Episode 11

I spent hours trying to follow the trail of my female, which means it must be her. We were so close and I couldn't have her in my arms. We could have at least slept embraced, but no. I can't help but feel her scent. She must be using a blocker. Witches can do that.

After finding out that she had managed to escape without a trace, I ate the burnt fish and headed home. Few know that all these lands are mine. For years, I've been trying to discover a kind of werewolf that exists around here, but I don't know how they manage to camouflage so well.

I arrive home and talk to my Beta of my Pack, ask the tracking team to come and hand them the sleeping bag. I explain what she is like and where I found her. I also remember that she was going along a trail and suddenly changed and went to the clearing, she must have noticed me.

How foolish I was!

Well, she called me that and she was right. How did I not realize that she is much more than a girl alone and defenseless in the forest? I was an arrogant alpha male and underestimated the capabilities of the woman in front of me, purely based on her gender and fragile appearance, and I was completely wrong.

Me and my protective macho complex, wanting to save all the women in the world as if they were like they were two centuries ago, helpless and submissive. What a mistake, this woman is far from helpless. I should have imagined that a female destined to a Supreme would never be weak and defenseless.

The trackers left and I went to take a shower and feed my stressed body. I've reached a point where I need to find my mate urgently, or the beast inside me will take control. Only my mate can calm her down and I missed the opportunity to be with her, here, close to me.

When the trackers returned, they didn't bring much news. It was practically what I already knew. They said the scent changed and then followed to a forest, where it disappeared completely. I had already inspected that part of the land several times and never found anything, now it happened with the trackers. I believe this fact means something.

The day is coming to an end and I release my wolf, who is furious with me for letting her escape. He is certain that she is our destined mate. He jumps through the window of the second-floor office and angrily heads to the area where the trail was lost. We stop at the edge of the thicket and look around.

He spots a huge rock and jumps onto it, I see through his eyes, a trail hidden by the bushes. Interesting, you can't see it from below, the bushes cover it. We jump straight onto it and notice the trail. We continue to look at the ground and reach the edge of a forest that seems untouched by man.

I find it strange, this forest, it doesn't appear on the map I made of this area. I think I finally found the track of the hidden Pack that I've been searching for for so many years.

Mag

I woke up to the sound of birds singing, it's dawn. I jumped out of bed, washed myself with water from the pitcher, grabbed my things and went to the bathroom. After finishing my morning routine, I went downstairs already dressed and went to the kitchen, my grandmother was already at the table, having breakfast.

"Good morning, Grandma! I woke up so well! I'm dying to know what's going on."

"Good morning, girl! I'm glad you woke up with energy, we have a busy day ahead."

"Do I have plans waiting for me?"

"You speak funny, girl," she laughed.

"My dad always complains, but I'll improve, Grandma, I promise."

"Eat, dear. Alegra prepared this table for you, so make her happy, okay?"

"Sure," I put on my plate: eggs, sausage, and cassava. I filled my mug with coffee with milk, sweetened it, and started eating, it's great. "Who is Alegra?"

"You will meet her. She has been preparing my meals for a long time, but she found her mate and now comes here to cook and goes back home."

"Double workload."

"Yes, I suggested that she stop or train someone else to help me, but she didn't want to."

"She loves you."

"I can feel that too."

Let me talk about my grandmother. She doesn't look like those grandmothers in calcium and vitamin D commercials, she is beautiful, slender, and seems very strong. I wouldn't give her more than thirty-five years, but I think she has many more. Her hair is red and her skin is bronzed with a hint of indigenous skin. Her eyes are green and when she moves, she is so delicate and gentle that it calms us.

We finished eating, I cleared the table and washed the dishes, I won't be a dead weight around here. My grandma seemed to expect that from me and I was happy. Luckily, I tidied up the room before coming downstairs and also threw away the dirty water. I also don't like having my personal mess cleaned up.

We left and she directed me to a huge warehouse, a little far from her house.

"You know, dear, we are a different Pack. We don't live together in one place, as it would be easier for them to find us. With today's technology, satellites can find everything and this territory is quite large. Scattered around, each family watches over their personal territory and it doesn't create too much trouble for just one group."

We arrived at the warehouse and it was crowded with blood reds. You can see why they are called that.

"Why is my mom so white, grandma? Everyone here is so red!"

She laughed pleasantly.

"Your grandfather, just like your father, found this place, or rather, was guided here by our guardian. We recognized each other as mates as soon as we saw each other. He was Scottish. Very white with dark red hair. Bearded and long-haired, he looked like a Viking."

We climbed onto a stage where there were chairs and children, yes, children. She asked everyone to sit down and stood in the center and at the front of the stage and addressed the people:

"Today is the first day of the new moon, marking the beginning of winter. It is when we hold our memorial, to never forget who we are and where we come from. Before we begin, I want to introduce my granddaughter and queen of us all. She will be trained and will assume her role. She arrived on a perfect day for us. I present to you Margarida Leonel Silence, who likes to be called Mag."

She turned to me with her arm extended, I stood up and went to her.

"Welcome your queen!" she exclaimed.

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