Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper

Chapter 160 He missed her

BECKY

I blinked my eyes three times to make sure I hadn't mistaken Silas’ presence.
Despite my disbelief, though, his ¢c innamon and clove scent lingered in the air
and filled my nose until my mouth began to water.

He looked just as handsome as ever. His golden eyes practically glowed with
warmth and his dark brown hair was swept away from his face. His tanned
complexion was as perfect as ever, and as my eyes fell to his full lips, I noticed a
small birthmark there I'd never noticed before.

Before I could lose myself in the beauty that was Silas Moses I forced myself to
focus. Why was the Beta here in Wild Crawler? Had he followed me here? The
thought was amusing enough for me to ask it aloud.

“Did you follow me here, Silas? Have you been here this whole time?”

Much to my irritation, he didn’t answer my question and instead uttered a simple
greeting.

“Good evening, Becky,” he said softly.

His gaze was strange and unwavering, but I couldn't help but get lost in his long-
lashed eyes. I managed to regain my composure once more and sighed.

“Did the Alpha King send you here?” I asked. Cas sandra had told me during our
phone call that the king of Wegalla was going to be deploying more healers and
soldiers to help Wild Crawler get back on their feet. Was Silas merely one of
those aforementioned bodies?

Was he here out of duty or because he was here to see me?

Stop it, Becky, I urged myself before I could get too carried away. Don't fall into
that kind of thinking.

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Silas remained silent for a moment and then spoke again.

“Do you care about why I'm here?” he asked.

I found his lack of responses frustrating. Given our history, I genuinely didn’t care
about his reasons for being in Wild Crawler, and I was tired of the constant mind
games. I wasn't a plaything to be messed around with by men. I was a human
being and a woman worthy of genuine connection and concern.

So, I simply huffed and attempted to walk past him and ignore him. I fully planned
to give up on the idea of a moonlit walk and return to the clinic and get some rest
so I could feel better in the morning and make one final round of visits to my
patients before returning to Anemond.

However, before I could get away, Silas caught my wrist suddenly and prevented
me from leaving.

“Let me go,” I sighed, and I struggled against his grip, but Silas held on tighter. It
wasn’t tough enough to hurt me, but I couldn't break free.

“Who was the man?” he asked, and when I frowned, he clarified. “The young
man with the glasses that you were speaking with earlier. Who was he?”

It took a moment for me to realize that he was referring to Dic kson.

“He’s a healer in the clinic,” I explained. “His name is Dic kson. He's a colleague.”
Silas’ eyes narrowed slightly.

“He told you he liked you,” he said in a tone that was eerily calm but still had
undertones of jealousy.

Heat rushed into my cheeks at once.

“You were eavesdropping on our conversation!” I accused him. “What, were you
spying on me or something?”

Silas remained calm but glanced down at the ground for a moment.

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“Are you going to give him a response?” he asked softly. “Are you going to tell
him you share feelings for him?”

“That's not any of your business,” I reiterated as anger filled my belly.

What did Silas care about any of this?

He publicly rejected me time and time again. Sure, he had shown up to help me
when Frederick was getting too intense with his advances, and then spoke kindly
with my mother at my house, but we were still at odds with one another.

“Do you like him,” he pressed further. Just as I was about to reply and tell him
again that it was none of his business, Silas pulled me closer until I was
practically up against him. For a moment, I thought he was about to kiss me, and
instinctively, I raised my hand up and slapped him.

Silas was completely taken aback and sta ggered at the motion. When he
frowned, I expected him to become angry, but instead, he released his hold on
my wrist and took a step back.

“I'm sorry, Becky,” he apologized. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I won't force you
anymore.”

For a moment, I couldn't believe what I had heard, but I was relieved that the
Beta wasn't going to push the matter any further.

I chose not to say anything more about it. We stood opposite one another in
silence until Silas spoke again.

“I came to Wild Crawler because I missed you,” he admitted softly. “Our last
encounter left me... longing for you. I don’t know how else to explain it. When I
heard that things here were dire, I wanted to ensure everything was fine.”

His eyes glanced skyward, and when he looked down at me a second later, my
heart nearly sk ipped a beat.

“I'm going to be visiting the border again soon,” he continued in a tone I had
difficulty reading. “I won't be interrupting you anymore. Good night, Becky.”

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Without another word, he turned away to leave. As I watched him walk away, I
wanted to say something more, but I found my throat was too tight with emotion
to say a word.

I considered chasing after him. I was short but I could run quickly.

But even if I managed to catch up to the Beta, what would I say? Would I confess
that I'd been thinking of him too? That being away from him was so difficult it was
almost painful? That most of my dreams involved him and my daydreams
consisted of my lips against his?

No.

None of that would go over well.

Once Silas was gone, I didn’t feel like taking a walk anymore. Instead, I quietly
slipped back into the clinic and returned to the office. Once the door was closed, I
let out a deep exhale and lay down on the couch. I sunk back into the large cus
hions and tried to sleep, but my mind raced too quickly for me to relax.
Everything felt so chaotic.

First, there was Dic kson’s sudden confession of love and then there was Silas,
my mate, showing up out of the blue to tell me he missed me.

This was all so crazy.

When Silas had mentioned missing me, I was sure my heart had ski pped a beat,
but I couldn't be certain if the feeling within me was truly love or just the effects of
our mate bond. Though the stories were few since mate bonds were so rare, I
knew the connection between mates was incredibly strong. So was our
connection just purely based on that?

Or did Silas Moses truly care enough about me to miss my presence?

Either way, I couldn’t do this anymore. I nestled back into the cu shion and closed
my eyes tightly.