CHRIS“What is happening here?”Dylan was as dumbfounded as I was at what had just happened at the pack. The strange howl that had echoed through the woods had made the rogue wolves retreat to the woods, leaving us with unanswered questions in our wake. After the invasion had been interrupted by that mysterious howl, I turned to Alpha Dylan seeking answers. “What was that howl about, Dylan?”Dylan, perplexed, replied. “I have no idea, Chris. That wasn’t from any of my pack members.”My mind raced, I had recognized one of the invaders as one of those who had attacked me and my guards on our way back from the summit. I kept this information to myself as I and Glen began to prepare for our journey back home.“I think you should stay here for a while. They could be out there waiting for another attack,” Dylan suggested.He was right. If I could recognize one of the attackers then it was certain that they were after me and not Dylan’s pack.Following his suggestion, I remained in his pack
NATHANGrowing up, I looked up to my father for everything, he was my world and inspiration as a young child. I had lost my mother whilst I was born, at least that was what I was told. My father single-handedly raised me all by himself and I couldn’t be more proud of everything he had done.As the leader of the rogue pack, he was a fierce warrior and leader. He was ever ready to defend the rogues and had brought ruins to so many packs. The name “Cade” was feared by everyone. As a young wolf, I admired my father- the strong charismatic alpha of the rogue pack. He was an inspiration to me and I aspired to be like him.I had always known that no one was originally a rogue, we all had a pack we belonged to before being turned into rogues and as a young wolf, I was curious to know where I was from. I had once asked my father about my originality, about my history.My father had looked at me in the moonlit night and replied, “We’re from a pack far away. A lineage of rogues hunted down for w
LUCYMy senses gradually emerged from the haze of unconsciousness, greeted by the hushed tones of people. The environment was different from the cold walls of the dungeon where I had been left to rot, it was warm here and for some reason, I felt safe. “Lost the baby. She’s been through a lot,” a man’s voice murmured, the words penetrating my fragile awareness.The room echoed with a familiar voice now, it was Chris’ voice, a storm of emotions unleashed.“How could this happen, mother? She’s my mate. Why didn’t you protect her?” Chris said, his words reverberated, carrying a weight of anguish.“I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was her. I was led to the inner chambers for protection when the news of an intruder got to the palace,” his mother explained.Struggling to form any word, my voice emerged in fragile whispers, “Chris.”The strange man rushed to me as I tried to sit up but I was too weak to do so. “Lie still, you need to rest,” he said.“Hey, are you alright?” Chris said, holding my
CADEBorn into the Parker family, I was the eldest son and supposed heir to the throne, yet fate’s decree favored my brother as the heir. Was I undeserving of the throne that the moon goddess had to reject me from assuming my rightful position?“Why not me?” my anguished question echoed within me. A fit of relentless jealousy took root, festering over the years.Members of the pack hated me for being cruel, if only they understood my plight. If only they knew what it was for me to watch my right being given to my younger brother. I knew my family never loved me, it was evident in the way they treated my brother with utmost attention, grooming him to be the leader and alpha of the pack.My father, the alpha, remained resolute in naming my brother as the successor. Consumed by bitterness, I confronted my father, challenging him to reverse his decision and give me what was rightfully mine.“Your brother has found favor in the eyes of the moon goddess. She has chosen him as the successor
CHRISRumors had begun to spread around the pack, whispers of dissent reverberating through the air. I felt the weight of judgment in every gaze that met mine. The pack members knew I harbored a rogue within the walls of the pack and they believed I had betrayed them, but what they didn’t understand was the depth of my love for Lucy.I remained resolute beside Lucy, ignoring the murmurs of my people. The stern-faced elders had summoned me a couple of times regarding this issue, their judgment echoing the sentiments of the pack. They declared my leadership unfit, a decision that cut through my determination like a serrated blade.“Chris,” Orvyn spoke, “the pack question your judgment. Trust is eroding.”Defying the people’s concern, I asserted, “I won’t abandon her. Lucy stays.”“Then you leave us with no choice. You are not fit to rule this pack if you refuse to keep sentiment aside,” another elder said.Just as we argued, Lucy stepped forward. “Give me a chance to prove myself, to fi
CADEThe moon cast its ethereal glow over the rogue pack. My determination as the hour approached flooded my being, my armies were weapon-ready against the hallowed manes. Though a bit disappointed at my son, Nathan for disappointing me and walking away from the one thing I always wished for, to fight by his side against the hallowed manes pack.All of this was Lucy's fault, she had brainwashed my son into believing that I was the evil one. I never was, I was only reclaiming my position as the alpha of the hallowed manes, and I knew I would get my son back once I reclaimed the throne.With determination, I and my army marched to the hallowed manes, our steps resonated with confidence, every stride echoing the burning desire to conquer.As we got close to the hallowed manes pack, I noticed an unusual quietness that raised a concern to me. The unexpected hush settled in, unnerving everyone including me. Something felt amiss but I couldn't place what it was, the ominous quietness bothere
LUCYMy heart was troubled after the intense discussion we had with the elders. The decision had been made and there was no going back from it. Staying away was better than allowing Chris to lose his rightful place as Alpha of the pack, it was the right thing to do if I truly cared about him.In the uneasy calm before the storm, the hallowed manes pack prepared for the impending battle against Cade’s army. Their howls drew near, indicating their closeness, and tension hung in the air as warriors sharpened their swords while awaiting the rogue's arrival.In the inner chamber, maps sprawled across the table, depicting the battlefield that would soon be drenched in the blood of friends and foes. Chris addressed the warriors, implementing the importance of the battle at hand. Most of the warriors glared at me, murmuring to themselves. “The alpha has lost his senses, why should a rogue be amongst us?” one of them whispered.“I hear she is mated to the alpha. What crime could he have commi
CADEIn the heart of the battle, I was filled with pride as my ever-ready army dealt with the warriors of the hallowed manes. The clanging of swords fueled my desire the more, if we could win this battle then the city would be ours. My singular focus was on Chris who seemed untouchable by my sword. He was swift with the blade and had mastered the art so well. My focus wavered when a familiar voice reached me through the chaos. It was the voice of my son, Nathan. I felt my heart skip a beat, 'Why was he here now?' He had sworn not to have anything to do with my course or me. "Nathan!!" I called out to him. "What are you doing here?"His voice filled with resolve, he said to me, pleading that I end this battle. "Father! Enough with this madness, it stops now."My fury grew as he spoke. Surely, that wasn't what I was hoping to hear from him after disappearing from me for a long time. I was fueled by my desire for power and dismissed his plea as a sign of weakness, a sign of a failed so