Alvans had always admired Casey from afar, but he never had the courage to tell her how he felt. Of course, it wasn't something very easy. He didn't know how Casey would react if he told her about how he felt towards her. He had been admiring her from the first day he met her. He had been trying so hard to keep this to himself but, he couldn't keep his feelings inside any longer.
Alvans was sitting with Beta Keith and Gamma Atlas, in their usual spot at the lakeside where they view the waters flowing forth. They were talking about their day and the difficulties they had been going through after they were attacked my Johannes when Alvans decided to pop im his secret.
"Guys, I need to tell you something," Alvans said, his voice shaking slightly.
"What's up, man?" Keith asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
"I am certain you both know I h
Imara sat on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at her open trunk. She had never been asked to do anything quite like this before. She could not imagine that the alpha would tell her to do something like that. What exactly did he think of her? Find Casey, the lady who had disappeared without a trace, within seven days. Even that wasn't the case with her, she knew that this was what the king believed and not even only the king but also the whole pack. They believed that Casey ran away taking Morgan's help but the king still doubted her. How could he be so witty! The king had made it clear that failure was not an option, and that the consequences would be dire. She knew this was a very impossible mission. Even if she knew where Casey was, she would never thought of bringing her back. Not because she was jealous this time but because she knew that the secret that she was the one who helped Casey out and she would end up just like Morgan. This
The men offered Imara a boat for crossing over the river but she rejected the offer, requesting for a horse in place. She was weak now and she couldn't sprint the way she had been doing before falling totally outta place. Being considerate, one of the men got her a horse. Imara rode the horse in a hurry, the wind blowing her hair back as she made her way towards the forest. According to the king, sahe had to find Casey before the eight days were up, or else she would face the wrath of the king. She knew the consequences of failing the king, and she did not want to imagine what would happen to her if she did not bring Casey back in time. No matter what her decision was, in one way or the other, she would be hurt. As she rode deeper into the forest, Imara thought about the last time she saw Aidan. They talked about Casey and also how she would come to instigate Casey against Johannes but not for once did they
Imara clung tightly to the reins of her horse as they made their way through the deep and narrow forest. She had been traveling for days and was already feeling weak and exhausted. She had hoped to make it to the next town by nightfall, but it seemed that fate had other plans for her. It was normal and phenomenal, so she accepted it. Suddenly, without warning, seven rogue werewolves leapt out from the woods and surrounded her and her horse. Imara could feel her heart racing as she reached for her sword, but she knew that it was too late. The werewolves were too fast and too strong for her to fight off alone. "Who are you and what do you want?" Imara asked, trying to keep her voice steady despite the fear she felt. "We are the rogue or lost wolf. Anyone you guys call it. Just know that we are not good." The person who seemed to be the leader of the werew
Imara ran through the thick forest, her heart pounding hard against her chest, threatening to break apart the chest and jump outta it. She had just defeated the pack of werewolves, but she knew they would soon regain their strength and come after her. She had to get away, and fast. As she ran, she spotted a clearing ahead and made a beeline for it. There, she found her horse, which had been taken from her when she ventured into the forest. She quickly untied the horse and mounted it, urging it to go faster. She rode for hours, not stopping until she reached the small town of BlackLash. It was a quaint little place, with a few small houses and a main street lined with shops. She rode through the town, searching for a place to rest. As she rode, she spotted a young woman standing outside one of the houses. The woman had long brown hair and
Imara stumbled towards the two soldiers, her heart pounding in her chest. They looked up as she approached, gripping their weapons tightly. "Who are you?" one of them demanded. "I'm looking for Alpha Aidan," Imara said breathlessly. "Please, can you take me to him? I know you are part of his guards." The two soldiers exchanged a wary glance, but eventually the one who had spoken nodded. "Follow us," he said, gesturing for her to walk ahead of them. Imara led the way, her senses on high alert as she navigated the rocky terrain. The soldiers walked close behind her, their footsteps quiet and measured. After a few minutes, they came to a clearing where a small building erected, smoke curling from its chimney. The soldiers gestured for Imara to wait outside as they went in to c
Imara sat across from Casey at the dinner table, trying to keep a smile on her face. She knew what she was about to do was wrong, but she couldn't help herself. She had to protect her own interests, even if it meant hurting her. It wasn't that she even cared about her. All she needed was to achieve her goal and she could do anything to reach that. Aidan wanted this, She wanted this, Keith and Atlas also wanted this, so what could she do? She didn't care. "So, how was your day?" Casey asked, picking at her food. “I was actually very surprised when I saw you. I don't know if I missed you or I have just been yearning to see you since I heard that you would be coming here. I know we were not quite cool when I was in the palace and I believed that we only became friends because of her personal interest. It's fine... At least, a friend will always be a friend, no matter how the friendship starte
"Casey didn't seem to be ready to give up on his highness. She still thinks speaking with him will solve things between them." Imara told Aidan as they both headed out of the house. "I thought you said everything worked out already. So what changed again? Didn't I ask you about it?" Aidan said, still keeping his irritation under control. "Of course. She was so angry and she even told me she will never have anything to do with him anymore but all of a sudden again, she brought that up. I don't seem to understand what is going on with her." "Okay fine. I think her mind hasn't settled yet. We will do something about that but before then... I want you to execute the next mission as soon as you can. You must be wondering why I am so in a hurry. That woman isn't ready to give up and her holier than thou at
Aidan had felt a knot in his stomach all day, as if something was not quite right. He couldn't shake the feeling, no matter how hard he tried. So, when he saw the sun slowly setting over the horizon, he decided to take a walk in the woods to clear his head. As he walked, the knot in his stomach only grew tighter. He began to feel a sense of dread, as if he were being watched. And then, he heard a faint moaning sound. He stopped on his track and tried to focus on when there sound was coming from. The sound actually sound quite familiar. Aidan followed the sound until he came upon Imara, lying on the ground, blood seeping from a wound in her stomach. He rushed to her side, his heart pounding in his chest. He look around for anyone but he there was no one to call. "Imara, what happened to you? Who did this to you?" he asked, his v