Chapter 3 ARTHUR: A SHOCKING REVELATION

My feet tap anxiously on the tiled floor of the wardroom as I stare at the limp beautiful figure-My mate.

Her long ginger-colored hair cascaded over the pillow like a waterfall as she lay on the bed like an angel, her floral scent of Jasmine permeating the room.

I don't need words to inform me that she's an omega, the intoxicating scent that makes my heart flutter, the scent that makes me want to claim her immediately, an Alpha scent could never be this soft yet intoxicating, which makes me more certain that she's an omega.

My omega.

I have been seated here for over thirty minutes, waiting for her to awaken, waiting to ask her the questions that flooded my mind immediately I met with her ocean-blue eyes.

The doctor explained that she fell into an unconscious state due to exhaustion and that she would be up anytime soon yet she's still in the same unconscious state.

My thoughts spiral, darting from one worry to the other. She didn't look good before she passed out, it didn't seem like a normal pass out from exhaustion.

I feel a weight pull me down, could it be due to the discovery of us being mates, does she hate the fact that I am her mate, did I trigger something, did I scare her?

I pace around the room, anxiety eating me up. However, the bed creaks followed by a tiny voice that winces.

I'm instantly alert as I turn to meet my mate who is trying to sit up. My body is faster than my brain as I rush to her side to support her.

"Can you not tell anyone?"

Her sweet, soft voice stabs my heart with the words she spits immediately after she's seated up.

I almost freeze on the spot on hearing those words but I can't hesitate.

I need to ask why, why did she look so terrified before she passed out and why does she want to keep our destined bond a secret?

I chuckle, disappointed and embarrassed at the same time.

"And why would I do that?" I ask, my voice low as I search her eyes for answers but she keeps her head bowed, her gaze fixed on the mattress, deliberately avoiding mine.

Her silence is edging heightening my frustration.

She has to give me a reasonable answer and even if she does, I'm not letting her go, I'm not rejecting her and neither am I going to let her reject me.

I fell for her the minute I set my eyes on those ocean-blue pairs. My heart began to flutter from that moment, a feeling I have never felt with others, and now she wants to hide our bond.

I can tell where this is going, I'm not dumb to understand what she's trying to do, she wants to reject me from being her mate.

Not only is my pride going to be crushed but also my dreams of settling down with my mate.

"I-it's complicated, but let's both forget about this."

She stammers, her tone reflecting the sorrows within her.

My brows furrow as I watch her stand to her feet and bow to me.

"Thanks for bringing me here, I'll take my leave now," She says, immediately turning away from me.

I waste no time grabbing her arm, stopping her from walking away from me.

"We know nothing about each other yet, and you are already rejecting me?"

I ask in disbelief, unable to hide my emotions from my tone.

"I'm sorry-" She begins but her words are interrupted as the door bursts open revealing an anxious Alpha Stewart-My father.

It's seems he had run down here given the way he's breathing hard and struggling to compose his words.

I nearly speak up to tell him I'm fine, thinking he had come for me and is concerned about my presence in the pack's hospital but my gaze snaps away from him as she tears her arm away from me so fast.

"Ashly love, are you okay?"

Then it all comes crashing down. My brain is almost going numb, unable to reason the situation surrounding me.

I had returned to the pack to attend my father's wedding ceremony.

I wasn't excited about it, however it wasn't a bother to me.

Both he and my mother were never compatible, of which I realized when they chose to get divorced.

They both never liked each other from the start, it was an arranged marriage, and they were both fed up, mother had returned to her pack and I had followed her by choice but then my relationship with my father was still the same, we would meet up once in a while and have conversations.

And so it makes sense to be invited to his wedding.

However, watching my father pulling Ashly into a hug, stroking her hair, and smiling at her triggered something in me.

I don't need words to tell me what's happening, I can already tell who his wife is already.

My fingers ball into a fist as the urge to growl at my father heightens.

I want to give him a punch for having his hands all over my mate, I want to take my mate out of his arms and warn him to stay away.

I feel like I'm being consumed by a rush of uncontrollable emotions.

"Thanks, son, I heard from the maids you saved my Ashly" Father says with a smile in his voice.

'I have to be rational' I try to tell myself, I just need to explain to him that his wife is my mate and this will all end.

But seeing his arm around her shoulder is stopping my brain from reasoning.

I shift my gaze to her and she seems shocked, her eyes wider, definitely shocked about the discovery of her soon to be husband being my father.

"Since you are here, I might as well introduce you to my soon to be wife Ashly" Father says with a smile and great goddess, I think I might commit an abomination.

My heart drops, pain shooting through the confines of my chest as I watch Ashly, my mate bend her head, avoiding my gaze.

"Ashly this my son, Arthur" Father continues and a laugh escapes my lips as I turn my head from side to side then back to my father who seems taken back by my sudden action, his brow furrowed as he watches me laugh out loud.

However, my expression goes rigid instantly as I turn to Ashly, her glassy eyes pleading with me.

So this is the reason, she's willing to sacrifice our destined bond, just to be Luna, just to hold a prestigious role.

Staring at her, I could never guess she could be such a person. She looks so pure, so innocent, that she can't hurt a fly and yet here she is begging me with her eyes to keep my mouth shut.

Too bad, I have no problem with being the one that ruins her plans. If I can't have her, no one will.

A smile creeps to my lips.

"I've found my mate father" I proclaim, gaining gasps from the maids behind father and also father himself.

My smile widens on seeing the dread in Ashly's eyes, she looks like she's about to go on her knees to beg me.

"That's good son, so who's the lucky one?" Father asks, his excitement laced in his tone.

I turn to Ashly, welcoming the nerving silence as I keep everyone waiting.

If I have to lose my mate, I have to do it right.