Catherine POV"It was the Rogue King, he was nearer than any of us can imagine," Curtis said after catching his breath. He had examined me and his eyes turned white while going through my head and I guessed he had seen what I saw when he released his hands."We need to speak with my father" Stanley announced almost immediately."Why are we meeting with him?" Rose asked. I was certain she hadn't gotten through her fears from the last encounter with him.I wouldn't say I had gotten over mine with him. He was really powerful no doubt. "He needs to know. We need to find a way forward after now. If she had the dream that the Rogue king is near, then we can't take it lightly" I wondered what he looked like.I was hoping I would catch a glimpse of what he looked like in the dream, but Rose had been so generous to wake me up and note the sarcasm.Curtis and Stanley head out of the room and we had no choice but to follow them. We arrived at the throne room and the entire place was utterly q
Catherine P.O.VWe were at the arena, where I was to commence my training. We were waiting for Stanley to arrive as we looked around the entire place."This is where we used to train, my father and I would come here training every day and sometimes, he would send his pack warrior here and we would train in all different combat" Stanley had three swords in his hands."Before you can be able to harness your power, I need to ask something real quick. Have you shifted before?""No, I haven't" He raised his eyes in surprise and uttermost disbelief at what I had just said."Well...It's not that easy, I have tried to shift plenty of times, but it's not just working" I said trying to hide my embarrassment.
"First of you need to understand the art of observation" He stretched his sword forward and the look in his eyes, portrayed that he was focused."Observation takes your eyes to look at your opponent with so much nerve within and notice his weakness..... Let's try it" He said turning to look at Rose and then me.We laid out swords at each other and watched him do his moves, while we followed suit. The entire training was ongoing, when I felt something flare up within me.'Lily is that you?' I asked hoping it would be her, but there was no reply from her.All I could think of at that moment was to get air as I was beginning to lose so much of it. I dropped my practice sword on the floor and fell to the floor.
Kevin POVThe doors opened and my father was sitting on his couch, with our Beta and the rest of the members that made up the earlier horsemen."Great to see you are back son. I hope you are enjoying your stay in school" He wasn't interested in all the talk he was spitting and just gave him an apt nod."Why do you have that face on? You seemed trouble." I looked up at him and then my mind linked him to the exception of others.'I need to speak with your father privately''That's why I called you in the first place. So we could talk privately' He replied through the mind link."Alright people, I would like to have a word with my son" Everyone stood up immediately and head their various ways, leaving me with my father.Once alone, my father stood up from his sit with so much grace.I couldn't deny the fact that he was aging fast and his knees are getting weak."You seem to be looking at me with the same face that shows pity to a wounded lion," He said observing my reaction."Father, age
Kevin POV "Where is she now?" He asked ignoring my previous comment. I couldn't say it, I couldn't let him know the truth. The truth was that I had hurt her so bad that she had to run away. "Answer me!" He demanded with so much authority in his voice. "She..ran...away!" Those three words would cause me so much guilt. My father wriggled free away from my grasp and stood up "What sort of a person are you? Who in their right frame of mind rejects their mate? How do you think you can cope in the world without your mate." He was hurt and I could see it. I knew I had done the abominable by having to reject my mate.
CATHERINE POV"It is something I cannot reveal right now. All I know is that there is a rogue king and he would be coming soon." He stated.I felt like I was still in a dream. Everything that Williams had told me was too much to process. I was the chosen one, the one prophesied to save everyone from the rogue King. It was a lot to take in."What sort of training will I have to do?" I asked, my voice wavering. I tried to keep myself calm, but my nerves were frayed."We will work on harnessing your powers, and training you in combat," Williams said, his voice calm and reassuring."First, we must find out what exactly your powers are. We know you have the golden power, but we need
CATHERINE POVThe figure smiled, revealing bright white teeth. "Hello," they said, their voice soft and melodic. "My name is..." They paused as if they were considering what to say next. "My name is something you don't need to know," they finally said.I was even more confused now. "Who are you? And what are you doing here?" I asked.The figure just smiled again, and said, "You'll find out soon enough. But for now, I want to tell you a story."The figure began to speak, their voice clear and strong. "Long ago, in a time before your world even existed, there was a battle between two powerful forces. One was the force of light, and the other was the force of darkness. The battle raged on for centuries, neither side was able to gain
Catherine POVFor a moment I felt peace, my body felt at its lowest point, and in that moment, I realized life is meant to be like this; a place or a moment where you don't have to be bothered by anything. However, what became peaceful, became worrisome as time flew. It was rather much too peaceful not to even listen to the sound of my heartbeat or even my breath.While I thought through these things, a scream pierced through my ears and propelled me to shut them, almost immediately. The scream was feminine and the moment I opened my eyes to get a glimpse of where it was emanating from, I realized I was in the middle of a battlefield.The question of how I transcend to this place was kept at the back of my other numerous thoughtful questions. The sight before me was horrific-almost too horrific to be witnessed by an
CATHERINE'S POV As I entered the community meeting area, where pack members gathered for talks and declarations, I could feel a sense of anxiety in the air. As soon as I walked in, whispers and whispered talks stopped, and interested eyes looked at me. Skepticism and uncertainty weighed heavily on the air, like an unsaid query demanding a response.I felt the wave of unease that went through the group, a sign of their misgivings about my abrupt promotion to a leadership role. Many were confused by the swift change from a Luna behind confinement to a leader guiding the pack's future, and the doubt that pervaded the atmosphere was reflected in their gazes.The scrutiny became more intense as I got closer to the temporary platform where pack leaders normally addressed the members. The looks on the sea on faces ranged from mistrust to flat-out incredulity. It became very apparent how difficult it was for me to gain their trust.I inhaled deeply before going up on stage, with everyone in
CATHERINE'S POV I was faced with the enormous issue of bringing the pack together, which was weighing heavily on my mind. As two women propelled into roles of authority, Lizzie and I took the lead in this initiative, trying to mend the broken strands of trust and create a unity of sorts.Lizzie and I met in the large study, which was filled with expensive cherry furnishings and bookcases that held innumerable books. As we sat opposite from one another, the weight of duty falling on our heads like a thick blanket, the environment crackled with a feeling of purpose."I had not signed in for this one," Lizzie said, her resolve and doubt visible in her eyes. I sympathized with her; the unanticipated course of events had thrown us into unanticipated roles."Not a single of us did," I said, looking her in the eye. However, we have been given the responsibility of keeping this pack together. We must figure out how to make it function."The stone walls of the study, covered in the understand
CATHERINE'S POV The load of Philip's faith descended upon me as I neared the magnificent assembly hall, the scene of the pack's gathering for a funeral. Seeking a ray of light amid the ocean of sorrow, the weeping werewolves shifted their focus to me. I realized then and there that true leadership is a careful balance between sensitivity and power.I inhaled deeply, calling up the inner power, and entered the hallway prepared to face the obstacles that lay ahead. The mansion, which had once been a stronghold of authority, now served as a furnace whereby the pack's connections would be put to the proof and renewed.The force of the Luna cloak pressed down on me as I waited at the entrance to the magnificent assembly hall. The collective look of the pack, looking for guidance and comfort, made the weight of my newfound responsibilities even more real. I looked to my confidante, Lizzie, and saw tenacity and compassion in the deepest parts of her eyes.The weight of the mission ahead hun
CATHERINE'S POV The devastating news that brought shivers of sadness through the Blood Slashing Pack was heavy on every stride, and the vast house resounded with solemn tones of loss. With sad heart, I made my way through the corridors, dodging the sea of dejected expressions and muffled cries that seemed to permeate the space. The pack was enveloped in grief as word of Philip's passing raced like lightning.The group was in disarray after learning of Philip's alleged death, and their souls were left with a chasm that could not be filled by words of sympathy. I felt the burden of the pack's sorrow bearing toward me as Luna, and I had a duty to stand as a rock of support at this time of sharedThe somber tones of sadness filled the vast estate, resonating through the enormous hallways and passages like an eerie sonata of sorrow. As Luna, I felt the weight of duty bearing upon me, the sorrowful news that had covered the whole Blood Slashing Pack in sorrow weighing down on myself with e
CATHERINE'S POV Every day that passed seemed like a lifetime spent inside the confines of my room. What had previously felt like a golden prison had become a painful expanse of loneliness over two weeks. Furnished with opulent furniture, the room had turned into a haven and a jail.With Ana, my darling little daughter curled up in my arms, there was only one thing to feel better in this stuffy environment. Her innocent look was blind to the struggle swirling inside of me as I attended to her needs, the burden of duty pressing down on me. Even with the room bathed in a subdued brightness from the glowing sunlight filtering through the drapes, the cold that persisted in my heart persisted.The loud ticking of the elaborate wall clock reverberated throughout the room, serving as a constant reminder that time was passing at an excruciatingly slow pace. Two weeks had passed between my fingers like sand grains, and I was left entangled in the opulent maze of affluence that had become a res
LIZZIE'S POVI jumped through the table, my chest still thumping from the rage, and the opulence of the mansion's dining room vanished behind me. I was drawn outside by the scent of the neighboring garden in the evening air. To process the storm of feelings Philip's plea had unleashed inside of me, I wanted the comfort of wide-open spaces.Stepping out of the warm shelter of the evening, I was met by the expansive estate stretching before me. The sky was tinted pink as well as orangeas the sun sank low in the horizon, creating a pleasant glow. I took cover from the deluge of contradictory ideas on a seat tucked away in the garden, the calming sounds of the natural world providing a moment's reprieve.My thoughts raced with questions as I sat down on the bench. What made Philip decide to stage his death t
PHILIP'S POV The sound of my footsteps reverberated across the lavish area, which was opposed to the secret choice I had chosen. Lizzie was sitting at the dining table staring at me expectantly and with anxiety in her eyes.I said, quietly but firmly, "Lizzie, we need to talk."A frown began to develop on her eyebrows as she lifted her head from her plate. Our dining room was spacious and well-furnished, which only served to heighten the significance of the talk that was about to take place."What's happening, Philip?" she said, searching my eyes for information.I sat down across opposite her, the enormity of the speech I intended to utter amplified by the oppressive quiet of the room. "I've accepted a choice, and that's significant because it includes the pack's safety and the possibility of Stanley's treason."Lizzie's eyes narrowed, a mixture of worry and fascination. "Exactly what somewhat choice?"Leaning forward, I placed my palms on the shiny dining tabletop. "I'm about to fa
PHILIP'S POV As I left my house and the small comforts of the family behind, I was met by lengthy shadows from the rising light and relentless trials ahead. Dissatisfaction echoed like spirits in the air, and the familiar smells of the complex told narratives of a pack in disorder.I couldn't stop thinking about Catherine's captivity in our house; the conflict between my responsibilities as an Alpha and a parent kept me restless all the time. I was having trouble sifting through the complicated web that had been created by the pack's requirements, Stanley's lurking danger, and Catherine's deceit.I could hear the pack members' disgruntled whispers as I strolled around the complex. With each second of hesitation that went by, the once-unwavering loyalty that held us together appeared to wane. As the second mate to Philip, I found myself in a difficult position where my loyalty was needed to balance the pack's expectations with Philip's unclear objectives.Beneath my skin was a seethin
LIZZIE'S POVMy wolf was aware of my uneasiness and was restless, just like me. An eerie silence had descended upon the pack ever since Catherine's duplicity was exposed, leaving me to deal with the unnerving fallout from my choice to reveal her.I had known all along just what I wanted to do: expose Catherine's betrayal, provoke Philip's fury, and see as he banishes her, cutting the treacherous thread that jeopardized the cohesion of our pack. However, when the days grew into evenings, the anticipated removal never occurred. Rather, Catherine stayed imprisoned within our Alpha's house, a live symbol of the treachery that hung over us like a shadow.My thoughts were tinged with doubt. Why was Philip so attached to Catherine, the beast who had woven a false web to get within our pack? Was he unaware of the threat she created, or was perhaps a more nuanced reality at play that I was unable to discern?I walked erratically into the center of the courtyard, a raging sea of questions racin