Chapter 102: Chapter 102

Charlotte sighs and leans back in her bed. It has been a hectic and busy day for her. With the Head coordinator arriving tomorrow, she has been busy with the preparations.

She visited Kira yesterday and though she looked healthy, her mind looked like it was somewhere else. Ayleen has been staying with Kira and will continue to do so until she is fully recovered.

Even though Charlotte has been busy with work, her mind still found time to think about Theo.

Theo…Theo…Theo…

He has been avoiding her and Azraiel. Even Matt approached him but was ignored ruthlessly. All of them have been trying to talk to him but he has closed himself off in a shell. He has blocked them on mindlink and he vanishes as soon as any of them tries to talk to him. At the end, they have decided to give him some space and leave him alone for the time being.

And then there is Charlotte and her wolf!

Yesterday she had another episode. Yeah, she thought she was done with that but apparently, she wasn’t. This time it was in her sleep. She was in a dream but she somehow knew it was a message. She was alone in a dark room with just one big door in the middle of the wall. One by one, creatures after creatures started coming out of the big door. It began with a werewolf, then fairy, vampire, werecat and so on. She stood there horrified in the middle of the room, as one after another several versions of her came out spilling from that door. Within a few minutes, the whole room was filled with people…or rather just her.

It was horrifying yet fascinating to see herself in different forms. For some fucked up reason, this dream didn’t petrify her when in fact it should have disturbed her to the core. It felt like she was actually closer to solving the mystery of who she is. The creatures looked different from each other but deep down she knew it was her. Just her! She hasn’t told Azraiel about this dream yet. It feels like this is something she has to work on her own.

“Hey!” Azraiel walks in the bedroom. He looks tired as hell and she can only imagine the pressure he is feeling at the moment.

“Hey..! You okay?” She asks as he jumps into the bed.

Azraiel mutters a ‘mhmm’ and snuggles closer to her.

“Come here.” He mumbles and drags her towards him. He is spooning her with his chest behind her back and arms across her stomach.

He buries his nose in her neck and inhales deeply. A moan escapes her lips and she wonders if it’s one of relaxation or that of lust.

Just a second later, he yawns and she instantly knows it’s of relief.

“You must be tired.” She mutters and puts her palm over his.

“Yeah…I can’t wait until this is over, Charlotte! I’ve been dying to spend some time with you, alone and just want to get over with everything going on.” His helplessness is evident in his voice.

“We will spend time together, I promise. I’m not going anywhere.” Charlotte vows faithfully.

She is not going anywhere!

She feels his lips curve into a smile. “I won’t let you even if you want to.”

I’ll hold you that. Charlotte thinks to herself and falls asleep in her mate’s arms.

*******

The next day begins in hurry. The Head Coordinator is supposed to be at the Blue Orchid pack by 11 in the morning and everyone is one edge. The pack rushes from one place to another and it looks like bees are rushing here and there to prepare honey.

Charlotte and Azraiel came to the packhouse early in the morning. Matt and Katya came a few minutes later. They were about to call Theo when he came in looking like shit.

Dark bags underneath his eyes, hair unkempt and ruffled clothes. Azraiel had to forcefully send him away so that he can freshen up.

“Did he talk to you?” Azraiel asks Matt after Theo leaves.

“No.” Matt sighs.

“I think we have unknowingly opened up a wound that wasn’t healed.” Charlotte mutters.

Everyone is worried about him.

“I’ve never seen him like this….even …even after the attack eleven years ago.” Matt says and Azraiel nods.

They sit in silence and think about what to do next. A knock on the door takes their attention.

A warrior peaks in from the door, “Alpha, the Head-coordinator will be here in an hour.”

Azraiel nods and looks at everyone in the room.

“Let’s put this thing to the back of our minds for the time being. We’ll keep an eye on Theo but let’s not aggravate him.”

Charlotte nods.

They all move out of the packhouse to inspect the arrangements one last time. They scatter away to see their respective duties and soon one hour passes away as if it was a minute.

“He is here.” Azraiel mindlinks Charlotte and she rush towards the packhouse.

The rest of them are already there, waiting for the very person responsible for overseeing the activities of all the packs of the werewolf world.

Soon the sound of cars approaching reaches her ears and is followed by the cars. In front is a black car, then a white one in the middle and another black car at the end.

The three cars come to a stop in front of them. First, the bodyguards come out of the black cars and Charlotte is surprised to see so many of them.

When the bodyguards circled the cars, the door of the white car opened and a tall man stepped out.

Dressed in black from head to toe, Daniel Scott looks everything she has imagined him to be. His hair was combed back and his brown eyes sparkle as he looks at Azraiel. If she hadn’t seen the file she would guess his age as 35 years at max.

“Sir.” Azraiel nods at him and offers his hand for a handshake as the Head Coordinator stands in front of him.

The Head-Coordinator laughs and shakes his hand but in the next second, he pulls Azraiel in a hug.

“How have you been, my boy?” The corners of his eyes crinkle as he breaks the hug and asks Azraiel.

“I am good. I hope this ride didn’t tire you much.” Charlotte looks at Azraiel to be surprised by the teasing tone and mirth dancing in his eyes.

“Huh..Rubbish. As if I’d get tired…ever.” The Head Coordinator laughs.

Azraiel turns to her and she knows she is going to be introduced.

“Sir, this is Charlotte. My m-“

“Your mate. I know.” The Head coordinator cuts Azraiel midsentence and focuses his beady eyes on her.

His eyes on her make her feel like a lab rat under a microscope.

“Hello. Welcome to the Blue Orchid Pack.” Charlotte is surprised that she didn’t stutter.

“Well, Thank you, Luna.” He answers and smiles.

His smile makes it seem like he knows everything. As if Charlotte has no idea but he knows everything about her.

“How-How did you know?” Azraiel asks the Head Coordinator in confusion. He had strictly forbidden anyone from the pack to mention his mate to anyone outside the pack.

Then how the hell does this man know about her?

The Head Coordinator throws his head back and laughs. His laughter booms and everyone looks at him.

“You really think that the eldest of the Truebloods will find his mate and I wouldn’t find about it.”

“But-how?” She knows what Azraiel is thinking. There might be a mole in the pack.

“Relax, Azraiel.” The Head- Coordinator’s face grows serious. “There is no mole in your pack.”

Charlotte watches as Azraiel visibly relaxes.

“It’s rather a very long story.” The Head Coordinator says. “One that I’m sure will fucking blow your mind.”