The Supreme Alpha

Author's note: This is from Seraphina's point of view

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I was sitting on the lounging chair in the sunroom with the goal to calm down and think. I had too many tasks to tackle and I needed to prioritize them.

My turbulent thoughts prevented me from noticing the beauty of the lush plants around me, or the mesmerizing dance of colors made by the sun rays that caressed the mosaic glass we picked to resemble the one in my father's home.

My memories came back two days ago, and I am overwhelmed.

At first, I was happy to be able to regain what was lost, but then I was surprised to see that no matter how much I tried, some of the doors in my mind wouldn't open. I could only assume that those were my memories from when I was a young child. Each of those doors had some eerie silvery light emanating from it that reinforced my father's theory: someone sealed my memory with magic.

Why would anyone do that? What was hiding behind those doors? My will was obviously not enough, I needed more to unlock those memories, but I didn't know what. Exasperating.

But when I looked at the overall picture, dejection swelled within me as I understood the extent of my previous ignorance.

There was so much to do, and I believe that I subconsciously locked most of my memories. Well, not most of them, but most of the ones that matter.

I locked out completely memories related to my father and Duke, and also many other things that were touching the existence of creatures and the danger we are in. 

It was easier not to remember what it means to be the daughter of Aldus Mezzanotte or the mate of the Supreme Alpha. I took an easy way out. My father would scold me for it.

Guilt was eating me up.

My father and Duke, the two most important people in my life, were relying on me to make things right, and I ended up avoiding it. I failed to meet their expectations.

And it's not just the two of them.

Zeiroi entrusted his safety to me, I promised Treva to unseal her magic, there are my fosterlings and the company, managing assets… so many things I ignored, and I can't do that anymore without endangering people who are dear to me.

After I made a full circle in my personal guilt trip, I went back to work.

Under Krob's watchful gaze, I spent most of yesterday in the lab, reading about vampires and eternal sleep while hoping that I missed something that might be a clue in me awakening my father, and I will discover it suddenly. I didn't find anything.

If my father was here, he would know what to do.

There was a sense of urgency to set things straight because I recklessly revealed Duke's identity in front of Pio and his men. Memory loss was not an excuse.

I looked toward the door because Duke's scent of pine trees and a dash of the ocean reached me before he did.

His smile reflected in his eyes the moment he saw me, and I knew that this was Duke and not his wolf.

Duke's wolf is more intense and keeps me on the edge while Duke comes with a sense of peace and security.

If they were a river, Duke's wolf would represent rapids while Duke was the calm part where you can safely float with only gentle currents carrying you downstream.

Duke is not making much progress with his wolf, but occasionally the beast would step forward. I urged Duke not to lock his wolf out because they need to find a way to coexist.

Duke is struggling with that concept, and I can't blame him.

I am trying to imagine how I would behave if I'm in his shoes, and I can't. 

Duke spoke with Sergio about his situation, more than once, but they didn't come up with any good solution.

"Lunch will be served in a bit.", Duke said, and I nodded in understanding.

Seeing that I was not getting up, Duke sat next to me on the chair, took my hands into his, our fingers interlaced naturally, and he observed me in silence.

I could see traces of guilt in his endlessly blue eyes. He was blaming himself for what happened when I entered his mind. I know that neither Duke nor his wolf would harm me on purpose, but the mental image of his hand in my stomach was gory, and in the end, it caused me memory loss.

If that was a real situation, and I was mortal, I would be dead now.

I found it ironic that twice I kind of died and woke up without my memories, and both times was because a werewolf attacked me.

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"It seems you decided something.", Duke said.

He knows me so well that he doesn't need mind-reading powers.

"I need to visit Vesper."

"The witch? Why?"

Now that I remember things, I couldn't stay passive. Lack of action was unsettling, and there was a sense of crisis gripping my insides.

"We need powerful allies, and I will start from people I can trust. I want to unseal Treva's powers and Vesper is the only one who can help me. And also, she might have clues related to eternal sleep."

Duke was visibly displeased that I wanted to meet with Vesper. I told him how the witch is treacherous and if she doesn't have a master-slave relationship with my father, she would have used us for experiments a long time ago.

Actually, she wanted to enslave my father, but it backfired. My father could see through her, and he was prepared. Aldus Mezzanotte is an amazing person, and I miss him immensely.

"I will come with you.", Duke said.

"No.", I refused resolutely. Before he could retort, I explained, "She won't harm me because of my father but you are different. I don't want her to figure out your identity before we are ready to announce it to the world. Besides, we won't stay in Paris longer than a few days and I want you to use that time to figure out things with your wolf."

Duke's handsome brows came together in displeasure. "There is nothing to figure out."

I love him to bits, but his stubbornness is driving me crazy sometimes.

"Yes, there is. You can't go on like this, Duke." Seeing his annoyance, I decided to switch tactics. "Now that I remember things, I know how good it feels when you touch me. I want you, Duke. I want much more than just holding hands and kissing. And if you can't figure it out, I will. I think I will get myself Mr. Happy."

Duke's expression reflected his outrage as he remembered that Mr. Happy is a dildo he threw out the window. At that time, I was thinking of teasing him a bit, and maybe we could get a bit more adventurous. After all, it was his suggestion that we introduce toys into our love life, but now it might be a necessity.

If I was single, I wouldn't be in this predicament. However, sleeping every night in the arms of my super hot boyfriend who refuses to touch me because his wolf might see us, is simply torturous.

I inched closer and kissed his lips. "Don't you want to feel me?" I kissed him again. "I remember you saying how you love being inside me the most." Another kiss and he let out a low groan.

I knew that he was remembering it and I didn't need to look down to know he was aroused.

But damn it, I was getting aroused also!

Since his wolf awakened, Duke's physique bulked up visibly and I really wanted to feel all those muscles rippling under my palms as he has his way with me. Duke knew how to make me feel good and I missed that side of him.

Duke let out a long breath before asking, "When are you going?"

"Tomorrow morning." I already had an appointment with Vesper, the only things left were to inform Treva, and to decide what items to bring with me as payment for Vesper's services. I didn't want to give her too much, but too little won't work either. She is a greedy witch.

When my father took me to Vesper the first time, to learn to control my pheromones, he gave her several items as payment. At that time, I didn't know what those were, but later I understood those were precious herbs that are difficult to find. And those were payments only for her to sense what triggers my pheromones and to teach me a set of emotion-controlling exercises.

Compared to that, now I will be asking Vesper for much more because she will need to figure out how Lumiona and Mivian sealed Treva's powers, and of course, to reverse the process. Also, I will try to pry information related to the vitality that might be used to awaken my father.

Ah, this will be expensive!

I told myself that it's a necessity. After all, with Treva's powers restored, even if she doesn't effectively protect our mansion, she will be able to protect herself, and that will be helpful already. 

Another variable in all this was that I had no way of predicting how Vesper will react when she finds out that Treva is a harpy. I hoped that my father's existence will scare Vesper enough to behave, and there was no point in coming up with what-if scenarios that probably won't happen. I will deal with it when we get to it.

"Be careful.", Duke said, and I knew that he gave up on joining me.

"I will."

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