Alpha Bane''s POV


    Some Days Later


    I walked down the streets of the Pack veryte at night with Donald, my Beta, as we tried to find a way to handle the Dn problem. It was something that had lingered for a long time and due to my illness and everything else that happened in the Pack, it looked like something that had been forgotten. It wasn''t. It was just kept by the side.


    It had been a long while since I had a very good walk and I was happy to have one that night. That was why I had to ask Donald to have that conversation on the streets and not inside. I''d been inside for far too long and it was time to try something else.


    "What''s wrong, my Alpha?" Donald asked with a concerned look on his face. "It seems like there''s something off about you today. Would you care to share with me?"


    "There''s no problem, Donald," I answered, unhappy with his attempts to pry into my matters. "Could we just focus on what we have at hand? That''s why we''re here; to talk about Dn and not me. Let''s confine our talk to that, okay?"


    "Yes, my Alpha," he replied with no argument at all, which pleased me. I didn''t want him to press on the issue at all. There were things that a man had to handle on his own.


    "It''s been so many days; weeks even, yet we don''t know where Dn is nor have we found any trace of him. What do we do?"


    As I asked the question, it took my mind back to what that bastard did with Sophia and it got me mad. But when I remembered that it was the same thing that made me investigate the birth of Aurora and drew me closer to her in the process, I felt it was worth it.


    For what it was worth, it enabled me to realise that I didn''t have two mates as I had thought. One was my mate and the other was a fraud. Without that singr act of theirs, I might have never gotten to find out the truth and I''d have still been living a lie.


    Aurora too. She''d have remained a servant, confined to the kitchen where she''d have probably prepared dishes until herst breath while someone else was out there, living the life that was made for her; the very life she deserved from birth.


    I missed Aurora. I couldn''t stop thinking about her at all. Every minute and every second, she was all that I could think of. It was as if my mind was made to store images of her.


    The past few days made me realise just how much I loved her. She was so tender and gentle and her loving hands felt so good on my body. Sometimes, when I slept, I dreamed about her caressing my head and my whole body as I smiled in sheer delight.


    I wished so much that she''d somehow find her way to me. I wanted to go to her but it didn''t look likely since she had only just gone back to her ce. It was a miserable situation to be in and I couldn''t get my mind off her.


    "Alpha Bane," I faintly heard someone call me but I didn''t think it was anything until I heard it the second time.


    That''s when I realised that I had drifted into my thoughts without even knowing it. "You can see that you''ve not been paying any attention to me," Donald said, trying to prove his point concerning me not being myself.


    "I''m so sorry Donald," I apologised, raising my hands in the air. "I apologise for getting distracted and once again missing the conversation."


    "No problem, my Alpha. It''s okay. I just want to know what it is that is bothering you. You know that I''m your Beta and would do anything to help you get over it."


    "Don''t worry about that, Donald. I''m doing alright. It was just an honest mistake, that''s all. I''m all good man,e on!"


    I tried to sound a bit lively to convince him that all was well but the look on his face suggested that he was having none of that. He just looked at me as if he had something in mind and I immediately stopped my act and returned to my normal visage.


    "I know what the problem is, my Alpha," he finally said to me, just as I had suspected. "It''s Aurora. You still miss her a lot."


    I froze a bit, wondering how he knew and on realising that he might have just been guessing, I decided to pay no attention to that. "That''s not true, Donald. You''re just making up stuff."


    "Am I?" He asked, looking so confident in his usation. "I have seen you several times sneaking into her chambers at night for the past few days. You can''t tell me it''s nothing, can you?"


    There was no denying it. It was the truth and there wasn''t anything I could say to change his mind because he had evidence.


    "What are you going to do about her since you can''t leave or forget her? I mean, you can''t live this way forever, can you?"


    "I have no idea, Donald. I''ve thought about it for a while and I can''te up with an answer to that. Firstly, I need to find a way to go to her Pack to see her."


    "Nothing stops you from doing that. Why not go there tomorrow morning so that you can talk to her?"


    "That won''t be possible," I refuted. "I just can''t go to her Pack like that. It''ll be strangely odd."


    He just smirked and then smiled at me. "There''s an uing grand annual werewolf festival that''s going to take ce soon in the Silver Moon Pack and you can simply go there without the need for any excuse.at all. What do you think?"


    I loved the sound of that as it got me very ted. I just nodded my head in approval as he smiled, satisfied to have provided a solution to my problem, as he always did.