Chapter twenty four

Rory POV

I was sitting at home, in my parents palace when I felt my whole world crash and burn. The pain in my heart was shattering, then the connection to my father broke and more connections formed to alphas, either my father just passed the throne or… no he can’t, he’s fine. I concentrate on his face and try to link him, ‘papa? Come on stop playing I know you’re there’. Nothing came back, no connection, no he can’t be, there’s no chance he lost in the war.

I felt my sister, Lill, open a connection but it wasn’t just to me ‘Alpha King Angus Robertson is dead, long live the new Alpha King, Goddess save the Alpha King Rory Robertson!’ She closed the link. The whole kingdom howled as I ran to my balcony, this can’t be true, I howl alongside them, not just for the loss of my King but my father, my confidant, my best friend.

I’m not ready to rule a kingdom, I’m not ready to be king and I don’t think I ever will be. 

Walking back into my room, I lean against my wall, sinking to the floor. My face in my hands, when a thought comes to my mind, Lillias could rule, yes, with Silas by her side she would rule fairly.

Thinking of my sister, I bring her image to the front of my mind ‘Lillias?’, she doesn’t hear me, she might be too far away, shit. I don’t want to be king, I don’t want this life, she’s older it should be her.

Within a couple of minutes, I feel the link open on her side, ‘Lillias I don’t want it, I, Rory Robertson reject my claim to the throne and therefore pass it onto Lillias Steel as the rightful Queen’. 

I broke the link before she could reply, jumping from my balcony and shifting into Shaw midfall, I run into the forest behind the palace. My heart breaking, ‘father?’ I try to open the link while running, hitting branches while I’m blinded by the link. It wouldn’t open, not even a slither of an attachment to open the link, I stop trying. As my eyes become clear I realise I’m about to run headfirst into a tree, tears streaming down my face even in Shaw’s form I’m crying. I have no time to change direction, I’m going too fast, closing my eyes, I hope this doesn’t hurt.

The pain doesn’t come, so I open my eyes, the tree is an inch if that in front of my face, but my paws no longer feel the dirt under them. I look around and see a beautiful fuchsia haired woman, her eyes are the same shade of pink, “Your highness, am I too late?” her question seems odd, late for what? Shifting back to my human form I realise I’m levitating above the ground “You have me at a disadvantage Miss, you know who I am but whom are you? And late for what?” she walks around me, slowly I am lowered back to the ground, where I flex my toes into the mossy dirt.

“Oh, please pardon my rudeness my King, I am Tallulah Weir, I’ve been looking for you”. The title she gives me throws me a little, how does she know that I’m the King? Well that I was the King anyway, nothing makes sense except one thing, this woman is a witch, a young one at that.

“Well hello Tallulah, you still haven’t answered my second question, late to what?” I ask, as frustration passes though my being. “I am too late, your no longer King are you, you rejected the title and as soon as the goddess accepts it you will become rogue.” Goddess? What goddess? I passed the title to my sister not a goddess.

Walking forward, I smell a heavenly scent of lavender mixed with coffee and freshly cut grass, Shaw was going crazy in the back of my mind, pacing around like he didn’t know what to do with himself except growl ‘mate’ at me. “Nice to meet you Shaw” Tallulah speaks with such confidence like she knew that he would come forward and be watching her, “I don’t think your human counterpart trusts me yet, but time will tell my mate”.

As she stares at my naked body which I used to feel at ease with, I put my hand in the nearest hollow log and pull out some gym shorts, slipping them on I feel all the connections I had break, dropping to my knees as I feel the power I once held disappear, the power of a King, an alpha and the strength I had from being in a pack, left me in a single breath. The pain that shot through me hurt, not just my heart but my head. “Rory you’re going to be okay, I’m here, just as it was foreseen”.

Lillias had accepted her new position as queen, Tallulah was right, I am now the rogue prince.

**authors note**

I've put this as a free chapter as my way of apologising for being away so long.

hoping to go back to updating twice a week.

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