~ Prologue
In Lexia's Point Of View
"Cross him off the list."
My assistant turns from where he was facing the board, looking at me sardonically. He's not really my assistant, in fact, he hates when I refer to him as that. But I wouldn't go as far to say that this man, Adrian, is my friend.
"Why?" He questions, balancing a red permanent marker between his fingers. Rolling my eyes, I back up a few steps and sit on the edge of my desk, mindful of the papers scattered on it.
"You think the Alpha of Love is my mate?" I question jokingly.
I have tilts his head. Possibly.
I kick my feet together as I stare up at the board mounted on the wall. We are here in my office, trying to narrow down who my mate would be.
"You're being ridiculous. Picture me with Malik ... I shiver at the thought," I mutter, looking at his name on the board.
I've met Malik before, although only briefly. When I walked into that room, and we met gazes, there was nothing there. And anyways, our shoulders touched, and no sparks erupted. He's not my mate.
"So you're sure your even mates with an Alpha?" Adrian's questions again, as he draws a straight red line through Malik's name.
"Yes, our current Luna told me herself. And she was once a Purity Pack member. Those freaks don't lie," I tell him. He shrugs, placing the lid of the pen back on.
Adrian scrunches his face up. He wasn't always stuck here, in the Vengeance Pack, like me. While he was from the Wisdom Pack, I was from the Discipline Pack.
Until I was kidnapped and dragged here to be kept prisoner when I was only thirteen.
I'm older now. And I'm a leader. Kaden, the Alpha of Vengeance allowed me a small portion of his land after I released his brother and told him where his parents were, to lead.
"Cross off Kaden and Landon while your at it. Both are mated," I say, and Adrian obliges. I stare at the remaining names.
"What about Isaiah?" Adrian asks, ready to cross the name off. The Alpha of Passion.
I think about it for a moment. "I don't see why not."
Adrian raises an eyebrow.
"What? I'm passionate."
He leaves the name uncrossed.
"What about Jasper. Alpha of Devotion?" Adrian muses. I bite my lip. Not an option.
"He's been missing for years. There's no way that's even plausible," I tell him. The Devotion Pack has been almost empty, after the Alpha disappeared, and rumors of Phantom Wolves roaming around scared Pack members away.
Adrian crosses him from the list.
"How about Grayson?"
I hesitate, lifting my head from where I was blow drying lint off my jeans. Grayson?
"Who's that again?" I ask. The name Grayson doesn't ring a bell in my head, which is strange, since I'm familiar with most Alphas.
"Alpha of Freedom," Adrian informed me. No wonder.
Shaking my head, I slip off the edge of the desk, and take the pen from Adrian's hand, proceeding to draw a thick red line over the name. My blonde haired assistant stares at me as I summarizes my spot.
"Explanation?"
"Easy. I'm from the Discipline Pack, that likes order, sense and reason. He's from the Freedom Pack. The advocator of wild, untamed and senselessness," I tell him, folding my arms across my chest.
Adrian's sighs deeply, and we collectively stare at the name.
"There's always a chance the Moon Goddess wanted to test you two out. See if a pairing like that could exist together," Adrian muses.
He knows nothing about the Moon Goddess. While my Pack worshiped her to an extent—that is nothing like the Purity Pack—his Pack insists she doesn't exist.
Adrian notices my expression. "What? There's a science in love too."
Rolling my eyes, I quickly sum up the remaining Alphas. Not many left to narrow down. I notice Adrian's gaze linger over Alpha Grayson's name doubtfully.
"Don't worry, there is not way Grayson is my mate."
