Ralph
The long-awaited day of the meeting had finally arrived. I was set to claim my new breeder from the Moonlight pack, the daughter of Alpha Grayson. The Greyhound pack and the Moonlight pack had been at odds for five years after a tragic incident in which my brother was killed by a Moonlight pack guard. This event ignited a deep-seated animosity in me, fueling my desire for revenge. However, I eventually sought to establish peace through a strategic agreement with Alpha Grayson. In exchange for his daughter's hand as my breeder, I would forgive the past and end the longstanding feud. Callan!, "I called for my Beta and commander. He quickly arrived, and I gave him my orders: 'Prepare a few guards and our cars. We're leaving for the Moonlight pack soon. 'Yes, your Majesty’, Callan replied, and bowed briefly before hurrying to carry out my instructions." For years, I had been urgently searching for an heir. A witch, whose daughter I had taken as a breeder, had cursed me with a prophecy of a short life and warned that any Luna I chose would lead to my downfall. This dark prediction drove me to find a successor to ensure the Greyhound pack's throne would remain secure after I was gone. We arrived at the Moonlight Pack several hours later. As we took in our surroundings, I noted the serene atmosphere and lush woods, reminiscent of a traditional pack, a stark contrast to my own, which has little to no wooded areas. "Lovely," I muttered under my breath, nodding my head. "I love it here. What do you think, Callan?" I asked, noticing he was distracted by the beautiful young maidens hovering around the pack. "Callan!" I yelled, my eyes wide. "Compose yourself. We're not here to find you a Luna." "I'm sorry, sir," Callan replied, quickly regaining his composure, a look of fear on his face. Upon exiting the vehicle, I was greeted by several maidens who welcomed me with respect. However, I also overheard whispers among them, speculating about my intentions regarding my soon to be breeder. "Oh, poor Otsana, I really feel for her," I overheard someone whisper. "How will she cope in the hands of this cruel Alpha?" This statement prompted me to raise my brows and stare at them, compelling them to leave my sight. My guards also dispersed them as they secured the area. Although I dismissed their gossip, the name Otsana resonated deeply. It was different from the name "Sophia" that my Beta, Callan, had given me as my breeder, after he visited the Moonlight pack a few days ago. Otsana was the name of the mysterious woman who appeared in my dreams every night—the one prophesied to be my savior, my weakness, and my downfall. According to my seer, she was the only one capable of bearing me an heir. Despite years of searching for her, I had yet to find her. Thus, I chose to disregard the prophecy and pursue a breeder from another pack, hoping to secure an heir and ensure the future of the Greyhound Pack." "Could she be the one I've been searching for all these years? I don't think so," I muttered to myself, dismissing the thought. I then proceeded to make my way into the Moonlight pack house. "Hello, Alpha Ralph! What a pleasant surprise," Alpha Grayson said, walking towards me and jolting me out of my deep thought. "Are you surprised to see me? I thought I announced my arrival earlier," I replied sarcastically, confused by Alpha Grayson's remark. Alpha Grayson scoffed, "Oh, forgive my manners. A man has a lot on his mind, you wouldn't disagree," he said, a small smile creeping across his face. "I see," I replied with a sigh, taking in the environment as I walked in with my hands behind my back. "Hey, Callan," I called to my Beta, "tell the rest of the guards to wait behind. You're coming with me." "Yes, Your Majesty," Callan replied and quickly moved to carry out my orders. "Shall we?" Alpha Grayson urged. "Of course," I replied as we walked toward the pack house. Hoping to catch a glimpse of my breeder, I asked, "Where is she?" I tried to remember the name I was told a couple of days ago but had difficulties recalling it. "Please remind me of her name," I asked Alpha Grayson. "Otsana," Alpha Grayson immediately answered. "Otsana?" I murmured, feeling a bit confused. I turned to my Beta. "I thought you mentioned her name was Sophia." Callan looked equally puzzled and was about to speak when Alpha Grayson interrupted. "Here she is, my beautiful daughter, your breeder, Alpha Ralph," Alpha Grayson said, pointing at a young maiden who walked toward us with a smile on her face. "You're welcome, Your Majesty," she said gently, as she bowed to me. I was dumbfounded. She was the one. That face, that smile—I had seen them in my dreams. How could that be? I was confused, my gaze locked on her for what felt like an eternity. She stared back into my eyes as though she knew what was happening, as though she felt the same way I did. She was as beautiful as the morning sunshine, her skin radiant. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. At that moment, I found myself daydreaming about her, picturing her being crowned my Luna. Suddenly, I heard someone call out to me. "Alpha Ralph, Alpha Ralph," Alpha Grayson called, snapping me out of my daydream. "Oh, sorry, forgive me," I stammered, struggling to speak. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She had a sadness in her eyes, as though she was being forced to smile. "Otsana, you can go inside now. Go with the maids and get your things ready. The Alpha will summon you when it's time to depart," Alpha Grayson instructed her. As she was leaving, she turned back to stare at me again. "That's strange," I muttered under my breath, staring at her with a confused look. "What is happeningNothing, I," I said to my self. Suddenly, the name Sophia came to mind. I turned to Alpha Grayson to ask about the name change, but before I could speak, I felt myself dozing off. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground. Callan and the guards were calling me. "Are you okay, Your Majesty? Get him some water; he must be worn out from the journey," I heard Alpha Grayson order. But all I could see was Otsana. She was said to be my doom. Could the prophecy be happening already?~OtsanaTWO YEARS LATERThe sound of laughter echoed through the large packhouse as my twin boys darted past me, their tiny legs carrying them with surprising speed. They had inherited Ralph’s boundless energy and my mischievous spirit, a combination that kept the entire house on its toes. I leaned against the doorframe, a soft smile tugging at my lips as I watched Ralph chase after them, his deep laughter filling the space.“Gotcha!” Ralph exclaimed, scooping one of the boys up in his arms while the other giggled and tried to hide behind the couch. “Daddy’s too slow!” shouted Liam, the braver of the two, sticking his tongue out before Ralph mock-growled and lunged for him, sending him into fits of laughter.Life had changed so much in these past two years. Ralph’s curse had been broken the moment he marked me as his mate. The dark cloud that had once loomed over him dissipated, leaving behind a man who was capable of love, laughter, and boundless devotion. Together, we rebuilt what
~RalphThe hospital room was too quiet, save for the faint hum of the machines monitoring Otsana. My heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest as I paced the length of the room. We needed to leave before Noah arrived. Every second wasted was a chance for him to track us down. I turned to Otsana, her pale face pulling at something deep inside me. “Come on, Otsana,” I said gently, touching her shoulder. “We need to go now.” She blinked at me, clearly exhausted, but she nodded weakly. I helped her sit up, her body frail and unsteady. She was strong—too strong—but even she couldn’t fight against the poison wreaking havoc inside her. “Ralph, hurry up!” Jasper hissed from the doorway, his eyes darting down the hallway. “We don’t have time for this!” I ignored him, focusing on Otsana. Her breathing was shallow, and just as I was about to help her stand, her body jerked violently. “Otsana?” I froze, watching in horror as she started convulsing. Her head snapped back, her
~NoahThe trembling maid stood before me, her knees almost buckling under the weight of her guilt. She couldn’t even meet my gaze. "Who sent you to poison Otsana?" I asked again, my voice as sharp and cold as a blade. Her lips quivered. “It… it was Dara, your betrothed.” I froze. Time seemed to stop as her words sank in. Dara. That manipulative, power-hungry witch. My fists clenched so hard I thought my knuckles would crack. "Dara?" I repeated, my tone low, dangerous. "Y-Yes, my lord," the maid stammered. "She... she paid me to do it." I cursed under my breath, anger flooding my veins. My vision blurred with red for a moment, and it took every ounce of restraint not to lash out. That woman… she dared to attack Otsana, my queen-to-be? The maid’s trembling grew worse, tears streaming down her face as if she knew her confession had just sealed her fate. I turned to one of my guards and made a subtle hand gesture. "Take care of her." The maid’s eyes widened in horror. “N
~RalphThe guesthouse was quiet, eerily so, as Jasper and I crept through the shadows. The soft rustle of leaves from the open windows barely masked the pounding of my heart. Every corner we turned seemed to be occupied by Noah’s guards. Their positioning was methodical, almost suffocating, as if they anticipated our every move.Jasper nudged my arm, his expression grim. "We can’t keep skulking around here. How are we supposed to get out with all these guys loitering like statues?"I shook my head, my mind racing. "We need to find a way out without alerting them. I already called Otsana… but she’s not answering her phone." I clenched my fists, the thought of her in danger fueling my frustration."You called her again?" Jasper whispered, his tone skeptical."Three times," I replied, my voice low but laced with tension. "No answer."Jasper frowned. "You think Noah’s got her locked away? That bastard would pull something like that."I exhaled sharply, trying to keep my emotions in check.
~OtsanaI woke to a piercing light stabbing through my eyelids. Groaning, I turned my head away, the sudden brightness making my head pound. Where was I? My body felt heavy, like I’d been weighed down by sandbags. My fingers twitched as I tried to push myself upright, but a wave of dizziness forced me back onto the soft mattress beneath me. I blinked several times, my vision slowly adjusting. White walls. The sterile smell of disinfectant. Machines softly beeping in the background. A hospital. My mind scrambled to piece together how I got here. “Otsana?” The familiar voice pulled me from my haze. I turned my head and saw Jessica sitting beside me, her face pale, her eyes rimmed red as though she’d been crying. “You’re awake,” she said softly, relief flooding her features. “You scared us, you know that?” I blinked at her, trying to make sense of her words. Scared? Why would she be scared? Then, like a dam breaking, fragments of last night rushed back to me. The dinner. The fo
~RalphSitting in the SUV parked a short distance from Noah’s mansion, I adjusted my seat for the fifth time. My nerves were on edge, but I kept my face calm. Outside, the night was dark and quiet, except for the faint hum of crickets. My men were silent, their eyes fixed on the mansion as if staring hard enough would give us a way in. Jasper, sitting in the driver’s seat, broke the silence. “So, Ralph,” he began, turning his head slightly to glance at me, “congratulations on the baby.” I froze for a moment, caught off guard. My throat felt dry, but I managed a shy, “Thank you.” He chuckled softly, shaking his head. “The mighty Alpha Ralph, my little brother, speechless. Never thought I’d see the day.” I gave him a small smile, staring out the window. “I saw it in my dreams,” I admitted quietly, almost to myself. “Otsana… she’s the only woman who could give me a child. I knew it would happen. I just didn’t know when.” Jasper grinned, leaning back. “Well, the Moon Goddess cle