Athena's POVI heard Ralph's approaching footsteps, signaling his arrival in my room, prompting me to swiftly cover myself with a duvet, pretending I was asleep. He settled on my bed briefly, attentively tucking away stray strands of hair before he departed.As I sat up, an uneasy sensation eloped me. I couldn't understand the cause of what happend, but an evident sense of problem lingered, casting a shadow of fear.Discreetly, I asked Yifa to bring me something for my headache, careful to conceal any hint of illness from Ralph."Is everything alright?" inquired Yifa, her eyes narrowing with concern."Yes, Yifa, why do you ask?""Why are your clothes scattered on the floor?"I gasped, discovering my clothes shredded about, reflecting an unsettling occurrence from the previous full moon."It's nothing. Just get me something to eat.""Are you sure..." she began."Please," I interrupted, my hunger taking importance.Returning promptly, Yifa delivered breakfast, which I consumed as Ralph
Ralph's POV Athena's behaviour had subtly shifted, a delicate fragility veiling her lately. She always withdrew interest in midnight festivities. It seemed a wish for a connection echoed in her eyes, one that the absence of a wolf created. The joyous games, staged by the balanced partnership between others and their wolves, became a constant reminder of her situation.I yearned for moments alone with Athena, a desire fueled by the discomfort of witnessing her isolation. A determination formed within me, I would go to great lengths to assist her in acquiring a wolf, if that isn't possible I'll still support and love her. I noticed Bardulf's apparent absence. I chose to divert my thoughts, avoiding the complexities that might cloud the joyous atmosphere.As the festivities came to an end, Gonzolo and Tidwulf prepared to depart. “Your face bears the glow of newfound insight,” Tidwulf remarked, a knowing smile playing on his lips, a reference to the counsel he had offered regarding
Athena's POVAfter the unsettling blood moon incidents, I bore an unease, hoping desperately to avoid their recurrence. This uncertainty led me to adopt a cautious distance from others.Ralph, however, stood as a beacon of constancy. His friendship manifested in shared adventures and delightful dates, a relaxation from the tempest within.Yet, despite the solace he provided, I hesitated to open my crisis to him. A silent fear gripped my heart, urging me to retain my secrets. Seeking solace, I turned to Tala.“Ever since you discovered your prince charming, you have hardly visited” she teased when she saw me.“Is that your way of saying you miss me?” I chuckled.“No!”“Tala, we met three days back”.“Well, I only went to see Ralph and we met coincidentally”.“You came to my room, and we were together until evening” I sighed, shaking my head.“Duh!” She laughed.As the day unfolded, we engaged in lively conversation, preparing lunch together. The desire to unburden myself wrestled with
Athena's POVThroughout that evening, I pondered the shaman's final words and the meaning behind them. Concealing my visit to the shaman from Tala and Ralph, I kept the experience to myself. On the contrary, Yifa was relieved that I was unharmed. His words echoed in my mind, even haunting my thoughts as night fell. The unsettling question lingered. What if his warning about carrying an evil spirit was true? The following morning, Yifa noticed my unease. "Are you still troubled by that bizarre shaman?" she inquired. I managed a weak smile."Please, put it out of your mind. People isolate him for a reason," she comforted, attempting to console my troubled thoughts. I asked Alpha to bring up another topic. "I think he went out," Yifa replied.Attempting to lift my spirits, I had breakfast and picked up a book. However, the effect of uncertainty remained. Eventually, I decided to go to the salon with Yifa. The atmosphere there was pleasant, and the lady attending to us exuded warmth.
Athena’s POVThe coming full moon ceremony loomed ahead, though its celebration isn't much in comparison to the grandeur of the blood moon ceremony.Ralph guided me to the designer's office, the artisan responsible for diligently crafting every garment worn in Alpha's home.Despite never having set foot in her workspace, I admired how she perfectly captured my measurements when Ralph designated dresses for both of us."Why bring me along this time?" I inquired as we entered the office."I sense I'm leaving you behind in the full moon preparations. It's time you adapt to these routines," he replied, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.While I acknowledged the value of involvement, I found relief in keeping a d
Ahena’s POVUpon returning to reality, an indescribable surge of emotions overwhelmed me, a mix of the boy's pain and the haunting fear that I might be dead. Clutching my chest, I wrestled to regain control.“Are you okay?” Yifa's distant voice broke through. I couldn't find the words to respond.“I knew working in that kitchen all day would take its toll,” she said, her voice trembling as she squatted before me.“Are you crying?” Her surprise echoed, as tears unknowingly traced my cheeks.Using my handkerchief, I wiped away the tears and leaned back in the chair, drawing deep breaths.“Should I call someone?” Yifa offered, concern etched across her face. Silently,
Ralph's POVEnforcers urgently conveyed through the mind link that an emergency had arisen. Swiftly, I notified Tala to join me at the western border. Gonzolo had already left at the time.Curiosity etched my expression as I questioned the enforcers, seeking to unravel the nature of the crisis. "What is going on?""We discovered dead rogues, it appears to have transpired last night," an enforcer responded, and just then, Tala arrived."Not again!" Her frustration resonated in a growl as she laid eyes on the bodies."There are four now?" she added, her concern deepening."Yes, and the same strange marks as the one from before," I observed keenly, catching a faint scent of something familiar that I couldn’t identify. "However, a local was entangled in the dilemma," the enforcers disclosed."What?!" Tala and I exclaimed in unison, caught off guard."We got the witness, but she adamantly refuses to divulge any information to us, insisting she'll only speak with you. She fled to your res
Athena’s POV I lay in my room, my hands soothing my throbbing head as Yifa arrived with herbs to alleviate my headache.“Don't you think these headaches are becoming more frequent?” Yifa observed.“Hmm.”“Don't you think it has something to do with your wolf?”She doesn't know about me not having a wolf, or maybe she has observed its absence. Either way, she has a point, it might be connected, but I don't sense the presence of a wolf at all.“I'll be fine,” I assured her.Ralph hadn't returned when I woke from my nap, and the herbs had improved my condition. After a refreshing shower, he unexpectedly appeared, and I couldn't shake off my surprise.“Hey, good morning,” he greeted with a smile.“Hey… morning,” I stammered.“Are you okay?”“Yes.”For some reason, I kept seeing the reflection of that beast in him. I shook my head, trying to dispel the thoughts.“Have you had breakfast?” he asked. Despite eating early in the morning, I was still hungry.“Let's go eat, I'm hungry,” I sugge
Athena's POVFive years later… As the evening sun cast its golden glow upon us, I found myself drawn once again to Tala's grave, my hand instinctively resting on my swollen belly as I settled onto the grass beside her final resting place."Hey, dear... I'm sorry I haven't visited for a while. A lot has been happening," I began, my voice soft as I spoke to the silent earth beneath me. "You know, as the head of the council of Alphas, it's been hectic, but I enjoy it," I chuckled softly, the weight of my responsibilities tempered by the knowledge that I was carrying new life within me.Bringing out the water bottle I had brought with me, I took a sip before carefully arranging the forest flowers I had gathered on Tala's grave, a small gesture of remembrance and love."You know, I miss you Tala," I continued. “Let me tell you what had been happening, Ulf is still carrying her duty very well. Whiterun is now a full pack... Can you believe that?" I asked with a hint of disbelief in my voi
Athena's POV"No! No! No!" I screamed the anguish that had been building within me finally bursting forth. The memories of our time together flashed before my eyes, each moment etched into my soul with painful clarity. The laughter, the tears, the shared joys and sorrows... they all came rushing back with a force that threatened to consume me whole.But even as I crumbled to the ground, consumed by grief and despair, a flicker of determination ignited within me. Tala may be gone, but her legacy would live on through me, a beacon of strength and resilience in the face of adversity.Tears blurred my vision as I pleaded with the guardian for some semblance of solace, any glimmer of hope in the face of overwhelming despair."I can't do anything but allow you to see her, but nothing can be done," she offered her words a bittersweet reminder of the limits of her power. With a desperate nod, I accepted her offer, willing to grasp at any fleeting chance to be with Tala once more.In an insta
Athena's POVAs Ostana's urgent plea pierced the air, we wasted no time, gathering provisions and milk for Queen before setting out.With each step, our pace quickened, the rhythmic thud of our boots echoing against the forest floor as we plunged deeper into the darkness. As night fell, we used torches. It was nearly midnight when Ralph, exhaustion etched into his features, finally suggested a moment's bedtime. We collapsed onto the cold earth, our breaths mingling with the night air.With the first faint blush of dawn, we rose in relentless pursuit, we secured rides on passing carriages, trading fleeting moments of rest for precious time gained.Days blurred into one another. In our haste, I couldn't spare a moment to check on little Sarah and her family.Weeks slipped, each day bringing us closer we reached the soot we left the car, luckily we found it there. But as we neared the western border, a chilling realization dawned upon us. “Where are the soldiers? Shouldn't there be a vi
Athena's POVThe night had granted us much-needed relaxation. The next morning Otsana's thoughtful gesture greeted us with an array of provisions, promising sustenance for the journey ahead."Your assistance is greatly appreciated," Ralph expressed his gratitude."It's always a pleasure," Jacob reciprocated with a warm smile."We'll surely return on our homeward path," I reassured them."Travel safely," Otsana's smile held both goodwill and concern.With renewed resolve, we embarked on our adventure, guided by Otsana's suggestion of a faster route.At nightfall, we nestled within the embrace of the forest. As dawn broke once more, we arrived at a small pack, where we hired a carriage, easing the burden of our journey.Days passed each pack offering glimpses into their world while cautioning us against the dangers that lay ahead. They claimed Whiterun was cursed."What do you mean?” I asked them.&n
Athena's POVWe embarked on our journey, yet an unsettling hunch gnawed at me, whispering of impending trouble.Stopping at several camps along the way to inquire about Whiterun, we encountered nothing but confusion and ignorance."I believe we should seek guidance from familiar faces," I suggested to Ralph, my unease growing palpable."Which pack shall we approach first?" Ralph inquired, his gaze locking with mine."Fable pack. I yearn to lay eyes upon Sarah," I declared. Thinking of the little girl.Before we ventured further, Ralph halted me with a solemn confession, redirecting my focus towards him.He recounted the incidents between himself, Tala, and the family. Anger steamed within him at her accusation of calling me a thief, but to his surprise, laughter bubbled forth from my lips."This is no joke," Ralph retorted, his tone grave and resolute."I understand, yet her accusation holds a grain of truth,
Ralph's POVSince our return home, the relentless pull to reclaim the kettle has haunted my thoughts incessantly. Unable to shake its grip, I beckoned Tala to my office, eager for counsel.“I'm contemplating dispatching our finest soldiers to retrieve it,” I confided to her.“Come on, Ralph,” she countered.“What?”“Remember what you said during our quest for Athena in the woods? If not for the pressing matters at hand, you would have relished the moment.”“And?”“And I refuse to let this opportunity slip through your fingers. Embark on this journey with Athena, just the two of you,” she urged.“But what about Fridolf?” I interjected“Everyone stands ready to care for him. He's no longer a newborn, he'll be perfectly fine,” she reassured.“I suppose, but I'm unsure how Athena will take to it,” I mused
Athena's POV A full moon was upon us. Ralph insisted on celebrating our baby's arrival stirring a sense of reluctance within me, nestled beneath the warmth of our shared blankets."Do we truly need to go through with this?" I questioned, my voice muffled by the plush confines of our bed."Yes, my Queen. It's a momentous occasion, one that deserves to be celebrated in grandness," Ralph implored. "Very well, you've persuaded me," I conceded with a soft chuckle, the corners of my lips curling into a gentle smile.With a concerted effort, we roused ourselves from the comforts of our bed, preparing for the festivities that awaited us under the moon's luminous embrace. Gonzolo and Tidwulf joined in our celebration, their presence infusing the atmosphere with an air of jovial friendship. So many werewolves poured in from different packs to celebrate with us. Adorned in matching royal blue attire, Ralph and I radiated regal elegance, our garments adorned with intricate decorations that sp
Athena’s POVWe barely exchanged words, our interactions distilled to moments of serene rest and sumptuous meals. Tala orchestrated a surprise, melding my room with Ralph's, an unexpected fusion of our spaces.I thought highly of her unwavering confidence in our return, a sentiment mirrored in the enchanting adornments that now decorated our shared sanctuary. Each intricate detail breathed new life into the familiar confines, transforming our quarters into a veritable haven.The magnificence of our expansive bed is almost like that of a small room, beckoning us into a realm reminiscent of a storybook fantasy. Ralph and I made merry in the blissful harmony of our newfound abode, our hearts brimming with uncontrolled joy.As dusk descended and we gathered for dinner, a noticeable tension hung in the air, tangible in the furrowed brows and hesitant glances exchanged between my parents. Sensing the weight of their unspoken words, I followed them to their chamber, a silent understanding
Athena’s POV The joy swelling in my heart was indescribable, a radiant warmth that contrasted with Ralph's constant indoor presence, caring for our baby.Even when I managed to coax him outside, his return was swift. I resolved to visit my Uncle before our departure. With the shaman departing at dawn, farewells were exchanged.Choosing to leave our child in Ralph's care, Ulf joined me to go see my uncle. The werewolves we encountered along the way cast peculiar glances my way. Ulf reassured me, claiming it was likely fueled by rumours that I needed to grow accustomed to, a phenomenon potentially exacerbated in Stormwind.Arriving at my Uncle's residence, the state of disarray suggested distress, yet he seemed to be managing admirably. "Uncle," I enfolded him in a prolonged, tight hug, reluctant to release him. Ulf extended her greetings as we settled into the couch in the somewhat chaotic sitting room."To what do I owe this visit? You should have called me," he remarked, and I res