Alpha Kian And His Captive Mate novel Chapter 3

~Nyla~

By 5 AM the next morning, every dressing room in the palace was cluttered with hair and makeup products. The Omegas were hustling around while Skylar and Maya fussed about spa soaks and wraps in flowers and seaweeds.

Maya was like me, not a human or a werewolf. Wyatt found her the same day he found me and agreed to take her in when I asked him to. Having her around was like having a piece of my home with me. To the outsiders, she was a rude, violent woman who wouldn't waste a second snapping their heads off. Wyatt never liked her around me. But she was different with me, she loved me and put me before her own needs or safety. I would do the same for her.

"Our soon-to-be Luna Queen will get a full body treatment." She said to the girls who were ready to pamper me.

"No scented oils and all, please. I feel nauseous." I told them before closing my eyes.

Ever since I woke up, I have been feeling the jitters. Probably I wasn't ready for the responsibilities that came with the Luna Queen title. Or maybe I wasn't after all ready for this wolf pup growing inside me. Whatever it was, I wanted this mild panic attack to go away soon.

While the girls did all the work, I dozed off in exhaustion. Wyatt and I stayed up all last night thinking about how our lives were going to change. He was more than ready to claim his father's title and was extremely excited and wouldn't stop talking. His mother came knocking at our door at the crack of dawn while we were still talking.

After two hours of scrubbing, cleaning up, manicures and pedicures, Maya and Skylar took turns to annoy the pack's top hairstylist about what hairdo would look best on me for the occasion.

"I already know how I want my hair done," I interrupted them and pointed to my dress, "That dress will look best if my hair is straightened out to longer waves. I am bored with tight curls anyway. And those heavy updos give me a headache." I seemed to struggle a lot with smells and headaches this month.

She was a human, just like many other Omegas in the pack. Wyatt told me that sometimes the pups don't inherit the werewolf gene, despite having two werewolf parents. Such pups were weaker, even with good training, and fell terribly short in strength and speed when fighting against werewolves and vampires. If they didn't turn by the age of thirteen, which was the age to confirm for sure that they lacked the gene, they were assigned Omega tasks.

Kylee had become more than just my hairstylist. She was my guide to help me understand the human ways. I learned a lot from her about the human's ability to hear and smell and how it compared to an alpha versus an omega wolf.

Apparently, the alphas didn't just have superior training or strength, they also had a stronger sense of hearing and smell than the other wolves. I was really poor at remembering these things, despite seeing how Wyatt could hear someone talk at the palace entrance while we were dining in the Great Hall at times.

I wasn't just poor at remembering so many details. I was also not very good at fighting or using weapons. Maya and I started training with the pack warriors the day Wyatt accepted me as his mate. I was too scared of the speed at which the weapons moved. It was hard to pick something new after living for twenty-two years as a completely different entity.