ALPHA ASHER.As I stepped out of the Packhouse, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over me. The number of guards standing outside was overwhelming and it felt like they were all there just to keep us contained. I turned to Raya, the queen of the Pack, and asked her why there were so many guards."Raya, what's the meaning of all these guards?" I asked, my voice laced with concern.She looked at me with sadness in her eyes and simply said, "These are not good days."Lia, who had been walking next to me, chimed in with a melancholic tone, "These days are not good days,I couldn't help but feel a knot form in my stomach as I looked around at the guards. William and the guard behind us were chatting and laughing, but I could tell that even they were on edge. Something was definitely wrong and I couldn't shake the feeling that we were in danger.As we made our way through the guards and outside the Pack, I couldn't help but feel like we were being watched. The hairs on the bac
ALPHA LANCE.As I slowly woke up from my slumber, I rubbed my eyes and sat up on my bed. I glanced out the window and saw the first light of dawn creeping through the darkness.I let out a deep sigh and got out of bed, slipping on my robe. The robe was a soft, warm material that had been passed down from generation to generation of Alpha wolves. It was made of a dark green color and had intricate golden patterns woven into the fabric.I walked towards the window and looked out at the Pack. Everything was still, the only sounds that could be heard were the chirping of crickets and the occasional hoot of an owl. The sky was still dark, speckled with millions of stars that twinkled above me. It was a peaceful scene, one that I loved waking up to.I walked towards the door, feeling a sudden hunger. I decided to go down to the kitchen and grab a quick breakfast. As I made my way through the Pack, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and contentment.The Pack was quiet and calm, a sig
ALPHA LANCE.I return to my room, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me. My thoughts are racing, trying to piece together the best way to proceed with the mission ahead. I sit down in my armchair and try to calm my heart, which is pounding against my chest. The eerie silence in my room only adds to the overwhelming feeling of uncertainty.I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to clear my mind. But my thoughts continue to race, and I find it hard to sleep again. The sky outside is gradually lightening, the darkness of night slowly giving way to the light of day.I think about the last time Ryan suggested that we go to war. It was a catastrophe, one that I would never want to experience again. But I know that this time is different. This time, we have a real chance of reclaiming Lia, of taking back what was once ours.But there are risks involved, and I can't shake the feeling of doubt that has settled in my mind. What if something goes wrong? What if I fail? The thought i
Alpha Lance."Good morning, Alpha," one of them greets me, bowing in reverence."Good morning," I reply, taking in the array of weapons and armor that line the walls.The armory was quite a busy place, the sound of clanging metal and low voices filling the air. The new generals were already at work, selecting their weapons and checking their armor for any signs of wear. Down the long line of weapons were a group of men, gathered around a bunch of blades, dangerously brandishing it against one another and chatting among themselves.I made my way to the shelves that held the weapons and carefully selected a few daggers. These weapons were small, but deadly considering the fact that some of them which were meant only for my usage except on very dire instances contained very deadly poisons that could destroy and wreak havoc to the body in a matter of minutes.I picked up one of the daggers and examined it closely. It was a work of art. The blade was sharp and gleamed in the light, and th
Alpha Lance.I stood at the edge of the pavement that overlooked my pack. As the sun began to set and the darkness began to creep in, a strange sense of excitement built up in me. I could see the lights in the distance, indicating life within the pack, and I could feel my heart beating faster in anticipation of the mission to come.I was looking for you” Ryan’s voice sounded behind me, his footsteps sounded after.Ryan's all-black attire is made of a tight-fitting fabric that accentuates his muscular physique. The material was lightweight and breathable, perfect for a mission that involves a lot of movement. He also wore a black hooded jacket with a high collar that shields his neck from the cold.The jacket had zippers on the sleeves and pockets on the sides, which provided easy access to his weapons. Underneath the jacket, he has a tight black shirt that clings to his chest and abdomen. The shirt has long sleeves that cover his arms to the wrist. His pants are also black and are ma
ALPHA ASHER.I sit across from Lia in my room, trying to figure out a way to get myself to trust him. Lia is perched on the edge of the couch, looking at me with a skeptical expression."I'm not sure we can trust him," she says, shaking her head. "He's too friendly, too willing to help. It's almost as if he's trying to lull us into a false sense of security."I lean back in my chair, thinking. "He's a king," I say, my voice low. "Kings have to be diplomatic, even in times of war. It doesn't mean he's not trustworthy."Lia shakes her head again. "I don't know, Asher. It just seems too good to be true."I take a deep breath, thinking about all the possible strategies we could use. "What if we pretend to be interested in an alliance with him? We could use that as a way to get close to him, figure out his true intentions."Lia looks thoughtful. "It's risky," she says. "But it might work. We just have to be careful not to reveal too much about our own plans."We continue to debate differe
ALPHA ASHER'S POVI entered the Packhouse and walked past the guards stationed at the door. My head was bowed low in thought, going through the conversation I had with Lia earlier.I couldn't shake off the feeling that she was right about the Lycan King, but I also couldn't ignore the fact that we needed his support. My thoughts were interrupted by the sight of General Edgar walking towards me."Good evening, Alpha Asher. I'm glad to see you're back safely," he said in a formal tone, bowing slightly."Thank you, Edgar. I was just about to ask you how have things been in my absence buy I've been very busy and stressed as of late?" I asked, as he handed me a stack of reports."No threats, Alpha. Everything has been peaceful," he replied, and I heaved a sigh of relief.I went through the reports quickly, making notes of important things. As I finished, I looked up at Edgar and asked, "We talked about the recruitments shortly before I left. And things haven't changed for the better, in fa
ALPHA LANCE'S POVThe woods were thick, with the trees towering high above us, their branches intermingling to form a dense canopy overhead. The moon was full, casting an eerie glow over the landscape that made it seem almost otherworldly. We walked in silence, my heart beating fast in my chest as I felt the weight of the night bearing down on me. The darkness seemed to swallow us up, making me feel vulnerable and exposed.Suddenly, we heard the howls in the distance. They were loud, so loud that they seemed to echo through the entire forest. They were the kind of howls that made your blood run cold, that made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end. I looked over at Ryan, who was walking next to me, and saw that his hand was already on the hilt of his sword. We both knew that we had to be ready for anything.We kept walking, our pace quickening slightly as we tried to move through the forest as quietly as possible. But the howls grew louder and more frequent, and we knew that