Chapter 2
Alpha Thunda had become popular, fierce and reverenced as the only alpha that made the best hunt and protected his pack from rogues. He had a towering height, thicker, muscular shoulders, with alluring green eyes and broad chest.
His long hair and cute face often made his wolves mistook him for a girl. Several times his secret admirers had gossiped;
“He is too cute to be an alpha.”
“How can an alpha be more beautiful than a girl?”
“Can you see those long hairs?”
“Someday, his fellow alphas will rape him.”
One day, he was on his hunting spree when he barged into a gruesomely, injured omega in her pool of blood, while her carriage stuck in the river.
“Oh moon goddess, she must have had an accident,” Thunda mumbled and took her on his shoulders into his carriage and rode her to his pack. He took her to his healer and ensured she was well treated and made whole.
Promptly, her eyes opened and the first fate that happened to her was to smell his heady, rosy scent.
“Mate!” her wolf confirmed it.
“Where am I and who are you?” the injured omega shivered once she woke from slumber.
Thunda had already taken her to his tent now, in his bed, and watched her sleep peacefully.
“This is Thunda Pack, and I am Alpha Thunda. I found you in the pool of blood in the jungle, with your carriage stuck in the river. I guess you had an accident.”
“Oh moon goddess,” she grinned, her hands stroking her hair as she dared to recall, “I can’t recall anything,” she sighed, “My head still hurts.”
“Take enough rest,” he hastened to her side with a cup of soothing tea. “I guess this will do. I am here for you, you don’t have to pay for the services.”
He handed her the tea.
She forced a chuckle and found him hilarious.
“Never found a hilarious alpha before,” she mumbled and took the tea.
“So how did you have the accident? And were you alone?” he asked, and noticed she locked eyes with him.
“Yeah I guess I remember now. Yeah I guess I remember now. I was on a hunting spree when my carriage lost control and ran into the rock.
“That was dangerous,” he cautioned her, “Hunting is for alphas and not for omegas,” he reprimanded her and grinned, “Well. thanks to the moon goddess you are alive.”
He stood up and brought out some fresh garment.
The healer said you are going to spend three nights in my pack and it is my duty to take care of you.”
She earned a deep smile on her face and smelled the garment.
“They smell like you. Have you won them before?” she asked hilariously.
“Have you ever seen an alpha wear an omega’s garment?” he queried and turn his back at her, “You can get dressed. I am not watching.”
“I am sorry. I was only joking,” she squeezed into the garments, “But you are too cute to be an alpha. I guess the moon goddess created you straight form her womb.”
“Are you done dressing?” he ignored her idle talks.
“And I never told you to look away. You deserve to see the nude of the omega you saved. My special gift.”
He sighed. “I will get you breakfast. You need to keep to your treatment. The healer mentioned broken knee cap and shoulders. Don’t miss your medications.”
“As my alpha pleases,” She smiled at him.
He was about leaving, when she reminded him. “And how come I know your name and you don’t want to know mine.
“So what is the name?” he asked with disinterest, chest held out.
“Erica.”
“Erica you are welcomed to my pack once again,” he groaned and left.
She stood up, her eyes peering through the window, staring at his smooth, toned skin, his long lush hair that fell to his shoulders like waterfall, his muscular arms and charming postures that could make an omega wet at first sight.
Some alphas are created differently,” she said in her mind. I can’t believe I scented him to be mine. Father can’t wait to hear this.”
After spending three nights in Thunda Pack, the carriage were set to convey her home.
Thunda waited for her outside until she got dressed by the maidens.
“My alpha, she is ready to leave now,” the maiden told him.
Thunda got inside the room. “I am glad you are strong now. Your parents and your pack must be worried about you.”
“Especially my father. He will love to see you in person and appreciate you,” she locked eyes with him but he didn’t initiate it.
“It is nothing, so what pack do you belong?”
“I am royalty; sorry it escaped my mind earlier. I am Princess Erica, the only daughter of Alpha King Graham.”
“What!” he exclaimed furiously.