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Alpha Landon novel Chapter 13

Summary for TWELVE: Alpha Landon

TWELVE – A Turning Point in Alpha Landon by Midika

In this chapter of Alpha Landon, Midika introduces major changes to the story. TWELVE shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Internet genre.

~Althea

Blood trailed down my fingers, as I held the wound on my neck. The pain was throbbing and consuming, but I could still feel the surprise pulsing through. Everything was setting in deeply, making me feel utter dread wash across my whole being.

"You marked me," I repeated. Landon's eyes were fading from black, to the pale green they usually were. Blood trickled down his chin, sealing the fact that I no longer belonged to no one. He nodded slowly, watching me warily.

He suddenly looked better than before. It was as though I was looking at him through a set of new eyes. Eyes that magnified every contour of his face and body. It marked places that made me feel attraction for him ten times over.

"Why?" I question. It was all I could say. I wanted to be mad at him, but I could feel the bond between us. It was as though I wanted to confide in him about my problem, even though he is the problem. His arms looked awfully inviting at the moment...But the need to cuddle would have to wait.

"It was necessary," he stated simply. Necessary? Was that all he had to say to me? He wasn't even apologising for the fact that he marked me, without my permisson. I pulled my hand away, seeing it covered in blood. At the same time, Landon wiped at his mouth.

I didn't answer, turning on my heel to walk down the hallway. I wanted yell at him, but it seemed as though that wasn't an option. So instead, I sought to find the bathroom, to wash off my hands, and neck. Not looking at him made me calm down a bit. It made me think clearly without wanting to jump at him right in the middle of the hallway.

"Where are you going?" He asked, surprised at my sudden departure. I didn't know really. Alden hadn't shown us where the bathrooms were, so I was hoping for the best. Landon trailed behind me. This blood, that was slowly drying, needed to go instantly.

"I need to was off the blood," I snap. Landon sighed deeply.

"The bathroom is back this way," he informs me. I stop in my tracks, roll my eyes, and walk back the way I had came. I narrow my eyes at a smirking Landon as I pass him, bumping my shoulder against his. Even touching him made me jump. The obvious tingles were exchanged like germs; frequently, and in large doses.

"Listen Al, trust me when I say it was going to happen eventually. And I didn't want to wait," Landon stated from behind me. My heart skipped a beat at his words. I had dreamed of him telling me these things, but after he had marked me with my permisson. This was hardly romantic...

"But here? We aren't even within our own packs walls," I reply over my shoulder. Landon still walked securely behind me. It would be so embarrassing to walk back into the dining room, suddenly mated to the Alpha of the Power Pack. I took a deep breath. That was a lot to process at this one time.

Eventually I found a bathroom. It was small, but a basin, mirror and running water was all that was needed at the moment. I entered the bathroom, with Landon following suit. I quickly turned the tap, and watched the water flow out of the facet.

I looked at Landon behind me first, who was watching my eyes, before I looked at myself.

Apart from the blood staining the left side of my neck, I looked rejuvenated in a way. My eyes were bright and alert, and weren't dark underneath from the lack of sleep I seemed to be getting lately. My skin was smooth and flawless almost, with no imperfections to be seen. Slowly, I brought my hand up to my face to see if I was real.

"Do I really look like this?" I question, noticing that even my posture was improved. Landon nodded from behind me.

"Marking you has enhanced your well-being. Your lack of a mate beforehand was depleting your overall health," Landon explained. I never knew that. Some things I wish they taught me before I left school. Of course he would know...

"And the fact that you're now mated to an Alpha helps too," he added. I swallowed. I was mated to an Alpha now...An Alpha of a Pack that holds a lot of responsibility over other Packs. I was a Luna, a leader. Shit...

Shaking these things in my head away, I concentrate on washing the blood of my neck. I didn't realise it would initially hurt this much, and create a bucket load of blood. I shiver, watching it all wash down the drain.

Once all the blood was gone, I assessed the side of my neck. Two marks, slightly swollen tainted my neck. It was a mark that was bound to scare any male from my near vicinity. Slowly I begin to shift my hair over the mark, covering it completely. Landon frowns at my movement.

I run my fingers through my hair, feeling his need through our kiss. Less than an hour ago, I could never have imagined I would be mated to this man. Touching him was so different now. It was as though he gave me an unexplainable strength it every little touch and kiss.

"Landon," I breath, as he pulls away, kissing down my neck. Memories from only minutes before flood back. His teeth sinking into my neck, as he claimed me as his own. It makes my eyes open, from being blissfully closed. But as soon as his soft lips touch the mark, that still stung slightly, I sunk back into his arms.

"Well then."

I jump, hearing a deep, rather scarred voice. Landon whirls around, obviously knowing exactly who was there without even seeing him. I gazed over his shoulder, seeing Alden standing at the door, looking shocked, his eyebrows raised to his hairline.

Fear courses through me, but apart from being slightly shocked, it didn't seem as though Alden was all that fazed.

"I must say, I saw it coming...you two mating. But I can't say I predicted it happening in the bathroom of my home," Alden says softly. I want to correct him, to say it didn't actually happen in the bathroom, but I refrain.

I don't know what summoned the Alpha in the first place, but it can't have been too important as he turns around, and goes back the way he came. I let out a deep breath of relief. Landon helps me off the basin, so my feet hit the ground easily. I was slightly wary of his attentive attitude, but I don't question it.

"Shall we get back to lunch, my girl?" He asks warmly.

My girl.

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