Falling in love with my Ex's Alpha Chapter 57

As the sun blazed overhead, casting its scorching rays upon the land, I ventured on a grueling workout to distract my mind from the ache in my fucking heart. The sweltering heat of the afternoon served as a fitting backdrop for my relentless pursuit of physical exertion, a desperate attempt to quell the yearning that threatened to consume me.

In my mind, an echo predominates, and I can't block the thought.

MATE. MATE. MATE.

Embracing my beast form, our fur a symphony of earthy hues, Troy set out to conquer the open expanse that lay before me.

Each step was imbued with primal energy as his muscles rippled beneath his body, his paws rhythmically striking the earth.

Bounding through the underbrush, I focused on pushing myself to the limits. With each powerful leap, I reveled in the untamed freedom that came with running in my beast form. The wind whipped through my fur, a welcome respite from the stifling heat. I bounded through fields, my agile movements a testament to the primal strength coursing through my veins. Each step became an affirmation, a declaration of my will to escape the clutches of my obsession.

Yet, even in my beast state, thoughts of my little mate occasionally infiltrate my consciousness, threatening to derail my focus. But I pushed onward, if only temporarily, in the physicality of my endeavor.

It's been two days since the party, I'm trying to give her some space. But when I see her again, I'll tell her.

I don't care if it's the best time or not.

As the afternoon waned and the sun began its descent, I reluctantly shifted back into my human form. Covered in sweat, my muscles were primed for the next phase of my rigorous training.

In the fading light, with unwavering determination, I immersed myself in a series of demanding exercises. Push-ups, squats, and planks became my allies, testing the limits of my physicality. The burning sensation in my muscles mirrored the ache of my memories when I saw her sad, when I saw her paying attention to Chad... Fuck.

This distraction offers a temporary respite from my thoughts. Each rep became an act of defiance, a means to silence the ache of not being with her that threatened to consume me.

The afternoon sun painted the sky with hues of amber and gold as I poured my energy into each movement. Sweat poured from my brow as I willed my body to push beyond its perceived limitations. The strain became a bittersweet symphony as if the intensity of my workout could drown out the echo in my mind.

MINE. MINE. MINE.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world into twilight, with a heavy sigh, I realized that even in the wake of my intense training, I couldn't find a measure of peace, I didn't escape the painful need that consumed me. Not even briefly. The haunting thoughts still plagued in my mind.

Under the blazing afternoon sun, I return to the packhouse. My anxiety is killing me, Troy is almost uncontrollable. She's coming to the packhouse today.

She's coming soon, I told her to come over so I could talk about that rogue girl who was her friend. However, what she doesn't know is that today I'm going to tell her. I desperately need to tell her.

Fuck. Today is the damn full moon, I can't tell her about our mate bond yet. I need to wait for this phase of the moon to pass. Unfortunately, this lasts for a week, I can't tell her now as I'm fucking unstable during this phase, I might end up attacking her.

She doesn't even have a wolf to defend herself. It's dangerous.

As I enter the packhouse, I turn on some lights in the hallway, I go into my room, I take a shower. As the water drains from my body, I mentally prepare myself for tonight. *How long will I need to go through this*?

'We are here, we're in your office,' Chad mindlink me.

'Okay, I'm finishing taking a shower,'

I get out of the shower and change into black shorts and a black T-shirt. The last thing I think about on days like this is how I look. As I look at my reflection in the mirror, I realize how big my beard is. I don't even remember the last time I cut it, I'm so messy. But I don't fucking care.

Then I go to my office, when I walk in the door, Jason and Chad are already arguing. Don't they ever stop?

"That's why I prefer to deal with Charlotte. She's not as headstrong as you are!" Chad says impatiently, running a hand over his face.

"Stay behind your computer, then. What are you going to do? Send them an email with a virus? Yeah, that will stop any attack," Jason says sarcastically.

"Don't be an idiot, it's just-"

I interrupt the two, "Enough! You guys should be worried about planning everything for tonight. Did you forget it's a fucking full moon?"

"Of course not, I've already made sure the park is empty, I've asked for some warriors to patrol around, but as far back as possible so you have space," Jason says.

"Okay then," I say and sigh, "Where's Katie?" I ask.

"I'm here," she says, walking through my office door, followed by Jacob.

I had sensed that she was close, and I wasn't wrong. Now, with her here, I need to try to control myself so I don't run abruptly to her.

She looks so damn good that it hurts my eye, I struggle to take my eyes off her. I have to control myself not to stare at her.

She walks gracefully to the three of us, her petite stature seems ridiculously smaller even when compared to the four of us. Chad and Jason greet Katie and Jason. Jason greets me, but Katie just waves her hand.

Why do Chad and Jason get a hug, and I don't? She shouldn't be hugging anyone. Just me! For fuck's sake!

"Hmm, I know why you called me here," Katie starts talking. I don't know how to start bringing up the subject of the rogue girl, so I let her continue.