Chapter 3
As Alpha Brentwood turns around to kill this unknown male, he believes he must have done something to his fated mate to make her so terrified of him. She ran from behind the counter with her handbag in hand and wrapped her other hand around his.
The sight of his fated mate clutching onto another man's arm was making his wolf insane.
"He's searching for a place to rent, and I gave him the landlady's number." His fated mate looked up to explain to the unknown male with dark tattoos wrapped around his neck and like sleeves along both of his arms how tiny she was compared to his tall height.
The unknown male, whose height was nowhere near Alpha Brentwood's 6 feet and 8 inches, had now fixed his eyes on Alpha Brentwood, boiling with anger.
Alpha Brentwood's animalistic side immediately picked up pure jealousy emitting from this male he's yet to know. Soon after, he discovered who this male was to his fated mate; he was her boyfriend and also an abusive one; he noticed her hand unable to stay steady around his, and the look of fear in her large ocean eyes as she stared at him.
Alpha Brentwood's wolf kept growling nonstop inside him, eager to annihilate the filthy human who had likely harmed his fated mate, not wanting to wait another second.
Another cashier, a male, had taken over the evening shift while his fated mate, with worrying eyes, pulled her boyfriend from outside the store.
Alpha Brentwood began to exit the store as well, following them. He immediately froze at the glass door before exiting when he saw a little girl, who resembled a smaller version of his fated mate, running from a grey car toward her and calling her "Mommy."
Alpha Brentwood was once more shocked to find out that his fated mate, whom he had just found out not only had an abusive boyfriend, but also a 7-year-old daughter with him; he figured out her age.
Although Alpha Brentwood was still disappointed his fated mate boyfriend was still breathing, he was also a little relieved he didn't kill him inside the store. His fated mate would have been more terrified of him than she is of him, and he doesn't want his fated mate to be scared of him. He wants her to feel safe with him. But still, he had to wipe him out of her life, for his fated mate's safety, and now their child, whom he'd already taken as not his stepdaughter but his firstborn.
He had to earn his fated mate's trust first.
Alpha Brentwood was also going to have a hard time controlling his wolf whenever he saw her boyfriend. He placed a hand on his chest, calming down his wolf as he watched his fated mate drive off with him and their child.
Alpha Brentwood arrived at the huge grey building. The landlord later showed him to his newly refurbished apartment.
His new apartment, which looked quite old, could never compete with his luxury mansion back at his pack, but he had to do with it while he tried to win over his fated mate.
He couldn't sleep that night, not after finding his fated mate, whom he believed he'd never get, and many times, he had to calm down his violent wolf inside him every time he worried whether her abusive boyfriend was hurting her or not.
The morning he got up quickly and set out to find her, all he had to do was to sniff the paper he had given her with her scent of the landlady's number, and he'd find her immediately.
He found her way faster than he'd expected, and without tracking her by her scent.
The moment he opened the door, he saw that his fated mate's apartment was right next to his. Her apartment was room number 6, while his was room number 7.
His fated mate held the hand of her daughter, while her other hand carried her school bag. She was attired in her red and white uniform; he remembered seeing her in it at the gas station, but a cleaner one.
Her beautiful blue eyes lowered when she saw him at his door.
"Good morning," she said as she passed him.
"Good morning," Alpha Brentwood greeted her back, and he loathed that his fated mate didn't want to look at him.
"Good morning, Mister," her daughter also said, smiling at him while they both began to head down the stairs. She had an adorable high-pitched voice and was missing a tooth.
Alpha Brentwood watched her mate until he was no longer able to see her, but still, he could smell her as if she were still near him.
He closed his eyes, enjoying the delightful scent of his fated mate that made his wolf leap with eagerness inside of him to claim her. Suddenly, his wolf began to growl, picking up the most unbearable scent.
Her boyfriend was downstairs, waiting for her.
Alpha Brentwood had found where his mate dwelt, and now he must try to get as close to her as possible for her to learn to trust him while also knowing what she is—his fated mate and also a wolf.
