Se connecterBrynn
This was the final stretch of this competition.
It was going to determine which pack in the kingdom was the best and I knew that my pack always won and that was why we had been the supreme rulers for the past a hundred or so years.
Frynn and I had to win because I also wanted to be the supreme ruler of Fiato kingdom after my dad.
I knew that many envied the Fiato family because it was like we were born to be emperors but who could blame us?
It all came in a package.
We were all handsome, alphas and strikingly talk.
We stood above everyone.
For example, Frynn and I just turned nineteen and look at us, we were seven feet two and we were even taller than after who was seven feet zero.
“Brynn? Stop daydreaming and row! I will kill you if they catch up with us,” my twin, Frynn called and I started rowing even harder.
This competition was held all over the kingdom.
This kingdom had a total of eleven packs and each pack had an alpha but a peace treaty was signed more than two hundred years ago where they were all to be united as one into a kingdom.
The kingdom bore the name of the ruling family.
My great grandfather won the competition a hundred or so years ago and it became the Fiato Kingdom.
Since then, we, the Fiato’s have been in power.
The competitions are held every twenty years and it is our turn now: my twin and I.
There were five phases to the competition and so far, we have won three and that means that we are the new rulers but rules dictate that we do all five of them because we may have cheated.
Beats me how one could cheat in a competition that had eyes all over and oracles who spell everything.
For example, if we tried to use a cheat to make this boat love faster, it would stop moving and everyone would know that we have cheated.
That would be the shame of the century.
The first part is the endurance part.
We compete to see who can carry a certain amount of weight the longest without putting it down.
This year, we were asked to carry boulders and each was two hundred kilograms.
Both my brother and I carried our boulders for a hundred and three hours without flinching and we put them down a day after the last one did.
In those four days and seven hours, we hadn't eaten or slept.
We have practised for this competition since the day we were born.
After that, the second phase was the speed competition.
We were to run a certain distance in both our human and wolf forms and see who came first.
This year's distance was a hundred and ten kilometres which we aced in flying colours.
The third part was the rescue part.
People were put in dangerous situations and it was upon the leaders to save them and we saved ours within no time only to discover that they were dummies but if we hadn't, the Edmund Pack would have lost two alphas in a fire, the Grinson Pack would have lost ten children in a landslide and such.
We saved ours from the fire, the landslide, the floods and from a wolfsbane poisoning.
This is the fourth one.
We are rowing the boat to the deep season and catch the biggest fish we can and bring it back to the stadium.
We have been taught swimming and fishing but this is the furthest we have ever come to the waters alone.
“You are men now and I believe that you can bring us a shark or even a whale," dad said and I snorted.
“Da, have you forgotten that it is a boat and not a yacht?" I asked him.
"I know Frynn, it's a boat but you two are alphas and Fiatos.
Be a Fiato,” he said and Frynn and I looked at each other.
We are used to dad confusing us.
He doesn't know which one is Brynn and which one is Frynn but he occasionally gets it right.
The only one we can never fool is mama and our nanny.
I don't know how they are able to tell us apart but they do.
There, let's dock there and go underwater,” I tell Frynn when we see a huge boulder.
We anchor the boat and we swim underwater looking for the biggest fish we can catch.
We aren't allowed to carry any weapon and we are supposed to hunt underwater with just our bare hands or fangs.
I really don't know what we are looking for and we swim around for a while and we catch a mantra.
We slice it and we hope that the blood will lure something big and it doesn't take long.
A shark swims towards us and I hope that it's alone.
We change into our wolves and although water isn't our forte in this form, it is the quickest way to kill a shark.
A fight ensues between us and the shark and we win after a bloody battle.
It is so huge that if we put it in the boat, we won't have anywhere to sit.
“Let's tie it with a rope behind the boat and then we will take turns rowing and pushing," Frynn says and I like the idea.
We do just that and I am the first to row.
It's hard but the pushing at the back makes it bearable.
“What's that?" I noticed something floating in the water.
“Where?" Frynn asks and he sees it.
Let me check,” he says and I tell him to be careful.
We are in the middle of the sea and it could be anything but it looks shiny so you never know.
We could have discovered a treasure.
“It's a girl," Frynn shouts and I think I have heard wrong.
“What?" I shout back.
“It's a girl," he says as he swims back with strong one handed strokes holding the girl with the other.
“Is she dead?" I ask.
“Maybe, I don't know. She looks so pale," he says as he hauls her into the boat.
I notice two other boats in the distance and I know we have to hurry.
We put the girl on the floor of the boat and we start rowing.
It takes longer with all the added wright and we are the second to arrive in the stadium.
I am not worried though after I see what the others have caught.
They can't measure up to the shark we have and on top of that, we have a girl.
She isn't dead after an elder checks and orders she be taken to the hospital.
She looked so beautiful but had a lot of scars as if she had been beaten and then thrown into the lake for sharks to feast.
Anyway, it's time to prepare for the final test: who can kill the largest number of prey in the no man zone forest within thirty minutes.
“You okay?" I ask Frynn who looks lost as we walk to the hostel to take a bath and rest our sore muscles.
We rowed that boat for hundreds of kilometres.
“That girl, I can't get her out of my mind. There is just something about her," Frynn answers me and I start.
I thought it was only me.
MiaThe world feels… quiet. Not the kind of quiet that comes after devastation. No. This quiet is warm, gentle and alive.It hums with something I’ve never truly known before: Peace.I sit by the wide window of our chambers, the morning light spilling over my skin like a blessing, and for the first time in what feels like forever, my heart is not racing toward the next disaster. It’s simply… full.In my arms, two tiny bodies shift, soft breaths brushing against my skin in uneven little puffs. I glance down, my lips curving before I can stop them.They look so alike, so impossibly alike. Two identical little faces, both peaceful in sleep, both wrapped in soft blankets that the pack women insisted on making themselves. Their tiny fists curl and uncurl like they’re grasping dreams I can’t yet see.My children.Our children.A breath catches in my throat, and I press a kiss to the crown of one tiny head… then the other.“We made it,” I whisper.The words feel fragile, like if I say them t
The world had once feared what she would become. Now, it would learn to live under her light.MiaPain. It is the first thing I know.Not sharp. Not fleeting. It's endless.It crashes through me in waves, each one stronger than the last, dragging breath from my lungs and leaving me trembling in its wake. My fingers clutch the sheets beneath me, twisting fabric into fists as another contraction tears through my body.“Breathe, Mia… breathe…”Frynn’s voice.Steady, grounding and I cling to it.Brynn is on my other side, his hand wrapped tightly around mine, his thumb brushing over my knuckles in a rhythm that almost, almost, pulls me back from the edge of the storm raging inside me.“I am breathing,” I gasp, though it comes out broken, uneven.Another wave builds. I feel it before it hits, deep, rising and unstoppable.My entire body tenses and then it crashes. I cry out, the sound ripped from somewhere primal, something older than magic, older than power. My wolf stirs beneath the pain
BrynnIt begins with a scream. Not of pain alone but of something ancient being torn open.I am already awake when it happens.The bond drags me from sleep like a blade across my spine sharp, immediate and undeniable. One moment there is darkness, the quiet breath of night in the castle, and the next, fire.Not mine. Hers.“Mia…”I am on my feet before the name fully leaves my mouth, Frynn crashing through the adjoining doors at the same time, eyes wild, chest heaving as if he had been the one running.We don’t speak.We don’t need to.The bond is a living thing now, threaded between the three of us, pulsing with her pain, her fear, her strength.Her labor.Another scream tears through the castle, echoing off the stone walls, shaking something deep in my bones and the world answers.The ground trembles beneath our feet.Frynn’s head snaps toward the window. “Do you feel that?”“I feel everything,” I rasp.We move together, pushing through the doors into her chambers and the air hits u
MiaThe ring settles on my finger like it belongs there. Like it always has. It's warm. It's alive. It's steady. I stare at it for a moment longer than I mean to, watching how it catches the firelight. Gold melting into silver, into something softer, something almost… breathing.Then Frynn’s hand closes over mine. Brynn’s follows. Three hands. One pulse and just like that, the tension breaks.“Now…” the Old One says, his voice carrying just enough authority to quiet the space for a heartbeat. Then, louder, almost amused… “let us make merry.”It happens all at once. A single howl splits the air. Then another. And another. Until the sound rises, layered, wild and unrestrained, echoing across the mountains like a living thing finally set free.I feel it in my chest. In my bones. In the bond. Joy.Raw. Untamed. Shared.The field transforms before my eyes. Torches flare brighter, flames dancing higher as if they too have been waiting for this moment. Lanterns are lit in quick succession,
MiaI feel them before I see them.Thousands.No, more.The valley breathes with them.It rises beneath my feet as I step onto the stone path carved into the mountain’s heart, the air alive with something I cannot name but somehow understand. It hums through my veins, answering the power that has never truly settled inside me.Not since that night.Not since I became… this.The Hybrid Queen.The name still feels foreign in my mind but not in the world because today, the world has come to see it.The valley stretches wide beneath an open sky, cradled by mountains that touch the heavens. It is sacred ground, older than the kingdoms, older than the wars, older than the hatred that once divided wolves and witches and today, it belongs to us.To me.I swallow as I take another step forward. The path opens and I see them.Packs.Endless packs.They fill the valley like a living tide, wolves from Fiato, of course, but beyond them… others. Packs I have never seen. Territories I have only hear
BrynnI have faced war. I have stood in blood-soaked fields, watched kingdoms bend, felt the weight of crowns and decisions that could end lives with a word. None of it, none of it has ever undone me the way she does now.Mia stands at the edge of the dais, the night wrapped around her like something alive. The valley winds move through her hair, silver strands catching the moonlight, glowing faintly as if the sky itself has marked her as its own.She is quiet. Not fragile. Never fragile. But… still. And that stillness unnerves me more than any battle ever has.Frynn leans beside me, arms crossed, but I can feel him the same way I feel my own heartbeat now, through the bond that ties the three of us together in ways I still don’t fully understand.He is restless. Nervous. Trying not to show it.“She’s thinking too much again,” he mutters under his breath.I almost smile.“She’s allowed to,” I reply quietly because she is.After everything she’s survived… everything she’s become… She i
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