Fated To The Alpha

Theresia POV

My name is Stella Angelina, the daughter of a great magician. My life which was originally fine, now became bleak after my parents died because they were murdered. I am alone, I have no one else in this world.

The sun shines, the wind blows through my hair. In a witch graveyard, that's where I am. I stood next to two graves that had Luciana and Jason written on them. They were my parents, who died because they were killed by the vampires. I stroked the tombstone, tears couldn't stop flowing from my eyes.

"Papa, mama. I'm sorry, for protecting me from the vampire nation. You have to end up like this," I said to the lifeless grave. My heart is broken, but I can't blame anyone either. Because it was all my fault.

The vampire nation is still after me, they want my holy blood. Yes, holy blood flows in my body, because I was born on the full moon of the 700-year solar eclipse cycle. That's why the vampire nation keeps on targeting me, any vampire who manages to drink my blood will become strong and immortal.

"I want to avenge you guys, but I already promised you guys not to use magic power again. Then what should I do, I said again with tears still flowing. I cried lamenting my fate without my parents.

"Setlla!"

I was surprised when someone tapped my shoulder, suddenly I turned around. It turned out to be Hans-my grandfather, who was the elder magician in this region. No, he never loved me as my parents did he had the intention to hand me over to the vampire nation so that the wizards who belonged to his people were safe. But the plan failed because my parents balked at Hans' grandfather's intentions.

"What's wrong, grandpa? Do you want to hand me over to the vampire nation now? My parents are no longer around," I said angrily, smiling forcefully.

Grandpa Hans smiled back, he gently stroked the top of my head. "Why are you talking like that? I never had that kind of intention," he said innocently.

I looked away, I don't know if my Grandpa is playing a role or not, I don't care about that either. "Never mind, I still remember how you used to want to hand me over to the vampire nation. If you want to hand me over to the vampire nation now, I won't refuse," I said softly.

"No, don't think like that. I'm sorry, Stella. I'm sorry about your grandfather."

"What do you want grandpa?"

"Get out of this area."

Grandpa's answer surprised me, does that mean he kicked me out? My heart hurts to hear that.

"You kicked me out?" I asked in a voice shaking with tears.

"Stella, stop thinking bad thoughts about me. I'm your grandfather, dear."

"Then what does that mean?" I snapped in emotion.

Grandpa Hans looks breathless, he approached and squatted in front of my father and mother eating. I saw the sad look on his face, it made me regret yelling at him.

"Stella, before your mother and father died. They said something to me," said Hans' grandfather.

I frowned then said, "What?"

"They said if you have to leave this city. You have to go as far away from this city."

"Leave from this city? But why?"

Grandpa Hans stood back up, he turned around and stand in front of me. Staring at me with a sad look.

"It's not safe for you, Stella. Vampires could come at any time, and I might not be able to protect you. My strength has diminished with age," explained Grandpa Hans.

I pondered for a moment, what Grandpa Hans said was true. If I leave this city, I can stay away from the vampire nation. And the witches in this region will live safely without interference from the vampire nation, even though we witches can fight vampires. But the power of the vampire nation is greater and more frightening.

"But I will be far from the graves of father and mother, grandfather," I whined looking at the two graves alternately. The pain is still the same, I miss them both.

"They'll be sad if the vampires catch you, Stella. Grandpa is old enough to fight them."

"Alright, I'll get out of this town. If it's for the best, I don't want any more victims. Only my father and mother died to protect me," I said, looking down deeply.

Suddenly, Hans' grandfather hugged me, a hug that I had longed for. I hugged him back crying in his arms, I miss my father and mother.

"I'm sorry, Stella. Grandpa can't protect you if you stay here."

"Yes grandpa, There understands. Stella's will go far from here, I hope after that the vampire nation won't find out me again."

I decided to leave, maybe that's the best way. So that my life is more calm and safe. After talking with Hans' grandfather, I immediately left there to prepare to leave this city. Grandpa Hans will also help me go by teleportation, to make it easier and faster. Grandpa Hans also helped eliminate my tracks so the vampires couldn't find me later. I hope so.

"Bye my wizarding world, goodbye father and mother. Goodbye grandpa, goodbye great wizards. I will miss you, I will no longer be known as a beautiful witch, from now on I will be a human normal and forget all my magic power," I mumbled with a forced smile.

"Gosh, it's raining so hard," said Stella who was in front of a cafe. A few months ago, Stella decided to move to Alaska, she also works as a waitress in a cafe downtown. Stella is truly a normal human being, she has a beautiful and cute face, white skin and big eyeballs make her look like a doll. Her blonde hair with thin bangs became her hallmark. Stella also doesn't use her magic power at all, except when she needs it.

Stella is sitting in the front seat of the Cafe Magic Shop where she works, at this time Stella wants to go home because her work is done. But the rain was very heavy, making him have to wait for the rain to subside so that her clothes would not get wet. Stella began to get saturated, choosing to play on her cell phone.

***

Elsewhere, a man was walking down the street. Letting rainwater wet his whole body. His handsome face with tanned skin, and curly hair. His gaze was as sharp as a razor but his face looked very sweet and cute. He is Smith Edgar, an Alpha Werewolf from the Alaska area pack. Smith's strength could no longer be doubted, and his handsome face made him almost perfect. But unfortunately until now, at the age of 27 years old. Smith hasn't found his mate either.

"Don't I have a mate? Why haven't I met my mate until now," muttered Smith with his flagship flat face.

'Looks like the Moon Goddess has cursed you.'

A heavy voice from Leo-Wolf Smith was suddenly heard, making Smith roll his eyeballs lazily. The wolf in his body is sometimes very annoying, but if he is raging and controlling Smith body. No one can match it.

"Shut up, if I don't have a mate. Then you don't either, remember you're in my body too," grumbled Smith.

Leo didn't answer, but soon after The wolf reopened his voice. 'Mate! Mate! ' Only Smith could hear Leo's voice like a dog barking.

Smith frowned, then said, "Where?" he asked, raising his eyebrows to one side.

'There, I smelled a very fragrant and alluring scent. That's a sign of a mate, hurry up there! Before I take over your body. '

"If you take over my body, then our mate will go into hiding." Smith continued to grumble as he walked towards the place that Leo pointed out.

Upon reaching the place, Smith could see a beautiful woman sitting in front of the cafe. Smith smiled thinly, could it be his mate? The fragrant and alluring scent permeated Smith sense of smell.

"You're not wrong, Leo. It looks like she's my mate," Smith said with a thin smile on his face. Smith chose to sit right next to Stella, no matter her soaking wet clothes. At first, there was nothing strange and Stella didn't care, but sooner or later Smith suddenly sniffed Stella's body without permission.

"Hey! Why are you acting like that? Rude!" Stella pushed Smith's head.

Smith immediately changed his expression as usual, then held out his hand towards Stella. "My name is Smith," he said with a flat face, but his gaze was still on Stella.

Stella frowned, staring at the man's hand intently. Then staring at Smith intently, there was something strange that Stella felt.

'Why do I think he's not an ordinary human being,' she thought for a moment.

"I'm not an ordinary human being, I'm a werewolf. Rather Alpha Werewolf," Smith replied innocently. While Leo groaned in annoyance that Smith had always been unable to keep his word if other humans knew he was a werewolf. Then everything will be complicated.

Damn! Stella was surprised when the man could read her mind, Stella began to fear dealing with immortals again.

Stella remembered her mother's words before she died, her mother had said that she should not deal with vampires or werewolves. But Stella didn't know the reason.

Stella quickly closed her eyes, using her magic power to protect herself from Smith. So that Smith doesn't read her mind anymore, Stella can only hope that Smith doesn't know who she is.

'I had to use my powers,' Stella thought with a deep breath.

"Werewolf? Are you kidding?" Stella's asked with an innocent face.

Smith laughed then shook his head. "No, I'm not kidding. I am a werewolf, and you are my mate," he said casually.

Stella suddenly rolled her eyes, surprised by what Smith said. Become the mate of an Alpha Werewolf? Stella's never thought of that at all. And now, someone came all of a sudden and claimed to be a mate? Stella doesn't understand her current life.

"Nonsense. What are you saying, I don't know you!" Stella said looking away.

"I'm telling the truth, all signs are on you. The moon goddess is the one who decides, whether we know each other or not," Smith replied still with a straight face.

Stella still shook her head, then he rose from her seat. "Keep your words, I don't understand," she lied. Of course, she knows, because Stella also often meets the werewolf people where she used to live.

After saying that, Stella walked away through the rain. Stella wants to go home as soon as possible, don't care if her clothes will get wet later.

"What is this again? It's only been a few months since my life has been peaceful without being disturbed by vampires, and now a werewolf? Oh my God, when will I be able to live peacefully without disturbance," Stella muttered, lamenting her fate.

"God, please give me peace." Theresia continued looking up at the sky while walking fast; she really didn't want to complicate her life anymore by becoming the mate of a werewolf. Is it that difficult for Theresia to live in peace?

After Stella left, Smith didn't stay still. Of course, she didn't want to lose his mate, so Smith also got up from his seat. He darted to grab an umbrella that was in front of the cafe, no matter who it belonged to. Then followed Stella, walking behind Stella with his hands in his pants pockets.

"Hey, wait! I don't even know your name yet," said Smith walking to match Stella steps. Using that umbrella to protect Stella from the rain.

Stella who was originally walking leisurely enjoying the pouring rain was suddenly surprised when Smith was suddenly beside her. Not only that, Stella didn't understand why Smith had to protect her from the rain.

"You? Why are you following me?" asked Stella pausing in her steps. Her face was annoyed because she didn't like it if Smith followed him.

"I can't let my mate get rained on, you'll get sick later," he answered still with his trademark flat face.

Stella rolled her eyes in disgust, she was annoyed with Smith's behavior as if he was her lover. "Enough, please don't follow me. I'm not your mate!" She said emphatically.

Smith remained relaxed standing in front of Stella, annoying, isn't it?

"No, you are my mate. The Moon Goddess has arranged it, you can't refuse," Smith said ending with a sweet smile.

"What's the proof!"

Instead of answering, Smith came closer towards Stella. He sniffed Stella's scent which became addicting, I don't know if Smith thought it was a sweet smell that made him drunk.

"I can recognize the sign in you, you won't understand because you are not a Werewolf," replied Smith.

Stella was very annoyed, she groaned in emotion when Smith said that. "It's up to you, I don't care!" After saying that, Stella immediately left by stamping her feet in annoyance.

So far no one has dared to refuse or deny Smith's words, but it seems that this doesn't apply to Stella. Smith wasn't angry this time, he just smiled at him. Stella face looks very cute when she's angry.

"Finally I found my mate," Smith muttered, still sitting where he was, looking at Stella who had left him.

"I'll come back to see you, honey. It's easy enough to know your house," continued Smith. He could easily track down Stella's whereabouts because Smith had already smelled the woman's scent. The wolf's sense of smell is very sharp, so it will be easy for him.

After saying that, Smith chose to turn around and return to his base. There is an important matter regarding the pack, if it's finished, surely Smith will return to see Stella.

Smith sped as fast as lightning to his headquarters. There's a mess in the pack because of the werewolf Rogue. After arriving at his headquarters, Smith immediately met Gerry-Beta in his pack.

Smith is sitting in a special chair for himself in the base, followed by Gerry who is standing in front of him.

"Gerry, I want you to take care of the Werewolf Rogue who is trying to destroy our pack. Look for him until you can, for the last few days all I leave the task to you," Smith ordered.

"Okay, but why are you leaving all your responsibilities to me?"

"Because there are responsibilities that are more important than that," Smith replied with a smile that was hard on his face. mean. What's that? Only Smith knows.

***

Elsewhere, Stella has just arrived at her home. With her body wet from the rain, her body also shivered from the cold.

"Huh, thank goodness that guy didn't follow me... Hachim.." Stella rubbed her hands together, channeling warmth into her body. Several times she sneezed because of the cold.

"I think I'm going to catch a cold," she continued, taking a deep breath, throwing her bag in any direction. Then sat on the long sofa in the living room, calming down for a moment.

"It's very quiet," she muttered, looking around the room. It looks lonely because Stella lives alone. The image of childhood with her father and mother flashed back in her mind.

"Arghh... I'd better take a shower, huh." After saying that, Stella got up from her seat, walked towards the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Stella came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her hair. Stella took her cell phone, then sat on the bed playing with her cellphone.

"Hoaam... Why am I so sleepy, but I'm hungry," said Stella with a big yawn. It was already 07.00 pm, It was unusual for Stella to be sleepy at this hour. Maybe it's because she came home earlier than usual, and also because the weather was cold because of the rain.

Stella lay down on the bed, hugging her favorite bolster. "I'll just sleep first after I wake up I will eat," she said closing her eyes, after a while, Stella fell asleep.

A few minutes passed, now the clock shows 00.00. In the middle of the night and the silence of the night, everyone went to bed. Stella woke up from her sleep. Stella woke up not without reason, she felt someone calling her.

"Hey, wake up. Aren't you hungry?"

A deep voice sounded in Stella's ears, At first, Stella thought it was just a dream. However, after her sense of smell also smelled something foreign, Stella suddenly opened her eyes.

"Aaaaaa... kidnapper, help!"

Brakk...

Stella was surprised to see a man on her bed; that's why she kicked him with all her might. Making the man fall down and grimace in pain as his back hit the small table beside the bed.

"Damn it!" cursed the man, slowly getting up from his place. Who else but Smith? The man who, a few minutes ago, had disturbed Stella and claimed to be the Alpha werewolf.

Stella jumped up from the bed, staring intently at Smith, who was in front of her. It felt like she wanted to kill the man right now, but Stella tried to be patient and didn't want to make a scene. But Smith was too much; out of nowhere, he had gotten into Stella's room.

"Do you have no manners? Why did you enter my room without permission? Why are you lying next to me, you bastard?" Stella was cursed with mounting emotion.

"I've told you how many times you're my mate! And I can't just let you go," Smith said casually, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Stella with a faint smile on his lips.

Brak!

Another noise came from Stella's room; the woman was very angry at the moment. How could she not? A man came into her room in the middle of the night. Shouldn't she be angry?