Brae's POV

"Who?" Ace asks.

"I don't know, I pulled you out here before they came into the room. What do I do?"

"Ignore him. Act like you don't know he is your mate."

I think for a moment, "Good idea."

'You up for it Noctis?'

'Hell yes! He is mated to someone else anyway. He can't be with us,' she whines.

'Sorry Noctis.'

'It's fjne.'

"Ready to head back in? Dinner is starting like now."

"Yup, let's go."

We walk back inside through the back door and we head over to the dining room table, sitting back in our seats. I am beside Grey and Ace is across from me. The Alpha King still isn't there yet along with his soon to be Luna.

I hear footsteps coming closer as the scent of my mate becomes stronger. The person comes into view and it is the one and only Alpha Riggs, King of werewolves. His eyes catch mine and I see hope and sadness swirl around in them.

I turn away and look at Ace who's eyes widen at the realization of who my mate is. He then looks sad.

'Why are you sad?'

'He is the Alpha King,' Ace responds.

'And?'

'And that means I can't beat him up because it would be considered treason. I don't want to be a rogue again or even worse, dead," Ace pouts.

I chuckle quietly at his response. Alpha Riggs and the soon to be Luna sit down at the table and I feel Riggs' eyes still on me.

I turn my head to shoot him a confused look and recognition crosses his face.

"Braelynn?" He whispers.

"Sorry Alpha Riggs, but my name is Brae, Brae Kingston."

"Oh..." his expression turns sad, "Sorry for the mix up."

Throughout dinner I can feel Riggs' eyes on me.

I turn to the soon to be Luna to introduce myself but when I look her way, she glares at me. I consider just keeping quiet, but where is the fun in that?

"Hello, I am Brae, Beta of the Blood Paw Pack. What is your name?" I ask the future Luna.

She glared at me then replies in an annoyed tone, "Amelia."

"Nice to meet you," I grin and then turn to Ace.

'Why the hell is she acting like that? Did I manage to offend her without moving or talking with her?'

'I have no clue Brae. She is acting like a bitch. I though she was supposed to be really nice.'

'Guess we heard wrong. This pack is doomed,' I chuckle through the link.

'You would have been a much better Luna of the Royal Pack.'

'I like being the Alpha of my own pack better,' I smirk.

Dinner ends and I head up to my room with Ace.

"I'm going to the gym, wanna join me?" I ask.

"I am too stuffed to move, let alone work out. I am going to sleep. I will see you in the morning."

"Night," I pull Ace in for a hug.

He hugs me back, "Goodnight."

He pulls back and kisses my forehead. I walk over to my room and throw on my spandex shorts and a black sports bra. I throw my raven black hair up into a ponytail and start walking to the gym. I thankfully remember the route to get there.

I walk in and immediately smell Riggs. I walk past him running on the treadmill and I head over to the bench press.

I feel eyes on my ass as I grab weights to add to the bar. I start off at 300 lbs for my warm up reps.

"Little heavy, don't you think. Do you want a spotter?" Riggs asks.

"I can handle it," I tell him.

I lay on the bench and set myself up. I grab the bar and do twelve reps before putting it down and standing up to add more weight.

I look over to Riggs who has a shocked expression.

"What?"

"How...I have never seen a girl bench that much."

"Well, that was just my warm up," I grab two 35 lbs and add them to either side of the bar.

I do another twelve reps and increase the weight to 400 lbs before moving on. I head over to the chin up bar and do 65 chin ups. I do some weighted squats and then move to the battle area.

I head to the shooting range part and grab a hand gun. I shoot four shots into the chest, four into the head, and four into the stomach.

I put the gun down and walk to the knife throwing board. I grab eight thriving knifes and get set up. I throw one bullseye in the head, one to the heart, one to the stomach, one to either shoulder and then one to each thigh.

I move onto the punching bag. I stay there for a while punching harder and harder. I get all of my anger and frustration out for not being able to have my mate. For my mate not finding me before I died. For my old pack for treating me so horribly. For being so angry at myself for not leaving that good for nothing pack. For...

My trail of thought is cut off when the punching bag snaps off its chain and the sand starts flowing out of it.

I take a few deep breaths as I feel my eyes glow green with anger. I calm down and decide I need a run. Ever if it isn't in wolf form because I can risk my identity being known.

"I have never seen someone fight like that before, where did you learn that?" Riggs asks, following me out of the gym.

"My pack."

"Right, the Blood Paw Pack right?"

I nod and walk out the back door with Riggs still following me.

"What are you doing," I ask, annoyed.

"I'm following you, what does it look like?" He says in a 'duh' tone.

"I just want to go one a run alone."

"Well then, I am just going to go on a run too."

I roll my eyes and start printing into the woods. I hear Riggs shift into his wolf and he runs next to me in his grey wolf. I smirk and pick up my pace so he can't keep up with me.

After about 25 minutes I stumble upon a cemetery. There is a sign that says it is the 'Royal Cemetary'.

I look around to make sure no one is there and I walk into it. I look around and see many different Alphas and Lunas.

I feel drawn to one area and I read the headstone.

'Braelynn Spark 18 Beloved Mate'