"What?" He questioned her.
"Nothing." She shook her head, even though she was wondering who could be that girl who had ruined him for every other female.
"Good morning, Alpha." Breda greeted him and then teased him a little: "I guess you woke up late today?"
"Your mind is always in the gutter, isn’t it?" Wylder inquired and wondered how the Moon Goddess matched her with Zahir. She was pure evil compared to Zahir. Breda giggled at his words. ‘Take care of her and make sure that no one will make her uncomfortable.’
‘Don’t worry, brother!" With that, he left from there without looking at Arabella, who was practically digging holes at both Breda and Wylder’s heads in anger.
She couldn’t find the reason behind her anger. She wanted to ruin Breda’s face like a wild cat when she giggled. Again, she felt that she had something like this before that she couldn’t remember. Arabella knew what she was feeling.
Jealously.
But why? That too over a man whom she didn’t know. ‘Is he my mate?' She questioned herself for feeling so many emotions for Wylder; that was unusual unless...
"Come on!! You will be training under me." Breda spoke, and Arabella narrowed her eyes.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I’m sorry. Where is my manner?" Breda chuckled, sensing her jealousy and anger.
"Maybe in the gutter?" Arabella spoke with a fake smile on her lips.
"No need to be rude, sweetheart. Alpha Miller is like my brother. Arabella controlled herself from rolling her eyes and scoffing at her words.
‘Of course! She would say that. All the females in the pack consider him like his brother."
"I’m Breda, Beta Female." Bread introduced herself, and hearing this, Arabella’s insecurities and jealousy flew out of the window. "Ah. I see, you are normal now." She added, smiling at Arabella.
"I’m sorry. I guess I was rude." Arabella muttered and extended her hand for a handshake. "I’m Arabella. Alpha Miller’s Breeder
"Hello, Bella," Bread said, shaking her hand. "It’s okay. Don’t be sorry. You’re not the only one who acted like this. All the admirers of Alpha act with me in the same way until they come to know that I’m mated."
"So, you have no issue with becoming a breeder?" She asked next, to which Arabella shook her head.
"No. It’s better than becoming a sex slave."
"Yeah! But aren’t you scared that you might die because of your decision? I mean, without your wolf, giving birth to a Lycan’s pup is risky."
"Even better. At least, I will die happy with the thought that I sacrificed my life for giving life to a newborn." Arabella spoke because, from where she was standing, she couldn’t see any ray of hope, and she knew the future heir of this Alpha would give meaning to her life.
"Well, I hope that will never happen," Breda said that from what she learned from Zahir, she knew that Wylder had a thing for this omega, and the last thing she wanted was for Wylder to stick around in his life. Zahir didn’t tell her the details because, as per him, it was their thing, and she respected that. "Come on, let’s start your training to see your strength. Because only stronger women can handle a werewolf’s pup."
Breda guided her away from the training ground because she knew where Arabella stood in terms of strength.
"Is there a job opening in the pack?" I wanted to work instead of eating food for free. Arabella asked, recalling that she had to buy a phone.
"I see!! What kind of work are you looking for?"
"For now, I don’t know which thing I’m good at," Arabella answered her truthfully.
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#TBC