He’s an Alpha She doesn’t Care novel Chapter 108

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Edward

He left Jared to sort out his own emotions and feelings, after imparting to him just how he thought Wynta would react to him. His son wasn’t so stupid, and he would eventually come to the same conclusion. He just needed a way to calm down was all so he could think clearly and then, when he did. Things for Jared would likely just go back to normal.

He mind-linked to Marrian, ‘How’s Wynta doing?’ he asked, knowing full well he’d left that mating bond band out on purpose, to draw her curiosity to it. Would she wonder whose it was, perhaps who it was for? It was for her, of course, though he didn’t think he’d be able to get it on her so easily.

He’d gotten it out and already put his mind to it, as one did when a mating band was put on a person, a binding that would tie her emotions to his. He had already set his intentions, focusing on her as the recipient so that the bond would align with her essence, untouched by any outside influences.

*“She’s a bit of a mess right now,”* Marrian replied, her tone laced with a hint of amusement. *“But she’s trying to play it off, acting like it’s simply the overwhelming sensation of being back in the pack after so long. But honestly, I can sense your mischievous plans at work. Did you try to attach that mating bond band to her the moment she was initiated?”*

*“Did she touch it?”* Edward pressed, his curiosity piqued.

*“I don’t know, and even if I did, why would I share that with you?”* Marrian snorted, her laughter echoing in his mind. *“Let’s just say, darling, I know something you don’t.”* With that, she severed the link, leaving Edward with a bemused smile.

He made his way to his office, settling into his chair, the weight of the day pressing down on him. First, he reviewed the report from Andy, his brow furrowing as he absorbed the details. Wynta had had Jared’s blood on her lips—what did that mean? Had that been the catalyst for her seizure? She had clearly been unsettled by the initiation. The mingling of their blood had affected her in a profound way, and he would need to ponder this further.

His gaze drifted to the mating bond band resting on his desk, exactly where he had left it. A small frown creased his forehead; he had hoped she would have picked it up out of sheer curiosity. But alas, the band remained untouched. Yet, Marrian’s earlier words danced in his mind, igniting a spark of amusement. She had once foretold that Jared’s mate would be a force to reckon with, someone who would challenge their family dynamics. The memory of her dream, vivid and unsettling, washed over him.

Marrian had awoken in a cold sweat after that dream, clutching her head, a sign of the premonitions that ran through her bloodline. Her instincts had always been uncanny, often leading them true. She had predicted the births of all their children, mapping out the intervals between them with an accuracy that still amazed him.

She had adamantly refused any form of wolfen birth control, declaring, *“We’ll have what Selena wants us to have.”* Twice a year, she would enter heat, and still, they had welcomed their pups just as she had foreseen. Their sons were spaced two years apart, while their three daughters were three years apart—just as she had predicted.

That prophecy about Jared and his mate had come to her fourteen years ago, a time Edward now recognized as the moment Wynta had likely rejected her first mate.updated by jobnib.com In a blink, Selena had gifted her to another, leaving them with only the knowledge that Jared’s mate would be a challenge to embrace, possibly even human or wolf-less.

It was clear to Edward that they would be the first to meet her, long before Jared did. That aspect of Marrian’s vision had unfolded perfectly. He had kept Wynta confined to the building, taking her to the top floor where escape was impossible, all to test her resolve, to gauge how she would handle the pressure.

Her stubbornness had been evident from the start, a trait that only solidified his belief that she was indeed the one from Marrian’s dream. Jared, now living in France, wouldn’t be back anytime soon, which meant they would have ample opportunity to understand her before their son crossed paths with her.

He picked up the moonstone band, feeling its warmth against his skin. A grin spread across his face as he realized she must have touched it, even if she hadn’t lifted it. The warmth indicated a connection, a reaction to her very presence. A chuckle escaped him as he set it down and activated the office’s security cameras, eager to review the footage from when he had left.

Just then, his unit entered the room, and Ernesto spoke up, annoyance evident in his voice. *“There’s a problem, Edward.”*

*“No, there isn’t,”* Edward replied, maintaining his smile.

*“Yes, there is. Whatever you’re doing, stop. We just saw Lance confront Jared.”* Luther sighed, the weight of the situation pressing on him. *“It’s about Wynta being here in the pack.”*

*“Lance is clearly jealous. He feels threatened by Wynta’s presence,”* Chester added, his tone serious. *“I sensed it loud and clear; it was unmistakable.”*