*Welcome to The Detached Alpha: This is a sequel that follows thirteen years after the ending of The Unattainable Alpha. In this chapter Alpha Hudson and Luna Phoebe's son, Heron, is sixteen years old. Please enjoy!*
*THIRD PERSON POV*
Two years earlier……………..
“How is my son?” The distraught in Luna Phoebe’s voice could not be helped. “Doctor?”
Dr. Mosi blocked the Luna’s path to restrict her from entering the operating room. The Luna seemed to be on the verge of cracking under worry.
Luna Phoebe needed to hear some good news. Unaware of how grave her son's condition was, because she had not seen him since the Beta brought him home, she could not stay still.
She demanded to hear from someone so they could let her see him. However, they provided no information, and now the Head Pack Doctor was prohibiting her from entering the room where her son was admitted. She was uncertain of how long she could maintain her composure before the lid was blown.
Thanks to her husband, the rescue operation had just achieved success. Beta Dwayne had taken Heron home but first to the hospital after notifying Phoebe of the bittersweet report.
Alpha Hudson had been detained with chasing after the mad scientist who experimented on his son, holding him hostage for the past two months.
With him were half of the pack’s warriors, and they duly searched the antique building for his whereabouts, but it seemed that the loony Dr. Ector Whorms and his team had disappeared in a secret passage that was yet to be discovered.
Phoebe grabbed her pack doctor by the sleeve of his surgical gown. “Don’t let me ask you another time without you answering me.” Her powerful Luna aura seeped out with great intimidation.
“Luna,” the doctor pacifies her but adds a note of urgency, “We are going to operate. He’s in bad shape, so the faster you allow me to start the surgery, the quicker he might recover, and you can see him after.”
Shaken and terrified, she released the doctor, knowing that he was right. Those scumbags had to pay for hurting her son. Everyone in the hospital shuffled around woefully because their future Alpha’s life was at stake.
She paced back and forced endlessly. Apprehension coated her tear-stained face. Hudson was not yet at her side when she needed his reassurance that their son was going to be okay. He had been working relentlessly on hunting down the bastard rogues who attacked the teenagers in their car on their way back from the amusement park that was situated in a small human town.
Heron was taking his newly courted girlfriend on their first date, along with friends, when rogues attacked them. They gave no interest in anyone else in the car except the Alpha’s son, whom they abducted. For days neither she nor Hudson slept, and warriors worked incessantly until they were able to rescue Heron.
Just as the sun was rising and the morning sky was taking on a tinted pink to softly beam on the city streets, ushering in a bustle of early-morning activity. Hudson had found Heron chained to an operating table, lying on his stomach with his lower back cut open. There was enough silver and wolfsbane in his system to hinder any form of healing. Additionally, he was barely breathing and was incoherent about everything.
“Darling.”
Phoebe whips her head around to find Hudson walking rapidly towards her. He welcomes her into a long compassionate embrace. Her arms tightened around him as he held her with all the love in his heart.
“Did you catch the lunatic?” Phoebe queries with deep hatred. The anger towards the mad scientist fermented deeply.
“No,” he sadly replied and wiped her teary face with his fingers. “How is Heron?”
“The doctors are with him,” Phoebe sobs, “It’s not looking good.”
Hudson’s heart constricted with grief as he hurt for his only son, but he strived to comfort his wife. “He is strong and he will pull through. I believe in him.”
Staying in each other's hold comforted the two as they waited for news from the doctors. After five hours, Dr. Mosi emerges from the theater, “Luna, Alpha.”
Phoebe breaks out of her husband’s embrace and meets the doctor at the door. Hudson stood exactly behind her.
“Heron is alive and he will recover in due time,” she removes her surgical gloves. “However, I’m afraid that the damage done to his spinal cord might lead to permanent paralysis.”
“Paralysis in what way?” Hudson spoke as Phoebe covered her mouth and silently sobbed. Taking the news as though it was a massive blow to the skull. He puts his hand around her waist and pulls her to his side.
“The damage committed by the crazed doctor left spaces in his spine marrow, putting pressure on the spinal cord and nerve roots. He affected the nerve bundle that exits the base of the brain and travels down the middle of the spine by removing two discs. There was severe harm done to the nerve roots that detached from the cord.” Dr. Mosi explains, “To summarize it all, Heron is crippled from the waist down.”
Phoebe gave a disbelieving chuckle, shaking her head. “No.”
“We are werewolves with fast healing abilities,” Hudson retorted, because he could not comprehend why Dr. Mosi was telling them that his spine could not heal.
“Yes Alpha,” he chose his words cautiously, though he was confident in his prognosis. “But discs were removed. We can input metal rods to hold the spine in place but the disruption of the nerve roots does not allow for Heron to be able to walk."
“Oh goddess!” An appalled Phoebe fell to the ground. A headache suddenly presented itself as her son’s demise replayed in her mind, a thousand times. Hudson quickly picks her up, holding her bridal style. His lips were pressed together in dismay.
"Later, after his recovery, we could conduct stimulating exercises to see if there could be progress.” Dr. Mosi makes an effort to cast a more favorable light based on Luna's poignant discomposure.
For Alpha Hudson and Luna Phoebe, it was not enough to put them at ease. Not when their son would suffer tremendously. A pack is only as powerful as its leaders, and Heron was the FireBricks Pack's next Alpha and leader. As parents, they refused to accept that nothing else could be done.
“The anesthesia will be in his system for about twenty-four hours, so we will transfer him to a private room until he wakes up.” Dr. Mosi continued to say.
“Doctor, I don’t care what it takes,” Hudson raged with features of an ice-cold mask, “But find a way to help my son, even if it means that nobody sleeps!”
The doctor gulped with fear and his heart raced as the Alpha's dangerously dark aura plummeted throughout the hospital. Pack members shivered as they felt his wrath through the link. His bad mood was duly noted as everyone fell in silence and went around on pins and needles, being mindful of their actions.
That day, Alpha Hudson made a vow to search every crook and corner to find the scoundrels to avenge the damage done to his son. Ever since he took down the Vampire Lord Barabbas Lorcan more than a decade ago, his minions black-labelled his pack and recently they had been fishing in proximity to his territory. They didn’t do anything until that night when Heron disobediently went out of territory with his friends. He should have been more careful, but that was water under the bridge. What mattered now was to send that demented nut a message that you don’t fuck with the Carters.
*HERON'S POV* “Alpha Carter, we would love for you to join the Batch for the fall semester,” Dean Vassell tells me, but I have no interest in being here. Balking, I was in his office under my father’s constant nagging to further my education. Impassively, I took the pamphlet out of his hand to look at the programs to decide what to pursue. “I’ll review these before making a decision.” The Dean of Luckingham College stood from his desk and bowed, “Have a good day, Alpha.” I wheeled out of his office, and down the corridor of the college halls. Dad wanted me to resume my studies and so I obliged. He was trying to help me get my life on track and take over the pack, but to be honest, I believe that my sister, Pandia, was very much capable of being their Alpha instead of me. The were-kingdom was a patriarchal society and so the elders were skeptical of having a female running the pack. However, from my perspective, Pandia was a badass of alpha bloodline and more suitable than I could
*HERON'S POV* Sensing my wrath, Forbes did to the guy, what I channeled to him through our mental link. He kneed him in the groin, sending him to the floor once more, clutching his mid area in agony. He sputters from the blow and coughs as spit flies from his mouth. His face gives the most horrendous sight. “Tell us what we need to know,” Sage angrily demands while he stands at my side. The strategy is ever the same. Forbes lunges and attacks the enemy, but Sages protects me by not leaving my side. “She’s a troublemaker who doesn’t know how to behave for her own good,” the dark-skinned guy retorted as he leaned his injured frame against the wall for support. “We will find her.” In my mind, I was thinking of the many ways that I wished to send him to hell. Feeling disgusted by their presence, I thought that they should all die. But they knew my mate and I had to get information to find her. “As of now she is no longer your concern,” Sages snarled at the douchebag, “If you do find
HERON’S POV- - Sitting around the dinner table, my sister snuck up from behind and hugged me. “What’s up, little brother?” Her infectious smile always made my mouth curve into one as well. “Pretty much the same. You know how boring I am.” A frown subdued her features as her lips thinned. “If your life is so uneventful, why don’t you make things happen for yourself? Go visit your friends from high school or start college.” I glanced at Mom, who refused to look at me. She must have egged Pandia into being her accomplice. The obvious guilt was plastered on her face. “My life is fine as it is.” Dad had not joined us yet. Usually, Mom does not allow us to begin without his presence. So, something must be keeping him away. However, my Beta and Delta were here with me. “Your commanding officers should not be cooped up in an isolated cottage. If you lived here, they could contribute much more to operations.” Pandia was a replica of our Mom. Don’t tell me I will have to endure both of t
*TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter covers abuse*- Earlier that day......... -MIKAYLA’S POV- SLAP! A sudden pain stung across my right cheek. The impact of her palm sent me into shock as I tried to grasp what she had done to me. My lips busted as she gave me a second slap with imprints of her five fingers. “You bitch!” She coldly scolds, “I told you to stay away from Archie!” She lifted her right hand again and I caught it. “Pam, what’s gotten into you?” I shrieked in astonishment and shoved her hand away. I was in the kitchen collecting the dirty hand towels and mittens to take them down to the laundry. Here, at the pack house, I was one of the laundry staff. She popped behind me on the stairs going down to the basement. Sensing her behind me, I turned and was greeted by a waspish slap, then she pushed me. The basket and everything went out of my hands as I fell and my head collided with the cold tiled ground. Orphans are ranked as omegas within the werewolf kingdom. Having no li
*MIKAYLA’S POV* Tremors filled my insides as I knocked on the door of the second study, west of the pack house. Closing my eyes, I inhaled sharply to quiet my nerves, though the rapid drumming of my heart prevailed. Lowering my head, I longingly stared at the door handle in my hand before entering the room. “Is this her?” After entering the room, I stood the standardized seven feet from the seated Luna. My hands were to my sides, fidgeting with my uniform. The heat of the Luna’s gaze filtered into the room, and multiplied my anxiety. “Yes, Luna,” Cecilia answered. My head was slightly raised to acknowledge the beautiful black hair Luna before me. She sat with her legs crossed on the white leather love seat. Matron Cecilia ceremoniously stood at her left side, overlapping her hands. Luna Phoebe had a clean complexion and highlighted her blue eyes with beige eye shadow and black winged eyeliner. Nude lip gloss painted her full lips and she wore a slim-fitted denim dress with a turn
"Dad, I cannot marry that girl!" Hudson retorted, "She will never be my Luna!" The elder man looked at the son he raised better than this. Hudson dated Jaimilee for years and broke up with her six months ago. His father was disappointed when he heard the news as he was hoping that Jaimilee would have been his son's chosen mate. Hudson Carter was twenty-six years old and despite his international travelling, he still has not found his mate. The council is growing weary and a Luna is needed for the pack. He is already the Alpha but mate less. Hudson, understood where his dad was coming from but the fact remains that he simply could not agree with the decision to forsake his mate. He felt that timing was everything and believed that eventually she would show up in his life. The council was not being as patient as he was and so the pressure was on his father to convince the current Alpha of what was in the best interest of the pack. "Son, you should have found your mate at eighteen and
I don't know why I decided to follow my cousin, Joana, to the Firebricks Pack. At a party last week as they celebrated their graduation from college, we discovered that the Gamma of this pack was Joana's mate. She asked me to string along and keep her company here while she got used to the new pack members because this would be her new home. Joana and I were cousins by my mother's side, and we acted more like sisters or best friends. It was sad to have her torn away from me but what could be done? This was how things worked in the werewolf world. The female was the one expected to join her mate's pack, unless the male preferred to leave his pack for hers. Paperwork had to be done between Alphas and approved before the move could be done. My cousin and I have great genes. We both have black hair but her eyes are chocolate brown eyes while mine are icy-blue which sometimes takes on a deeper shade. We are two hot and curvaceous 5'8 tall women who could pass as sisters. I have always bee
HUDSON'S POV**** I got back to the pack house at 7:15 and my wolf was acting strange. I could hear chattering as I parked the car in the underground garage. I took the elevator from there and went straight to my room to have a shower. I held another potion in my hands as I allowed the water droplets to hit the floor from my body. How many of these have I tried and the problem still remains unsolved? This was a different strain that my witch friend, Silva, had prepared. The side effect to this one would be an increase in my beast's rage, but he was determined to try it. Quickly, I uttered a soft prayer and gulped the contents down. "Yuck" It tasted like dirty water and smelt like ten days' cabbage water which tainted my breath. I brushed my teeth about five times and even after using the mouthwash, I could still smell the stench on my breath. Guess, I will keep everyone at a distance tonight. So I got dressed, and plastered some moose into my black silk hair, brushed all the strands
*MIKAYLA’S POV* Tremors filled my insides as I knocked on the door of the second study, west of the pack house. Closing my eyes, I inhaled sharply to quiet my nerves, though the rapid drumming of my heart prevailed. Lowering my head, I longingly stared at the door handle in my hand before entering the room. “Is this her?” After entering the room, I stood the standardized seven feet from the seated Luna. My hands were to my sides, fidgeting with my uniform. The heat of the Luna’s gaze filtered into the room, and multiplied my anxiety. “Yes, Luna,” Cecilia answered. My head was slightly raised to acknowledge the beautiful black hair Luna before me. She sat with her legs crossed on the white leather love seat. Matron Cecilia ceremoniously stood at her left side, overlapping her hands. Luna Phoebe had a clean complexion and highlighted her blue eyes with beige eye shadow and black winged eyeliner. Nude lip gloss painted her full lips and she wore a slim-fitted denim dress with a turn
*TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter covers abuse*- Earlier that day......... -MIKAYLA’S POV- SLAP! A sudden pain stung across my right cheek. The impact of her palm sent me into shock as I tried to grasp what she had done to me. My lips busted as she gave me a second slap with imprints of her five fingers. “You bitch!” She coldly scolds, “I told you to stay away from Archie!” She lifted her right hand again and I caught it. “Pam, what’s gotten into you?” I shrieked in astonishment and shoved her hand away. I was in the kitchen collecting the dirty hand towels and mittens to take them down to the laundry. Here, at the pack house, I was one of the laundry staff. She popped behind me on the stairs going down to the basement. Sensing her behind me, I turned and was greeted by a waspish slap, then she pushed me. The basket and everything went out of my hands as I fell and my head collided with the cold tiled ground. Orphans are ranked as omegas within the werewolf kingdom. Having no li
HERON’S POV- - Sitting around the dinner table, my sister snuck up from behind and hugged me. “What’s up, little brother?” Her infectious smile always made my mouth curve into one as well. “Pretty much the same. You know how boring I am.” A frown subdued her features as her lips thinned. “If your life is so uneventful, why don’t you make things happen for yourself? Go visit your friends from high school or start college.” I glanced at Mom, who refused to look at me. She must have egged Pandia into being her accomplice. The obvious guilt was plastered on her face. “My life is fine as it is.” Dad had not joined us yet. Usually, Mom does not allow us to begin without his presence. So, something must be keeping him away. However, my Beta and Delta were here with me. “Your commanding officers should not be cooped up in an isolated cottage. If you lived here, they could contribute much more to operations.” Pandia was a replica of our Mom. Don’t tell me I will have to endure both of t
*HERON'S POV* Sensing my wrath, Forbes did to the guy, what I channeled to him through our mental link. He kneed him in the groin, sending him to the floor once more, clutching his mid area in agony. He sputters from the blow and coughs as spit flies from his mouth. His face gives the most horrendous sight. “Tell us what we need to know,” Sage angrily demands while he stands at my side. The strategy is ever the same. Forbes lunges and attacks the enemy, but Sages protects me by not leaving my side. “She’s a troublemaker who doesn’t know how to behave for her own good,” the dark-skinned guy retorted as he leaned his injured frame against the wall for support. “We will find her.” In my mind, I was thinking of the many ways that I wished to send him to hell. Feeling disgusted by their presence, I thought that they should all die. But they knew my mate and I had to get information to find her. “As of now she is no longer your concern,” Sages snarled at the douchebag, “If you do find
*HERON'S POV* “Alpha Carter, we would love for you to join the Batch for the fall semester,” Dean Vassell tells me, but I have no interest in being here. Balking, I was in his office under my father’s constant nagging to further my education. Impassively, I took the pamphlet out of his hand to look at the programs to decide what to pursue. “I’ll review these before making a decision.” The Dean of Luckingham College stood from his desk and bowed, “Have a good day, Alpha.” I wheeled out of his office, and down the corridor of the college halls. Dad wanted me to resume my studies and so I obliged. He was trying to help me get my life on track and take over the pack, but to be honest, I believe that my sister, Pandia, was very much capable of being their Alpha instead of me. The were-kingdom was a patriarchal society and so the elders were skeptical of having a female running the pack. However, from my perspective, Pandia was a badass of alpha bloodline and more suitable than I could
*Welcome to The Detached Alpha: This is a sequel that follows thirteen years after the ending of The Unattainable Alpha. In this chapter Alpha Hudson and Luna Phoebe's son, Heron, is sixteen years old. Please enjoy!* *THIRD PERSON POV* Two years earlier…………….. “How is my son?” The distraught in Luna Phoebe’s voice could not be helped. “Doctor?” Dr. Mosi blocked the Luna’s path to restrict her from entering the operating room. The Luna seemed to be on the verge of cracking under worry. Luna Phoebe needed to hear some good news. Unaware of how grave her son's condition was, because she had not seen him since the Beta brought him home, she could not stay still. She demanded to hear from someone so they could let her see him. However, they provided no information, and now the Head Pack Doctor was prohibiting her from entering the room where her son was admitted. She was uncertain of how long she could maintain her composure before the lid was blown. Thanks to her husband, the rescue
Dear Valued Readers, The next chapters are a sequel of Alpha Hudson and Luna Phoebe's son - Alpha Heron and his story. Here's a preview of what to anticipate. The prologue shows what happened to Heron when he was sixteen years old. Then the first chapter is two years later when he meets his mate. The Detached Alpha Blurb: Heron's birthright is to become Alpha of FireBricks Pack. However, after being kidnapped at age16 and experimented on by a crazy scientist, he is left in a wheelchair. After meeting his fated mate, he feels reborn, but is later crushed. He goes into remission. His father, Alpha Hudson, suggests that he takes a Luna and produce an Alpha heir for the sake of the pack. Forced by the pressure of the council regarding the welfare of the pack, he chooses an Omega mate, Mikayla. Mikayla is an Omega who's been bullied by her former best friend and associates. But being one who carries out her duties well, Luna Phoebe recommends her to serve at her son's cottage for str
Hello Readers, Thank you for your continued support. Please encourage me by sharing some of your gems at the end of each chapter. Also, if you liked this story, could you please leave a review so that others can see your opinions? There will be a sequel by the title: THE DETACHED ALPHA Please feel free to give it a read when it is most convenient to you. Thanks a million for your interest, and it was a pleasure to read your comments and to see you add my work to your library. So, thanks for your gems, comments and reviews. You will hear more from me soon! I send a thousand blessings your way. #Much love! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ :)
Hello Readers, Thank you for your continued support. Please encourage me by sharing some of your gems at the end of each chapter. Also, if you liked this story, could you please leave a review so that others can see your opinions? Mates: Regrets and Redemption, my other original piece, is also completed. If you have not read it, you could go ahead and have a look when it is most convenient for you. I'm currently working on Mates: Valen's Odyssey, the first chapters of which will be released in 2023. Once again, I am grateful and it was a pleasure to read your comments and to see you add my work to your library. So, thanks for your gems, comments and reviews. You will hear more from me soon! I send a thousand blessings your way. #Much love! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ :)