Chapter 2 DALIA

Entering Midnight Pack, I hide my aura. Well, they definitely won't know who I am through my scent but I will smell different and drive unnecessary attention to myself. I just need to arrive at the pack house and meet my grumpy mate.

I don't know if the mate bond affects me since I don't have a wolf. My mother didn't tell me about that. I asked, but she said I will know once I meet Ezekiel. I feel that my mother hides a lot from me. She hardly answers my question and once she does, I would be more confused. I don't know how she expects me to do this if she hides a lot from me.

Yes, I possess a lot of powers, but is that enough to stop the war? What role will Ezekiel play in it? I was only told that I need to make him accept the mate bond, and help me fulfill my destiny. How he will help is what I don't know.

Even if I didn't say it out loud…. I've always live my life to please my mother. I will stop the war like she wants. I always love it when she says the word ‘I'm proud of you, my daughter.’ My mother's acceptance and love means the world to me.

Being the pack of the Alpha King, Midnight Pack is a very large pack. The pack is big like a city. They have schools, parks, companies, shops and many things to keep life going. The pack house is at the middle of the pack. I know a lot about this pack, but they know nothing about me. Is it such a flex?

I kind of possess clairvoyance. I can see something or someone from a very far distance. Standing at a distance. I saw the pack house. It stands taller than all other buildings around it. I use my clairvoyance ability to view what's going on in the pack house. I can only view an open space. My eyes wandered towards the conference room where all the high officials meet for decisions. And right now, they were having a meeting.

I saw him, Ezekiel. The most powerful lycan and the Alpha King seated on his throne with powers and authority swirling around him. I've always seen him in pictures. This is my first time seeing him for real.

He looks deadly, terrifying. Even from a far distance, I could feel his power. This is a man not to mess with. Is this my mate? The man my mother wants me to tame. How the fuck will I do that?

Yes, I can do it. I'm Dalia, daughter of the moon goddess. There's no situation beyond my control. I must get Ezekiel to accept the mate bond, and he will help me fulfil my destiny.

An idea pops into my mind and I smirk. Why don't we cause a little bit of chaos?

I giggle. ‘This is gonna be fun.’

I close my eyes and channel my attention towards the conference room as I teleport myself there. This is a good opportunity for those fuckers in the conference room to meet their queen. Before you know it, I was at the center of the conference room.

My appearance causes absolute silence as different expressions mask their faces. Shock, confusion, rage… name it. I don't give a fuck. I put on a smirk, not intimidated by their suffocating presence.

My eyes find him… my mate who has always wanted me dead. He is staring at me. His eyes are cold. Colder than anything I've ever seen. There's no life in them… they look dead. There's no sight of emotion in those dark eyes that look darker than night itself. He looks like danger itself. Someone you should stay away from, instead of getting close to. This is a man that fought against the devils hundred years ago and won. Seeing him in person, I now understand why he's feared in the supernatural world. He possesses an incredible aura…. One that could send shivers down a spine.

Looking into his eyes, I can't fathom his thoughts. The mate bond. Is he feeling it? Because I am. I can feel it…. the pull. Stronger than anything I've ever felt. It's a foreign feeling. Something I've never felt. It makes me weak and I hate it. Why the fuck did my mother create something like this? It feels like a curse. And why did she make me feel the mate bond when I don't even have a wolf?

When I saw him from that far distance, I couldn't feel it. Being close to him now. It etches my skin like a biting worm.

I fucking hate this feeling. Why the fuck am I feeling this way towards the man I hate?

Yes, I hate him. Don't fucking judge me because I have every right to. This is a man that has hated me even before I was born. The man that wanted me dead. Even the look in his eyes right now says it all. He hates me. No, he loathes me. Hate is an understatement.

I see a flick of an emotion in those dead eyes. Not really an emotion. But his eyes keep flickering from red to black as if he is having a huge battle within himself. Could it be his lycan? Is the fucker going against his human?

This is gonna be fun. Ezekiel doesn't want me, but his lycan does.

“Who the hell are you?” One of the officials asks coldly.

Oh… I'd forgotten I was here to have fun. I turned to the officials. The looks on their faces are so funny. They look confused. I'm sure that never in their many years of living has someone interrupted their meeting in such an unruly manner.

“Did you teleport yourself here?” Another official asks. “Are you a witch?”

“I'm your queen.” I reply with a smirk. They look at me as if I'm a maniac.

“How dare you come into this room and utter such unruly words!” One of the officials with green eyes thunders. He looks older than the rest.

I chuckle. “Geez, you don't need to be so worked up. Well, maybe not now, but I'm gonna be your queen one day.”

My words got them more angry. One of them tries to grab me, but the older man stops him. I don't flinch. I can take them down without breaking a sweat. Or maybe I will. These men are the strongest people in this pack, so it won't be easy to take them down.

“Who are you, and how did you get in here?” The older man asks. They all look alert, waiting for me to try something funny. Why they haven't attacked me yet is that they were trying to know what my mission is, and what kind of creature I am.

Well, they can't figure me out because I am not part of them. I am not a werewolf, a vampire, a witch or any supernatural being. I'm just Dalia, daughter of the moon goddess.

“You are so bold to walk in here knowing that you may not leave alive.” a black haired official remarks.

I smirk. “I'm not easy to kill. Ask your King, he knows better.”

They all focus their attention on Ezekiel. They have a lot of questions on their faces. Ezekiel is stone cold. His dark eyes glaring at me. If I'm a normal being, I will be shivering and cowering at his intense gaze. He looks so fucking intimidating. Big bad Alpha.