GOODBYES.
Kyra.
“My time is short,I don't have much time,Kyra,you must listen to me attentively."
She coughed.And. Could see it just as she pressed the white handkerchief ,I could see it then,the handkerchief which she had been holding was stained with red stains.
My eyes danced wildly,I sniffed, feeling the hot stung of tears.
"The wealth, everything doesn't belong to the Blane family ...He will be coming for you tomorrow to reclaim everything here which includes you,you are to pay the debt."
What the hell ?
What was mom talking about ?
Debt? Reclaim? Will he be coming for me ?
I don't understand.
"I'm not going with a stranger." I protested , balling my fists."I'm not going with anybody and I'm definitely not going to the trenches."
But Mom said nothing,it seemed like she was giving puffs of her life little by little and as if my questions were making her lose her strength.
"Who is coming for me? What debt do I owe?" I persisted,I was beginning to cry now .
I thought about my whole life,how I had lived in affluence.
I was never going down,what will the kids at school say about me?
I was going to be the laughing stock in the whole Pack.
I made to stand up,my legs shaking,my chest tightened so that breathing was like a war.
This was impossible.
"Do something Mother, please,don't die......I can't bear to live alone in this world."
Then I let my eyes glance around the room, taking in the opulence ,the wealth that had always surrounded me since I was a child m
How could this be happening?To me ?
How could my perfect life suddenly become imperfect before my eyes?
The thought of leaving everything behind, everything,the wealth,the attention, I had come to enjoy and make part of my life.
It was going to be difficult,how would I face the unknown,the thought alone was terrifying.
I had always lived in comfort,in luxury, protected from the harsh face of the realities of life.
Now,this.
Good Heavens,no, please,no.
The thought of becoming a laughingstock crept into my mind slowly,chewing on my insides, I saw myself losing everything,I had ever know
The thought alone was unthinkable,unimaginable.
Damn
I was the most popular girl in school.
It was then I knew life doesn't give a shot.
My legs trembled as I stood up, my insides churned as I pushed myself to stand.
My chest clawed at me with fear and panic.
Every intake of breath felt like a war, each inhalation a very big struggle against my chest.
"He who will come to claim you is an Alpha,he owns everything we ever enjoyed....it was all a debt ."
"I won't go with him," I declared, my voice shivering but very strong but firm. "I won't let some Alpha dictate my life."
But even as I spoke,letting the words fly out after listening to my mother, doubts chewed at the edges of my heart.
"Why I'm I bound to him ? What debts do I owe and why must I pay them ?" I asked the air competing to rush out of my lungs as the words seemed to choke back on me and tightened my throat.
"I need to know everything,I need....."
But I couldn't finish the words as I broke down in tears,I was leaving home somewhere faraway with a stranger.
Good Heavens.
I don't even know his name.
And so, in the midst of it all,the sun going on its own journey of the day,Mom told me everything, the secrets of our family's past.
She spoke of a time long ago,of a pact she and my late father Lycan Gregory had made in their moments of suffering and despair.
In moments of emergency,she told the tale with tears rolling down from her sunken cheeks down her pale cheeks.
A pact with a powerful Alpha,The Alphas of Alphas,exchanging their me for wealth and power on the agreement that when I turned eighteen he would come claim me and make me his mate.
"Why mother." I croaked disbelief etched on my face,anger and surprise lacing my voice.``Why do you have to trade me so ...why...." I looked around me wildly.``So I was the ransome....so now I'm to pay off the debt by becoming a mate to a cold hearted Alpha....A man whom all the Northern Wolfe Empire feared."
"Forgive me,Kyra." Mom choked on her words laced with tears."There was nothing your father and I could do,we were so poor, dirty poor and you were dying....you were my only hope after losing nine pregnancies..... understand my pain my child.....we did what was best for you."
I watch her shake uncontrollably with the cry coming out of her throat ,her tears falling in rivulets.
"Forgive me, my child.
You are stronger than you know, Kyra," she whispered."Alpha Damon will look after you the best he could ." She finished her voice, her voice barely audible.
“I hope you will find all the answers you need just be brave…. Rosa is here to guide you. This is what she has been doing since you were a child.Listen to her .”
“Mom….mom.” I called my voice shaking.”Please don't die,I might be a bad child but please don't leave me.” I cried,my voice choking,I wished I was the one dying instead of her.
“Take her away Rosa.” Mom croaked lying back on her bed.”Take her out immediately, prepare her and teach her all she needs to know.May the Moon Goddess lead you my child, don't forget that I love and I will always love you Kyra.”
While I was being led away by Rosa,I struggled in her grasp, trying to go back to Mom.
I saw her eyes fluttered close,her body becoming suddenly still
“Mommmmmm.”
THE ARRIVAL. Kyra. Eighteen; the age when most girls were dreaming of prom dresses and college acceptance letters but for me it was a countdown to a fate I couldn't escape. It all began like a dream. Just yesterday I was told I was going to pay for a debt I did not owe. I stood looking out of my window watching the early morning rain send pangs of sound on the roof making me shiver as I waited for him. As the clock struck 12:00 in the afternoon as if the rain was waiting for it to make a shrill sound, the sound of rain pounding against the windows suddenly began to pour slowly.I have spent the eve of my birthday drowning in my fears, in my memories and in my diary. I stared down at my beautiful designer dress, a sense of uneasiness settled over me like a suffocating blanket It seems like I was lost in my thoughts or lost down memory lane for as soon as the sun began its journey through the sky there was a knock at my door. I froze my heart pounding in my chest as I struggled
AWAY. Kyra. “Very well then .” He said then turning to Rosa in a slow prideful kind of way,he asked “Has she been prepared to come with me ?’“certainly.” Rosa replied almost immediately there was a kind of sadness in her eyes as she looked at me and held my hands gently. “You'll be going with him darling.”She said “I… I don't understand.” I stammered my voice barely more than a whisper .”Going with him to where?” I asked.The loosk from him and Rosa made me realized that my question was stupid “To his Pack , Bloodshadow Pack.” Rosa answered Normal me would have protested, stamped my feet on the floor and throw tantrums, but I don't know what was happening ,as if a spell had been cast on me. I couldn't do anything just staring at him .My heart kept on pounding I couldn't understand what was going on .I wanted to go back to sleep, go back to the dream and wake up on my own and realize today was Monday and that I was having a chemistry test which I didn't prepare for becaus
REFUSAL. Damon. The scene blurred into a green and brown haze as I gazed out my window. My mind was elsewhere, focused on the slender, blonde girl sitting next to me. Kyra. My mate. My debt collector. When she found out that she wasn't giving up her old life, I couldn't help but think of the look on her face. Tears, desperation, and resignation. It was almost palpable, that's for sure. I felt a sense of guilt, but my reasoning quickly put it to rest. After all, this was a business transaction. Debt owed, debt paid. The car slowed, and I turned my attention to the sprawling estate in front of us. My mansion in Bloodshadow Pack was a marvel of modern architecture and it blended perfectly with nature. As Kyra saw the graciousness and beauty of the mansion, the manicured lawn, as well as sleek black cars parked in the driveway, I sensed her awe. I extended my hand to Kyra while we spoke.“ You'll receive the best possible treatment." I said but her mind was also faraway,a
THE OTHER SIDE OF HIM.Kyra. 'Why am I here?' I blurted out, my voice trembling with a mixture of fear and frustration. The Alpha – my mate, as he had so boldly declared – turned to face me, his piercing gaze cutting through the silence that had settled between us. "You're here because you're mine, Kyra," he said, his voice calm and measured. My heart raced, the weight of his words on my shoulders like a heavy load. "I've never agreed to that," I said weakly, the futility of my arguments already took a step closer, and I instinctively stepped back, my back hitting the ornate doorframe of the lavish bedroom he had shown me. "It's not important," he told her, his voice low and menacing. "Your mother's debt has been settled, and you are now my property." I swallowed hard, and my throat dry with fear. "It's unfair," I said, my eyes begging him to see the turmoil that engulfed me. "My dear," he replied, a hint of amusement lacing his voice, "life is rarely fair. He added, a hin
MODIFICATIONS. Kyra. Kyra's perspective.The Bloodshadow Pack mansion's large windows let me plenty of natural light, but it didn't lessen the weight in my chest. Now, in spite of its opulence, my new home felt like a gilded cage. I could not help but feel the weight of the life I was thrust into as I dressed in the clothes that were provided for me—a deep blue dress that was elegant but simple and devoid of any of the pink or glitter I normally loved. I snapped out of my trance by a tap on the door. Glancing across, I noticed a young lady dressed as a maid. She gave a small bow before continuing.Miss Kyra, good morning. I'm Eliza, and I've been tasked with helping you in any way you require. I faked a modest smile at her. "Eliza, thank you. I suppose I should find out where the dining room is first. Eliza nodded, her face kind and perceptive. Naturally, Miss. Kindly go with me. While meandering through the never-ending hallways lined with pictures of past Alphas and Lunas, my t
REVEALING THE SECRETS OF THE PACK. Kyra. The days flew by in a haze of solitude and pleasure. Even though I was surrounded by luxury, I still felt confined by the massive Bloodshadow mansion's walls. Damon's behavior continued to be erratic, alternating between extended periods of benevolence and brusque moments of kindness. I was caught in the crossfire of a man obviously divided between duty and passion. The only thing I could do was explore the mansion. I found elaborate chambers and undiscovered nooks, each more magnificent than the last. I was stuck feeling like a prisoner in a gilded cage despite the grandeur. Everything was dominated by Damon, who served as a continual reminder of my situation.One evening, I decided to go for a walk in the vast gardens of the mansion after another uncomfortable dinner with Damon. The air was heavy with the aroma of budding flowers and the cool night air. It provided a much-needed break from the stress that seemed to follow me around. I sa
REVERBERATIONS OF THE PAST. Kyra. After making this discovery late at night, I had a fresh sense of purpose in the days that followed. My resolve to find out the truth was fueled by Damon's cryptic warnings and the private talks I had overheard. I looked through the library of the mansion for hours, trying to find anything that might explain my involvement here or the reason behind Damon's mother's enigmatic debt. I was perusing the shelves one afternoon when I noticed an ancient, leather-bound journal nestled among some worn-out volumes. The pages had yellowed with age and the cover was tatty. I opened it to the first page out of curiosity. The words were hardly readable despite the exquisite yet fading script.As I read, it became evident that Isabella Blackwood, Damon's mother, was the owner of the journal. Her journals were replete with details of her upbringing, hardships, and intense affection for her family. But the tone changed as I read on. The entries became more sinist
BETRAYAL'S SHADOW.Kyra. Xander, Rosa, and I were crowded together in the darkened chamber, feeling as though a heavy blanket of secrets pressed down on us, making it feel oppressive. Our already tenuous predicament was further heightened by Xander's unexpected entrance, whose intentions and allegiances remain a mystery. I couldn't get rid of the uneasy sensation that was nibbling at the edges of my thoughts as we talked about our next moves. I was taken aback by Xander's abrupt presence and wondered what part he played in the complex web of betrayals and alliances that surrounded us.However, there was no time for uncertainty or delay. Every second that passed put us in danger since the scrolls we had found held the key to lifting the spell that chained Damon's family. We started interpreting the old manuscripts with Xander's reluctant help, trying to piece together the complex ceremony that would perhaps rescue us from our predicament. The anxiety in the room increased as the ho
THE START OF A FRESH ERA.The festive atmosphere filled the grand hall of Crestwood Pack. The feast marked their triumph and the disappearance of the rebel danger. Laughter, cheers, and the delicious smell of a feast filled the room. Members of the pack and their allies mixed together, their expressions filled with relief and happiness.Kyra and Damon were in the midst of the festivities, their hands entwined while navigating through the throng. Damon's previous tense attitude had transformed into a feeling of pride and satisfaction. With Kyra beside him, he felt a deep satisfaction as they observed their community, their morale lifted following the difficult trial.However, amidst the festivities, a sinister undertone was developing. Damon was suddenly overcome by a feeling of discomfort, breaking his train of thought. He apologized to Kyra and felt a mysterious force drawing him towards the rooms where Melina was expected to be.While Damon neared the chambers, he could hear loud vo
THE ANTICIPATED CONFRONTATION.On the eve of the upcoming battle, Crestwood Pack was shrouded in a tense silence. Kyra and Damon, fully conscious of the approaching danger, used their last moments before the battle getting ready and contemplating. Their final discussions were filled with a mix of resolve and unease, both fully understanding the seriousness of the situation.In their dwelling, Kyra meticulously went over her schemes, verifying each aspect. Damon, sitting at the bed's edge, observed her with a blend of pride and worry. His typically serene and composed eyes showed a touch of discomfort."I've verified everything twice," Kyra stated, maintaining a steady voice despite the flurry of emotions inside her. "We are as ready as we possibly can be."Damon nodded, his eyes staying on her for a while. "Kyra, you have performed admirably." No matter what occurs in the coming day, keep in mind that we will confront it united. You have supported me through everything.Kyra locked ga
THE APPROACHING THREATThe mood in Crestwood Pack had started to calm down following the involvement in the Silverfurs Pack, yet the tranquility was fragile. Kyra and Damon thought their hard work would bring an end to their recent troubles, but the peace didn't last long. Speculations started spreading about a fresh danger that could endanger the recently achieved peace among the packs.While Kyra and Damon were discussing future collaborations between the packs late at night, a messenger brought them urgent news. The messenger appeared out of breath and clearly upset, which was very different from how calm the pack's messengers normally are."The gathering of rogues has begun," the messenger said, his voice shaking. "They have big plans." We are unsure of their intentions, but their population is growing, and they are gathering close to the borders.Kyra and Damon shared worried looks with each other. The presence of the rogue wolves had been a long-lasting danger, but the thought o
A TIME TO REMEMBER.After the conspiracy was revealed, Kyra and Damon had to overcome a new obstacle from their past that could undo their progress in rebuilding trust and alliances. The recent events had stressed them out, making it more important for them to face their old demons.While adjusting to their new reality, Crestwood Pack faced a surprise visitor at their borders, delivering a message that would make Kyra and Damon deal with unresolved issues. The guest turned out to be a familiar face from the past - a member of the Silverfurs Pack, the same pack Kyra belonged to before being forced into a mating with Damon.The emissary, Roland, a man in his middle years, bore a serious demeanor and a burdened spirit. He had gained a reputation as a wise individual and had served as a trusted counselor to the Silverfurs Pack for an extended period of time. Kyra and Damon welcomed him with a combination of interest and unease.Roland started by offering his sympathies for the recent diff
THE BROKEN BONDS.Kyra and Damon's hard-won peace felt delicate, yet it appeared to endure as weeks passed by. The festivities recognizing their togetherness and the return of peace persisted, yet an unseen stress lingered. Kyra and Damon were acutely conscious that peace in their world was frequently fleeting, and they were constantly on alert.While focusing on building their partnerships and solidifying their domination, they started observing slight indications of dissatisfaction among a few of their allies. Whispered discussions and unusual actions suggested an underlying issue.While Kyra was busy in her study one afternoon, a messenger came with a formal request for a meeting from a prominent official of the neighboring Nightshade Pack. The unusual request came from the strained relations between the Nightshade Pack and their own, stemming from past conflicts.Kyra and Damon, intrigued about the reason for the visit, decided to meet with the messenger. The tall and serious-look
A SHORT PERIOD OF PEACE FOLLOWED BY FULL DANGER. Kyra and Damon successfully achieved a form of peace after months of focused effort on rebuilding and establishing stability. The collaboration of both parties had rejuvenated their groups and strengthened their partnerships. However, below the appearance of calmness, there were murmurs of dissatisfaction and concealed dangers.The kingdom seemed to be thriving, as the economy was bouncing back and the citizens were slowly recovering from the scars of history. Celebrations were organized to mark the newly established harmony, and the Crestwood Pack's halls echoed with happiness and merriment. Kyra and Damon felt like their worst days were over, yet they knew how delicate their peace was.During a night, Kyra and Damon received a disturbing message while going over their advisors' reports. It was an enigmatic message, with no signature and written quickly. The warning conveyed a concealed threat endangering their kingdom, suggesting tha
RECONSTRUCTING.After breaking up the cabal and handling the imminent dangers, Kyra and Damon shifted their attention to reconstructing their kingdom and strengthening their positions as leaders. The recent months have caused scars, yet also provided a chance to establish a new future base. The need to return to normal and maintain stability in their joined packs guided all their choices.Kyra and Damon organized a meeting with the SilverFurs and Crestwood Packs leaders, along with delegates from the allied groups. The meeting focused on planning how to restore their communities and strengthen the relationships that were tested during the recent chaos.The grand hall of Crestwood Pack served as the venue for the summit, representing unity and fresh starts. Leaders and representatives from different factions came together, showing a combination of optimism and unease on their faces. The space buzzed with quiet chatter, the atmosphere heavy with excitement.Kyra was the first to speak,
THE JOURNEY TO ONENESS. Now that the main person is in custody, Kyra and Damon must tackle the challenging job of taking apart the rest of the conspirators' network. The capture of the main figure yielded important information, but it was just the start. As they examined the seized documents and questioned the remaining operatives, the network's reach and the complexity of their plans became clear.Kyra and Damon held a meeting with their most trusted advisors and allies to plan their next moves. The atmosphere in the room was charged with tension, as the weight of their recent findings bore down on them."We need to act quickly," Damon said, his voice serious. The impact of the network reaches beyond our initial expectations. Each new lead we pursue uncovers additional layers to their activities.Kyra gave a nod of approval. Our main focus right now is to eliminate any existing dangers and stop any additional disruptions. During this crucial period, it is essential to maintain the st
A DELICATE BALANCE OF PEACE.Kyra. The period after the conspiracy was uncovered was marked by a combination of relief and fear. Kyra and Damon had achieved a temporary peace through their efforts, however, the precariousness of their alliances required continued vigilance. The remaining conspirators and their supporters presented a possible danger that had to be taken seriously.Kyra dedicated her mornings to attending strategic meetings with her advisors and allies, aiming to solidify the pack's standing and enhance their recently established partnerships. Damon, always practical in his leadership approach, took a very active role in organizing the rebuilding logistics and strengthening their defensive strategies.While Kyra was going over the most recent reports in her study one evening, she was disrupted by a knock on the door. Rosa came in, her expression filled with worry."Kyra, there's been a development that was not expected," Rosa said, her tone grave.Kyra felt her heart j