My Mate From Another World

Kaiser

‘What the hell is going on?’ I can’t help but ask myself that. Other than my father and grandfather, I don’t know any male relatives who look like me. Wait, my old man doesn’t look exactly like me; we just resembled each other. But the man in the photo looked exactly like me. “Can you explain this to me?” I asked, looking at Elder Ron. We were back in the meeting room because I didn’t think I would be able to rest until someone gave me an answer to my question.

“I don’t know as well, Alpha,” he replied, and that made me blow some air out of my lungs.

“What do you mean you don’t know? Haven’t you seen anyone in this pack that looks exactly like me before?”

“No, Alpha,” he replied.

“Kais,” Misch said, trying to calm me. But I can’t. How can I, if I see something I should have known but had no idea about,?Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“We are confused as well, Alpha.” Elder Ron said, and I could see that on their faces. “Being the oldest here, I know that you are expecting a lot from me regarding this matter. But I also like to inform you that your grandfather didn’t let anyone know anything regarding the pack’s history before his leadership.”

“Why?”

“It’s just a hunch, but I think it was because of the alpha that had been killed by a human.”

“You think he was somewhat related to my family?” I asked, and he nodded. “Don’t tell me that you are thinking that this man in the photo is the same Alpha that had been killed,” I added, and he looked at me as if I grew horns. “So you did?”

“It’s the only possible reason why we are restricted from going to the cabin. After accidentally hearing about that Alpha, I was so curious that I tried to sneak there myself, even when your father strictly closed that area for everyone.”

“And did you find anything about the thing that you are curious about?”

“Alpha, I did manage to get in the cabin and read a book. But it’s not about the alpha.”

“Can you please keep on talking and don’t hang your words?” I said it irritably. I want answers, and I want them now.

“Alpha,”

“Ryan just shut the f*ck up,” I said, stopping my beta from saying whatever he wanted to say. “Continue Ron. And do it fast.”

“It was about a Luna that will return, and that’s all. It didn’t say who the Luna was or when or where she would return. That’s why I came rushing to those books to look for it, but I didn’t see it.” Ron said it frustratedly. I saw it, and he was eager to find out about it as well.

“So we are at a dead end?” I asked,

“Not if we found that book,” one of the elders replied. “Let’s check the cabin thoroughly. And Alpha, since you are the one leading now, it is up to you if you let us do it. Your father didn’t allow us to go there, and it was still in effect.”

“Then we will turn that cabin upside down if we have to just find what I am looking for,” I replied, and they all agreed. I have all their support since they were as curious as me. And I can’t blame them. Seeing my own image without understanding what it is is like walking on an eggshell. I feel like I have to be cautious in everything because, at any time, something that will shock me might appear again. I have no problem if it was Adeline, though.

The whole day, we planned how we were going to renovate the cabin. I decided to place the remaining ancient scrolls and books in the packhouse library and make the cabin liveable. I want to use it as my personal haven and probably bring Adeline there if we are given a chance.

On the next day, Misch, being in charge, asked pack members who didn’t have pack duties to work there. As they started to pack everything so they would be able to transfer them to the pack’s library, I carefully watched them. All the possible parts of the cabin that can be used as storage were properly searched.

Ron was watching as well. I guess he was really curious about the book that he read. Why didn’t he just finish reading it back then? Or did he take it with him when he left the cabin after sneaking in? “Elder Ron,” I called him, and he looked at me. Then I asked him that.

“Your father caught me and took the book,” he replied.

“And he brought it back into the cabin?” I asked.

“That’s what I think since everything was in there,” he replied. Then I think for a while. If I were my father and I caught someone breaking into the place that I forbid everyone to step into, would I put back whatever it was that everyone was curious about? I chuckled after my realization.

“I want everything to be properly stored in the packhouse library. Make sure not to leave anything behind.”

“Yes, Alpha!” They all replied, and then I looked at Misch and said, “Make a schedule so you can properly monitor the renovations and the training of our warriors. If your hands are full, assign someone you can entrust the cabin with.”

“Understood,” he replied, then I nodded before I turned my back to them. I believe in my Gamma, and he will surely do what’s important. I also know that the rogues’ issue should be addressed before anything else. But I couldn’t help but feel curious about the man, who looked exactly like me.

If my father knew something about the book that the elder Ron had read, I am certain that he knew something or everything about that man in the photo as well. And I already had an idea about his hiding place.

As I entered the pack house, the omegas were busy with their duties. As much as possible, I didn’t want any of them to work in the pack house doing all the chores. But we need to divide our tasks. Someone should do things that our warriors and other combatant members can’t.

We pay the omegas for their service, and bullying is not allowed in my pack either. I feel proud of everyone for being good to each other, with or without their wolf. In other packs, I heard that there were omegas, especially females, who were treated as slaves. No. I didn’t want that. For me, every pack member is a family. And because they are my family, I am willing to protect them with my life.

“Good morning, Alpha!” They greeted me.

“Good morning. Carry on; continue what you are doing.” They nodded, and I continued walking up the stairs until I reached the third floor, where Dad’s mini-office was. As I entered, I looked around, and I smiled at the thought that even if he were gone, the omegas would never fail to clean this up.

I walked to his table and sat on his chair. My dad spent most of his time here when he was still alive, so I’m sure that those books are here. But where could he possibly keep it? I started opening the drawers because my father didn’t want to complicate things. He forgets things easily, so he always places everything he needs in plain sight.

Shit, nothing’s here. Where could it be? I stood up and went to the cabinets and bookshelves. One by one, I checked every book, hoping I would be able to find what I was looking for. Flipping the pages the way Elder Ron did, thinking something might fall off again but nothing.

I leaned on the shelf after I put the last book back in its place and sighed. Did I think wrong? Could Dad put that book back in the cabin? No, no. It’s definitely here. I just need to find it. But where? I gazed around until my eyes landed on the chest. I smiled, thinking about how that thing became part of my childhood. Dad’s visitors would often sit on it, thinking it was a chair, not knowing that I was hiding inside. I would make a scary sound, and I would hear everyone in panic, and I would burst laughing.

Dad will get furious and punish me for that. I shook my head after I remembered that. Then my eyes widened. No one would think that he would hide things there since they’re in plain sight. I rush to it, then slowly open it, anticipating the thing that I am looking for.

“What are you looking for?” I heard a woman’s voice behind me. When I turned, I saw Adeline’s beautiful and curious face. She’s back.