Falling in love with my Ex's Alpha Chapter 200: Book 2 - Chapter 33

***The Traveler***

It has been several days since Letum and Dana arrived.

The two of them traveled to the nearest territory where they could buy what we needed most urgently to build the houses while Alexa and I explored and constructed new materials to be used.

Two days after they arrived with everything, Dana and Letum found a place in the forest a little far from the sacred trees and where we were building the pack houses.

In this place they found, everything seemed to be quieter and calmer; the trees around were thick and dense.

They decided to take some tools to this place, but I didn’t pay much attention because I was more worried about starting the building of the packhouse.

This is a perk of living in the future. I know exactly what the houses will look like, so it’s easier to build them from scratch.

Despite this, I continued to constantly ask Alexa what her thoughts were about everything and how she wanted to do everything, and to my momentary surprise, what she wanted was precisely how it would be in the future.

Well, not *precisely precisely*, because she said it in a much more modest and rudimentary way. However, I gave her credit because we didn’t have that many resources here.

She got a little upset with me when I told her how big I wanted the packhouse to be. She said I was thinking too big. She thought it would be better to save the materials and our energy in building more houses.

After much reluctance — because Goddess, it’s difficult to convince my girl of something — she finally accepted.

The first thing we did was build a tiny house so we didn’t have to go back to the cave to the west. I like that cave, the hot springs there are fantastic.

That warm water was the greatest luxury I had in all my time here. However, we couldn’t afford to go back and forth so far after having exhausted ourselves so much by working hard all day.

Before the sunset, we went to Letum and Dana to call it a day so we don’t feel too miserably tired tomorrow.

Alexa mindlinked me, saying she was already with them, and I went to them alone.

As I walk toward them, I notice how exhausted I am and how I am unrecognizable than ever.

I look at my bare feet, my dry hands, and my hair tied up in the little pink hair tie I got from my Mom before I came here.

This hair tie is almost breaking apart due to our overuse because when I’m not wearing it, Alexa is.

I push my arms out to stretch. If Dad were here now, he’d be helping us build everything. I don’t think anyone loves the Three Trees pack more than him.

Mom would already be urging me to take more breaks and be careful. The Omegas would certainly already be bringing us food and would have already ready my bath or my bed.

Uncle Chad would have done everything smart and not worked hard, looking for a lever long enough and a fulcrum on which to place it to move everything.

I try to ignore their longing for my face as soon as I start to hear Dana’s voice complaining to Letum. I smile. She is always complaining about something to him.

“It’s already great, Letum. If you keep moving the statue, it will end up getting crooked,” Dana says, sitting next to Alexa on the ground next to one of the benches that I imagine is still drying.

But that is not what catches my attention. What brings me back to this chaos I find myself in is the statue of the Goddess Selena that Letum is adding the finishing touches on.

The statue is magnificent. Every detail is done with such delicacy that I feel goosebumps.

The form of the Goddess Selena is not exactly as she appeared to me. However, the difference does not diminish the grandeur of the statue; in addition, a lot of the similarities are striking.

The silence of the place around us and the magnificent statue of the Goddess Selena make the place seem sacred.

I look at the position of the Moon Goddess’s arms as if she is protecting everyone around her, and immediately, I remember her in the future.

In the future, she only has one arm. Two things cross my mind.

First of all, what could have caused the statue’s arm to break? Will I be here to find out?

Second of all, I think I am confident that I am heading in the right direction because everything is happening exactly as it should be.

But more than ever, I think I should stick with the plan and not let anyone know about my secret.

Dana’s voice fades into the background while I admire Letum’s work.

Man, he is very talented.

I thought his talent was just for creating bracelets. I didn’t know he could do something so incredible like this.

Letum looks at Dana, who suddenly becomes quiet, and when he sees that she is looking at him, he gives the statue one last touch, tilting his arm and making his biceps muscles jump in full view.

Was he flexing?

‘Look at Dana,’ Alexa mindlinks me.

I glance at Dana abruptly, I see her biting her lower lip, and when Letum looks at her again, she looks away.

I put my hands on my hips and look at my mate. Her clothes are as dirty as mine, her blonde hair is in a messy bun. She’s still beautiful.

“Let’s go! I have a surprise for you,” I say, looking at her. She bites her bottom lip, standing up. With a smirk, I continue, “And then I’ll give you a bath.”

She opens her eyes wide and then continues with her usual frown, blushing. “Do you think you can just call me, and then I’ll come to you?” she snarls at me, crossing her toned arms. “You’re my fated mate, but don’t think you’re the boss of me, Nox,” she points her thumb at her breasts.

She is a little upset with me because I spent the whole day doing the work that was supposed to be for both of us because I wanted her to rest. “You are delusional if you think I will bow to everything you ask me!”

Dana boos between her hands over her mouth. Letum looks at both of us with amusement in his eyes.

“Am I?” I couldn’t stop the grin that crossed my face.

“Yes! You are! And stop smiling.”

Goddess! She is gorgeous when she is in a temper.

I go to her with a smirk on my face. She takes a slight step back, but I’m faster and catch her, throwing her over my broad shoulder as she struggles, trying to get out.

“Put me down right now, Nox!”

I smack her ass and chuckle, “You’re infuriating!” she says as I start walking to where I want to take her. I’m sure she will love it.

Behind us, I hear Dana scream after hearing Letum laugh, “Give her hell, Nox!”

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***The Healer***

Nox decides to put me down not long after.

I still can’t believe how totally different he is from the Nox I knew before I marked him.

He’s still adorable, and every day, I fall more and more in love with him.

The big contrast is in the way he speaks. Before, he didn’t say anything, and all he could do to communicate was to tilt his confused, adorable face at me. Now that he can talk, boy, he talks! He seems like he doesn’t want to stop talking!

He is too nosey for his own good. When I called him ‘nosey’, he said he was not nosey, he was *curious*. Obviously, I snorted.

The fact that he’s never afraid to ask Letum or Dana questions about everything makes me see how different we are and, at the same time, admire him because I’m not like that. I’m only talkative when it’s something related to security or command of my pack. In general, I don’t usually start a conversation because I always think I’m being inconvenient. I’d rather keep quiet, like Letum.

Which surprised me as fuck because I’ve never seen Letum as talkative as I’ve seen him in the last few days. He literally doesn’t talk that much to anyone other than Nox.

He was a little suspicious of Nox when he found him talking, as well as surprised, but as soon as he started speaking to Nox, I quickly saw his shoulders relax.

It seems like the two have known each other since they were kids like Letum and me.

“I can’t believe you took me here by force, Nox! It’s enough for you to boss me around all day!” I cross my arms, upset with him.

However, I know I can’t think too much about it because I’ll end up getting aroused, and he’ll realize how much I enjoyed his actions, just like the day before. I still want to wipe that smirk off his face!

“I’m just taking care of my little Princess,” he says with innocent eyes, then leans towards me to kiss me, but I turn my face, and he kisses my cheek. I feel the bastard smiling against my skin.

Again, he called me *little*. I hate his mockery.

“Who knew you could be so demanding,” I murmur to myself, remembering the quiet and lovable Nox from before. He giggles against my cheek.

And who knew he would enjoy torturing me so much in bed? Where had he hidden this mean side?

I have no idea.

He pulls back to look at me and holds my hands in his. “Little Princess, I—”

I don’t let him speak. I immediately release my hands violently from his, interrupting him.

That’s it. Again, he calls me little Princess.

Without realizing it, I use my Alpha aura while snapping at him. “That is the second time you have called me little. I don’t know if you are just spatially unaware, blind, or dumb, but I am five-foot-eleven.”

In a blink, he has my back pinned against a nearby big tree behind me, his hands on either side of my head, creating a cage.

Nox leans down slowly so we are eye to eye, emphasizing our size difference.

I swallowed thickly at his closeness. Just an inch separated my mouth from his full, pink, tempting lips. My mind goes blank with his deep blue eyes.

He says with an arched brow, “Still feel so big and tall now, *little Princess*?” His breathy words are a caress that travels down my neck and send a shot of heat to my clit.

I take a deep breath that goes nowhere. Goddess, I love his deep voice.

We are so close that the movement made my breasts graze his chest, oh so fucking lightly.

His pupils dilate with the contact, but he smirks, flashing one of his dimples, and then he pulls back as if he has somehow *won*.

I open my mouth before I really know what I am going to say, but something behind his shoulder grabs my attention.

Deeper into the woods, about two hundred feet away, there is a small waterfall cascading gracefully amidst the trees. The setting sun casts golden hues upon the cascading water, painting the scene with ethereal beauty.

My eyes widened in awe. “What is that?” I ask him. Our interaction is entirely forgotten now as I walk in the direction of it; the sound of rushing water draws my attention and beckons me to it. With each step, the melody of the hidden waterfall grows louder, tantalizingly close yet shrouded by the dense foliage.

“That was the surprise I wanted to make for you, little Princess,” Nox says from my side, holding my hand gently.

“How did you find *this* place?” I ask suspiciously, looking at him. This place is a little hidden. The surrounding vegetation is very dense, which hides the small waterfall, and I don’t remember coming here with him before.

He looks away, looking at the waterfall, “I discovered this place by chance.” Then he looks at me, guiding me closer to the small waterfall. “Did you like it?”

I look at the small waterfall in front of me, shining with the last rays of sunlight. Then I look at him, some rays of sunlight that pass through the dense vegetation touch his handsome face, making me forget anything I am thinking.

Goddess, I need to stop being so suspicious. “Yes,” I say softly. But I did not say that *it’s the most beautiful waterfall I’ve ever seen in my life*.

“Come on, I need to bathe you, little Princess,” his face split into a feral grin.

“Stop calling me that,” I say angrily, even though the nickname makes me feel butterflies jumping in my stomach.

“Why not? You call me Prince, so you’re my Princess,” he says casually as he lets go of my hand and starts taking off his clothes. However, the intensity of his gaze makes me lose any control I have over my traitorous body.

Goddess, help me.

He isn’t making a show of getting naked, but I find herself studying him hungrily anyway.

I’ve seen him naked several fucking times, but I can’t get enough. I can’t get a fucking grip.

It seems like he gets more handsome with each passing day.

He is all muscle. Wide shoulders, thick biceps, and those abs… yum.

And he is *mine*. I need to keep reminding myself of that. He is mine!

I have stopped breathing. He catches me eye fucking him, and he smirks in an infuriating way that tells me he knows exactly what I am thinking.

Oh, fuck him.