The Rule of Alphas
Kindness is often mistaken as fragility while viciousness as an insigna of strength.Love runs the world ....trust builds it, love is unconditional but trust is sparse. Never challenge an Alpha, the unspoken rule or if you do make sure he takes his last breaths in your feet.Persephone was always aware of the consequences of her actions. Hurting your mate was considered as the highest crime...the punishment- trial and death but hurting an alpha could make her fall into the depths of heavy torment.Running with the children late at night the sky seemed to glow with the celestial glimmers.Their steps came to an abrupt halt as all five children stared doe eyed towards a beautiful clearing leading to a path, lit with thousands of fireflies, sacred blue lilies adorned the small stream running nearby.A beautiful sight which seemed to calm the hearts of the younglings. "You have to run with all your might, that's the Alpha's house in front of you ...... kids don't look back no matter what happens...now just run." She kissed them farewell as they have reached their destination- The border of the Shadow Pack, the Alpha was alerted, he was a friend of her dead father and a very kind being so even when Persephone had no idea of her own life she would never endanger the lives of those children. She would not run with them and involve a pack war.If her death can liberate others then so be it.As she saw them sprinting towards their destination after hugging her tightly she took off in another direction, now shifting into her wolf....a unique one, The rustling of leaves could be clearly heard and the predatory aura surrounding her increased to folds- the pack warriors.***************************Persephone's POVAll eyes were on me glaring accusingly, they didn't saved the children nor they wanted me to. They knew a child was being harmed still chosed to keep quiet....Be MercifulAlpha Adrian stalked menacingly towards me, gripping my chin with one hand his other one yanked my hair behind roughly producing a burning sensation on my scalp."Do you accept your wrongdoings?" I saw his bandages and gave a bone chilling smile."Yes, except it was NOT wrong." "I will teach you a lesson which you will remember till your death, I will break you and you will willingly surrender to me, you will fucking LEARN your place. THROW THIS MUTT IN DUNGEON"I watched as no one came forward, no words spoken in my defense as two men extended their hands to take me there. I looked up raising my head first time in last hour since I was being held, both of them flinched back when I met their stare- an unvoiced command.Adrian's hand held me in a vice grip as he began dragging me to the cell when suddenly a sharp burn stabbed in my stomach, I froze and doubled in pain as my hands held his unconsciously.I looked up at him when he gave me an all knowing malicious grin....he knew...he knew I was going to be in heat.I howled with discomfort and pain as he threw me inside the cellar... red scrotching heat submerging me, blisters started forming on my skin."You will learn mutt, till then enjoy."I layed there limp with no sounds escaping me as fire seemed to burn my insides. A strong gust of wind from the small window above caressed my cheek, whirling around me....serenity, peace. It felt like my body seemed to forget all about my mat-Another wave of anguish ripped through my stomach, my body curling into the fetus position."MY LORD!" I screamed as tears poured down my eyes but this pain was different, it seemed to originate from my heart.......my mate was touching someone else.It was extremely painful for a mate to bear their other half touching someone else when they have already met but this monster he purposefully did it in my heat.Lord! He was having sex with another. Tears of vulnerability fell silently from my eyes....wait what was that....My heat was not over neither has that cheater of a man had stopped his revolting deed.My heart clenched as it became warm, placid, feeling...loved? Was that even possible?It almost felt like someone was sharing my sorrows, taking my sufferings upon their ownself, a surge of energy started flowing through my body with the wind caressing my soft curls..... I thanked the goddess shaking my head at the stupid thought of someone doing it to me.I layed there basking in the warmth and protection that the breeze seemed to carry with it, petrichor- the smell of rainy soil filled my lungs rejuvenating my broken spirit.Time seemed to flow smoothly.....it almost felt like my soul was searching for this.---------I was standing in front of the magnanimous gathering of wolves- the Black moon pack with Adrian sitting on the stage with some officials."Persephone you harmed your mate, now is your only chance to accept your mistake."Adrian smirked as he watched me with eyes of a predator, I scanned the pack members....no regrets, no mercy.Release the beast."You may speak Persephone." Adrian ordered."I, Persephone Rya, reject you Alpha Adrian Black as my mate."Hades hadn't returned to underworld since past two days and I was panicking. He never does that... Was he still angry from me? I was waiting by the doors all night but he never showed up. Dad told me that it's his duty to ensure the working of world and it is not an issue if he disappears for some days but my conscience screamed otherwise because duty I can completely understand, what was beyond comprehension is that he did not informed me previously.Since the day I am together with him, Hades had not even once done so and right now too something was just not right, I could feel it in my bones.I will go to find him. It was the first time our mind links were separated, an hour ago they just closed off.. I could feel his heartbeat but not his emotions...at least earlier I knew he was safe. I am losing my mind. I need to go right now. "My Queen" a demon warrior called out."Yes?""Eros wants to enter underworld. He wants to meet you."My blood boiled with rage, wasn't last time enoug
Persephone's POVDeath is an irony....sometimes a curse, an agony, it's impact strong enough to wreck hearts, but when the visionary alters Death is a grace, a blessing, a boon. The ultimate liberation of undecipherable anguish of soul.There is misery and pain when one lives, sometimes not only bound to physical or mental boundaries but the soul gets exhausted from fighting. Death is a curse but again its a blessing as well. My Hades was never a killer but he sure was a liberator, a King. My father told me how he lived like a chained animal...without a conscience, an empty vessel.The moon goddess had power over life, the ultimate command over werewolves, she corrupted my father's soul....so if she can't kill me, my own father will.The thing about this world is that every coin has two faces.....where life ends, the dance of death begins.My father is no longer alive, he is dead, there is no heart beating, no blood thrumming but what is remaining is his journey in the underworld. H
Persephone's POVFailure, a word so simple but with an impact so strong.. to shatter the foundation of your self belief and faith. Hades draped me in a robe as I shivered from the frost. My father died protecting me and here I was enjoying the worldly pleasures. I was ashamed of myself...of the happiness I felt."But he was put to a curse, how can that happen...how can he die?" I asked with a voice unknown to my own self, it sounded empty."He was killed." Hades weaved his fingers in my hair, stroking softly as I take in a shaky breath, pain filling my lungs."Who killed him?" I asked slowly "This isn't the time Persephone." My eyes widened and I whipped my head so fast, I was surprised it wasn't broken from the force."Screw time, I want to know now." A lump formed in my throat but I pushed it back, my eyes striken with anger, vengeance and rage seemed to dance in my vision."You should rest we will talk about this, I promise.""No, I want to know.""Goddess we will talk about it l
Persephone's POV"I always knew about your father but your mother ....I never actually did, until you told me that day about your wolf." He squeezed my hand in comfort as I laid my head on his chest listening to his heartbeats....the only source of my peace."They say that moon goddess blessed Alpha Damien..your father, for his loyalty....she didn't. She wanted followers, worshippers and eventually ...slaves. She molded her spirit into a werewolf- the first one, followed by others who would follow her each command without a question.Alpha Damien was fierce and unwavering but he committed a crime...the felony to fall in love."I stared in his deep eyes only to meet sorrow and I knew something terrible was to follow."Although the other werewolves were allowed to mate, Selene wanted Alpha Damien for herself, she wished for him to be pure and not follow a woman and have his own family, her thoughts were that family makes one weak. She wanted full control over him because she still beli
Persephone's POVUnderworld"Hades" Sitting on the golden throne he was the epitome of Power and Masculinity."Yes Persephone" the vehemence of fury in his eyes startled me, their sentiments so raw that their shine was all sucked into black Oblivion.The man in front of me was not my mate anymore, he was a King right now. "Where were you?" His stoic voice made shudder run down my spine making my thighs clench. He knew the answer perfectly fine, not s single soul can enter or exit Hell without his acceptance."You know that yourself Hades." I whispered."And I also know you are seeking answers Persephone. Selene is-""I trust you." I breathed out, his jaw clenched on hearing the sincerity behind my words. You can't be angry with me my king, I will break each and every ounch of your self control."If I had a doubt on you, you would have seen me with Athelia pointing right on your chest." He eyes were smoldering fire, he was outraged.My steps paved way up the stairs, standing directly
Hades' PalaceUnderworldPersephone's POVI lazily opened my eyes from the best sleep I had in years, being totally exhausted from last night.The weather was cloudy, making it seem quite dark outside. The smell of lavender filled my lungs as cool breeze passed us. A day ago I was drowning in my sorrows, remembering every bad thing that I had encountered and just one touch of his was enough to make me breathe a fresh air of joy again.I blushed hard recalling yesterday's events. We couldn't keep our hands each other. One session leading to another. He was so strong, tracing my fingers on his abs, I tried to reminisce every hook and cranny, all those dips and rigid muscular pattern forming on his body. It all belonged to me and me solely. His arm draped around my waist as I laid on top of him, his white shirt encasing my body was the only thing preventing our skin contact. His warmth seeping into my body. Gentle but rough, Soft but vigorous, Dominant but submissive, Pure but absolute