My Fated Mate Can Have Her Chapter 12: The Pull

Violet

A strong ache in my stomach ripped from sleep. I could hear voices and movent outside the tent. For a mont, I remained lying down, still and slightly confused.

I did not know when I had fallen asleep again.

The fur was warm against my skin, the fire had burned down to embers, and faint light filtered through the fabric of the tent.

A sharp pain hit my stomach again.

I was starving.

The hunger hit one more ti, this ti my whole body felt it as my stomach cramped so hard I hugged it. I tried to get up, my eyes roaming the tent. I wasn’t sure I had it in to go out and ask...

My eyes landed on the wide wooden bowl beside the makeshift bed. It was covered with a faint cloth but I could sll the at. Without hesitating, I pulled it towards and flung the fabric aside, revealing food.

Actual food!

It was roasted at, still faintly warm, flatbread, and so kind of fruit I had never seen before. I noticed a waterskin beside . As if suddenly realizing how thirsty I was, my throat dried up.

I took a sip of the water, forced myself not to down it all, and then, I tore into the food, barely chewing it. The at was tender, and the bread was soft and warm. My eyes watered as my eating slowed down. Tears slid down my cheeks.

I could not rember when last I had eaten such good food.

I sniffed and continued eating. The fruit was a refreshing end to the al, and by the ti I was drinking the water, my stomach was no longer cramping.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and panted, staring into the space in front of .

Suddenly, reality ca crashing down on , hard.

A Supre Alpha.

The force gently pulsed throughout my body, spiking slightly at the thought of him. It wasn’t as uncomfortable and as chaotic as that ti.

Aside from that, there was nothing else.

I pressed my hand to my chest, waiting for the familiar ache of rejection to disrupt .

Nothing happened.

I frowned, confused. The rejection pain that had tornted for so long had gone.

Completely.

A severed bond did not go away for a long ti from what I’ve heard. Even if it took, months. And I had only been rejected so days ago.

’What had changed?’

The voices outside suddenly grew louder, and there was more movent. Heavy movent.

Sothing was happening.

I pushed myself to my feet and rushed to the entrance where I slowly shifted the flap of the tent.

The camp was being dismantled. Large folds of fabric were curled up in a corner, with neatly arranged wooden poles that had previously held them up. A number of wolves moved back and forth, organizing and clearing up the area. Soone started tying up the folded fabrics and heaving them into a large dark sack.

Conversations stopped, heads turned, and within seconds, multiple eyes turned towards .

I stiffened, suddenly finding myself outside the tent.

To think I had just walked out like that while observing the wolves.

I clutched the borrowed clothes on my body, hyperaware of how odd I must look. A lot of them must have been aware of being here, but might not have seen until now.

The intense curiosity in their looks unnerved , and it made want to return back inside the tent. But my legs would not move.

"Ah, you’re awake."

I turned, alard. The voice belonged to a woman slightly taller than I was. Her dark hair was slightly disheveled, and while her face barely revealed any expression, her eyes were sharp as they swept over .

She was soone of authority.

"How are you feeling?"

"I am better now. Thank you," I carefully responded.

"Good." She nodded, her eyes drifting to the camp activity around us. "You’ll need your strength. We’re leaving."

My heart jumped, and the words ca out of my mouth before I could help it. "Leaving?"

A movent at my side stole my attention and I jumped aside as the tent slowly ca undone.

There was no other place for to retreat to.

Her forehead twitched with an obviously slight irritation that made go still. "Yes, to the Capital."

The Capital?

He was a Supre Alpha, of course, he would reside mostly within the Capital. And I was being taken to the Capital of another nation.

A slow dread consud as I rembered what he had told . I couldn’t leave. I had no choice but to go with them.

"I am Ila, His second beta, and you are?"

My eyes slightly widened. She appeared far stronger than a normal beta, which made sense considering she served a Supre Alpha.

"Violet," I answered.

I slightly pressed my lips. Usually when introducing oneself, you ought to ntion your pack na. But I belonged to none.

She silently scrutinized , then her expression slightly softened. "Violet, I am glad to see you’re faring better now. Can you ride? Or will you shift for the journey?"

The question hit like a slap. The hairs at the nape of my neck stood on end and I gripped my wrist tight.

"I... I can’t shift," I whispered.

Silence.

Ila’s surprise was brief. A flicker that swept across her face before it disappeared just as it had appeared. But I had seen it.

The horror, and disgust.

A wolf who couldn’t shift was... wrong.

Broken.

And she must have certainly felt that way.

To my shock, she started turning away from without a word.

She was going to walk away without saying anything just like that?

I opened my mouth to speak when I sensed him.

I did not know how or why, but I knew where he was.

My breath stopped. At the edge of the camp, he erged from the tree line.

His white hair was tied back, revealing the sharp lines of his face. Even from this distance, those ice-blue eyes were striking. Two wolves approached him, alerting his attention. He had not looked at . Sothing in adamantly felt he could sense too, but he simply refused to look at .

And it irritated .

I should have looked away. I should have done anything except stand there and stare at him like a fool, but I couldn’t move.

My grip on my wrist tightened to the point of discomfort.

It could not be...

Was this why I no longer felt the rejection pain?

’I do not understand. This is a different—’

"Is he your mate?"

I flinched and turned to find Ila staring at , wide-eyed with shock.