The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 49
Could it be that Nightwake has something Xeneron wants?
Thinking more and more about this, Walker’s invitation was only getting more appealing. I could use this to my advantage, scope
out anything I could find and just maybe come home with answers. Possibly hear things while my visit there. Whatever the
rogues want, Nightwake has. Once I find out what exactly that is, I’ll gather the evidence I need and file for a case against
Nightwake.
Pursing my lips together, I nodded to myself before turning on my heels and walking into the pack house. If I was going to visit a
pack, i would of course have to dress for the occasion. Noah followed a few steps behind, waiting patiently for what I would say
next.
“Get the van ready. We’re leaving now.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
The van door slid open with my warriors piling out in a single line. They stood firm and unwavering, glaring down at anyone
throwing looks our way. We were beginning to attract attention. A lot of it. I swung my legs over the car seat, letting my feet sink
into Nightwake territory. It was still the same; vast land surrounded by smaller houses and a huge house meant for the Alpha
right in the middle with a huge field in the far side of the territory. The simple, modern buildings identical to the ones I could
salvage through my memories.
It hardly changed.
A few bystanders took the time to stop whatever they were doing to stare. Some actively trying to find out where the Alpha was
or who we were. Our unfamiliar scents traveled far and wide seeing as a few people stuck their heads out the window to
investigate. I could feel their suspicions projected onto us from their gazes. Wolves didn’t like non-pack to be on their territory.
They felt threatened if not extremely intimidated.
I was certain Landon kept our visit to himself rather than letting his pack members know.
They looked completely confused and a little hostile from our arrival.
Most of these people were the ones who grew up with me knowing only my name and my sister. People who never treated me
bad but instead acted like I didn’t exist. It was bad enough the place gave me unwanted memories but now it’s trying to suck me
back in the past? Breathing in the scent I was so familiar with but soon grew stranger to, a sense of nostalgia came over me.
Snippets of seeing myself walk down the path from school all alone lingered in my mind. The garden I used to tend to, probably
forgotten about and withered away.
Noah stood by my side, standing tall and looking sharp with a suit he only wore when visiting outside packs. He looked over the
area, no doubt noting the layout. It was his first time setting foot on Nightwake.
“Excuse me, uhm, can we help you?”

My gaze drifted to a small, petite woman holding onto an infant of about six months old. She watched us curiously, bright tawny
eyes squinting with intrigue. Noah immediately stepped forward, nodding at her before gesturing to me.
“My Alpha, Selene Crestfield of Greyhound Territory, was invited by Alpha Walker for a meeting. We were told to come here
today, but I see that no one is really expecting us...”
There was slight irritation in Noah’s voice. When an Alpha visits another pack, it’s common courtesy for the Alpha of the territory
to receive their guests personally. Often making a big deal of it by
having a welcoming feast. It established respect on his counterpart and demonstrates good will toward the visitor.
Good will my a ss.
The only good Landon can ever do is to stay the hell out of my way.
Just before the girl could respond, we noticed someone pushing through the crowd. I knew from the scent of him, who it was. I
kept my head high and watched as Benicio managed to squeeze through the bodies of nosy spectators. He was breathing hard
as he fought to catch his breath. Once his gaze settled on Noah and I, he straightened up. Clearing this throat, he looked me
dead in the eyes. “Sele- Alpha Crestfield, our apologies for the lack of hospitality. We weren’t aware you’d arrive this early. Again,
forgive us. Alpha Landon is now expecting you at his office.”
I
gave him a curt nod. Nothing more, nothing less. My wolf huffed out, tail swishing back and forth dismissively at the lack of
welcome. Her sour mood was already beginning to affect mine. Following the Beta down the road, whispers passed through the
crowd. Some had recognized my individual scent, realizing who I was with Benicio’s initial slip up of familiarity.
Isn’t that Luna Hestia’s sister?
Didn’t she die? Wasn’t she at Duskfall?
How is she an Alpha? She doesn’t have Alpha blood in her.
Look at her neck! Seems like she’s a sole-Alpha. No mate...
Crestfield? You mean to tell me she changed her name? Traitor! She’s just power hungry!
I threw a glare at the gutsy brunette standing by the sidelines. She immediately cowered away when she felt my gaze,
submissively looking down with her body as stiff as a board. Her friends surrounding her stepped away, separating themselves
from my locked gaze. A warning growl left my lips. The sound reverberating down the yard and caused other heads to look down
with hers. Benicio froze, fighting the desire to submit when his head dipped an inch lower before hastily quickening his steps. His
wolf recognized me as an Alpha and instinctively acted upon the pressure