ELIJAH“Did you find anything?” I ask the tracker through mind link. He sniffs the ground a couple times more before shaking his head.“No movement around here, beta. But if there were, it must have been a couple of days earlier,” Rams says, coming over towards me.I drop my eyes to the ground, drawing in a deep breath as I closed my eyes.“It’s getting dark. Should we head back now?” One of the warriors asked.They all gathered around me, waiting for my next command.Is it really over? No, I could sense him from a distance here. I could feel it.He has to be here. Somewhere.I lift my head, glaring at the tree just nearby. I can’t let my alpha take another damn day out here. They could be trapped, for all I know. Something must have happened, and it’s stopping them from making their way back.“We need to go now, beta. If the rogues come, we’ll be outnumbered.” Another warrior stepped forward, making me groan knowing he’s right. We won’t stand a chance with just the five of us. I rec
ALEXANDERMy mind went blank. And for the second time, I handed over the reins to the monster lurking within me. I felt numb. Like I had been stripped off of life itself, and my purpose. Suddenly I couldn’t seem to remember who I was. My name… I couldn’t remember it.Why I was here…was well beyond me.I could feel hot liquid rushing down my face, and for some reason they wouldn’t stop. I tried, but I remembered I had no control over my body at this moment.It was under his control now. A sinister laugh echoed through the darkness surrounding me, and I stared into the empty space, unmoving. It felt like I wasn’t even breathing, as though I wasn’t alive somehow.What the fuck is wrong with me?I groaned, running my fingers through my hair before plopping my ass down an unseen surface. I gripped my hair between my fingers, groaning.I hear Loki somewhere in the distance, whimpering. But then, confusion rises as I attempt to recall his face. What my wolf looked like. I pull my brows to
ELEANORMy father is dead. No, my 'uncle' is dead. It all happened so fast. I batted an eye and the next thing I knew they laid there, still and lifeless on the ground. Only to discover it was my so-called real father who killed them. Marcus."Why?" I choked out. Why did you have to kill them?Why did you have to shed more blood at my expense? A lot of uncertain questions flooded my brain as I glared at the man who calls himself my father. There is no freaking way I could be related to anyone, like him.Although I could see the resemblance, I never could have imagined... something close to this. The reason why I looked a tad bit different from the rest of my family was because I was not their child in the first place. Instead, I was his. My eyebrows furrowed watching him lift his hand. Pointing it right towards me. He twists it, and suddenly, my body froze. As I go to move, I notice that my body wasn't doing anything I command it to do. I was rooted in place and glued to the same
ELEANOR Just then, I felt something snap within me. Gasping, I part my lips as my eyes widened in shock and a newly-found fear. Fear of who this strange man, standing before me under a red cloak, is capable of doing to me with a snap of his fingers. My head jerked up, my body shaking violently. Suddenly, I was standing in an awkward position. With my head tilted to the left and my hands curled inwards, like I was having some sort of episode that rarely happens to wolves. It was unheard of to see wolves collapse on the ground and vomit blood, or feel just a bit of weakness, even for an omega. Werewolves always had a unique trait which separated us from human beings. It was our gift, to heal quickly and never get sick. However, I started to doubt that same notion as my body convulsed, making my eyes flicker and my hands coil into tight fists. Marcus grunted before I fel incredible pain shoot straight through me. For some reason, I was unable to receive air through my nose or mouth, an
ALEXANDERReaching the pack house, I dart to Elijah's room. I kicked the doors open, my servants greeting me with shocked looks on their faces along the way."Get the pack doctor, NOW!" I command, oozing off an aura I knew would get them off their feet in milliseconds. All of them hurried and ran to outside the pack house. I strode to Elijah's room then laid him gently on the bed.Someone knocks on the door, my adrenaline heightening. My heart pounds wildly as I turn towards the door. I pulled the doors wide open to see the pack doctor step right in. Her face drenched in sweat that almost looked like she dashed her way here with lightning speed. Seeing that it was already past twelve, I could see why. She must have been having her lunch when my servants called her urgently. The doctor sauntered over to the bed, looking down at Elijah's pale face with a frown. She knelt down next to Elijah, gently touching his face with the back of his hand. "What happened?" The doctor asked sound
ALEXANDERTEN YEARS AGO..."Al, let's go home." No. I reply, but I didn't seem to speak that out loud as Colton repeated the same question again. I glared fiercely at my father's tomb, coiling my hands into fists all while I felt hot, burning tears stream effortlessly down my face. There was a twinge of pain occuring in my heart as I stared at both my mother's and father's tomb before me on the ground. The hot liquid poured down my jawline as though it would never end, and I punch my fists on the ground, hiding my face from all of them.Colton touched my arm and I let out a thunderous growl, making him step back almost immediately while the rest of the pack watched with eyes wide and alert."Alex, what's going on?" Colton, my father's beta, spoke. He walks slowly to me but doesn't dare to come too close.My vision flickered red, and there I started to feel...restless.Something... Something is calling out to me from deep within, and I can't shake it. I can feel it in my bones, lik
ALEXANDERWalking into the pack doctor's clinic, I pull my brows as deja vu hits me hard. I remember the first time Elijah brought me here over a decade ago. After managing to somewhat pacify me and lead me here to get my first shot, I had Elijah strap me to a chair just to force my body to accept the injection without struggling hard. As it turned out, I have my grandfather's blood. The Lycan blood. But because I was born from a pure werewolf and half-lycan, I didn't have full control over my lycan wolf beast. The Lycan blood is too strong and powerful, and for a part Lycan like me, it's extremely difficult to gain control over something far more stronger. You might be wondering what creature out there could possibly be stronger than an alpha wolf? News flash; Lycans. I always wondered why Dad never told us anything about his side of the family, except the fact that he was a lone wolf. He only told me that the moment he stepped into my mother's territory, the alpha female of Red Si
ALEXANDER My face as that child then lit up and jumped out of the bed in pure glee. "Yes!" I exclaimed, punching the air with my fists and turning to Adrian. Adrian hopped off the bed, put on his shoes before grabbing his varsity jacket that he had hung on his rack. He winked at me and wrapped his arm around my neck when the words coming from my young lips made him freeze in his spot. "Why do you need a jacket? Our wolves will keep us warm from the cold," I blurted. Fuck. Have I always been this stupid? Adrian stared down at me, shooting the young me a cocky smile and said, "I like to do things differently. Besides, I'm the next future alpha, who's to blame if I ever catch a cold?" He raises a brow at me, whilst I gasped and shaped my lips into a small 'o'. "Right." I followed them into the woods. Reaching deeper into the forest, I had a feeling like I've been in this place before. The young me strips off his clothes and shifted into my wolf. I was still the average size. But,