Ralph
The long-awaited day of the meeting had finally arrived. I was set to claim my new breeder from the Moonlight pack, the daughter of Alpha Grayson. The Greyhound pack and the Moonlight pack had been at odds for five years after a tragic incident in which my brother was killed by a Moonlight pack guard. This event ignited a deep-seated animosity in me, fueling my desire for revenge. However, I eventually sought to establish peace through a strategic agreement with Alpha Grayson. In exchange for his daughter's hand as my breeder, I would forgive the past and end the longstanding feud. Callan!, "I called for my Beta and commander. He quickly arrived, and I gave him my orders: 'Prepare a few guards and our cars. We're leaving for the Moonlight pack soon. 'Yes, your Majesty’, Callan replied, and bowed briefly before hurrying to carry out my instructions." For years, I had been urgently searching for an heir. A witch, whose daughter I had taken as a breeder, had cursed me with a prophecy of a short life and warned that any Luna I chose would lead to my downfall. This dark prediction drove me to find a successor to ensure the Greyhound pack's throne would remain secure after I was gone. We arrived at the Moonlight Pack several hours later. As we took in our surroundings, I noted the serene atmosphere and lush woods, reminiscent of a traditional pack, a stark contrast to my own, which has little to no wooded areas. "Lovely," I muttered under my breath, nodding my head. "I love it here. What do you think, Callan?" I asked, noticing he was distracted by the beautiful young maidens hovering around the pack. "Callan!" I yelled, my eyes wide. "Compose yourself. We're not here to find you a Luna." "I'm sorry, sir," Callan replied, quickly regaining his composure, a look of fear on his face. Upon exiting the vehicle, I was greeted by several maidens who welcomed me with respect. However, I also overheard whispers among them, speculating about my intentions regarding my soon to be breeder. "Oh, poor Otsana, I really feel for her," I overheard someone whisper. "How will she cope in the hands of this cruel Alpha?" This statement prompted me to raise my brows and stare at them, compelling them to leave my sight. My guards also dispersed them as they secured the area. Although I dismissed their gossip, the name Otsana resonated deeply. It was different from the name "Sophia" that my Beta, Callan, had given me as my breeder, after he visited the Moonlight pack a few days ago. Otsana was the name of the mysterious woman who appeared in my dreams every night—the one prophesied to be my savior, my weakness, and my downfall. According to my seer, she was the only one capable of bearing me an heir. Despite years of searching for her, I had yet to find her. Thus, I chose to disregard the prophecy and pursue a breeder from another pack, hoping to secure an heir and ensure the future of the Greyhound Pack." "Could she be the one I've been searching for all these years? I don't think so," I muttered to myself, dismissing the thought. I then proceeded to make my way into the Moonlight pack house. "Hello, Alpha Ralph! What a pleasant surprise," Alpha Grayson said, walking towards me and jolting me out of my deep thought. "Are you surprised to see me? I thought I announced my arrival earlier," I replied sarcastically, confused by Alpha Grayson's remark. Alpha Grayson scoffed, "Oh, forgive my manners. A man has a lot on his mind, you wouldn't disagree," he said, a small smile creeping across his face. "I see," I replied with a sigh, taking in the environment as I walked in with my hands behind my back. "Hey, Callan," I called to my Beta, "tell the rest of the guards to wait behind. You're coming with me." "Yes, Your Majesty," Callan replied and quickly moved to carry out my orders. "Shall we?" Alpha Grayson urged. "Of course," I replied as we walked toward the pack house. Hoping to catch a glimpse of my breeder, I asked, "Where is she?" I tried to remember the name I was told a couple of days ago but had difficulties recalling it. "Please remind me of her name," I asked Alpha Grayson. "Otsana," Alpha Grayson immediately answered. "Otsana?" I murmured, feeling a bit confused. I turned to my Beta. "I thought you mentioned her name was Sophia." Callan looked equally puzzled and was about to speak when Alpha Grayson interrupted. "Here she is, my beautiful daughter, your breeder, Alpha Ralph," Alpha Grayson said, pointing at a young maiden who walked toward us with a smile on her face. "You're welcome, Your Majesty," she said gently, as she bowed to me. I was dumbfounded. She was the one. That face, that smile—I had seen them in my dreams. How could that be? I was confused, my gaze locked on her for what felt like an eternity. She stared back into my eyes as though she knew what was happening, as though she felt the same way I did. She was as beautiful as the morning sunshine, her skin radiant. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. At that moment, I found myself daydreaming about her, picturing her being crowned my Luna. Suddenly, I heard someone call out to me. "Alpha Ralph, Alpha Ralph," Alpha Grayson called, snapping me out of my daydream. "Oh, sorry, forgive me," I stammered, struggling to speak. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She had a sadness in her eyes, as though she was being forced to smile. "Otsana, you can go inside now. Go with the maids and get your things ready. The Alpha will summon you when it's time to depart," Alpha Grayson instructed her. As she was leaving, she turned back to stare at me again. "That's strange," I muttered under my breath, staring at her with a confused look. "What is happeningNothing, I," I said to my self. Suddenly, the name Sophia came to mind. I turned to Alpha Grayson to ask about the name change, but before I could speak, I felt myself dozing off. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground. Callan and the guards were calling me. "Are you okay, Your Majesty? Get him some water; he must be worn out from the journey," I heard Alpha Grayson order. But all I could see was Otsana. She was said to be my doom. Could the prophecy be happening already?Otsana I was about to leave the meeting room when I suddenly heard shouts. The Alpha had collapsed. Everything about him was unusual, especially the way he stared at me. Could we have met before? I was sure I had never seen him in my life, yet he seemed strangely familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. I couldn’t deny that he was the most handsome man I had ever seen. His eyes seemed perfectly designed for his face, his height was godlike, and his voice was commanding. Everything about him was perfect, except he was a ruthless and notorious Alpha. The finest ones always have faults. "Prepare the guest room for him and call the physician immediately!" Alpha Grayson commanded. The entire pack was in chaos, with everyone running around frantically. "What could have happened to the Alpha?" I thought to myself as I ran back to the meeting room to see if I could lend a helping hand. When I arrived, Alpha Ralph was lying helplessly on the floor, surrounded by his guards who were shield
Otsana I pushed open the door and saw Alpha Ralph, still unconscious. If he was unconscious, who had called out to me earlier? I thought to myself. Confused, I looked around the room for anyone hiding. I checked the wardrobe and noticed the window was wide open, with a breeze blowing in. Could someone have escaped through the window? I was puzzled, my hand on my jaw as I thought out loud. I stared at Alpha Ralph, who appeared to be cold. "Should I close the window?" I muttered to myself, thinking he might be feeling chilly. I reached for the window glass to close it when I heard my name again, "Otsana!" I turned quickly, scanning the room. Who had called me now? I whispered to myself. My eyes trailed to Alpha Ralph, who was still motionless and peaceful. With raised eyebrows, I hastened towards the Alpha, an inexplicable pull drawing me to his side. An overwhelming urge compelled me to take his hand, and as our palms touched, a sudden jolt of electricity coursed through me. Our mi
Ralph I was furious. My blood boiled as I watched Alpha Grayson manhandle Otsana, treating her like some sort of animal. I would not stand for this. "How dare you treat her like this?" I roared. "Release her at once, I'm taking her with me. And mind you, never set foot in my pack again, I do not wish to see your ugly, and heartless face ever again!" My attention shifted to my guards, who snapped to attention, ready to do my bidding. "Prepare the cars," I commanded. "We are leaving now." As I turned to leave, I paused and narrowed my gaze at Alpha Grayson. "I know what you did," I growled. "You switched your daughter Sophia with Otsana, your step-daughter. But I will not fight it. The moon goddess has chosen Otsana for me, let's leave it that way ." Inwardly, I seethed with rage at the betrayal. But I knew that Otsana was part of the prophecy, and I would not risk losing her. If not for the prophecy, I would've dealt with Grayson, and his entire pack members "The prophecy will be
Otsana As I stepped through the ornately carved door to my new quarters, I felt like I had been transported into a world of luxury and beauty. "Welcome, Alpha Breeder Otsana," two maids greeted me, curtsying low. "I am Nina, and this is Laila. We will be your personal attendants while you are here." The room was decorated with plush carpets and velvet drapes, with a four-poster bed that looked like it belonged in a palace. I felt a wave of astonishment wash over me. I took a moment to take it all in, my eyes roaming over the rich tapestries and ornate furniture. A pair of exotic birds fluttered in a gilded cage, chirping and trilling a haunting melody as they watched me with curious eyes. I smiled at the birds, feeling a flutter of hope in my chest. Perhaps this new life would not be so bad after all. "Alpha Breeder Otsana," Nina said, her voice filled with excitement. "Alpha Ralph has sent us this beautiful red dress for you to wear to the welcome dinner. He wants you to look yo
Ralph I paced the length of my chamber, my thoughts churning like a storm inside my head. Otsana was beautiful and charming, but the prophecy was clear. She would be my downfall. I clenched my fists, my anger rising. I wouldn't let her have the chance to kill me in my sleep. "I'll clip her feathers," I muttered to myself. "I'll turn her into a slave. She'll suffer before she can ever lift a hand against me." I marched to the door and threw it open, bellowing for my beta. "Callan!" Within moments, the loyal wolf was at my side, his eyes questioning. "Alpha Ralph, what is it?" "I want you to go to the kitchen and tell them to stop preparing for the welcome dinner," I ordered, my jaw clenched in anger. "And I want you to take Otsana out of her new quarters and put her in the slave quarters. She'll take part in the work from now on." Callan's eyes widened in surprise. "But Alpha…" I silenced Callan with a raised hand, my eyes flashing with rage. "Silence, Callan," I growled. "Un
Ralph The crowd parted, and a familiar figure stepped into the light. His hair was silver with age, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's, and his face creased with lines of wisdom and experience. It was Jasper, My elder brother, believed to have perished in the war between the Greyhound and Moonlight packs. My mouth fell open in shock, my heart racing as I tried to make sense of this impossible scene. "Jasper?" I whispered, my voice hoarse with disbelief. Jasper, dead for years, yet here he was, as real and alive as ever. My brother, my right hand, the one I had lost to that accursed war. How could this be? I could feel the gazes of the pack burning into my skin, watching and waiting for my reaction. But I was frozen, my heart in my throat, as I tried to reconcile this reality with the one I thought I knew. "Jasper," I repeated, my voice stronger now. My mind drifted to Otsana, I noticed as she collapsed to the ground, her body quaking with relief. She buried her face in her hands, wee
~RalphI downed my eighth glass of whiskey, the burn doing little to quell the anger simmering inside me. The situation at hand was infuriating, and I tried to pour myself another glass, only to realize I'd finished the bottle."Callan!" I yelled.He rushed over quickly. "Yes, Alpha?" he responded, his voice respectful but tinged with concern."Get me a new bottle of whiskey. This one is finished," I demanded.He looked at me with a mix of worry and hesitation. "Are you sure, Alpha? Not that I'm questioning your wishes, but you've already drunk an entire bottle. You have a meeting with the elders soon," he reminded me gently.I groaned at the thought of the meeting, feeling my frustration mount. "Are you defying me? You know the consequences, right? And yet, you dare to go against me?"Callan's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't back down. "No, Alpha, I would never defy you. I just thought you might want to be at your best for the meeting. But if you want more whiskey, I'll get it f
~Otsana *TWO WEEKS LATER*Everything in the pack had settled back into a routine, and it had been two weeks since Ralph last called for me. I was relieved and secretly hoped things would stay this way forever. He barely seemed to notice me these days, lost in his endless work. I often found myself bored and yearning for something to occupy my time. Being a maid was challenging, but it had its moments of camaraderie with the friends I had made.“You should get down from there, Otsana. The Alpha will be upset if he sees you up here,” Kate said, her voice filled with concern.I was lounging on the balcony, and her warning made it sound like a grave offense, but I knew she was just looking out for me and trying to keep me out of Ralph’s way.I nodded in agreement and headed back to my room, only to find a sparkling, glittery bag placed on my bed. I stared at it, puzzled about who might have left it there for me.Turning to Kate, I asked, "Who brought this bag? I don’t remember ordering a