All Chapters of The Alpha's Sacred Oath: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

**LUCIEN**Late nights that never end. That's what my life is. The smell of stale beer, warm liquor, and cheap perfume filling through the air. Nothing but slutty shewolves walking around in tight or hardly any clothing. Men with no mates, dead mates, or who don't care about their mates. slowly wasting away.Constantly churning in my stomach, sticking to me like a second skin. Embedding it's stench to me.I've literally spent my whole life trying to be the best of the best. Just to be told that it was for nothing. That it was just to be a backup plan. Number is what I'll always be."Lucien, you need to head back to the pack house. Your brother is trying to mind link you. He needs you there now." The bartender Chris tells me. I'm a regular he

**LUCIEN**   A whole damn month and I am slowly starting to enjoy this little town. I still drink. But not nearly as much as I used to. But still enough to smell it on me.    The job I was given was in a butcher shop. Like here I am this huge, alpha blooded werewolf, chopping up meat for a living. Ridiculous. But it's nice when I can take some home. I have found my favorite thing to do is sit out on my deck where it overhangs with no roof, watch the stars, and listen to the wind dancing through the trees at night, downing a couple of beers. Sometimes I feel like I hear laughter or an angelic and melodious voice but then other times I feel like I'm going crazy.    There is a hint of vanilla and caramel in the air. The sweet aroma always makes my whole body tingle and go crazy, like in ov

**LUCIEN** I have been restless the last few weeks since only seeing the silhouette of the woman and her two children. The cutest little kids I have ever seen in my life.The little boy was brunette and looked smart for his age, always scanning his surroundings. And the little girl was so precious. Like a princess but a second mama all in one. And their mother, holding onto them for dear life. Worry shaking through her body. I want to find her. See her face. I wonder if I can find anyone around town that might know her. Just as I am trying to leave the butcher shop this Saturday afternoon we start to get completely slammed. We usually have a lot of boyfriends and husbands here getting a list of meats for their wives and households. They would say things like, “Only a man knows the correct cuts of meat. T

**LUCIEN**    She decided to stay at her little studio house last night. I sent 3 warriors to keep an eye on all the exits just in case someone tried to break in.    Unfortunately, instead of helping her move into the new house today, I am on my way to see my pain in the a*s brother. I'm hoping before I leave I can see my mother.    I'm pulling into the pack, when I see warriors on the borders patrolling. Nodding to me. Waving. Some even smile at me. When I pull up to the packhouse though, the light hearted feeling I felt is gone. There's a looming feeling. Something is happening.    I get out of my car and I am greeted by a couple of warriors asking how I am. I smile, it feels good to know that even though no one has

**LUCIEN**     I can’t think straight. I can’t see through this blurred vision. The rage I am feeling is deafening. I don’t know why I feel so connected to Monica or her kids. Or why I feel the need to protect her. And the THOUGHT of someone getting to her, hurting her, taking her from my sight…    I can’t even explain the fire I feel in my chest because of it. But what I do know is no one is going to harm her. I would lay my life at the feet of my enemies for those three. It’s indescribable but when I saw that now the threats were being delivered to her door. I lost it.    ‘I’m going to tell her. I don’t care if she doesn’t like me afterwards. Her knowing what I am will help her understand why I want to protect her.’ I told Ragnar. He is just as enraged as