Sold To My Alpha Mate

Maya’s POV

Another incident happened again after the last time I witnessed that bizarre sight.

I gulped down on the bottle of water which I held tightly in my hand, and looked up to the sky, seeking for fresh breath. My heart throbbed against my chest faster than what I could describe, and my entire skin soaked and dripping with sweat drops

It was the first in the longest time since I ever decided to exercise my body, and give myself some peace of mind away from the duties that centered around being the Luna to a powerful alpha. It was a bittersweet feeling, but for the goal of a great physique and more vitality, I pressed on with this jogging.

I had a target to reach, a few blocks away from where I stood. As I placed my hands over my forehead to shield the sun’s rays from piercing my eyes, and straining my eyes towards where my jogging would cease, I couldn’t help but notice the silence that filled the environment, and the absence of people in the streets.

I looked around, and it was more than surprising to realize that the entire place was just too calm for a pack as busy and well modernized like ours.

It was a usual thing to see the little ones express their joy and ecstasy within themselves, but today was quite different, and surprisingly, I didn’t consider what could have been the cause of what happened.

I kept on running, maintaining calm breath and inwardly counting my steps to take my mind off any forms of worry, until I had reached the spot where my jogging would end.

As soon as I arrived, I bent down, had my hands placed on my knees and I heaved a heavy sigh, breathing inward and outward heavily, and grinning inaudibly over the tightening sensation around my chest and my head region.

But something caught my attention, something I couldn’t resist anymore. I noticed the ground, and how seemingly rough it looked. It seemed as though there was a rough drive, like car tyres which had its already screeching marks on the ground, alongside some tiny brown things sticking to the ground. .Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

I followed the markings on the ground, and walked patiently to where the traces led, until I sighted blood which rolled down towards where my feet were. I looked upwards and realized a pool of blood underneath a car, and a little hand which was under the car, a sight tjat caused me to shriek in fear, and yell unconsciously before I placed my hands on my mouth.

“Oh goodness!” I whispered to myself and immediately doubled my steps towards the car. I lowered myself to the ground, to see if there could still be life in the body underneath the car. But my heart skipped a beat at the further sight of who it was.

It was a child, a young boy of whom I suspected would not be above ten years of age, laying on the ground with his eyes wide open, and his belly opened to spill out his bowels. I recognized the face, at least to some extent, as though I had seen this particular one before.

What could have happened? I questioned myself. My heart beat increased faster, and I closed my eyes away from what I could regard as the most grotesque and gruesome event in the pack.

My eyes were directed towards his wrist, and when I stared at his hands which were reddish in color, my only suspicion could be that the younger one had struggled with whosoever it was that must have killed him.

“What happened here?” I asked myself again. I was short of words to utter, and my eyelids were already dripping tears which I wiped off immediately. This seemed to have been the only explanation to the question that stirred up inside of me, and what must have caused the silence in the pack, and the absence of children in the streets.

Something was happening. I couldn’t lay my hands on what really caused this. I had hoped that this event was nothing but an accident, but from the wrist of the young boy who was slaughtered, I could tell it was an intentional act, and I had the greatest fear that it could occur again.

I needed to inform Venom. My brain was empty of ideas, of what I could have done, perhaps due to the thoughts I conceived about having to gain some peace away from the troubles that came with being a Luna.

Yet, as evident as it was, my chest my first thoughts were only directed towards him. It was the first I had seen, and perhaps the first that happened in the pack, and it was best he knew just so it could be prevented from happening again.

I turned my back to leave, but halted and looked back at the young boy whose eyes remained open and glued on me. I walked towards him the second time, and crouched down to the level where he laid.

I had my fingers press down his upper eyelids, and closing them before I turned back, took to my heels and arrived home.

As usual, it was a busy sight. But when I searched through the crowd for venom, I sighted him far away with some of the guards, having some serious form of conversation which I had to interrupt.

“Venom!” I called out to him, and ran towards him. I arrived at where he stood, and watched as he dismissed the guards before he turned towards me.

“What’s happening? Where do you look tense?” He asked me. I looked at him, and looked around. I need no other war to eavesdrop on what I had to tell him. I broke the distance between us, leaning forward to him before I whispered to him, “I think there’s an assailant in the pack”

“What do you mean,”an assailant”?” He asked me with his eyes widened, and his hands holding me tight around my shoulders.