Tristan's perspective.

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• Conflicted - Twist of Fate.    A new beginning - Smut warning ⚠️

  Nathanial's perspective: "You doing okay?" Cassie's voice showing the consistent compassion she has since I found out they were coming. "I don't know" feeling happy to have someone I trust to talk about it all. "She hurt you, it's going to be hard to be the one to help her" her voice calming as she places her hand on my shoulder. We're standing in the empty private gym, a forgotten punching bag in front of me as I thought it might help to work out some frustration. "I don't feel it anymore though" I admit, a thought that's been messing with my mind. "I mean I remember it all, but it feels like a different life" I turn, taking in her features. The way her dark red hair frames her face, her eyes always understanding and compassionate while a kick ass attitude comes into play when we fight. She's amazing. 'You're falling for her' Croxus says in our mind, 'Would that be so bad?' I ask him. I won't force him into something he doesn't agree with. I've hurt him enough. 'It's okay with me;

• Conflicted - Twist of Fate.    Off to the Red Mountain Pack.

  Tristan's perspective:We worked out the journey to leave the car at the nearest road. We then have about a 30 minute run ahead, which isn't bad at all. We're about 15 minutes from where we will leave the car and Armina has been silent the entire drive. It's driving me crazy as I wish I could read her mind, find any way to get through to her. Atleast I should be grateful she agreed to come although that alone resulted in some weird questions from her part. She asked me if there would be female wolves, when I said yes she was suddenly packing her bags and walking willingly to the car. I half thought I was going to have to restrain her to get her in so I guess this is a small win. Her lips are tight as she stares silent out the window. The packs were not fond of the idea of us going alone, they felt their king and queen needed to be protected. I couldn't allow it. Aiden was needed to keep things going and I didn't want anyone outside of him and Grace to know what is happening with Arm

• Conflicted - Twist of Fate.    Reuniting

  Nathanial's perspective:It's been two weeks here at the Red Mountain pack and honestly it's the most at peace I have felt in my entire life. The way the pack runs, it's not all about preparing for war it's about peace and harmony. Between the protection the witches offer and the strength of the wolves here they've got protection covered. Especially when most packs don't even know they exist, keeping their business seperate has created something wonderful here. My mother is truly a kind and unique soul. The day she brought me into her home the room had several baby photos of Tristan and I along with candles and special prayer candles for our safety. She shared how she had the witches check in on us and how proud she was of what she heard back. It was hard when I asked why she didn't ever come back, but when she explained her fears it was understandable. She didn't want to hurt us either, but she also apologised because it has always been her biggest regret. My peace however also has

• Conflicted - Twist of Fate.    Two weeks later.

  Tristan: I'm so lost. Armina has barely left our room in the last two weeks. The day she accepted the Queen role I saw the change in her eyes. The packs have returned home, I've been flooded with different requests for funding, assistance with training; horticulture assistance and the lists never seem to end. I was hesitant to take on this role when I thought I'd have Armina by my side, trying to do it without her has been hell. Aiden has tried to speak with her and to be honest has been my sanity during this time. Shayne, recognised the changes and went off to seek answers, worried that either the pregnancy or the new role has played a part in her suddenly distancing herself from all of us. It's not just the distance, it's her eyes, her demeanour, everything. All of the compassion and love she has shown everyone around her has faded. She shows no interest in being around anyone. Myself included at times. I make sure to bring her food, try to encourage her to come outside and be in

• Conflicted - Twist of Fate.    The Red Mountain Pack. (Nathanial)

  Nathanial: We've been travelling for days, everything blurring together. Mira has kept us from running into trouble, using a lot of her power to keep us hidden; our tracks untraceable as we move to what feels like the middle of no where. It's our final stretch, atleast that's what she said this morning before we started off. Croxus is tired, the days spent running; hunting for food and making sure to keep alert for any stray rogues. I feel the change in the environment when we cross the barrier. This is pack lands; I stiffen, Mira gently patting me to let me know to let her down as she jumps to the ground. "We seek an audience with Layla Hurst" she speaks bodly, I feel the wolves circling; several in the trees as Croxus growls, waiting for attack. "Calm Croxus" Mira scolds us, "Tell her that her son Nathanial wishes to speak with her" she continues. Everything is silent. The wolves coming no closer the seconds tick by. Soon it's been over twenty minutes, Croxus becoming restless a

• Conflicted - Twist of Fate.    The journey forward - Nathanial

  Mira has already packed bags, filled with essentials; food, water, clothes. When I look closer I notice the clothes are not just for her, several familiar outfits of mine sitting near the top. "You saw this coming?" I ask, looking at her as her eyes look down. "I see many different pathways, you know this" she states, "It's okay" I find myself responding, "I'm glad you were prepared, I didn't even think of packing" I respond. Pulling the bags over my back, she smiles, "You're taking this a lot better than I thought you would", her tone suprised. "I don't have much choice" I almost laugh, "But thanks to you I'm not completely alone in it all" I answer. I'm truly grateful for her, she's the only friend I have left in this world. "Time to go" her legs moving towards the door. I nod, "How far are we talking?" I ask, "Well that depends on how fast Croxus can run with me on his back" she answers. 'I've got her' Croxus answers, 'I'm sorry' I respond to him, knowing he'd still be hurting.