Chapter Two
Chapter Two
Till date, Oliver had dealt with the pain and madness that came with being an unmated immortal Alpha. He had for centuries ruled and in and out through generations he had hoped to find a mate or at least someone to love him. As the years went by, the Alpha and his pack grew in strength, size, and wealth but one thing remained the same. He remained alone through it all.
"Your name is Nalani?" He asked the young beautiful maiden that was sitting in front of him. Closely observing her neck for any signs of a tattoo, her pale neck only held her necklace. She nodded once, still carefully attending to his burns that now felt so much better.
"That's a rare name. What family do you come from?" He asked suspiciously, barely able to keep the edge out of his voice.
"I've lived with Cordelia all my life." She replied simply and that confused him even more. That was not the answer to his question, he suddenly felt uncomfortable in her presence. He looked at her scrutinizing her for any signs—something to satiate his present curiosity but he didn't find none.
"I understand that you have lived with Cordelia for a long time, but where do you come from? Your family, who are they?" Oliver asked once more.
The healer had no children, well as far as he knew she was unmated and had no children. She had Nalani in her care for a long time but for the first time, especially upon hearing her name he wondered where the girl had actually come from and who her real family were. As far as his old memory could carry him, she didn't look familiar. But her name held too many familiar edges.
She ignored his questions and went on with cleaning him, almost as though she had not heard him speak. With anybody else, they would have been dead for trying to ignore him but Oliver couldn't even bring himself to touch a strand of hair on her head. He wasn't sure what it was that made him completely powerless and almost weak in her presence, but he couldn't shake it off and that scared him.
"I'll be leaving these potions behind, though Cordelia will be here to help you apply them and check on your healing progress come morning but if you feel uncomfortable or they start to hurt again, just apply them like I have done and you would feel better." Nalani said, packing her things into her bag without so much as a second glance at the Alpha.
He watched as she strode out of the room in silence and not until he heard his front door close, did he feel relief. It suddenly felt the air was easier to breathe and the tightness in his chest eased all at once. Oliver frowned in anger and confusion. What was that? How did this even happen?
The first Nalani he had met had cursed him and the only other one he had met, hundreds of years later, was a powerful being that he had no control over and he also couldn't detect what kind of being she was.
He settled into his bed, turning on his side to stare at the wall and think. He felt exhausted from fighting for so long and from the burns he had sustained, which felt so much better with whatever she had applied on it, but it seemed like sleep had decided to evade him.
He turned and tossed and hissed at himself at the discomfort that he felt. And it wasn't from his burns. His mind was racing with amethyst eyes and silky voice. He struggled internally within himself at the presence that seemed to be edged in his mind. What the hell was going on? Oliver shot out of his bed in frustration, mind linking his Beta immediately.
Lane has arrived to meet Oliver pacing the length of his room and whispering maniacally to himself. The sight scared the Beta. Being unmated for so long would eventually drive the being insane. It was the reason why soul mates were created in the first place.
The other half of one's soul and without that half, they felt incomplete and an itch began in their minds, the older they got, the stronger the itch felt, nagging in their minds and distorting it, until it finally drove them over the edge. Lane feared that was happening to Oliver already. It was a wonder that the Alpha had been able to survive this long with the itch.
"Oliver? Are you okay? What's the problem?" Lane asked approaching the man carefully, just in case he had truly lost it.
"No! I am not okay." The power that the Alpha released into the room with that shout shook The Beta's frame and almost brought him to his knees. He struggled for breath and held onto the post of the bed frame for support.
"Wha-what is t-the problem?" Lane stuttered out, trying to block the Alpha's powers to ease its effect on his mind, but it was difficult. His eyes were glowing golden, a sign that his wolf was on the surface. That was never a good sign. He pressed down his eyelids to suppress the growling urge of his wolf. Having him on the loose at a moment like this could be more disastrous than having to fight another battle. Do not forget that the wolf of an immortal king, is also an immortal.
"Get Cordelia here this instant." His boom reverberated through the room, bouncing off the walls and causing the Beta to scurry out of the room as fast as he could. Immediately after Lane left, he delve into a higher level of restlessness. It wasn't just his wolf or his intuition, presently, this minute, everything he has got—all there was to him, needed a glimmering touch of closure. it was not necessarily the physical touch though, at this moment, any form of touch would do.