Page 42 of A Female Alpha for the Lycan Prince

“You think it’s another gift I have?” I ask carefully.

“Possibly.”

I can see Harmony’s beautiful brown wolf approaching us and look at my watch. “That wasn’t bad either.”

“No, considering she’s a werewolf, and the both of us went all out, that’s a really good time,” he agrees.

“Harmony is great, she’s lethal,” I say with a proud smile.

“She-wolves like you and her are made to lead,” he points out. “Male wolves often focus on their strength alone. We lycans train differently, which is why Liam is such an all-rounder, all my children are. And you and Harmony obviously had to train differently and strengthen your other traits too, knowing it’s better than relying on strength alone. You were born to be an alpha, Celine. The Moon Goddess gave you all the talents and gifts you need to lead a pack. You are better than most other alphas, you are even better than your father, and he knows it; he told me so.”

My eyes widen at his rare praise, and I smile gratefully at him. My smile widens when Harmony approaches us, fully dressed now and with drinks in her hand. Flora is right behind her, bringing some cake. I see Calvin’s wolf appearing too, he stops in front of us and seems to link Elden.

Elden laughs. “Running really isn’t your strength,” he jokes. “Good thing everything else you do is fantastic.”

Flora throws a towel toward Calvin. He shifts back and wraps it around his hips. He chuckles. “I told you, have mercy on an old man.” He nods at Harmony. “But, Miss Harmony, considering you are a beta wolf, you really have some great abilities.”

“For your age, you didn’t do too bad either,” Harmony teases him.

Calvin chuckles. “I’ll excuse myself to get dressed now.”

“Join us for drinks later,” Elden tells him.

He nods.

“So,” Flora puts the cake down before settling on Elden’s lap and wrapping her arms around him. She’s a small woman, rather delicate in appearance, and she always looks so freaking young. It’s impossible to tell Flora’s age. Annie always jokes that she ages backward. She looks like a fairy to me, with that long fair hair, those ethereal features, the big eyes… and her playful and giggly attitude. “You kids had fun playing?”

Elden grins and kisses her.

“Oh, not that kind of game,” she beams. “Save that for later. We have guests.”

He just chuckles. “We had a little competition. Celine managed to reach the pack house at the same time I did.”

Harmony looks shocked. “Wait, you were on par?”

I nod, and her whole expression changes to one full of pride for her alpha.

“How are you so fast, Celine?” Flora asks curiously.

“I was just discussing that with Alpha Elden,” I tell her. “Maybe it’s another gift I have?” I pause, my thoughts going back to how I ran through the forest, to how the forest reacted to me. “Sometimes, when I allow my thoughts to flow and my senses to take over, it’s like my surroundings respond to me. Like today, the forest answered and reacted to me.”

Elden stares at me. “What do you mean?”

“It’s just that, sometimes my surroundings help me,” I explain, frustrated that I don’t have the words to explain what’s really happening. “Paths open up, branches seem to move. That sort of stuff.”

Flora slips off Elden’s lap and sits down next to me. She eyes me with keen interest all of a sudden, her usual playfulness replaced with something more… curious, more knowing. She stares at me intently, and I can see something changing in her eyes. It’s like she’s somewhere else.

“What is she doing?” I ask carefully, wondering what she’s looking at right now and what she’s seeing.

“She’s doing her thing,” Elden sighs. “None of us knows how she does it. She always says she’s looking for signs. She says sometimes she’s seeing butterflies and fairies that lead her to hidden secrets.”

“Wait a moment,” Harmony intervenes. “She really sees them? It’s not just an act?”

Elden snorts. “No, it’s not just an act.”

Flora smiles, her eyes returning to normal again. She tilts her head.

“And?” Elden asks.