Lawrence POV:The ambiance of the room began to shift. Smiles spread across Bella's and Luke's faces as they exchanged a firm handshake. The room, previously heavy with tension, now seemed lighter. Everyone present caught the contagious smile that Luke wore for the first time since his arrival.Bella withdrew from the handshake and stepped back, her gaze fixed on me. “How is this possible, Lawrence?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly as she looked up at me from my elevated position. “The laws of our pack have strict rules about twins. What is happening here, Lawrence?” Her voice grew louder, a mix of curiosity and accusation.I hesitated, uncertain whether to reveal the truth. Her piercing eyes demanded answers, pushing me to speak.“The alpha’s position will be determined in the coming hours,” Luke interjected before I could respond. His words carried an unexpected weight, drawing everyone's attention.Bella's face
Lawrence POVThe morning came, and the palace buzzed with activity. Every wolf was engaged in preparations for the day ahead. The anticipation was palpable as they prepared the throne room for the impending council meeting.I stood in my robe, dressing for the day. A sense of dread hung over me, casting a shadow over my thoughts. The decisions made today would shape our future, and I feared the potential loss it might bring. My focus was on navigating this treacherous path, ensuring everyone emerged alive, though I knew such a guarantee was tenuous.“Your presence is now required in the council room. The great council of elders awaits,” a gamma wolf informed me as I lingered in my chambers. I resigned, took a deep breath, and stepped out. As I walked through the grand halls of my mansion, I couldn’t help but wonder, “Is this the last time I’ll see these corridors?”Upon entering the council room, I was greeted with respect. All present stood and bowed in reverence as I took my seat a
Lawrence POVLeaving the living room for my chambers felt like one of my most uncertain decisions. Staying there and continuing the conversation would likely lead nowhere; his desperation blinded him to any reasoning. "I'll wait until tomorrow to find a better way to relate to him," I thought. Tomorrow will bring its own revelations; let's wait and see what it holds for us.Entering my chamber, the calm, orderly nature of my room greeted me, a stark contrast to the turmoil within me. My sanctuary offered peace, but my mind was anything but tranquil. What would you expect when my long-lost twin brother suddenly reappears in my life? For years, I'd yearned for a brother, but I haven't had any, and now I have one.Yet, there was a looming threat of him being taken from me soon or me being taken away from him if I wished to have me in his life.The laws of our land were against us, against my feelings and desires, and against what I sorted for th
Lawrence POV We were done for the day, and as soon as I left, I could see Elder Albert following me with a seething rage over what had transpired inside the room. His fury was palpable, evident in the way he stormed out. He quick-stepped to his car and started the engine with a roar before speeding off. I knew he was disappointed by the elders' decision, but there was nothing I could do about it. I headed straight to my chambers, needing to wrap my head around the events of the throne room today.Albert drove home in blind fury, his thoughts consumed by indignation. "These elders surely don't know what they're doing. How can they choose Luke over me? Me, of all people?" he muttered to himself as he exited his car and marched into his house. His wife immediately noticed the worry etched on his face."Your face shows your worries. What has darkened your mood this time?" she asked, concern evident in her voice."You don't need to trouble yourself. It's just some issues at the council me
Lawrence POV:The door to my chamber was designed to admit only those who were familiar with its workings, but the silence following the knock piqued my curiosity about who it could be.I got up and approached the door, glancing at the little screen embedded in my smart door to see who was standing on the other side. “Luke.” I called, recognising him instantly. I paused for a few seconds before finally opening the door.I invited him into my chamber for the first time, uncertain what had compelled me to do so. We could have easily gone to the living room to discuss his purpose, but something in me felt like he posed no real threat here. He wouldn’t dare.“Brother, we need to talk,” he said as I stepped aside to let him in. His voice carried a weight and a sense of readiness for a long conversation; he seemed to have something important planned out in his mind already. The word "brother" caught me off guard. I did not want to expect much from him, not at this point. What has changed be
Lawrence's POV:The solitude that enveloped my heart as Luke departed left me ample space to ponder his words. I was certain he hadn't been jesting; every syllable he spoke carried the weight of his conviction. “But why call me a brother when his actions are consistently at odds with me?” I mused aloud, lost in my contemplation.As the weight of his words settled over me, I realised urgency was paramount. The stakes of this conflict—our survival and the future of generations to come—were too high to be compromised by the decisions of a single man. I would do everything in my power to ensure that this war did not falter due to one person's choices.Although I had other plans for the day, visiting my army at the camp had to be added to my agenda. The journey to the camp was tranquil yet filled with troubled thoughts.Approaching the camp, I was greeted by the din of intense training: the rhythmic clashing of swords, the ferocious growls of wolves, and the resolute marching of men. Unit
Lawrence’s POVThe closer Luke approached, the more my confusion deepened. His gaze was fixed on me with an intensity that suggested he had no intention of looking away. He made a beeline for me, and the eyes of the crowd followed every step. With a grin that seemed both genuine and inscrutable, he said, “Thank you, brother. Keep up this energy—we’ll need it on the battlefield.” As he shook my hand, he tried to pull me into a hug. I acquiesced reluctantly, unsure of what to make of his unexpected warmth,warmth, before I finally gave in to the hug.Why was he acting so friendly after the threats he’d issued back at the house? What was he plotting? Questions swirled in my mind, each more troubling than the last. I was certain he had a hidden agenda, but the nature of it eluded me.After my time with the army, I prepared to leave. Just as I was about to depart, Luke sprinted towards me, his energy renewed. He closed the distance and, with a voice as unyielding as granite, said, “I see w
Lawrence POV The situation was spiraling out of control. One of the vehicles in our convoy had already been destroyed by an explosive, and their intentions were clear—they wanted us to stop, and it would be easy for them to capture us. As we moved, I realized I had to act quickly.“Open fire on them!” I commanded, knowing this was risky. My men would have to expose themselves to the enemy's explosives to shoot back, but we couldn't just speed off and risk getting struck again.“Open fire! Open fire! Open fire!” my bodyguard shouted through his walkie-talkie, his voice steady despite the chaos. He was preparing to lean out of the car window and aim at our attackers. Fear gripped me. How could it not? I wasn't immortal, and anyone in this situation would be terrified. Gunshots erupted from the cars in our convoy as my men engaged the enemy.“Contact our soldiers at the training center! We need reinforcements!” I yelled to my security director, who was already firing through the window.