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Another person will react with awe, happiness, and wonder, but not Wolfariane.

Alphose continued anyway, "Not only does she have the scent of potential mate, but the scent was also very strong and distinguishable above other odds. She has the scent of an unclaimed Alpha mate."

Placing the signed document aside, he picked up another one. "That's good news for you, Josiah, Cronus, and the other unmated Alphas, Alphose. You can claim her before the others discover her and claim her first."

Alphose wishes he can do that more than anything else in the world. "She is not mine. I went really close and even bumped into her to be sure because she has other scents too. The Cougar has not the slightest liking for her touch."

"Her 'other' scent?" Wolfariane inquired, reluctantly.

"She is dying. The smell of death was too strong. She doesn't have much time."

Eyes raised from the document to Alphose, "Too bad for her, and whoever she belongs to."

The curious mountain lion in him has to know, "What if she is yours?"

Wolfariane didn't bait an eyelash. "She can never be mine. And if she is, I am glad she is dying."

CHAPTER 3. THE DYING UNMATED HUMAN FEMALE.

"You do not look glad, Alpha King." Alphose countered.

Wolfariane Daminor Throne spared him another glance, "I do not have to look glad to be here, Alphose."

"Of course, Alpha King."

"You're dismissed."

He inclined his head slightly and faced the door.

"Oh, and Alphose?"

"Yes?" He turned.

Wolfariane finally put the signed documents away and looked at him fully, "You are a mountain lion, and you are starting to seem edgy. As a man who is a mountain lion and a werewolf, I can tell you that there is no much difference between the two species. Both species need to let off some steams once in a while or the animal... will not be at rest." A surprisingly gentle look took over the frown that marred his face before, "You know how dangerous that can be."

His Alpha is right and he knows it, "I will go for a run at sundown."

"Running can only take the edge off, you need sex." He said bluntly, "If running works so well, wolves wouldn't be saddled with the full moonwhich forces us to mate with females. You're long overdue, I can feel your cougar's uneasiness and you know what that means. I can control myself but, you need to do something about it before the young males start feeling it too, lose control and go around forcing themselves on females."

"Of course, Alpha King. I will do something about it right away."

Wolfariane nodded his head once in agreement. Alphose inclined his head again before he walked out of the meeting Hall.

OKLAHOMA CITY, OKLAHOMA

Ismena stared dreadfully at the two white pills and three brown pills in her palm. She dreads popping pills. Hell, if only she can keep her heart beating perfectly without these damn drugs.

Swallowing tightly to wet her suddenly dry throat, she squeezed her eyes shut and threw the pills into her mouth. Without wasting any time, she downed it with water.

"Ena!? Dinner's ready!" Valentina's voice came all the way from the sitting room.

"Coming!" Her response was loud and quick. Aim? That'll stop her sister from coming up to her bedroom to tell her again thereby seeing her with her bottle of pills.

Speaking of her pill bottles, they’re almost empty. She had to get a refill and her drug cost an arm and two legs. After all her expenses, she doesn't have that kind of money left.

"Shit. I'll worry about you some other time." She told her bottle of pills before she opened her bedside drawers and slammed it back where they came from.

In the sitting room, she walked straight to the dining table where her family is already seated waiting for her and lowered herself to the only empty chair left.