Falling in love with my Ex's Alpha Chapter 198: Book 2 - Chapter 31

***The Traveler***

A bracelet, a shiny little stone, an old brooch, a coin, and two other tiny things.

I found all of this hidden in the backpack that Alexa gave me.

I stare at the random objects and sigh. My shoulders tense with the guilt I feel.

I don’t even know to whom all these things belong to. I should stop this. But I can’t help it.

The funny thing is that even without my memories, I continued with this damn *habit*.

I can’t resist the insatiable urge. I know it’s wrong, but it feels so good at the time...

But then I feel like shit, like I’m feeling right now as I look at them, not knowing what to do with them.

I don’t need any of these things. Why did I do this?

I hear Alexa approaching, and I quickly pack them back into a shirt and hide them back in my backpack. She can’t find out about this.

Just thinking about this possibility makes my face heat up with embarrassment.

“Nox, you shouldn’t have done all that at once. That was enough work for at least three giant people!”

She makes her way into the cave, clutching a bundle of clothes that we had meticulously washed and hung out to dry because the sun shone bright outside.

“You have to obey me! You were supposed to wait for me so I could help you, for Goddess’ sake!” she says, irritated, and throws the clothes on the bed on the other side of the cave.

Almost a week after we marked each other, I took charge of the work that needed to be done to build the houses. I confess that it has been more exhausting than I imagined, but I feel much better knowing that she doesn’t have to try so hard.

I close the backpack and go to her. The brown boots she is wearing appear to be well worn and have clearly seen their fair share of use, with scuff marks and creases visible on the leather. She is wearing light blue denim shorts that I’m sure as shit that the faded color is from washing too much and a blackish tank top, exposing her toned arms and cleavage to me.

My girl is tall, and she seems even taller when she’s using this tone with me.

I smile at her. Goddess, she is so beautiful, I feel her getting even more irritated. “Don’t you think I’m going to fall for that stupid smile of yours,” she points with her index finger at me, but her cheeks turn red.

I instinctively reach out and tenderly grasp her face, my fingers tracing the lines of her delicate features. Her soft, golden locks cascade around my fingers.

I pull her to me and kiss her. She continues talking against my mouth, with her finger pressing on my chest. I mask my laugh as I continue kissing her.

She eventually gives in to the kiss, and her arms wrap around my neck before I lift her up, holding her thighs.

I sit on one of the wooden benches I made five days ago, still with her on my lap and kissing her.

I can’t get enough of her. She is so perfect, so beautiful. Mine. Mine. Mine!

I try not to think that I’m doing the wrong thing, and I’m also making a conscious effort to avoid thinking about my past — or, in this case, the future? — so I don’t freak out!

I could go back to my life in the future, but how would I live without Alexa?

I can’t tell her that I got my memories back because, fuck, firstly, she wouldn’t even believe it; the way she’s logical, she’d say I am mad. Which would be a pretty acceptable reaction.

Secondly, I’m afraid of revealing it, and it would somehow negatively affect the future. Goddess Selena didn’t give me a manual of what to do and what not to do, but I remember that in our first conversation, she told me that if I failed, dreadful things would happen.

Well, I don’t need a manual to understand that no one, under any circumstances, can know about my little *travel*, or else they could change the events in history. The repercussions of altering the course of history could be catastrophic.

From what I understand, I need to help her build the pack, but I need to be very careful along the way.

A pang of pain remains in my chest for hiding this from her and for thinking that one day, I will have to return to my reality. My life is not here. It’s in the future!

I stop our kiss and bite her bottom lip as she breathes heavily. She murmurs little moans beautifully, “You can’t shut me up with kisses forever!” she says with lust in her eyes.

I kiss her again before answering, “I can try. It’s hard to resist your soft lips.”

She rolls her eyes; her lips are slightly swollen from the kiss, and her face is flushed. “I mean it, Nox! I’m used to doing everything myself. Alone. You weren’t supposed to do it—”

“Alexa!” I say seriously to her, and she shuts up. “I’m not going to let my girl do all that work. For me, you would just stay by my side and give me company, but since I know you can’t help yourself and can’t relax, I need to do everything as quickly as possible, so I don’t give you time to do it stubbornly.”

“But—”

“No buts,” I say firmly, “I’m here with you now. You’re not alone anymore, baby girl,” I hold her tighter to me. “We’ve already used up all the materials we had. But to move forward, we need more resources and materials. Now we need to buy more things.”

She looks away sadly, “I don’t know if we’ll have the money to buy everything.”

My hand lifts her face by the chin. “I know where to get more money. Do you trust me?”

Her eyes frantically look back and forth between mine, and she whispers, “Yes, but—”

“Just trust me,” I interrupt her.

Just seeing her in this situation makes me so angry. She lives such a precarious life compared to my life in the future. It’s so unfair to her. My mate deserves a better and more comfortable life than living from cave to cave, with ragged clothes and constant danger around her.

She uses tools here in the cave that are outdated even for this time. I didn’t know how to use half the things she had here, and when I complained to her the first time, she replied angrily that If you knew of an easier way to survive, she was all ears.

But that’s the thing, I don’t want her to survive. I want her to *live*. I want her to enjoy life as much or more than I did.

She deserves to live comfortably, and without worry and not in this damn situation she is in.

That’s why, since I spoke to Moon Goddess, I’ve been doing as much as I can to make sure she doesn’t stress too much. And I’m damn proud to see some improvements here in the cave for her, like a better makeshift bed, an improved ‘stove’ and some benches and a table because I’ve had enough of eating while sitting on the floor. It’s uncomfortable and inconvenient. It was time to make a change and start enjoying our meals like a civilized person.

“Just tell me how,” she says, and I feel like I need to give at least a tidbit of information to her.

“I told you that I know where to find the money we will need. I know a place that has diamonds.”

Her eyes widen comically, but her surprised expression quickly changes to suspicion. I clench my jaw. Fuck, I shouldn’t have said that.

Her arms let go of my neck.

“How do you know that?” she demands, folding her toned arms under her breasts.

The move accentuates the fact that she isn’t wearing a bra, and like a fucking teenager who’d never seen boobs before, my cock immediately gets hard.

I smirk, loving her ire and needing a distraction to calm down from the shitstorm.

“Alexa,” I speak firmly to her. “Trust me on this, okay? I got you!”

She uncrosses her arms and sighs, looking down at the floor and then looking up at the sky before turning her light blue eyes back to me. “It’s getting really old, Prince.”

I suck in a shrill breath, the sound of that nickname on her lips the sweetest melody to my ears. Her voice is in the lower range for a woman, slightly raspy at times but entirely silky at others. That’s why even the slightest turn of phrase from her can send me into a spiraled frenzy.

I know she’s been suspicious of me, and she’s been much more patient with me than I recall her being with anyone. Hell, she doesn’t even talk to other people that much.

But I can’t tell her everything. It’s for her own safety.

I already know how everything all happened. I know precisely that right now, where the territory that in the future will be the Diamond Claw pack is, only a few diamond mines have been discovered. Not all mines were found.

I know the area better than anyone. My father has shown me all the places where there were diamonds since I was a little boy, and I know exactly where to find some that could take her out of this poverty situation.

And I don’t think I’m getting in the way of the course of history because the Three Trees pack, despite being a little pack, has a certain luxury. Where did all of that come from?

My instinct says to get some diamonds to help build the Three Trees pack.

However, she doesn’t know any of this information like I do, which makes it difficult to hide from her. Mainly because I don’t want to lie to her. Well, I don’t want to lie to her about anything that isn’t extremely necessary.

“You’re hiding things from me,” she says with sadness in her eyes as well as anger.

“I’m not,” *lie*. “All I want is what’s best for you,” *true*. “What do I need to do for you to believe me? Do you want me to grovel to end your suspicion?” I ask her in a joking tone to hide my despair at not telling her the truth.

She raises an eyebrow, gets off my lap, and crosses her arms in front of me, keeping a few feet away from me.

“Well, don’t let me hold you up. I don’t want to be the one to delay you!” Alexa smirks.

I bite my bottom lip at her boldness. Alexa is the most audacious person I have ever met.

I need to have a firm hand with her. I could go easy with her, but I know it wouldn’t be the way she likes.

Before I got up to attack her, instead of groveling, we both abruptly looked at the cave entrance at the same time as we heard footsteps not so far away.

I get up and start walking cautiously to see who they are, but I hear my girl say behind me, “Don’t worry. It’s Letum and Dana!”

She passes in front of me and leaves the cave first, then I follow her.

With everything that happened, I totally forgot about these two.

A girl as tall as Alexa runs to hug Alexa. Her coily hair is divided into two braids, she is dressed in a faded black jumpsuit.

Not far behind them is a serious guy with tanned skin and short hair. He can only be Letum. He is dressed in pants and a black shirt with worn-out boots.

Before I can greet them, I smell a scent I recognize.

Wait, there’s something off here.

“What’s that smell on your clothes?” I talk without really considering, looking at Dana.

Alexa lets go of her hug, and then they both look at me. Alexa looks at me questioningly, and Dana and Letum look surprised.

“Is he talking? How long were we gone?” Dana asks, surprised with wide eyes. “When we left here, you couldn’t say a single word,” she looks at her clothes, seeming aware of them, and goes on. “Wait, how did you smell my beautiful fated mate so far away?” She lifts her nose towards me and sniffs. “You are not a human!”

I don’t answer her because suddenly, the air leaves my lungs. I’m completely in shock.

That’s Kyrie’s scent! I would recognize her scent anywhere! She’s the only witch in the Three Threes pack, but...

Kyrie doesn’t have a *woman* like a fated mate.

I look at Dana in front of me, and the memories of days spent with her, back when I couldn’t remember anything, flood my mind.

The problem is that I don’t remember her in the future. And fuck, I know every single person in our kingdom. It’s no wonder my mother calls me a chatterbox.

A chill runs down my spine. This can only mean one thing.

The realization hit me like a thunderbolt — *Dana will die*.