The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 10

Chapter 10
Tugging Hestia behind him, he allowed my father and mother to leave the room first. My father walked on, not bothering to look over his shoulder once. My mother trailing quietly behind him. Once the two left, he let Hestia go first before taking a step to the door.
“You know,”
He stopped at the sound of my voice but didn’t turn around. My heart ragging loudly against my chest but was quiet to the world, shattered. I ached with intense pain shooting through every atom that made up my body. The day I met my mate became the day I lost everything.
for someone who hat es having his life being controlled, you sure have no problem controlling mine. So tell me, how is it any fair?”
He stilled, his muscles tight before going out the door and letting it close slowly behind him.
“It isn’t.”
He whispered just before the door locked.
“But that’s just the way it is.”

It took two hours to pack everything.
Two luggages I carried with me.
Two minutes to get in the van without a word of goodbye from either one of us.
Two glances behind me to see Landon holding Hestia in a tight embrace as his eyes locked with mine. Standing at the patio just a few feet from them were my parents who looked on as the van pulled out from the driveway.
Two days to arrive at the new pack I was staying with– The Duskfall Pack.
And now, two months later, I’m still here.
I sighed heavily, taking the battered watering can by the handle and walked over to the shed. The sweet smell of fresh flowers mixing with the scent of heavy rainfall filling my nostrils as I breathed in. Calmness flowed through my veins when my eyes scanned over the fertile land. Flourished greenery blankets acres of land that stretched out miles across.
Goddess, it was beautiful.
I ignored the sluggish sounds of soil under my boots and stopped in front of the little wooden hut. Bentley Everdale, the kind old man that allowed me to work for him in his fields, came up from behind and flashed me a warm smile. The edges of his eyes crinkling with delight. Dressed in dark blue overalls with a red undershirt and brown work boots, he had smudges of oil all over his hands and under his wrinkly chin. He must’ve been working
on his tractor.
“Here again, Selene?”
I tugged off my gloves after setting the watering can on the ground beside the rusting water valve. Bentley had a habit of checking up on me every few hours. He said I worked too much, but I didn’t really consider it ‘work’. I just loved flowers was all. Maybe a little too
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much but to each their own. I looked back to him, returning his smile with my own and wiped my forehead from the sweat trickling down my temple with the back of my hand. The blazing sun kissed the surface of my exposed skin and left lingering prickles of discomfort down my arms.
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