The Alpha’s Mate

Elena, still trying to shake off the fog of her thoughts, sighed and ran her hands over her face. “When did you come?” she inquired, acknowledging her friends’ presence.

“A few minutes ago,” Milly replied, her concern evident. “We tried to call you, but you were too lost in your thoughts to respond to our calls. Are you okay?” She looked at Elena with a mixture of care and worry.

Cassie, echoing the same concern, added in a gentle tone, “You know you can share your problems with us, Elena.” Her eyes held the warmth of a long-standing friendship, offering Elena a sense of trust and comfort.

“It’s a long story,” Elena said, a light smile gracing her lips, her friends, Cassie and Milly, leaned forward, clearly eager for the tale.

“We are all ears,” Cassie responded with a grin, taking a bite of her sandwich as she looked at Elena expectantly.

Elena took a deep breath before continuing, “Do you remember I went to America for a year-long internship?”

Cassie and Milly nodded in unison.

“When my internship was finished,” Elena began, “my friend and roommate, Stella, took me to a club. I got a little too carried away, had a bit too much to drink, and almost got harassed by a hooligan but someone came and saved me. ”

“Was the man who saved you handsome?” Cassie interrupted, her curiosity getting the better of her.

Elena chuckled, “Yes, Cassie, he was quite handsome.”

Cassie smirked and waggled her eyebrows, “Go on.”

Milley interjected, her concern evident, “Did he take advantage of your intoxicated state or something?”

Elena shook her head, “No,” and went on to recount the events that unfolded between her and Oliver.

Cassie couldn’t resist a playful remark, “Then I don’t understand what the problem is. He’s rich, tall, handsome, and clearly into you, if you know what I mean,” she added with a wink, causing Elena to blush.

Milley, thoughtful, joined the conversation, “He seems like the kind of man any girl would dream of having. Is he mistreating you? Is that why you’re pushing him away?”

Elena sighed, shaking her head once more, “He’s not the reason I’m pushing him away.”

Milley, now genuinely curious, leaned in closer, “Then what is it?”

“The problem is not him but me,” Elena admitted with a heavy sigh.

Cassie furrowed her brows, concern etched on her face, “What do you mean?”

Elena struggled to put her feelings into words, “The way I feel for him… After I ran away from him, I always felt like a piece of my heart was missing. It’s hard to describe the longing I feel for him. And the happiness I felt when he came here to chase after me. I’ve never felt something like this for anyone in my life, and it scared me. It’s as if…” she trailed off.

Milley finished her sentence, understanding dawning in her eyes, “As if you were fated to be with each other,” and Elena nodded in agreement.

Elena continued, “Not to talk about the tingles and delicious sparks I feel whenever he touches me. And God, don’t ask me how I feel when he kisses me. It’s as if…”

Cassie chimed in, “As if the fireworks go off all over your body,” and Elena nodded, her face flushed with the memory of those electrifying moments.

Cassie and Milley exchanged knowing glances, their smiles growing. Elena had changed since the last time they saw her, and now they understood why. They were both werewolves, Omegas of “The SPack,” and they recognized the signs of a mate bond. It scared Elena because she didn’t know about their species, and she had run away the day after sleeping with Oliver.

“Maybe you feel like this because you two are meant to be,” Milley gently suggested.

Elena frowned, “Do you guys believe in that type of stuff?”

Cassie, blunt and unapologetic, replied, “You said you feel like you guys are meant to be.”

Elena groaned in annoyance.

“Okay, fine. Let’s leave it. Just answer my questions. Maybe I can find a solution to your problem in your answers.” Milley said offering a practical solution, and Elena nodded her head agreeing to go with her solution.

“Do you like him?”

Cassie, known for her candidness, couldn’t help but sneaker in an offbeat remark, earning her a glare from both Elena and Milley. She quickly murmured an apology and looked away.

“Do you like him?” Milley asked once more, and Elena nodded her head in response.

Milley continued, “Do you want to be with him like date him or something?” Again, Elena nodded her head in agreement.

“Then why are you pushing him away? Are you afraid that he doesn’t feel the same way you do?” Milley probed gently.

Elena whispered, “Yes,” her gaze fixed downward.

Milley offered comfort, “I doubt that, sweetheart. If he didn’t feel the same way about you, he wouldn’t have chased you here.”

Cassie chimed in, nodding in agreement as she took another bite of her sandwich, “I agree with her.”

Elena sighed, “That’s not the only reason I’m so reluctant. He’s also very dominant and possessive of me.”

Cassie assured her, “Of course he is. They all are. It’s in their nature. It’s up to us women to know how to handle them.”

Cassie put her hand over Elena’s, patting it gently as she added, “Be strong, girl, and be the boss in your relationship.”

Milley encouraged Elena, “Now, call him and patch things up.”

Elena hesitated, her fear bubbling to the surface, “But what if he hates me after I rejected him? I don’t think I could handle it.” Tears welled up in her eyes.

Milley reassured her, “He won’t.”

Elena raised an eyebrow, sceptical, “How do you know?”

Cassie responded with confidence, “We just know, trust me, girl. You can call it a girl instinct.”

Elena nodded in agreement and began searching her purse for her phone.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Casually, Cassie inquired, “By the way, who is the lucky guy?”

Elena’s reply took Cassie by surprise, causing her to cough in astonishment, “Oliver.”

“Oliver, the CEO of Matthew and Son Co.?” Milley sought confirmation once more.

Elena nodded, confirming, “Yes.”

As Elena handed a water bottle to Cassie, Cassie couldn’t help but express her amazement through their mind link, Wow, man, I didn’t think she was capable of catching such a big shot.

Milley responded through the mind link, Yeah, Oliver is not only famous in the business world, but his pack is the second strongest pack in the world.

Elena, meanwhile, was engrossed in her phone, counting the numerous missed calls from Oliver. “Wow, there were 20 missed calls from Oliver in such a short amount of time,” she remarked, her eyes fixed on her mobile.

Cassie, her coughing fit slowly subsiding, couldn’t resist a triumphant comment, “See, didn’t I tell you, girl, he won’t hate you,” a sly smirk playing on her lips.

Elena nodded in agreement and excused herself to call and have a much-needed conversation with Oliver.