that's why she's feeling repulsive to his touch, she's engraved in fear… he could imagine what she went through at that moment.
Alexander's rage is burning so hard. At this moment, he regretted killing those fools that made his mate this way. He should have kept them and torture them all day, only then will his anger be subsidized a little.
After some minutes, Muriel calmed but her heart was still beating rapidly. The more she wants to stop thinking about the way her parents were killed, the more the scene shines brightly in her inner mind like a clear screen. Even though she's calmed, the tears won't stop running out from her effulgent, round sky blue-eyes that shine in dim light.
Alexander still has her in his arms and his shirt has been drenched from her tears. He really wants to take away the pains from her heart, he wants to be the one feeling those pains and not his mate.
Alexander wonders why a vampire, werewolf and a witch attacked his mate's family and killed her parents and wanted to kill her too.
His body tensed in horror at the thought of his mate dying, if he was a second late,his mate will… he couldn't get himself to think about such circumstances because only heavens knows what he will do if he had lost his mate on the first day of meeting her.
Alexander has lived for many years without a mate, he doesn't know why the moon goddess has deprived him of having a mate. Being a cocky man, he fucked up the mate stuff and decides to live off his life without caring about his mate.
But the moment his eyes set on his mate and also the moment he felt that thrilling sensation when he held her in his arms, his heart was able to realize how lonely he had been without his mate, he felt like he was reborn. Although his heart was livid in anger at that moment, his soul was still able to mesmerize the close contact between him and his mate. Right now, he can't imagine himself living without this frail girl in his arms.
Muriel lies calmly in his arm, her head resting on his strong chest, although her body still feels tense and her heart skipping at every second due to fear but surprisingly she felt protected in these large comfortable arms that hid her tiny body, a hand caressing her hair and a sweet masculine voice cooing relaxing words into her ears.
Just then the door flap opened and a tall slender figure walked in. A beautiful woman with deep grayish white hair appears behind Alexander who still has his mate in his arms. He didn't care about the third party who walked in, he already knew who it was.
The woman scoffed seeing how Alexander was hugging his mate as if his life depended on it. She walked closer towards them with the tray of food in her hand.
Last night when Alexander dashed into her room in a grievous manner with his bloody eyes and his protective stance, no one needed to tell her that the young girl in his arms who's covered in blood is none other but his mate. She was a little bit surprised when she found out that Alexander has found his mate because most people have concluded that the great supreme alpha won't have a mate, that means the lycanthropes and the werewolves won't have a supreme Luna.
She was the one that cleaned up the girl and attended to the wound on her neck. She knew that the girl would wake up in the morning so she asked one of the maids to prepare some food for the girl.
She wonders if this is how lycans and werewolves feel whenever they find their mate. Alexander hasn't left his mate's side since yesterday and he hasn't slept either. He was awake all night watching his mate.
No one in the pack has found out that he has found his mate except the grayish white hair lady. His only goal when he returned to the pack was to have his mate treated, he will introduce her later to his pack members.
The emerald green eyes of the grayish white haired lady flickers in shock when her eyes catch something on Muriel's wrist. Her body tensed and shook repulsively as she quickly grabbed Muriel's wrist.
Alexander's throat released a vicious growl when an unwelcome hand grabbed his mate's wrist in a forceful way.
The grayish-white hair lady was fast to retreat and dodge the supreme alpha's attack towards her.
"I saw something on her!" She retorted as she hid herself in the magical shield created by her in that second.
She knew how protective lycans and werewolves are towards their mates but what she saw a few minutes ago really prompted her to take that action of forcefully grabbing the young girl's hand.
She was greatly astounded when that golden star shone on the girl's wrist but the moment she tried to get the clear view of it, it quickly disappeared as if it wasn't there in the first place.
Did she see wrong or was it just her imagination?
She flinches when the furious alpha growls at her once again. She just can't understand lycans and their overly protective nature. Sometimes, she finds it absurd.
Her magical shield spell won't protect her for long, she hopes the angry lycan will be able to forget about her and just face his mate.
Knowing how lycans are whenever they are livid, she should have had a second thought in grasping his mate's hand in that manner, she was just curious with what she saw on the girl's wrist and didn't think twice before taking action.