The Alpha King's Tribrid Mate novel Chapter 39

Nicolette's POV

One week. One week till the unimaginable would happen. The knowledge of my birthday died with my parents. Beck only knows my birthday because he saw my calendar in my room.

Also, it wasn't Beck's handwriting. It was a female's handwriting. Maybe I could track the package back to its sender using a spell but a smart witch would know how to hide it.

I kept running until I got to the edge of the pack boarder. My wolf sniffed the boarder line but got to close. She let out a whimper as the boundary sent a shock through her body and sent her flying back a few feet.

She let out a grumble and pawed at the ground trying to make it softer. She sat down and laid her head onto the ground. She liked it. Liked having her mate around more often than usual. She wanted him. I don't know how much I want him though.

He knowingly brought me pain and treated me like garbage. My wolf let out a whine as she feels a hand run down her fur. His scent wasn't one we should be afraid of.

"You like to take care of your fur," Lucas smiles to my wolf. She rubs her head along his leg and smiles. I shake my head at her with a small smile on my face. She was a goofball and always a playful one.

"I need to talk to Nicolette right now but when we're done I'll let my wolf out and you both can hunt," he negotiated. She thought about it for a second and nodded. He placed some clothes in front of us and turned around. I shifted back and changed and cracked my knuckles as I stretch.

"You stressed Malcom out by running off like that," he said turning around. His blue eyes looked like an ocean as the light lightly shone in him. He scanned my face as I clenched my jaw.

"Then why isn't he the one looking for me?" I ask him. He opens his mouth then closes them. I sigh and nod. "I told him I would try."

"But?" He questioned. He knew there was a but. It was so easily read that I had my doubts about his intentions with suddenly wanting to work things out with me.

"It just happened so suddenly. First he knowingly tortured me and now he drops his she-wolf fling and wants things to work. I feel like there's a catch and I don't want to fall in love with him then have the rug pulled out from under me," I said. "Why me anyways? Why would he want me as his Queen Luna?"

"Because, Nicolette, you're perfect for it. You are strong, confident, and smart. You Amy think you're weak but I think your strong. You were brave enough to run when your parents told you to. You were brave enough to spend all those days knowing Malcom was with someone else and you didn't reject him. Malcom's a fool if he's going to let you get away from him," he said. I let out a long sigh and lean my back onto a tree.

"And what makes you think I'm so perfect for being Queen Luna? I loose my temper easily, I'm only one fourth wolf. The vampires and witches are seeking me out to be their queen. If they found out I became Queen Luna, they won't hesitate to attack," I told him. Beck always told me what happens in his coven's meetings.

They've been seeking me out for years. Malcom was the only one who didn't give a crap if he found me or not. The witches wanted me the most so I could put an end on the continuous war the werewolves, vampires, and witches are in. They want me to find a peace in all of this mess.

"I've seen you fight Nicole I've been beat by you and so have our guards," he told me. I let out a scoff and roll my eyes.

"If you call those royal guard then you are in for a shock," I tell him. Those guards were no where near the required training for boarder control.

"We had an incident few months ago leaving our guards incapable of fighting," he said. I nod and stare outside into the woods outside of the boarder. It looked the same from in here but it looked so much freer than in here.

"Are those guards capable of healing?" I ask him. He shakes his head and I nod, taking note of that. "I'd like to take a look at them."

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It was a room full of beaten down wolves some had injuries so tiny that it should have healed but they had not.

"Physical therapy to see if they can regain strength in their injuries," Lucas told me as I stared at all of them doing exercises fit for their injuries.