The Lycan's Rejected Mate (naiah and Amos) novel Chapter 33

Leondre's POV

I was surprised to hear that my mate was in the sunset Lycan pack, that pack has not been an enemy to us but they are not allies either. They are a strong and the first Lycan pack to have a werewolf Alpha. Enrique Altamirano is strong and a confident man, others even say he's werewolf royalty. His pack is flourishing and his warriors are top-skilled fighters, they usually keep to themselves so we ignore them. There have been rumors going around that the Alpha is a gifted man not only in fighting skills but I don't know how true that is. We haven't had gifted shifters in decades, could it be that Enrique Altamirano descends from one of the few chosen wolves by the goddess? I wondered.

'No, they were all slaughtered by the dark wizards,'

A century ago, shifters were terrorizing wolves instead of coexisting peacefully together. They wanted the werewolves to submit and be slaves however, the goddess did not agree with this and hence chose a few with wolves' pure Alpha bloodline and gave them special powers so that they should properly defend themselves. The werewolves were victorious in battles and all shifters maintained peace, however, witches started hunting them and killed the gifted wolves through rituals, and the last gifted family died a decade ago.

'What is Ana doing there,' I asked Saga as we marched there.

'I don't know but a vision of her in that pack came to me,'

When we arrived we stayed on the other side of the border to preserve the peace. I knew that the patrol warriors had already mind-linked their Alpha, yet I was agitated. What if they kept my mate here against her will, I felt a presence behind me and I turned to caress my sister's Lycan, she was telling me to calm down and that Anaiah was alright if I saw that vision. I was thankful to her.

'If anyone hurt her in any way I'll make sure the whole pack ceases to exist,' Saga growled and I agreed with him. My senses suddenly heighten as I smelt her intoxicating scent hit my nostrils.

I immediately ran to her without caring for the borderline.

Ana wrapped her arms around me and we stayed like that for a long time. Enrique Altamirano joined us and announced that she is his sister, my mind link buzzed with questions from my members. I ignored Altamirano's insolence and focused on my mate who nodded her confirmation. I didn't understand what was going on but right now, I needed her to come home with me.

"Ana, let's go home,"

"She is home," Enrique sighed and came closer to us. I looked between them, noticing some similarities in their features like their eye color, the shape of their nose and so much more.

"Go back, my sister is not going anywhere with the likes of you, and shouldn't you be busy preparing for your wedding?" I wanted to punch Enrique in his face, my fists were clenched and I bite my teeth together,

'Breath, he wants to provoke you to see your reaction,' Arya said through the mind link and I refrained from breaking his jaw in half.

"Anaiah, there is no wedding, I'm sorry for causing you pain," I said, desperately. I was desperate to have this woman by my side not because the goddess said I will need her for the war to come but because she was mine and I loved her so much. A month without her tormented my life and I don't want to go back to that darkness again.

"Leon, I can't. That woman was right," She backed away from me slowly and my Lycan whimpered, when I'm with my mate, my big bad Lycan acts like a pup hence this is hurting him.

"No, no my love, she wasn't," I assured her, Alaiah is wrong about Ana, and everything else.

"I'll come when I'm ready," She whispers,

'She needs time, the Luna is still hurting,' Dan says. I sigh and hold her waist, breathing in her fragrance.

"When you're ready then," I peck her lips and she blushes profusely, making her cuter. I know I didn't want people to know our bond because of security reasons but I don't care anymore, I'll protect her. I kiss her but she doesn't move with me so I bite her lips and she gasps, I take the opportunity presented to shove my tongue into her mouth, she tasted delicious.

"Promise you'll come?" I asked.

"I promise,"

"I love you, my Queen," I smiled and her heart skipped.