Trudeau’s POV “Okay, now it’s time for the Main event.” I walked towards the secret door, Town. Don’t even ask me why the torture chamber holding all of our offenders was called ‘Town’. It was a silly idea by Guillemette to make the name some kind of pun. It was a secret chamber hidden behind the council building. A trap door led to the dungeon, I took a deep breath before taking my first step into the dark hall that descended the stairs. I didn’t mind it down here. I was okay with torturing people who had gone against me, they remind me of how much mercy I have shown people even after they claimed I was the devil. The only downside was the smell. Having a nose so sensitive to smell was just wrong for the occasion. Chains rattled, signifying someone was struggling. I quieted my steps so whoever it was down there wouldn’t know of my presence. “You have one more chance to tell who you are and who sent you to attack us?”“I already told you, I AIN’T TELLING YOU SHIT!” Then the perso
Trudeau’s POV I turned around to the Gamma. “Unchain him.”He remained static, staring at me like horns were growing out of my head. His eyes narrowed, staring between the chain lunatic and myself.“You heard him, boy?! Fucking unchain me!” He grinned like a fucking maniac, saliva dripping off the side of his lips like a rabid dog. I was going to have fun killing him off. The site of him brought a great level of irritation to my system.“Just do it,” I told Guillemette, turning away from the awful sight before I had the urge to throw up. The smell was already goddamn awful as it was already, I couldn’t handle the might of another irritation.“You don’t exactly have the balls to Unchain me?! Pathetic.” He spat in Guillemette’s direction. The saliva ended up spilling an ugly mess on the surface of the steel table.“Okay, I have had enough.” I stormed to him, grabbing his neck before he could find some corny ass lines to say. He immediately began struggling to breathe.“Wait, Unchain—me
Trudeau’s POV “I would have gotten out of that.” He said, through the full glass of shot into his mouth.“Bullshit, Guillemette. Bullshit.” I called him out, fully staring at him waiting for the next thing he was going to say. He stayed quiet, taking a drink from the counter and pouring it for himself. His face was neutral and reading his body language was such a waste of time because his posture was too stoic for my liking. I knew what he was doing, or rather I knew what this meant. Staying silent and just sipping his bourbon. It wouldn’t be the first time he results into not making a move, or saying a word when he felt like it was useless to do so. “So you are just like going to say quiet and shit right?” I asked him. “I am just going to take my drink and let you be alpha.”“I’m Trudeau, goddamn it! Stop being so fucking difficult. My job is already that, I don’t need you acting part.” I snapped, banging my hand against the polished wooden counter. Unlike the council’s round tab
Trudeau’s POV Maybe I should go see Cassandra…“Argh…” A groan of frustration left my mouth recalling how much the distance was between the alpha quarters and the beta station. It was walkable, but considering how hot the sun was, it was surely not going to be a pleasurable one. I didn’t need the scorching sun hanging upon my head while I drilled myself to know if I had overreacted ripping off his hand.A walk to the Beta station turned into a walk back to my quarters. I mentally prepared myself to call Felix for an update when I ran into a pair and a plus one I didn’t think I would see out in the mid-day.My eyes paired with that of the Shaman, Phil. His weak blue eyes opened up wider and he immediately stepped back from the pair that had their head together in a hushed condition. In my opinion, there was a knowing look in his eyes that only they understood. I knew this because they both nodded at him. Ever since the council meeting the previous day, Phil had decided that he was abo
Trudeau’s POV Only she had turned it into something even more amazing. It wasn’t just a shed for the boats anymore. There was the boat house and a separate crib built with so much intentionality.“Okay…this looks good as fuck.” I complimented the inn even before I was inside. I was just thankful to be out of the sun and able to spend time in the warmth. It was styled like a 90’s trap house but the feminine version, only everything was styled from pink to the darkest shades of violet. Regardless, you could see it was her haven. That was when it began to occur to me. From Rodney’s to Guillemette and now, Cassandra. There was something they all had in common and that was the personal space they had created for their own mind space. This wasn’t something I was doing at the time or thought of doing. The inside walls were faint pink. They were so faint they could be confused for white walls on the first look or in not enough light. “This is like the female version of a—” “Trap house? Ye
Trudeau’s POV I sucked in a deep breath. “What are you doing?” I sighed. Now I felt like a fool letting it get this far, knowing well she probably wasn’t even worried about consequences or the fact we have spoken about how we shouldn’t cross this very line again. “I don’t know…just being silly.” She tried to play it off while touching my belt. Her fingers were working silently to remove it from its initial position. I removed her hands from me before it got too far. “Cassie, just stop it already.” I stood up immediately I was able to get her hands off me, staring back at her with disappointment in my eyes. “what??” She asked back in a defensive tone like she was in her right. “We have been doing this for ages. Ages. And now you want me to stop just because you got a new breeder. Come on, Tru. You know that’s not fair.” She cried out, sounding more frustrated than I had ever heard her sound. I felt bad for a bit, but then just like that, it evaporated because I knew exactly what
Audrey’s POVWe left the town towards the evening back to the center of town. The evening dining was already upon us as the sun began to set on the horizon while the trees had their shadows cast judiciously. On my arrival, there were so many details I didn’t take to my because of the swirling thoughts in my mind. There was no way I could find myself an actual muse when it felt like I was being breezed off into the unknown.Now the timing was different. With moderate sunlight spilling across the sky and down into the pine tree walls on both sides of the road, it felt nicer to appreciate. I was sat in the front seat with the driver.He was mute as expected, except for the time he had taken to remind us about nightfall, which unknown to me was a time to avoid the outside walls of the the alpha territory.“I never bothered to ask when I came because I was lost and struggling with my life but…why is the alpha territory separated from the rest of the pack? Like it’s it supposed to be like t
Audrey’s POV “That is Beta Cassandra’s secret lake house,” Sabrina said.I was already looking at it with how it was weirdly shaped with its prospects being that it belonged to an angst teen. It was a funny discovery.“I mean it’s not so secret if we are looking right at it—well, past it is I am being geographically accurate,” I added my bit to it, thinking to myself that I was hella smart. I couldn’t tell if Trudeau had seen us pass by. I mean not the car itself because that is almost impossible to go unnoticeable. But me. I wondered if he saw me through the open passenger seat window. Which made me wonder why that even mattered to me so much, that he saw me.Sabrina made a noise that caused me to turn back. It was between a snort and a snicker.“Girl, it is a secret because you are the lycan alpha’s breeder. Like you live in the same quarters with the alpha and sleep in the same bed…well according to my knowledge. I don’t see what goes on in the golden rooms—? “But somehow, you kn
Trudeau’s POV “We have to test the blood of the child. We need to know he is of our bloodline and fit to take the throne for the future.” Phil said.I could have argued that part too about how I have been the only one to lay with her since she had arrived at the pack but even I felt I would be disrespecting Audrey in a way. I believed I was the father of her child, plus the defeat in his voice gave me life. I agreed to the terms willingly. Even though I didn’t want to, it was the tradition to test for the bloodline of a child to show he was in line to take over if anything ever happened to me. “Why don’t we do that right now? I will go and bring the mother of my child and my five-day-old child. Here and here, Phil. Let this be where everything about this subject ends. After this, I do not want to hear you talk ill about Audrey or anyone else in this room. Is that understood?”Everyone gave some form of a reply from nodding to mouthing a not-very-audible yes.I took some seconds to t
Trudeau’s POVWalking through the council doors and seeing the faces of the people I have so dearly avoided for months.“One would think you had gone to join the ancestors early the way you completely deserted the table, Alpha Trudeau.” Elder Fiona announced out loud for everyone to hear. I heard it in her voice. That angst against me and the decision I made. From past encounters, I have known her to share a close bond with the shaman, and therefore his idea. Several others whispered amongst themselves as I walked by the long dull table that was placed in the center of the hall.I have watched this room shift into a jury room, back to a council room and a place to party in the past. Today, it felt like my own throne was my judgment seat as I drew it back and sat in it, looking at faces that had added a line of wrinkle and of course, the clear expressionless face from Guillemette who sat on the last seat at the end of my right hand.“Good evening, council.” I nodded to Elder Fiona in p
Audrey’s POVI never thought pain could feel this unearthing before. I could swear I was in the afterlife at some point during the operation. I thought they would tear my stomach up like I heard them whisper amongst themselves while they thought I was completely under the drug's seduction. There were moments in between where I sifted in and out of consciousness while wondering where the fuck I was. With the pain racking through my body and none of the drugs keeping them fully at bay, I was left watching the life show while wondering where this would leave me after it was all over.At a point, I had completely dissociated from the entire procedure going on between my legs. I asked myself, “How did I get here…”With no one else to answer but myself, I kept on watching. The moment the sound of my child hit my ears, life zapped back into me. I don’t know how I was able to tell it was a boy from his first cry. I could barely even see him though his body hovered over the cover clothes that
Trudeau’s POVWho paid to have my sister and Audrey killed months ago? This question took a ride back with me to the hospital. Before that, it haunted my mind while I tried to pick out the most comfortable clothes for Audrey. I recalled how she would avoid the darker clothes and stick to the lighter ones because according to her, they made her feel less hot. I understood the science of it. The rest of her things I just picked at random from flashbacks of what I have seen her use. A little bit of everything.Before embarking on the journey, I was kind of tempted to ask what the current situation was but hesitated last minute. I picked out some of her favorite flowers by the garden, again a little bit of everything.By the time I got to the hospital, the time was a few minutes past nine. I just feel the energy, the buzz. It was electric, very daunting and it was making its presence known. I was still approaching the entrance, roughly parking at a spot away from the entrance where the p
Trudeau’s POVI Can’t tell how long we waited. If you ask me, I will say it would take forever. I rose myself up and rode to the very high mountains that were the pack upstate. I needed to clear my head. There were already Elders by my door by the time I arrived first in the morning. ‘The doctors were still performing surgery ’ was the reason why I picked up and returned to the pack. After sleeping in my car and getting tired of the clothes I was wearing, I decided to leave and keep everything else secondary.“Alpha. You are back…but without the breeder.” Yousef said. An older man who was in charge of the northern territory but stepped down from his role and continued to hold a table on our council because no one in the band district knew this section better than him. I liked him, he was useful, and multiple times has he shown his usefulness. I smiled at him.“Yes, I arrived alone. She is still being taken care of by the doctor. I only came to get some necessities and go back to her.”
Trudeau’s POVShe passed out right in my arms. But she was still breathing. That was all that mattered to me. That she was still breathing.“Alpha, we need to make room for her. There is a chance that we might have to go into surgery.” The doctor tugged me by the arm gently. One looked at him and immediately let me go. I looked towards Audrey and Cynthia, they were the only familiar faces I knew here aside from Peter who has been the Lycan family doctor for as long as I can remember. I couldn’t bring myself to let her go. That would mean uncradling her head and letting her go through this alone.“I am here, Audrey. I am here!” I found myself yelling at her. I aggressively kissed her forehead. The need for her to feel my presence wherever she was deep in there was all that concerned me at the moment. I needed her to know that I was right beside her. We got out of the room after another minute or so of Cynthia trying to round us up. I just found it hard to let her go.I peeked through t
Cassandra’s POV“How does it feel to be pregnant?”She had barely slipped the blunt past her lips when I decided to ask. It took her a second or two delay before she began coughing up the smoke. I shook my head, not enough to get noticed but still showing a little bit of disappointment at her level of predictability and I haven’t even spent that much time with her.She looked up at me as if contemplating what her next reply was supposed to be. She kept staring at me and I stared back at her. Something in my expression should have told her I knew exactly what I was talking about and she didn’t have to lie. Eventually, she conceded. Her eyes fell to the ground. Good girl…“Yeah no, I don’t know. I don’t know what’s going on for now. I don’t even think I want to be pregnant right now…I am sure that is not what the pack would want.” She said, staring down at her fingers.“Hey…” I touched her shoulder, studying her reaction to know if I could move further. She didn’t seem bothered by it. Y
Audrey’s POVI wasn’t supposed to be out. I mean outside here in public. Inside the hall would have been safer in Trudeau’s opinion but I was tired of the loud music, the dancing, and the increased popularity. Plus, I was moving around with the consciousness of anyone who could tell I was pregnant. At times I would find myself looking at an unclear reflection of myself and my heart would skip thinking I had a bump shooting out of my tummy. I should know better that pregnancy doesn’t work like that.So I was outside smoking a joint under a tree instead of trying to fit in with everyone inside. Heck…I don’t even dance. That’s the problem. Or part of it rather.“Tired already?” Cassandra’s voice never failed to take away all of the peace I had every time she showed up unannounced, which was beginning to happen a little too often for my liking. There was a time when we barely ran into each other. It is scary that that is what I would refer to as a good time right now. She made herself vis
Audrey’s POVYou may be wondering why I had to jump back on the bed a second before I heard Trudeau slam something on the wall before yelling through the house with frustration.“Fuck!”I sat back up on the bed, looking for an excuse, anything to come out without sounding like I had been awake for a while. So I went into the bathroom, dabbing my face with a moistened clean towel, making sure to make me look kind of messy before I walked out of the room with the stray in my hands. My room was one of the few rooms on the downstairs floor and it emptied into a corridor which in turn showed the way to the living room.There he was, lying on a chair with the frustration of the world evident on his face. I dropped the tray on the closest flat surface I could find. It was never really my main mission to begin with. I got closer to him, subconsciously being careful of my every step as I didn’t want to piss him off by being too loud knowing how sensitive he got whenever things got too loud aro