Just as Allen was leaving Alexa's chamber, a guard stopped him and told him The Alpha had requested his presence.
He sighed and made his way towards Valle's chamber. "Don't just stand there. Let it out. Who told you this thing?" Valle asked, his voice tinged with curiosity and frustration. "The clan's wizard," Allen blurted out quickly, sensing his brother's impatience. Valle couldn't help but chuckle, a bit bitterly. "That foolish man? How many times have I told, no, warned you not to put your trust in that madman? He's not wise!" Allen let out a sigh, his voice trembling slightly. "Our father was involved with a widow a long time ago. He exiled her to protect his secret, and she placed a curse on him. That same curse now hangs over you." Valle's laughter faded, replaced by a sense of seriousness. This was no joke or prank. How could he be suffering for his father's mistakes, especially when he despised his father so much? Rubbing his beard thoughtfully, Valle pondered the implications of this revelation. He turned his gaze back to Allen, searching for any sign of deceit. But Allen's eyes showed nothing but sincerity and worry. "Let's pretend for a moment that I am truly cursed," Valle said, his voice firm. "Cursed, for sure," Allen agreed. Valle felt his anger rising again, his mind clouded with frustration from his own lack of knowledge. "And this widow, is she still alive?" Allen shook his head. "Nope! We've searched for her. Found out she's dead." Valle's frustration surged. "How the hell are we going to get solution for this if she's dead?!" he roared, the sound filling the room. Frustration began to boil over for Allen as well. "Can't you see beyond your anger?!" he shouted, the veins on his forehead bulging. The Alpha King's rage was tangible, and Allen found himself caught in its grip as Valle grabbed him by the neck, lifting him off the ground. "I am the Alpha! Your ruler! How dare you?!" Valle growled, his voice dripping with fury. Struggling to speak, Allen gasped for air. "Alexa is your fated Luna, and now you have sent her away, thanks to your arrogance." Valle's grip loosened, and he dropped Allen to the ground suddenly, his own strength abandoning him. Collapsing onto the marble floor, he felt as if a fog had lifted from his mind, allowing the clarity of realization to flood in. Memories resurfaced, memories of a night spent with Alexa, memories he had chosen to ignore and suppress. "Sent her away? What do you mean?" "She's gone. Left the palace and possibly all of wolfdom" "You knew about this all along, and you didn't tell me," Valle whispered, his voice tinged with accusation. "I didn't think it was necessary," Allen responded quietly, nursing his bruised throat. "I only wanted to help you." "At least you could have told me she is my Luna. The clan's true Luna! Now I have lost her." The pain in Valle's voice was palpable, a mixture of regret and longing. "No, you pushed her away," Allen countered, his tone harsh. "I believed that once the child was born, you could sacrifice her and break the curse. Then you could have Alexa all to yourself. Forever. But that chance is gone now, isn't it?" Valle struggled to process everything he had just learned. Alexa. His Luna. He realized he no longer cared about the child; it was a girl, and therefore, useless to him. But his daughter held the key to breaking the curse, and if that was true, he needed to find them both. "No matter where she runs, I will bring her back," Valle growled, determination etched in his voice. Allen chuckled, rising from the floor. "Do not expect her to be the same," Allen warned, his voice filled with resignation. Before Valle could respond, the door swung open, and Allen left the room, leaving the Alpha King alone with his thoughts. ****** Alexa slowly opened her eyes. She was met with a chilling scene. Blood surrounded her, staining the bed and the room. Panic surged through her as she frantically searched for her child, but the baby was nowhere to be seen. Confusion clouded her mind as she realized she was back in the delivery room, with the Alpha King standing over her. The stone walls showed signs of damage, letting in the icy wind that carried cold flakes like a frozen storm. Her heart raced as she called out for her daughter. "Rahilla!" she cried out, voice filled with desperation, throwing herself at the door and pounding on it with all her might. She continued to strike the door until her hands were raw and her skin threatened to break. In that moment, mocking laughter filled the air, mingling with the smell of unfamiliar blood. Suddenly, the Alpha King appeared from a dark corner of the room, his mouth moving as if chewing on something. Blood stained his jaws, holding the remains of a baby. Her baby. "I asked for a son," he taunted, turning away and consuming what was left of the child. Filled with fury, Alexa transformed into her wolf form, anger pushing her forward. Summoning all her strength, she leapt towards the Alpha King, determined to take him down. "Alexa," a soft voice whispered, snapping her out of the nightmare. Slowly, she realized she had been dreaming, reliving the same horror that haunted her since she fled her clan. Shaking, she got up from bed and hurried to the cradle where her child peacefully slept, a smile on its face melting her fear, replaced by deep love and adoration. Her child. "Are you okay, Alexa?" the voice asked, bringing her back to the present. She turned to see Leonard, the human who had saved her and taken her in Alexa had journeyed a long distance from her clan, surprised that she hadn't come across any rogue wolves on her way. She had expected them to be eager to kill the Alpha's heir who had banished them all. However, the expected confrontation never happened. When the pains of childbirth became unbearable, Alexa fell to the icy ground, her body weakening from blood loss. It was at that moment that Leonard Pablo found her. She was naked, bleeding, and pale, with her newborn baby beside her. Leonard, on a mission to uncover rumored microorganisms the US government was experimenting within Antarctica, stumbled upon her. His initial goal had been to create explosives to eliminate these potential threats before they spread. "I should get your breakfast before it cools down," Leonard interrupted the silence as he left the room. Looking around the room, Alexa marveled at the new world she was introduced to by Leonard. It was different from her life in the clan. While not superior, the human world intrigued her with its diversity. For the first time in what felt like ages, Alexa felt a sense of calm. She closed her eyes, soaking in the fresh morning air - not as biting as the Arctic winds she was used to, but holding the promise of a new life in this human world.Alexa sat cross-legged on the plush carpet of her living room. The late afternoon sunlight poured through the windows, casting a warm glow on the array of colorful blocks and stuffed animals scattered around her. Rahilla, her baby, sat snugly in her lap, his bright eyes fixed on the animated characters dancing across the television screen. His giggles, paired with the occasional babble, filled the room with joy, a melody that softened Alexa’s heart. "Look at that, Rahilla!" Alexa pointed to the screen, mimicking the exaggerated expressions of the cartoon characters. Rahilla clapped his tiny hands and squealed in delight, making Alexa chuckle softly. Moments like these were her haven—simple, peaceful, and filled with the innocence of her son’s laughter.However, that tranquility was short-lived. The vibrant cartoon flickered off, replaced by the serious face of a news anchor. The sudden shift jarred Alexa, and her heart thudded in her chest as the grave voice filled the room. "We nee
Alexa’s new home was a small, charming cottage at the far edge of a quiet neighborhood. It had an inviting appearance, with soft beige walls and a pastel blue door that seemed to brighten the entire street. A neatly trimmed garden led up to the entrance, filled with colorful flowers swaying gently in the breeze. As Alexa stepped inside, a wave of warmth and comfort washed over her. The living room was cozy, painted in soothing shades of cream and brown. A soft sofa rested near the fireplace, and a rocking chair sat in the corner, its rhythmic creak promising peaceful evenings. Sunlight filtered through lace curtains, casting a golden glow over the polished hardwood floor. The faint scent of lavender lingered in the air, a touch Alexa had added to make the house feel like home. Carrying her baby, Rahilla, in her arms, Alexa made her way to the nursery. The room was bright and cheerful, with walls painted in soft pastel colors. A cradle adorned with delicate patterns stood by the wi
In the dim glow of the underground lab, Leonard stood before Valle, his cruel laughter echoing against the cold, sterile walls. Valle, shackled to the metal chair, looked up at Leonard with defiant eyes, though his body was battered and weak. Leonard took a step closer, his grin stretching across his face like a predator savoring its prey. "Oh, Valle," he began mockingly, "you should see how happy I am today." He leaned forward slightly, waiting for a reaction, but Valle remained silent, his expression stoic. Leonard arched a brow, feigning surprise. "What? Aren't you curious why I'm in such a good mood?" He laughed bitterly, shrugging. "No matter. I'll tell you anyway." He stepped back, spreading his arms theatrically. "Alexa hates you now," he said with relish, watching Valle's face closely for any flicker of emotion. "Do you know what she said to me? She swore she'd never forgive you." Leonard began pacing around Valle like a predator circling its prey. His footsteps echoed
Alexa sat in her small but cozy living room, watching the clock as it ticked past midnight. The soft glow of the lamp gave the room a warm, comforting feel, and she let out a tired sigh, ready to call it a night. It had been a long day, and she was looking forward to a few hours of peaceful sleep. Just as she reached for the lamp to switch it off, the doorbell rang, breaking the silence of the apartment.Her heart skipped a beat. At this hour, who could it be? Alexa hesitated, listening carefully, but the bell rang again, louder this time. Slowly, she got up and tiptoed to the door, her pulse quickening. “Who’s there?” she asked cautiously, her voice barely above a whisper.“It’s me,” came the reply. The voice was familiar.Alexa’s tension eased slightly. She unlocked the door and opened it to see Leonard standing there. But the sight of him made her gasp. His face was bruised, his shirt torn, and he looked like he’d been through a fight.“Leonard! What happened to you?” she exclaimed
Alexa stood in the heart of a dense forest, surrounded by towering trees whose branches stretched endlessly toward the sky. The earthy scent of moss and damp leaves filled the air, and a growing sense of unease settled over her as she tried to make sense of her surroundings. She had no recollection of how she had come to be in this strange place, and the silence of the forest only deepened her confusion.“Where am I? How did I get here?” Alexa murmured, her voice trembling as she turned in circles, searching for answers. The forest felt alive, its shadows shifting and whispering secrets she could not understand. Anxiety clawed at her chest as she took tentative steps forward, trying to orient herself.The leaves rustled softly in the breeze, and then she heard it—a faint whisper, so soft it could have been the wind. Alexa froze, her heart pounding. She strained to listen, her pulse quickening as the whisper grew louder, carrying her name. “Alexa…” Her breath caught. The voice was fa
The golden light of sunset bathed the bustling city in a warm glow, casting long shadows on the sidewalks. Leonard strolled confidently down the crowded streets, holding little Rahilla in his arms. Her small hands rested on his shoulder as she nestled against him, completely at ease. Alexa walked beside him, her expression calm and peaceful, though her thoughts were distant. She glanced occasionally at Rahilla, ensuring the baby was content, while the hum of city life buzzed around them. The trio seemed like a picture-perfect family, cocooned in their little world amidst the chaos. But as they turned the corner, Alexa froze. Across the street, she spotted Valle, walking hand in hand with a striking woman. Her heart clenched involuntarily at the sight. She looked away, determined to ignore him, and urged Leonard to keep walking. However, Valle had already noticed them. His eyes locked onto Alexa with a sharp glare, and within moments, he was in their path. “Well, if it isn’t the