Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Seven
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“Most of the time, I didn’t even know what I was doing.”
“Well, that makes the two of us. You were born a leader, Kada.”
“No, I wasn’t. I might be the daughter of an Alpha, and I might have had big dreams, but being a leader isn’t easy. Only now do I realize that I’ve been chasing the wrong thing for years. I don’t want to be an Alpha. All I want is to be with you–by your side, forever.”
Alexander kissed me once again. “You’ve proved yourself, not just to this pack but to the whole world.”
“That doesn’t make me an Alpha. You are the rightful Alpha”
“I don’t see any rule that states two alphas can’t rule a pack”
I laughed, thinking back to Derek. In a way, I was just like him-never content with what I had, always wanting more. I never wanted to be like the other girls. Sometimes, even wondered if being born female was some kind of mistake. But it wasn’t. My destiny was by Alexander’s side to support him at every step, and that, I would do.
“I want to be your Luna… if you’ll haye me.”
At that he chuckled. “Come on, you will always be my Luna and mate.”
Mate.
The bond was gone, but strangely there was something stronger between us, and I liked it even better.
“There’s something you need to know.” Alexander began. I met my mother–well, she was a… ghost.”
He paused to see if I saw him as crazy for talking about ghosts, but I believed him, and besides, I had seen much worse things.
“You did?” I asked, urging him to go on.
“Yes, and I know the truth now. My parents never intended to leave. My father had to go because technically time was up, and my mother… well, she couldn’t live without him, and so she died to be with him.”
“Does that make you sad?” I asked.
“No. In a way, I get it. When you told me about the attack–how you were almost killed–I knew that if anything had happened to you, I would’ve blamed myself… and I wouldn’t have wanted to live either.”
I could tell he meant those words.
