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Alpha’s last choice. She-wolves campsite.
Alpha Dominic's POVThe day was bright and all that could be seen were shades of light and a worried look on Alpha Dominic.He wasn't smiling nor ready for jokes. It feels like he has a lot of things that worries his heart and he is filled with emotions.Maids walk past him at the balcony with tiptoes. They just couldn't imagine what he would do to them if they crossed him.Alpha Dominic seems restless. He stood up eagerly like a little child that missed his mother so much at the sight of James.He rushed forward bombarding him with questions.“Have you been able to reach them?” He asked.“Yes, I learnt she went to the she-wolves campsite.” Beta James responded.“What happened?” He asked“Be calm. You don't even like this girl. Why are you making it seem like there's more to you both than what I can see?”“This isn't about what I feel for her. She is the Luna of this Pack and I am responsible for her. If you don't know, nothing must go wrong with her under my watch. I am just concerne
Alpha’s last choice. Has anyone come before you?.
Calla was starting to see an opening between her and Matt which she knew precisely wasn't supposed to be there. She ponders on what to do. She could feel an attraction he has towards her so she went on to declare a clear side.“I noticed how you look at me,” she started.“Those eyes were not of just care, they held something more; however, I would like you to get rid of the thoughts because I am of the Alpha and I am not allowed to taint that. If I do, I will incur the wrath of the moon goddess.”Matt laughed so hard that the frog in the water log miles away kept quiet.“What caused so much laughter?” Calla asked, confused.“I am sorry I laughed that hard. I know the laws and I know the rules. I just couldn't help but laugh at how you think I'm ignorant of the law,” Matt said“You know the law doesn't mean you can't break it. You are aware of the wrath doesn't mean you don't want to push your luck. I just have to state my mind clearly.”“If you were so engulfed in the past few days of
Alpha’s last choice. What Now?
The sun barely peeked from behind the grey veil of clouds as Calla stood at the edge of the she-wolves' encampment. Behind her, the warriors were cleaning up after the storm. Though the rain had passed, its presence lingered. The earth was super damp.Calla took one last look at the camp. It wasn't perfect, but it was beginning to feel like something solid. It was finally feeling like home. She turned toward Matt and nodded. “Let’s go back.”“Now?”“Yes”“Samantha the floor is soft enough for tilling. Let's start building solid houses for you all. I will be leaving today, I have something to do and will get back soon to check. Keep the energy up and don't relenting your deed”***The journey to the male warrior sector was long, not because of the distance, but because of the weight Calla carried with her; concerns, questions, and a quiet storm of fury.Brin, Claire, and Oda followed behind, each reflecting in silence. Even Matt, who usually filled the air with steady small talk or dry
Alpha’s last choice. You Want Honor?
Dawn broke with a restless wind, rustling canvas and drying linens across the she-wolves’ encampment. Calla had risen early. Much earlier than even Matt, whose discipline was almost religious. Today wasn’t for training. It was for truth.She stood in the center of the campsite, flanked by the three kitchen wolves. Her presence no longer startled the warriors, but there was still something in their eyes a flicker of uncertainty. Calla knew it wasn’t fear. It was the realization that they were being remade.The camp, though cleaner, was still fractured. The order Calla brought was a skeleton of what it could become. Beneath the surface, bones of mistrust and bruised pride remained.“Today,” Calla announced, “we sharpen not just our blades but our bonds.”She gestured for everyone to form a wide circle around the central fire pit.“You’ve trained. You’ve mended tents. You’ve started to clean. But none of that matters if you cannot look each other in the eye and say what’s broken.”Whispe
Alpha’s last choice. It's Sealed
The sun filtered gently through the patchy branches above, its warmth kissing the battered roof of the she-wolves’ encampment. Morning stirred reluctantly. Campfires hissed low as thin trails of smoke curled upward like breath rising from a tired chest.Calla emerged from her temporary quarters, an old hunting tent that had seen better seasons. She didn’t dress like a Luna today. Her hair was tied back, boots muddied, sleeves rolled.She set to meet Matt. He, Matt yawned, sword still strapped to his back like a second spine.“You didn’t sleep,” he muttered.“I didn’t come here to sleep.”Across the site, the kitchen wolves had already begun to stir. Claire knelt beside the main fire pit, tending coals. Brin returned with water pails sloshing at her sides. Oda was nowhere to be seen, she's likely gathering herbs or just finding solitude in the dense pines.A low groan carried from the eastern corner. Two she-wolves, Sana and Elri, struggled with lifting a broken tent pole. It leaned da
Alpha’s last choice. Down in the spirit.
When the jeep pulled into the clearing, silence greeted them. Not hostile,but not warm either. Wolves stood scattered around crude tents and makeshift huts built from foraged timber. No one rushed to greet her. A few didn’t even glance up.Calla stepped out first, her boots crunching dry earth. Behind her, the kitchen wolves hesitated, then followed. Matt’s presence cast a wide shadow; a few warriors shifted at the sight of him.“Where’s Samantha?” Calla asked, scanning the area.A tall she-wolf with ash-blond braids stepped forward. Her tunic was stained, her boots muddied.“She’s out scouting. I’m Fari,” she said.Calla’s eyes flicked over her. Tired. Thin. But sharp.“Gather everyone. I want to speak to them.”Fari hesitated. Then gave a sharp whistle.Within minutes, the campsite filled. Thirty-five she-wolves, all in varying states of disarray. Torn shirts. Unwashed hair. Bruised limbs and weary expressions.Calla stood tall in the center, the wind catching her coat.“I came here
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