My Mate From Another World

Adeline

“I will always be thankful for Mike. He had been my anchor in my darkest hours. I never saw him in his weakened state, even though I knew that he was struggling in our daily lives. Thankfully, we have our children. He’s a good father, husband, and great provider. He would tell me how much he loves me and that he’s willing to let me go if I ever find my second chance mate.”

I closed the notebook. For a moment, I felt sorry for both Mike’s and our lives. Why did they have to get hurt because of our differences and kinds? But unlike me, I felt once in my life that I loved my Mike. If only Kaiser had not come, we would be happy until the end.

‘Stop thinking about it, Adeline. None of these are your faults. I don’t blame you for falling in love with him; what I hate about you is for letting yourself get intimate with him when we agreed that we would only give ourselves to our mate ever since you got me.’ Elda said, trying to pacify me.

‘I hope Mike will find the woman he truly deserves. Just like the woman who wrote this diary, I am also full of guilt. And it will never go away unless I see him happy. Really happy.’

‘He will, Adeline. He will. For now, we have to think about how we are going to travel interdimensionally whenever we want. I have a strong feeling that we need to do something with all the killings here, and at the same time, it’s a possible connection to Kaiser’s world.’

‘Are you telling me that everything that happens here is connected to our mate bond?’ I asked, confused. Although I thought about it, it was still unbelievable.

‘It’s my gut feeling, my instinct, that tells me. And I also think that we need to find out who that woman is.’

‘Which woman?’

‘The one who wrote that diary. She came from another world, right? What if she came from Kaiser’s? What if she was originally from there and the man that you and Milka saw on every dead body we found here is the same as the man that brought her here?’

Because of what she said, I couldn’t help but think about it. She just gave me something that could explain everything that happened here.

‘When do you think this woman wrote this? Judging from the texture of the paper and its look, it was from long ago. Then she must be dead by now.’ I replied,

‘Or maybe not.’ Elda replied.

‘What do you mean?’

‘Exactly what I mean, Adeline. If that man was still alive, then this woman would be too.’

‘Do I need to remind you that the face of the man we saw is decaying?’ I asked, rolling my eyes at her.

‘No need, because I still remember, and it’s exactly the reason why I think this woman is still alive.’

‘How?’

‘He must have been doing the same thing so he could still be with her.’

‘This woman doesn’t like him; how are you sure that she would let him do that for her?’ I asked, creasing my forehead.

‘He doesn’t need to let her know?’

‘How do you explain the fact that her diary is here? In the pack house.’

‘She must be one of the relatives of the omegas here.’ Elda replied. No matter how much I think about it, I still can’t believe that the woman who owns this diary is still alive. But I can’t just ignore what my wolf said.

‘Let’s rest now. We’re tired because of the training, and you know how much my body yearns for a rest after a good meal.’ I told Elda.

‘Alright. Tomorrow, I am going to discuss something with you.’ She replied before retreating to the back of my head. Now she has made me curious. Why did she just tell me about it earlier? Argh!

There was no way that she would talk to me again, so I decided to take my dishes to the kitchen to get washed before going to bed. I am not a primadonna kind of alpha daughter, so because I asked Dolores to bring me my food here, I should be the one who brings this down.

The conversation I planned to have with Dad didn’t happen. He had been very busy with his alpha duties, and I didn’t want to be a reason for him not to do them. Another thing is that I had been called to the police station with Milka again. “You’ve been marked,” my friend said.

“Yes, by Kaiser.”

“Your mate from another world?” She exclaimed, and I nodded. “You have to tell me everything about it,” she added.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Not until we’re done here,” I replied while I continued driving until we reached the police station.

“Officer Hunt.” I greeted the police. “You asked us to come here.”

“Yes. I want to know if you find anything about the cases,” he replied.

“I am only relying on whatever I see. For now, that’s all I can say.” Milka replied.

“As for me, I needed to confirm something first. And if I did, I don’t know if you would ever believe it either.” Milka and Office Hunt look at me. “I can’t disclose them to you yet because I haven’t asked Dad’s opinion about them. Once we talk, I will let you know.”

“Is it something unbelievable?” Officer Hunat asked curiously.

“Sort of, but after all that’s happening here, I don’t think you will have a hard time absorbing everything.”

“I hope it was okay to share whatever information that is with other stations. We need all the help we can get if we want to stop these killings.”

“Of course. But I want you to be careful as well. We’re not dealing with ordinary humans here. We can assume that, if what I think is correct, this man might have some connection with different organizations as well. Those who don’t abide by laws and the like.”

Milka was just staring at me. She must be wondering whether I was telling the truth or not. But she knows me. I don’t make jokes about serious matters. After a few more updates, we decided to leave the station and go to a restaurant to have a meal before we went home.

“I’m sure that there’s something you’re not telling me,” Milka said as soon as we took our seats. The waiter approached us and took our orders.

‘I’ll explain to you when we go back to the pack house.” I replied after the waiter left.

“Your father is going to get mad again when he sees me there,” she said in a low voice.

“He’s not mad at you.”

“Yeah, not exactly. But I am still a species he didn’t want to meet,” she replied. I sighed and held her hand, which was on top of the table.

“He never shows you any hostility whenever you’re there, right? He even let us roam around.”

“But I could still feel that he didn’t like me.”

“The most important thing is that he never tells me to stay away from you. Believe it or not, he gets mad at me for having a relationship with Mike but not with you.”

“It’s because there’s something I want to know; that’s why I am coming with you,” she replied, so I smiled sweetly.

Our orders arrived, and because we were super hungry, we ate with gusto and in no time. Then we went back to the pack house. Daniel and Dad were not around, so we went to my bedroom. I want to show Milka the diary that I have been reading.

“Milks,” I said, which made her look at me. We were on my bed, Indian sitting, while I was holding the diary. “Something came to my mind. Is it possible for you to know what happened to the woman who owns this?” I asked, pointing at the diary. She followed it with her gaze, looking confused.

“I’ve never tried anything like that. I mean, that diary has no life. It’s a nonliving thing,” she answered.

“And so are dead bodies.” I quickly replied.

She shook her head but said, “Let me try.” I smiled and handed her the diary. She was about to close her eyes and concentrate when the door to my room burst open.

“Mine!!!”