*Fang’s POV*

By the river of Waterwoods village, a table was set up. Fang sat having his liquor and mind lost somewhere else. The old people who sat around the table looked at the Alpha, lost in some other thoughts, and it had them worried. “Is something the matter Alpha?” They had never seen him this absentminded. Rather, he was someone who picked up on every minor detail during the elders meet.

Fang had his eyes narrowed, looking into the distance. Their question had fouled his mood, and he brought his attention back to meet.

He kept the glass he was holding back on the table and looked at the elder, who had asked the question. “Isn’t this a monthly meet, I believe the Betas present here are more than capable to handle the matters” His eyes went towards the three Betas of Waterwoods and he glanced at the youngest of them, the one who had caught Selene and Fang on the tree, “Bane, write the discussed matters, I want them reported to me early morning.”

It was unusual for Fang to behave this way, but none of them dared to question him. Even though the people sitting around the table were elders, they knew never to cross the man.

The entire village was filled with huts as roofs for the families, Fang had a large tent for himself, standing between six sturdy trees. He was the Alpha of this village, and he knew how to keep his status and rule intact. The villagers feared him, but they were glad to have him as the Alpha, as Fang was a cunning man towards the outsiders, and that only played for the betterment of Waterwoods. He would help villagers with requests, ones asked from the elders, being completed, and that the populace held dearly.

At least, that is what it looked like to them. What they did not know was, Fang only acted to ask requests from the elders, on behalf of the villagers, while in reality he simply passed orders to the committee of old men that were supposed to run this village.

“Also,” Fang grabbed everyone’s attention again before he left, “There is going to be a guest in our village. Possibly in the next two weeks. I expect a spacious tent to be built for her, right beside mine” He had gone through Selene’s head and already knew of the reasons she was here, away from the castle. He did not lose the information that after gaining trust from Winterwells, she was to come here.

His words had everyone shocked. Even when the king had visited, he was given a place in the guest quarters built inside the wall, away from the modest living space. But the guest was going to be a girl and specifically would live close to him, this was not lost by the old ears.

There was a wall standing right before the Waterwoods fence. Its major purpose was to avoid unnecessary overlookers from Winterwells and act as the first line of defence during an attack. Though the wall was not just for show. It had splendid guest quarters, and onlooking windows built inside it to keep a watch on the far region of another side from height.

Fang did not wait for anyone to ask or respond, as he had given an order, not a request.

He walked past the trunks towards his majestic tent and once inside, dishevelled his neat hair. The black t-shirt that was hugging him was discarded. His mind had been wandering since the time he had met Selene and breathed her musky-ocean scent. There was no doubt in his mind that she was his Soulmate and it had him unconsciously think of her as his belonging.

He poured himself another glass of hard liquor. Sniffing it before gulping it down in a go. The liquid stung his throat, but there was something else inside him that had caught fire.

His body remembered her pounding heart of when he had held her close to him. He did indeed make her lose balance on the tree, so he would get to save her and pull her close to him. It was exactly what had happened as per his plans. Fang would not deny the fact that Selene was quick to pick up on his tricks to create opportunities for himself as he liked, but she was still about to learn how to wriggle out of his hold and the thought twisted his lips in amusement.

Fang looked outside the window and saw a young girl coming near his tent. He knew her and had actually bedded her quite some sometimes before. His dark eyes watched her head towards the entrance of the tent, and he immediately knew why she was here.

“My Alpha, may I enter?” The girl asked from outside. Fang had held her a few times, and she often came by for similar matters, wishing to one day rule by his side. He was just irresistible.

Fang stood in silence, watching the entrance, saying nothing. He wanted to see what she did. Usually, he never denied the girls that openly came to him. He knew why they would come to his living quarters. Most acted coy in the beginning, as if bringing some village issues to him, but he would never beat around the bush. He was aware of the effect he had on girls, but he hated the attention that he got from them when they weren’t on his bed. But now he wanted it from someone else.

The girl who had come here raised the cloth of the tent, which acted as the door. “Alpha?”

Fang finally said, “Come in” His top was bare and looking at him in the tight trousers, and the toned hard muscles only made the girl want him more. She saw the empty glass in his hand and went to refill another for him as a formality, but she was stopped promptly as Fang held her wrist, which extended to the bottle. “On the bed”

The words had the girl blushed but Fang didn’t see any reason for formalities when both of them knew why she was here. He had already let go of her wrist and poured himself a glass before turning around.

A smile rose on his lips when he saw her, bare and ready for him. He took slow steps towards the girls, sipping his drink little by little.

His eyes were fixated on this girl, but his mind wandered around to the other girl he had met on the tree. He remembered how Selene’s breath had rolled off her lips and against his when he had her pinned. How her soft lips had parted to gasp slightly in shock and eyes frantically looking everywhere on his face, thinking he might kiss her. He wanted to pounce on her lips, taste the girl who was his soulmate. But also wanted to savour her every drop. The thought sent his mind into frenzy.

His soulmate! So much heat had built up in his body today, he wasn’t thinking straight.

He finished his drink and cruised to his bed. Where the girl was waiting in anticipation and he saw it clearly, the drip. His hands held her legs. In a swift motion, she was flipped on her stomach and pulled at the corner for the bed on her knees where he stood. The girl flinched as he entered without warning. Her cheeks were red and her hands disturbed the fabric on the bed.

Fang looked at her, arching, and his desire shot up, remembering the shape of Selene’s waist against his palm.

It heightened his drive, with Selene coming along and especially her being his soulmate created a want inside him. It was natural when your soulmates were around you to feel physically drawn, but Fang already had a high drive and Selene’s arrival in his life had taken it to a peak.

The girl who was here on his bed wanted to linger longer after things were done, but Fang had dismissed her after getting what he wanted.

His phone pinged, and he went to check the message from the King’s assistant. He sighed before opening it on the small mobile screen. It was really convenient by not having messengers, bringing letters and disturbing his private space, but this screen was not exactly fancy and loud.

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Minister Fang Warchild,

The King and Queen have arranged a feast regarding send off of their close family members tomorrow evening. Your presence would be looked forward to. You may bring along with you a date for the occasion.

Regards,

The Castle

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Fang would have clicked his tongue to see another useless event arranged by the crown and him having to attend, being the minister. But this time, his lips twisted with evil. The word ‘Date’ had caught his eyes, and he knew who he was bringing along. After all, there was a promise for a date to be fulfilled by his soulmate.