Torn Between Two Alphas

The man was reeling from what he just heard. 

He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe what he just heard but the seer had no reason to lie to him. The seer had been the one he had always used, the one who had guided him on the right part so there was no way he'd be lying to him but that couldn't be possible.

Everything he had worked hard for, everything he had strived hard for until this point couldn't possibly go into thin air just because of a prophecy.

There had to be something. 

There has to be a way out.

"There must be a way out, old one," He looked into the blank eyes of the man before him, "There must be something we can do to avoid this calamity."

"I'm afraid," The old one started, his fingers moving in a semicircle on the floor, "There's nothing that can stop the prophecy from coming true for the gods have ordained this so it must come to pass."

No, no, no! His head was reeling, his mind working in overdrive, there must be something, anything that can be done to salvage this. He wasn't going to sit back, fold his hands and watch everything he had strived so hard for go up in flames. 

"Old one," He pleaded and the seer sniffed.

"Alpha, there's nothing we can do to stop the words of the gods from coming into pass."

There was a pause. He noticed that in the seer's words. There was a pause which means there was something that can be done and the seer was keeping it from him.

"Old one," He said, injecting so much alpha command into his voice and the old one slightly tensed up, "Tell me what's ok with your mind, tell the way out that you want to keep away from me."

The seer did not say anything for a while, he just kept staring into his eyes as if he was reading deep into his soul as if he could read him which was bullshit because the seer was blind, has been blind before he was even born.

"Yes, Alpha, there's a way but I'm afraid it's going to be a very dangerous one, full of bloodshed, pains, and deaths. I think it's better we just allow things to unfold naturally instead of getting in the way."

His heart leaped for joy. There was a way out. That was all that mattered. He didn't care what it was going to cause him or what blood was going to get shared.

He didn't care about any of that.

The only thing he cared about was stopping that damned prophesy about that damned omega.

And he was so going to stop it no matter what it takes.