In just under a week later, the day of my father’s funeral had rolled around, a day I hoped would bring me more peace to heal, it had been one of the hardest weeks of my life and I prayed it would start to get better. Archer and I had been around my now brother’s pack everyday since my fathers passing, not only holding him when he wanted to break down in private but also helping the shift between the soon to Alpha to the proper Alpha go smoothly. As like Hadwin, Archer’s title was dumped on him unexpectedly, so he knew what things had to be in order for Hadwin to fully understand the ropes. On our visits, we were also able to arrange the grand funeral which would be starting in any moment. The main ceremony would now be held inside of the fully rebuild pack house, it still hurts that my father never got to see it before he died but I knew he’d say it wasn’t supposed to be done when he was Alpha, but when my brother took the title. Planning his funeral helped a little, I couldn’t
I stood there more annoyed than anything whilst Hadwin, turned his head to see who had arrived before a deadly growl leaves his lips and I’m pulled to stand behind him. His action only making a chuckle leave the man’s lips. “You, Alpha Hadwin, are very much like your father.” The King chuckled walking closer to the steps where we were stood at the top, his hand on the buttons of his suit jacket seeming to not have a care in the world. “And you, Luna Fern, look every part your mother's daughter, it’s as though I’m looking her in the eyes and not yourself. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance after all of this time, that mate of yours did not appreciate me in your pack.” The King laughed now turning his attention to me stood behind my rather angry brother, but now he had brought up Archer, he was the only person I wanted to ask for help. “Before you mind-link that mate of yours, how about you and I have a chat?” The King asked as though he knew what I was about to do, which onl
The service for my father went on without a hitch, Hadwin took the stage and gave a beautiful speech about our father and the incredible father he was and how he strived to be even half the Alpha he was. My hand remained in Archer’s the entire time, who would send me a little squeeze whenever he sensed that my sadness was starting to boil. Our unexpected guest also sat there quietly listening, Archer sure to send him a few looks every now and then to let him know even though this was my father's funeral, he wasn’t letting his guard down. Before long, we were all stood in my mother's memorial garden laying my father to rest right beside her, we know it’s what he would have wanted, and I was beyond honoured to have done it for him. As I stood to the side watching as everyone took their roses and threw them in where my fathers coffin sat, my eyes welled with tears as I gazed realising, I would never see my father again, a realisation which hadn’t hit until this moment. A hand slowly
Once arriving back to Hadwin’s new pack house and finding some of my old clothes from when I lived here, I make my way through the maze of hallways which I had worried I wouldn’t recognise due to the rebuilt but to my shock but also delight, the corridors seemed to match the house I had grown up in nearly to a T, even my bedroom was in the same place! As I reached the lobby, I had to stop dead in my tracks and stare at the portrait which sat right in the centre of the lobby. It was a photo I hadn’t seen before but one that brought a tear to my eye. It was of my mother and father back before neither me nor Hadwin were born, it was at their rehearsal dinner for their wedding, my mother wore a beautiful white dress whilst my father was decked out in one of his suits. Looking into their eyes and seeing how happy they were, it made everything that’s happened worth it in a sense. They were so happy when they were together and even though it cuts deeper than I would have expected, I know w
Archer sat with his hands together and his leg bouncing as he waited in anticipation for Fern to return, he didn’t want to leave her, but she assured him she wouldn’t be long and asked him to keep an eye on their special guest, which Archer ensured he watched every move that man made. Hadwin sat at his desk also staring at the King, he was like his father, didn’t like or trust this man at all for what he not only did to his mother but what he was planning to do with his sister. To him, Fern was much too trusting of people sometimes, they’ll sweet talk her a load of nonsense and make her believe they have the best of intentions. He knew that was exactly what the King would attempt to do. But for the King, he had dealt with the eyes of judgment or resentment for most of his reign, there will always be someone who simply does not like authority and his status represents that. So having the off stares from two Alpha’s didn’t faze him in the slightest as he walked around the office wit
Now that I had woken up, my heart still raced as though I was running some kind of marathon, but with Archer beside me whispering to help me calm down, I felt it slow. But the King’s comment regarding the odd glass ball in my hand still wasn’t making sense, how can some ball of glass help me win the war against those terrifying beasts? “What do you mean, how is this going to help me?” I ask once I fully calmed down a little, sitting up on the sofa whilst Archer took his seat beside me, the King simply smiled watching me. “Not only that one but the countless I had made leading up to the war, even though I do not doubt the wonders of your powers for a moment, these will help you regain your strength.” The King explained walking over as I handed him back the ball, which he soon smiled studying more closely. “From the outside it seems as though it could be some inexpensive décor piece of some sort, but it is what I had put inside it which really makes it unique. With the progress yo
As soon as I had stated who in which the King was planning to see, Archer’s eyes turned dark with hatred and anger at even the thought of his father. “Absolutely not, my father is being held under a zero-visitation order, no person is allowed to speak with him apart from myself.” Archer spoke in such a low growl telling the King he wasn’t getting what he wanted, which I could tell greatly angered the King. “I am the King, I can and will speak to whoever I please.” The King growled back switching right into the man I had always thought him to be, the one who when he doesn’t get what’s he wants, gets rather angry and with experience, deadly. “When this individual is being held within the borders of my pack, that is no longer the case. If we are talking statues in my pack, I am the King.” Archer growls in response, his Alpha tone sending shivers down my spine which in his anger filled rage, I could tell he enjoyed. “Not if I send my men over to your pack to take your father.” The
Once we arrived back at our pack, Hadwin, Emmett and Archer all stood waiting in his office, the same word of warning that we only had an hour and I was to give Archer many updates as to what was happening, was given to me before I left. Whilst the King and I set off for the dungeon, neither of us going to speak as I guided him out of the pack house and towards the dungeons. This was the first time he and I have been alone at all, even when I was a child my parents hid me away from him and ensured he never seen me even once. I mean he was the man who had sent men over to kill my mother, even though he relentlessly tells me how it’s something he wished he never did all of these years later. He was the one who put not only my family, but the entire pack into such a dark and sinister place, once my mother left, the pack we all used to know, and love was gone. While he could live it up in the palace, we were forced to live in nothing but sadness, grief and resentment. “Have you decide
~Four months later~ I always love driving through beautiful countrysides, the way the landscapes whizz past you showcasing a glimpse of the beauty they hold, it can be so magical. My hands placed in my lap, the beautiful diamond ring my mate had gifted to me two months ago sat proudly on my finger. I had never given marriage much thought growing up, when living with my father, it was more about survival, making sure we were always two steps ahead of another outburst. So, marriage and mates weren’t frequent visitors of my thoughts, I couldn’t sit in dreamland. But that was all before I met Archer. It took some time for me to warm up to him, but the moment I told him how much I loved him, the schoolgirls bubbly feelings of marriage and what it would look like was all I could think about, well aside from the war of course. So, when he got down on one knee surrounded by all our friends and family, my heart could have burst from joy. As you can probably guess, I said yes. But sitti
The sounds of the battle still roared behind me as I rush towards the edges hoping to get a glimpse of Aidan, I knew he had to be around here somewhere to control his creatures, but I couldn’t see him. Catching my breath, I begin to look around the landscape, as the sun slowly began to rise above a hill, I see him, stood at the very top watching the battle happen below. With a smirk, I decide to take the denser part of the woods in hopes of blending in and catching him in surprise. As I climbed the steep hill, using the fallen trees and debris to help me climb up, I begin to ask myself why he did this, he was my father's best friend and allowed him to die without a second thought. He could have called the flesh eaters off that day and none of us would have known, but he didn’t, he allowed my father to die because of his selfish desire. The higher I climbed, the angrier my anger began to boil and the image of finally, making this man pay for all he had done forced me to climb even
The sounds of nature around us were all we could hear, each of us knelling down and waiting in our last moments of peace before the blood hungry battle begun. If I’d allowed myself to go into my head, I would begin to panic from the fear of losing so many, but as like I had learnt, when walking into battle, nothing else had space in your mind apart from the battle in front of you. I crouched down behind a broken tree staring at the clearing before us, Archer beside me with his bright sword in his hand and our men scattering the land waiting for my signal. Each agonising moment which ticked by, the more I repeated to myself that I was born to do this, it was set in the stars from my first breath that in this battle, I would reign victorious. It was time to fully round up the book I was written into, the final chapters were before us. “If you’re here mum and dad, I could use some help.” I whispered looking up at the changing sky above us, this is what mother had meant in her card, s
It’s been a few days since I spoke with Alexander down in the cell, he and Archer spent hours talking in his office about everything, I excused myself to speak with the King and the guys to give them privacy. The King had explained all we learnt from Alexander regarding Alpha Aidan, so imagine how tense the air felt in that office when I entered. Emmett was of course angry, we had been led down the river by Aidan, someone posing as a friend who wanted to offer his assistance, was really the man who was posing us the danger! Whilst I could see Hadwin felt the same as I did, we had grown up with this man thinking he was one of the purest around. He took us in when our father was too much to bear, we even addressed him as Uncle Aidan on so many occasions. But now to know he was the opposite of all we thought he could be and if we boiled it down, was one of the main factors which led to our mother's death, it was a hard pill to swallow. After having a chat surrounding Aidan, we began
The silence of the area took hold of each person that stood to witness it, not one of us knowing what was about to happen next with the notorious angry Alpha which stood right beside me with his arm around my waist. This was something I know Archer had always wanted to happen, to have his father finally, take the blame for what had happened and make everyone see that he’d been telling the truth from the start. But due to everything, it was something he thought would never happen. But now to have his father fully clear his name, I don’t know if he understood what to do next. After a long pause of tense silence, Archer takes a step forward standing in his Alpha stance looking over as our pack members who looked back at little worried and some even sympathetic, now they knew what I’d been trying to tell them since I arrived here was true, they felt bad. “Pack members, I also want to thank you at how swift you all listened to your Luna’s order and gathered here without a second tho
After explaining to the two men with me what my plan was, both seemed more than doubtful that it was going to work but when I looked into Alexander’s eyes as the guards returned and I’d given them my new instruction, I could see the hope but also such gratitude as he looked back at me. “Why are you helping me, it would be much easier for you to walk out of here and pretend we never spoke?” He asked as the guards stood him up and wrapped the suitable chains around his arms and legs. “As I said, this is not only going to help you but will also help Archer and with all he’s done for me, it’s only right I repay the favour.” I say with a smile placing my hands behind my back before a chuckle escape my lips. “And my father used to always say, taking the easy way out may seem simple but it only brings you more trouble down the line.” I joked thinking back to all the times my father had me take the difficult path on jobs he’d send me, at the time I thought he was doing it to pick on me bu
Alexander looked down at the table with a look of sorrow as the King, knowing I wasn’t planning on going anywhere until I heard what Alexander had to say, took his seat beside me and got comfortable to hear what else we needed to know. “I know many will refuse to believe me when I say, I truly did not have any other choice but to kill my family. That is such an outlandish claim, but it is the truth.” Alexander said looking up at me with tears in his eyes, where the vulnerability of this former heartless Alpha broke my heart in a such profound way. “As like you did when we spoke about the flesh eaters and how you helped my mother, start from the beginning.” I say hoping to guide him through telling us the truth, I know this is something he’d been forced to keep to himself for so many years, so actually saying the words is probably so incredibly hard for him. “It all started with your mother's death, as like most of all the awful things that have transpired. I know you may find me
As his words marinated in my mind, the more hurt and confused I became, how could Aidan do such a thing? When Hadwin and I were growing up after our mother died, he was our only source of happiness and peace, he was the brightest beacon of light when our lives were anything but happy. He truly was like a father figure to us, which why even thinking that he could have told those creatures to do that to my own father, it hurt deeply. “H-how do you know that for sure?” I ask after a moment silence to better my thoughts, I know he had already explained why he thought it was Aidan, but he had to be certain. “It can’t be anybody but Aidan, each time one of those flesh eaters attacked, it suspiciously benefited Aidan in some way. The first attack for instance, Aidan’s pack and another called The Full Moon Pack were having a dispute of some sort, Aidan was claiming the Alpha at the time had stolen some of his land, but the Alpha was insistent that no such incident had occurred.” Alexander
When that sentence left Alexander’s lips, I sat silently for a moment not really having an understanding of what he meant. I had always been under the impression that these flesh eaters were like any other wild animal, just a whole lot eviler. Once I turned my head to look at the King who still sat beside me, I spotted the confusion on his face too. “You are under the impression that there is a person who controls the flesh eaters?” The King asked seeming to have the same questions as me, where Alexander only nods his head. “I have been dealing with these creatures for many years and have had the most trained investigators looking into this and never once did we suspect these creatures were being controlled.” The King said explaining what he believed to be true, where Alexander shakes his head with a sigh. “That is the assumption that Beatrice and I made when we first looked into this, I mean who in their right mind would want to control such evil creatures and do such heinous act