Marry to Alpha or Vampire?

After the attack on Fiona, Sheila found a place to quickly hide. Once she was sure the patrolling individuals had left, she emerged from the shadows.

Her dagger was stained with Fiona’s blood, and she needed to clean it to avoid arousing suspicion.

Sheila crouched on the ground, feeling a presence nearby. Her eyes turned cold, and she tightly gripped the dagger in her hand, ready for a confrontation.

“Hello,” these were the first words Sheila heard Elmer speak.

Sheila sensed that the person behind her had no ill intentions. She stood up, turned around, and looked at Elmer. With just one glance, Sheila felt that exhilarating sensation. She was grateful for her mother’s advice about how it felt to meet a mate.

Sheila’s first glimpse of Elmer filled her mind with an uncontrollable rush of sensations. The crisp scent of cedar and the sweetness of ice cream entered her nose. Her wolf howled with joy in her mind, and Sheila realized what it all meant.

When Elmer had uttered the word “mate” first, Sheila admitted that her heart was stirred. It was an overwhelming feeling she couldn’t resist, even without anyone’s persuasion.

Elmer.

Sheila remembered that name. He appeared clean and pure, free from any impurities.

Sheila had no intention of revealing her name. She doubted her compatibility with someone from The Iron Star Pack. Yet, her mouth reacted faster than her mind. Meeting her mate had thrown her emotions into turmoil, and eventually, she spoke her name.

Elmer’s compliment made her happy. Sheila had never received such praise from her family. After becoming Beta, she had been like a work machine, burdened with tasks and devoid of an independent life.

Sheila had many things she wanted to tell Elmer, but ultimately, she said what she least wanted to reveal. She would never forget the pain in Elmer’s eyes. Despite this, she forced herself to leave the forest.

Sheila withdrew from her memories. She was grateful to meet Elmer, yet she wished he hadn’t met her. For the first time in her life, Sheila faced something uncertain.

“Sheila, why did you choose to leave the last time?” Hazel stared at Sheila, attempting to discern something different in her eyes.

“Because my father passed away at the time, and I couldn’t think of anything else,” Sheila answered quickly, as if she had prepared this response in advance. Her face showed no signs of guilt.

Even though Sheila’s reason was casual and she was lying, she made it sound convincing. As Beta, she wouldn’t easily reveal her true emotions and could handle any conversation skillfully. If anyone else had been the one talking to Sheila today, perhaps she could have fooled them. But Hazel, knowing that Sheila was Putnam’s associate, found everything she said to be unreal.

“I’m sorry to bring up something that saddens you,” Hazel expressed guilt, cooperating with Sheila’s act. Even though she knew Sheila was putting on a show, she didn’t expose the lies.

Though Hazel didn’t know Sheila’s exact identity, she was undoubtedly closely connected to the fake Fiona. Otherwise, Sheila wouldn’t have chosen to visit the fake Fiona in the medical room late at night.

“It’s alright; it’s in the past,” Sheila continued to speak.

“Sheila, you didn’t tell me about this,” Elmer looked quite surprised.

Hazel could tell from Elmer’s expression that Sheila hadn’t informed him about the incident. Ignoring Sheila’s presence at the medical room’s entrance, Hazel might have sympathized with her. But it was clear that Sheila wasn’t telling the truth.

“Elmer, I didn’t want you to worry,” Sheila displayed her vulnerable side. “I wasn’t in the right state of mind at the time.”

Elmer put his arm around Sheila’s shoulder, showing deep concern for her ordeal. They looked inseparable.

Colorful lights played on Sheila’s face, making it hard to read her expression. But Hazel could sense that they were both happy.

Hazel averted her gaze and ordered another cocktail. A suspicious girl had become her friend’s mate. Hazel felt that the world was truly absurd, and she needed to carefully consider how to handle this situation.

Sheila leaned her head on Elmer’s shoulder, and her eyes occasionally glanced in Hazel’s direction. She didn’t know if her explanation had aroused Hazel’s suspicion, but she had an inexplicable feeling that this girl didn’t entirely trust her.

“So, have you met your mate?” Sheila suddenly inquired. She saw Hazel choke on her cocktail and couldn’t understand why this question was so surprising.

“What? My mate?” Hazel was indeed taken aback.

“Yes, your mate,” Sheila continued to press, needing to gather as much information as possible, which would help Tania.

“I haven’t met my mate yet,” Hazel replied, unsure why Sheila suddenly brought up this topic.

“It’s alright. You should meet them soon,” Sheila smiled, projecting a friendly demeanor. She needed to maintain good relations with all of Elmer’s friends in her current role as Elmer’s mate.

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“Sheila, you don’t have to worry about Hazel,” Elmer chuckled. He thought it was quite obvious that there was something unusual between Hazel and Alpha Cyril. They seemed closer than ordinary friends, yet they didn’t appear to be mates. It was perplexing. Neither Alpha Cyril nor Hazel had found their mates.

The Iron Star Pack was the largest pack in the world, and Alpha Cyril had formidable strength and an unbeatable team. Still, he lacked a Luna to help manage the pack. Elmer had heard people mention this situation many times.

“I was just making casual conversation,” Sheila smiled and didn’t want to continue discussing the topic.

Hazel didn’t engage with Sheila any further and shifted her gaze to the dance floor.

Eloise and Marcus descended from the dance floor. Eloise’s cheeks were flushed, and she appeared somewhat unsteady.

“I swear, nobody can resist dancing,” Eloise sat down in a chair and ordered another rum. She smiled at Hazel, her gaze becoming unfocused.

“Darling, you’ve had a bit too much to drink,” Hazel supported Eloise, who seemed on the verge of stumbling.

“Hazel, I’m not drunk; I’m just happy for Elmer,” Eloise chuckled, looking at Elmer and Sheila, her mood somewhat off. “He’s found Sheila, and that’s a good thing.”

“Eloise, I think you should consider going home,” Hazel frowned.

Eloise shook her head, “I don’t want to go home.”

“Hazel, I’ll take her home,” Marcus stepped in front of Hazel, and she looked at Eloise, her lips pressed into a thin line.

Hazel’s gaze lingered on Marcus and Eloise, had something happened during their dance?

Hazel had been keeping an eye on Sheila, so she was unaware of what had transpired on the dance floor.

“I don’t need you, Marcus. Let go of me,” Eloise shrugged off Marcus’s hand from her arm, appearing quite irritated.

Hazel furrowed her brow as she observed Eloise but noticed Eloise quickly winked at her.

“Eloise,” Marcus called her name, his eyes concealing some unknown emotions.

Elmer and Sheila also watched the two of them, seemingly clueless about what had occurred.

“Marcus, you’re scaring Eloise,” Elmer said, watching Eloise closely as if she were about to burst into tears at any moment.

He didn’t know what had transpired between Marcus and Eloise, but they did look peculiar, considering they were fine just moments ago while dancing.

“Sorry, I just wanted to make sure she got home safely,” Marcus gazed at Eloise, aware that she had misunderstood his intentions.

“Eloise, be a good girl and let Marcus take you home,” Hazel patted Eloise’s shoulder.

She was certain that something had happened between Eloise and Marcus. Marcus appeared eager to resolve the issue, but Eloise didn’t seem to want to be alone with him. But Hazel knew Eloise well. Eloise was merely pretending, as Hazel could tell Eloise’s occasional glances and winks in her direction. Eloise wasn’t really drunk.

“Hazel…” Elmer wanted to say something but saw Hazel gesturing for him to stay quiet.

Sheila watched the scene unfold, thinking that the dynamics between them all looked fine. She wondered if Elmer would resent her when he discovered the truth. For a moment, Sheila didn’t want to carry out her supposed mission, but she knew that was absolutely impossible. Sheila would never betray her Pack or Tania.

“I’ll make sure Eloise gets home safely,” Marcus didn’t say more and helped Eloise, who seemed a bit unsteady, to leave the bar. This time, Eloise didn’t resist much.

“Hazel, they won’t get into a fight, will they?” Elmer expressed some concern.

Hazel finished her cocktail. “I promise they won’t.”