Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

I was so proud of myself for using his want for me against him. Although it worried me, I might do it more than necessary and start getting entwined in Fang's affair. My foot was tapping rapidly on the floor as I waited for his reply. The previous one was pretty fast, and it only made me more anxious that it might have been a terrible decision, what I said to him. 

There was a ping on my mobile, and my body almost jumped at the sound. Fang had finally replied-

'Now you are sounding like my soulmate, so perfect! Fine, I promise no barter, only till tomorrow night. Now pick up the call'

Was I supposed to believe in him? I mean, he gave a very specific time so that I can call out on him if he goes back on his words. Almost a second later, my mobile rang, and of course, it was Fang. I clicked my tongue before picking up the call.

"What," how I always did not wish to talk to this man. The lesser I spoke, the merrier for me. 

Fang let out a gravelly chuckle at the other end, "Do you know how beautiful you look when you are angry, the way your left eyebrow rises in irritation-"

"Just tell me why did you call," I hurried, my words cutting his admiration for me. It looked like being an Alpha of a village who has three Betas for his pack was easy for him, giving him too much free time. If I could, I would have asked my father to increase his workload in the castle as a minister, so he did not have time to mess around like this. 

Fang tsked, "So hard to get. I called to tell you, don't come in the afternoon tomorrow I will be busy with village trials. I won't come to save you if you get stuck in something stupid because you did not listen to my words"

There was no way I was listening to this guy. He made me want to defy him till the end of the cliff and then jump if he asked not to do so. Like hell, I was letting him control me. "I have to get some documents signed from the elders' of Waterwoods, nothing to do with you. You can continue with whatever your job is and let me do mine."

Fang got furious at my words. That was exactly why I said them, so he understood how it felt when things didn't go his way. "Just do as I say. It is better for you," he grunted. 

"Don't tell me -"

BEEP!

He cut the call! Just like that! 

As if he could order me around. Even if he did it as revenge for what I did in the morning, this was not fine. I had valid reasons to cut it on his face, but he did not. 

No matter how many times I try to be fairly understanding about this man, he just got his way around. So what he was, an Alpha, even I was Alpha blooded with all the rage and dominance running in my veins. A soulmate bond between two Alphas was extremely rare for the very reasons that both of them had energies that knew only how to lead and stand taller than others not submit to someone. 

I will see what to do about Fang tomorrow when I go there. If he would be busy in the trials, then it was better I get everything done with the stamps and stupid signs in the afternoon itself. Channing can handle matters of Diana when he returned. I would just make sure she is fine. 

The rage that had built inside me drove me to work at double the speed and it did not take me long to finish the reports and final paper works for the day.

In the evening, I went to check and delegate the night patrollers after their training session. It was pretty much a hectic day, and it was only in the night that Suzan brought the lists regarding prisoners. When everything was done, Dandeline came around to my house with all her equipment to cut my hair. 

"Madam, you shouldn't cut more than an inch," Dandeline made puppy eyes while holding my hair in her hand and asserting. I was facing the mirror, and she kept pleading with me through the mirror for every inch she cut. 

"Dandeline!" I boomed, "do the job right, cut it till my shoulder. Take the rest and make a wig for yourself if you are so attached to them"

"But Princess," she whined.

"Shut up and do it, don't make me some Rapunzel here. They will grow again till the time of marriage," I hissed. My hair had already reached below my waist and the speed with which they would grow would make them the same length in a few months. 

"Yes madam," Dandeline sobbed, finally doing the job right. 

The next morning I took care of changing the patrollers properly and since there was no job for today, I put everyone up for training their own special ability. 

It was really a moment to pat my back. I had been so busy yesterday, running here and there and trying to finish everything in a day. But that would not have been possible without the members, even if it was their job being a part of the Winterwells pack, so I had to bring them lunch. Suzan had accompanied me to bring the takeaway for everyone.

We were carrying the bags full of pizzas for 27 people and Suzan dramatically jumped in front of me after looking at my short ponytail which I had now put in a bun so no one could see the short length, "But why did you cut your hair! I used to love them as they were."

I rolled my eyes for the umpteenth time now. "Long hair is a hassle, Suzan, now are you my mate or something that I will grow them because you love them."

"Alright, alright I get it," Suzan finally calmed down. Her hyper nerves can be so tough to handle sometimes. "Also, you have done a great job, Selene. There is no doubt you will be the Beta. Almost everyone in the pack is talking about it," Suzan was happier than me while saying it. With all the tasks done, I really had nothing to worry about. There were times when the members messed up, but I had assured them through their mistakes and it made them feel I was reliable enough. 

I had thought it would be tough, but getting everyone involved only made things easier for me to gain their favour and the kind of trust that would grow strong over time.

"Only time will decide, Suzan. Now let's hurry I have to give some pizzas to the people patrolling the borders as well," I increased my pace and Suzan caught up with me with bouncing feet. Everyone had their fill and Sam, as promised, brought his bike to drop me off near the border before going to join the day patrollers with their set of pizzas for lunch. 

Back in Winterwells, I had asked Dandeline to give a visit to the pack today, so she could keep an eye during my absence. Sam was day patrolling near the border and for me, no one else was trustworthy. 

If Suzan was given that job, then only Goddess Luna knew what her hyperactive nerves would have done. 

Right now, I stood in the No-man's-land just where the metal fencing of the Waterwoods had an opening guarded by four tall wolves from Waterwoods. Their golden eyes staring at me as saliva dripped down their growling canines. They were acting as though an enemy had made their way here. Their alerted growls brought around others from Waterwoods, and so did the patrolling wolves from Winterwells stood behind me by the Winterwells border in a protective gesture.

The scene looked like it would break into a fight at any moment.

"Ah- I am here with a permit," I said in a sceptical voice. The werewolves that were guarding looked rabid, like they had shut their human mind off. 

I knew this was going to be tough. After fishing for it in my bag, I got out the parchment of permit and held it in the front, still not stepping inside the Waterwoods land. I tilted my head to the side and asked with a sigh, "Is there no one to check this properly?"

"Clear the way" The voice I heard was cold coming from behind the wolves and it somewhat sounded familiar. 

The guarding wolves moved aside instantly to reveal the face of the boy and it immediately clicked me. It was the boy who had caught me and Fang on the crooked tree. That time, he was ready to attack me for offending Fang, and I only hoped he did not carry that grudge along with him.

He wore a fur collar with nothing else to cover his muscular upper body and half leather skin made pants. Even if he wasn't the Alpha, I could tell he held authority here with the way he walked and the look he carried on his sharp face. The boy did not look much old, rather he looked below the age of 20. But there was a cold aura around him, like his thin eyes were searching for his next victim. He stopped in front of me and spoke in a nonchalant voice, "Are you, Selene Warchild?" 

My brows faintly drew in at the mention of my surname in such a way. It was only possible if Fang had told it cause the permit held my name as only Selene. "Yes, I am."

In a swift motion, the boy turned around, "follow me." As we walked ahead, the wolves came closer, and the boy announced ahead where everyone's attention was on me, "She is a special guest of the Alpha. Everyone would be careful not to go close to her or your head would be on a spike for display in front of your huts."