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Chapter 2

"Who is the Alpha?" Selene asked urgently.

Ember's eyes lowered to the ground, unable to talk as she fiddled with her fingers nervously.

"Please speak Ember!" Selene frantically pressed on, she grabbed her shoulders, shaking her.

"Alpha Asher!" Ember shouted, then hissing in pain as Selene slowly moved away from her.

"What did you just do?" Selene was shocked, and a cold shiver ran down her spine.

The air around they became intense, and

"I know this would-" Embee attempted to hold her but Selene stepped back.

"Alpha Asher?" Her breath hitched in her throat.

Ember's words had hit her like a punch to the gut, and she felt her mind reeling.

Everyone knew Asher, he was a notorious Alpha who ruled with an iron fist. He was known far and wide, even among those who had never met him, as a ruthless man.

They both had a thing in the past.

Selene couldn't believe that Scott could be mixed up with such a person, and it made her feel as if she about to crumble into a thousand pieces.

Asher was the last person, she wanted her brother to be involved with. How the hell did Scott get involved with him?

Without further thought, Selene dashed to the pack hospital with her chest rising and falling.

"Selene!" Ember called after her, she went after her but Selene was already gone.

In the blink of an eye, Selene already arrived at the pack hospital.

She hurried, ignoring the curious mixed with hostile glances sent her way by the pack members.

"Scott!" Selene called at the top of her voice as she reached his ward.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, and beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

However, Selene shrunk on her track, and her eyes widened as she came face to face with him.

It was the devil; Alpha Asher!

He stood before her, tall and imposing. He was dressed in all black, from his tailored suit to his polished shoes. His dark hair was swept back from his face, revealing the sharp angles of his features.

Asher was the portrait of elegance and power, but something about his eyes made her uneasy.

Selene had known Asher since high school, he had always been a notorious bully, picking on her at every weakest chance and calling her weak.

Asher had always been a thorn in her side; he was her worst nightmare.

"Long time no see, Selene." Asher's eyes glinted and Selene tried not to let her unease show, but she felt like she was shrinking under Asher's gaze.

She had been dreading this moment when she would come face to face with the man who had caused so much fear and panic in her heart. And now, there he was, standing before her.

The air grew tense and unsettled.

"Aint you going to say something?" Asher raised his brow, looking at her with mischief in his eyes as if he was enjoying her discomfort.

She was his mate. He knew she could feel the mate bond between them, it was apparent but she was trying to ignore it.

Years ago, Selene had stood up to him, refusing to be intimidated and unnerved by him. She had been the only person who had ever dared to slap him and call him a "poor loser" when he asked her out.

Now, here she was, a slave, and his mate.

The tables had turned, and he seemed to take pleasure in it. Isn't that ironic?

"Selene?" Asher drawled lazily, snapping her out of her trance.

Selene avoided his intense gaze, trying to hide her anxiety. She ignored him and entered their ward.

He was her mate, and she hated that he was trying to use the mate bond to get to her.

When Selene entered the ward, the pack doctor with few nurses was attending to Scott, and her eyes teared up when she saw him.

Scott lay on the hospital bed, he was unconscious with his temple bandaged. The life-supporting machine was beeping beside his bed.

"Doc, is my brother going to be okay?" Selene faced the pack doctor and asked the doctor, her voice barely above a whisper.

The pack doctor paused and removed his gloves, he handed them to one of the nurses before they left.

He faced Selen and shook his head with his expression grave. "It's not looking good," he answered.

Selene had difficulty swallowing, as she covered her face with her palms and breathed sharply.

"To be honest with you, the injuries he sustained from the accident are quite severe. He would not have survived without Alpha Asher's intervention by bringing him here," the pack doctor continued.

Selene body shook with sobs, she peeled her palms away from her face as she struggled to keep her tears on bay that threatened to spill over.

"Doc, w-what about the hospital bills, I... I don't have-" Selene was trying to explain, and she hated herself for being unable to.

"Oh, you don't have to worry, Selene" The pack doctor's words took Selene by surprise.

"Why? What do you mean, Doc?" She inquired, and she became confused.

"Alpha Asher agreed to pay for Scott's surgery and ordered we should provide his every need till the surgery was over," the pack doctor elucidated.

"What? H-he did say that?" Selene was stunned, her voice filled with disbelief.

The pack doctor nodded in confirmation, and Selene felt a a mix of emotions well up inside her.

She was grateful that Asher was willing to help. She knew he was his mate, but because of their past experiences, it didn't quite sit well with her.

Nonetheless, she sniffed, bracing herself as she walked out of the ward.

Selene headed to where Asher stood as if he was deliberately waiting for her. She shivered as she felt an ominous aura around him.

She could also feel the mate bond, the need to be around him and it was irresistible.

Why would the moon goddess pair her with him?

"Thank you," Selene thanked him, staring at him in the eye, "Thank you for helping my brother."

Asher smirked cunningly, but there was something dark and predatory in his eyes.

"You're welcome," he said, his voice low and alluring. "But there is something I want in return."

Selene became uncomfortable, feeling she should have known there was a catch.

"W-what is it?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Asher leaned closer to her, cupping her cheek and she trembled as she felt electrifying sensations radiating through her skin.

She just felt the mate bond, and she knew he felt it too when he touched her.

Their standing proximity was too close, and it made a cold shiver run down her spine.

Asher's mischievous eyes bored into hers; as if he owned her.

"I want you to be mine!"