The Alpha’s Mate Who Cried Wolf

Chapter 141

‘Alec, it’s time to drink. It will also help regain some strength anyway,’ I say. Alec reaches his hand up

and twirls his fingers through my hair, and tucks it behind my ear. I help him sit up. He cups my face

and pulls me in for a passionate kiss. He has a look of hunger in his eyes, but not just for my blood. He

reveals his fangs and playfully caresses the nape of my neck. An inner heat consumes me, and his

teeth sink into my skin. Again, a minute passes, and he struggles to stop drinking.

‘Repeliate’, I say.

He flies back against the wall, panting, ‘I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, he says, unable to look me in the eyes. I

pat the bed for him to come back. He sits back on the bed, and I climb onto his lap and wrap my legs

around his waist.

‘You better finish what you just started, Alec, or you will be in big trouble,’ I flirt. He sees the fire in my

eyes, matching his. Wasting no time, Alec immediately makes passionately love to me.

***

As Alec gives me a grand tour, we meet up with Magnus and the others in the courtyard.

‘This place is amazing! I can’t believe this is where we now live,’ May exclaims. Sabre, May’s Fennec

Fox and Fern’s cat explore the workshops climbing wooden beams and peeking curiously in dark

corners and crevices.

‘Anyone is welcome to use any of these workshops to help get our new village up and running and

provide goods for trading and selling,’ I say.

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around the equipment, while others are curious about how it all works. They converse as I continue

along the cobblestone courtyard into the garden. I skip and twirl around.

‘It’s so enchanting and beautiful, I say.

‘Enchanting is one word to describe you,’ Alec says,

‘Beautiful would be the other word, Magnus adds. Their words create butterflies in my stomach. I gaze

back and forth between them with a playful look and quickly shift into my wolf. I run out through the

courtyard and over the drawbridge.

Magnus smirks, ‘It appears our little mate wants to play,’ he says to Alec.

Alec smiles and nods and, with a dash of speed, is already catching up to me, Magnus shifts and isn’t

far behind Alec. Alec is the first to tackle me. I shift into my human form for a few moments, and we roll

around in the long grass, kissing passionately. Then I shift into my wolf again and dash towards the

trees. Not a minute later, I’m then tackled by Magnus’s wolf. We shift back and share a fiery kiss. My

fingers glide through Magnus’s hair as he lays upon me. We

continue to kiss until Reaper begins to caw loudly in the tree we lay under.

‘Reaper, do you mind?’ I growl, ‘Your kind of ruining the moment,

“Yes, I do mind, he mind-links.

‘Don’t look or perch in another tree if you don’t like what you see then,

Alec laughs as he sits beside me.

‘I think Reaper feels a little jealous that you have Magnus and me, Alec says.

Aw, come here, Reaper,’ I say, extending my arm for him. He lies down and perches on my arm, and I

give him a good scratch under his beak and on the back of his head. ‘Is my baby Reaper feeling lonely

and left out? Who’s my cute Reaper?’ I say, mollycoddling him,

Reaper happily soaks in all the attention I give him. Alec and Magnus laugh. Reaper hops onto my

shoulder, and we return to the castle grounds.

Magnus and Alec stand behind me as we watch everyone in the courtyard. Everyone is happy.

‘We should let them assign themselves jobs,’ I say.

Magnus and Alec nod in agreement.

‘Can I please have everyone’s attention?’ I say.

Everyone stops conversing and turns to face me.

‘I would like you all to sort yourselves into groups. Please stand here for anyone who wants to be a

cook or baker. Farmers who want to grow crops and harvest, please stand here.

The rest organise themselves into more groups: blacksmiths, stonemasons, armourers, millers,

servants, carpenters, minstrels, weavers, winemakers, and watchmen. May and the witches decide to

focus on being healers and making medicines and potions. Kadva is unsure of what to do but smiles

when May and the others insist he works with them in the magic department. It did make perfect sense

seeing as his magic works similar to that of a witch and a sprite. Most of the vampires have chosen to

guard the castle and protect us. Although I’m not sure why when there is no hostility in Mysteria, but if it

makes them happy, then so be it. They take their posts in the watch towers, along the stone walls,

spread out inside the castle in the main rooms and foyers, and stand in the shadows like statues,

Men from the ship carry the trunks and crates of goods gifted to us into the courtyard and place them

down.

‘Great! Now that everyone knows their positions here on Emerald Island let’s bring these food crates

into the kitchen. The cooks can prepare a feast we will share in the great hall tonight,’ I say.

Everyone cheers.

“Lifto Levitatous,’ I say, waving my wand at the trunk full of clothes.

‘Skedaddle Dash,’ I blink, taking the trunk and appearing in my chamber. Then, using my wand, I guide

the chest down to a perfect spot in my room.

The floor-length mirror framed in black wood and intricate carvings shows all the twigs and grass

poking out from my hair and clothing. I strip down and turn to the wooden tub in the room.

‘Aqua Bedew,’ I say, filling the tub with water. I step out as quick as I stepped in and shiver. ‘Too cold,’ I

say. ‘Inferno Flamo,’ I say and watch the steam rise above the water. I poke my fingers in this time.

‘Perfect, I say and sit in the tub.

There is a knock on the door, ‘Come in,’ I say, expecting it to be Magnus or Alec, but instead, a female

vampire with beautiful blonde hair enters the room. I have seen her a few times amongst the other

vampires. She looks only to be a few years older than me. Although being a vampire, she could be

hundreds of years old.

‘Can I help you?’ | ask.

‘Forgive me for intruding, my Queen, but I was hoping to be the one to help you?’ She says with a bow.

‘Oh?’ I reply.

‘My name is Saskia, and I was hoping to be your handmaiden here in the castle,’ she smiles.

‘I never really thought about having a handmaiden,’ I smile.

‘Well, you are our Queen, and a Queen should always be doted upon,’ she says. Saskia approaches

the wooden tub, kneels beside the tub, grabs a cloth and begins washing my back.

My back stiffens, and I laugh at how it tickles.

‘I don’t think this is necessary?’ | ask.

“Of course, it is. It’s my job now and an honour to keep you looking and smelling your best, she laughs

happily. There is a

warm brightness about her.

‘Okay, Saskia,’ I smile at her, ‘You’re officially my handmaiden,

She drops the cloth, wraps her arms around me, and hugs me tight.

‘Thank you so much! You won’t regret it! She beams.

I can’t help but feel that I’ve just made a new best friend. Saskia washes my hair and helps me out of

the tub. Once I’m dry, she opens the trunk and pulls out many beautiful dresses and undergarments.

‘These are all so beautiful, she says.

‘Which one do you think I should wear?’

“Hmm, maybe this one?’ She says, holding up a white dress with gold threading and embroidery. The

sleeves are so long that they reach the floor.

I nod and put the fresh undergarments on. Saskia pulls the dress down over my head.

‘Is this really me?’ I stare at my reflection in the mirror at how elegant I look.

‘Where not finished yet, my Queen. I still have your hair to brush and pin-up,’ she smiles.

Saskia walks over to the trunk and pulls out a smaller chest inside, and places it on the dresser where I

sit. I open the box to find beautiful jewelled hair pieces and an antique hair brush, comb and handheld

mirror. Saskia brushes my hair and pins it all up high.

‘Which pin shall we put in your hair?’ She asks.

I pick up the gold dragonfly shaped pin encrusted with red rubies and hand it to Saskia.

‘This one,’ I smile.

She places it in my hair, and I return to the floor-length mirror. I twirl around and truly admire myself.

‘You look like a Queen, Saskia smiles.

‘On the contrary, I say, remembering Alec’s words, ‘I am a Queen.’ I beam.