Chapter Thirty two

Alora continued to wonder who the mysterious woman in her dream was. Each day, she came to her dream, it was either she says a few words before Alora woke up, causing her to be confused. The last dream she had, the woman was able to tell her what her name was. Her name was Hazel. 

Days passed turned into weeks, Alora kept having dreams about the same woman. She managed to see her face which looked exactly like her, the older version of her, but the only difference was the hair colour. 

Radolph has been in his room for days now. He shunned any form of meeting and connections. His nightmares were starting to seem real, because each time he woke up from sleep, it was either his clothes were stained with another person's blood or his hands were filled with blood. 

That night, Radolph stood outside in the main garden drinking. He was lost in thought and didn't even register how many drinks he had taken. It talked a while before werewolves got intoxicated and he looked like he was planning on intoxication. He didn't want to sleep because he was scared of those nightmares would come again. 

Alora laid on her bed about to fall asleep when the doors opened and Radolph staggered in drunk. She stood up immediately when she saw him. She wondered how someone would actually get this drunk because he stinks with alcohol. 

"Take this off me." He growled, pulling off his robe. She rolled her eyes, having no choice but to help him pull it off like he had requested. "This too." Alora helped him pull off his shirt, leaving his bare chest. 

Her heart skipped a bit and she gulped hard. His muscular and broad chest looked sexy in the dim light in the room. His body was a bit damp due to sweat which only made the pit in Alora's stomach dig itself deepier. His eight packs abs flexed as he took his ragged breath. She just wanted to touch it but she cautioned herself. 

Radolph fell on the bed and sighed. Before she could blink an eye he was already asleep. She covered him with the sheets and asked Anna to get her another one. She sat by the fire reading till she fell asleep. 

Radolph woke up in the middle of the night. A familiar scent hit him. Both sweet and intoxicating. Alora? What is she doing in my room? He thought as he sat up on the bed.

"Wait, this isn't my room." He looked around, finally noticing that he wasn't in his room. 

What was he doing here? He looked under the sheets and noticed he wore nothing on the upper part of his body. 

He searched for her in the dark room until his gaze fell on her sleeping peacefully on the chair. He quickly dressed and was about to open the door when Alora gasped in her sleep.

He walked to her and carried her to bed in a princess style. He laid her on the bed and covered her with the sheets before walking out of the room. He regretted drinking too much but it wasn't his fault either. 

Radolph found one of his mistresses in his room. He had asked her to come the previous night to satisfy his desires but unfortunately, he wasn't even there. He didn't think twice before he started unbuttoning his clothes and went to explore her body.

Alora woke up the following morning just after the sun rose. She remembered she had fallen asleep on the chair. She looked around, no sign of Radolph. She got out of bed and took a stroll around her garden before Anna served her morning tea. 

"How many mistresses does Alpha have?" Alora asked.

"About fifteen, Luna. They all live in the mistress quarters, Luna." Anna said. 

"I've spent three months here if I'm not wrong right?" Alora asked and Anna replied affirmatively. 

"Can you take me to the mistress quarters?" Alora asked and Anna wore a scared look on her face immediately she asked 

"I don't think it's a good idea, Luna. Most of them don't like you. And they aren't really nice people."

"I still want to go there. Besides, I haven't stepped out of this room for two months. It is starting to get tiring since I wasn't told not to go out of the room." Alora mixed her tea before sipping it gently.

"I'll make sure to inform the mistresses, Luna. When would you like to go? I suggest tomorrow because they would have prepared for your arrival." Anna suggested. 

In the mistresses' quarters that night, the maids came to inform them about Alora planning to visit them the following day. 

"Why would she come to visit us? Is she coming to yell at us or something?" The youngest mistress whispered. 

"Yell at us? Or we'll just have to shut her up."