Alice's POVThe restless night stretched before me, a canvas painted with the shadows of my worries. Concerns gnawed at my heart like hungry wolves, especially when it came to Isac's involvement with the rogue wolves. Every time he left, my anxiety spiked, and I couldn't help but fear for his safety. The danger of his actions was a weight I carried, a burden that seemed to grow heavier with each passing day."Isac," I murmured, my voice soft in the dimly lit room. "Are you absolutely certain there's nothing else hidden?" Doubt danced in the corners of my thoughts, casting a shadow over my trust in him. What else might he be keeping from me?He took my hands in his, his touch warm and reassuring. "I promise you, Alice. There are no more secrets. Please don't try to stop me. Everything I do is for us, for our future together."Our future. A surge of warmth spread across my cheeks at the thought. Was he envisioning the same long-term commitment that I had sometimes dared to imagine? It s
Alice's Pov,I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Isac had been acting strange around me lately, and it was making me uneasy. I tried to brush it off, telling myself that it was just my imagination, but the nagging feeling wouldn’t go away.Ever since I learned about what he does in secret. I kept finding more traits of Isac that was unbecoming of the alpha I knew. Sometimes I felt relieved, it proves to show that even our great alpha was not perfect.It all came to a head during a pack gathering when Damien and I were chatting by the fire. I felt Isac’s eyes on us, and when I turned to look at him, his expression was dark and intense.“What’s going on, Isac?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.“Nothing,” he replied curtly, but I could tell he was angry.I didn’t want to push the issue, so I turned back to Damien and tried to resume our conversation. But the tension between us was palpable.A few minutes later, Isac came over and sat down next to me, his arm around
Isac's POVIn my role as the alpha, my foremost duty entailed safeguarding the welfare and security of every pack member.However, as of late, my focus had been entirely fixated on Alice. I couldn't control the depth of my sentiments for her—the symphony of her laughter resonating in my ears and the luminosity that danced within her eyes when she spoke.Yet, my emotions became entangled in complexity due to the presence of another suitor within the pack.Damien, our beta, had increasingly been devoting his time to Alice. Each time I witnessed them together, a pang of jealousy surged through me. I acknowledged the irrationality of my possessiveness—Alice did not belong to me, and I possessed no entitlement over her. Nevertheless, the mere thought of her involvement with another caused an unsettling discomfort within me.On an evening when we congregated around the blazing fire, I noticed the way Damien gazed at Alice—a look that teemed with admiration, adoration, and perhaps, something
Isac’s POV“Damien, there are levels to madness,” I warned him, already feeling threatened by the sight of what Damien has done and what he was about to do.Threatened, yes; scared, no. throughout my life I had dealt with different obstacles: rogue wolves, pack invasions, moles, con artists, and even wizards, hence, this was not any different from my usual challenge as Alpha. At least on a combat level it was not.However, on closer inspection of the situation, it was not quite difficult to tell that this had a whole new level of difficulty. Usually, if a traitor was to be found in a pack, they would either be killed or worse, expelled, howbeit, I wanted none of that for Damien seeing that he was not a traitor by will. It was my own actions and words that had led to his mutiny. I tried to reach out to him again“Damien! I understand your anger, I understand your rage, I understand your wrath. But consider the options. Tell your wolves to stand down and go home, and things would not ge
She once even said that she was my mate, a rumour that spread like fire in a bush of hot summer dried leaves. Females who had had their eyes on me felt threatened and some of them left, worse were the males who had had an eye on her felt threatened too and left leaving the pack a few soldiers and hunters short.I had puished her by giving her time in the dungeon but that did nothing to taint her spirit. She remained loyal.Samantha’s swerved her head towards me and caught my eye with a bright twinkle in them. I knew what she wanted – permission to deliver the final blow on Damien.He was weak from the fight, but even more so, he was naïve to attempt the takeover. When Damien was still my Beta, Samantha gave him the upmost respect and admiration for his position, but here she was, about to uphold a sacred pack tradition of killing the traitor. And I knew that she would have done it easily, should I have allowed it, but seeing that I disapproved, she was going to back down.Or was she?
After staring at Alice to my fill to which there is no actual gauge, I decided to walk up to her. As I did I just that, I realized that I had made another mistake I usually won’t make – waste time. If a pack member was lost and I went to search for them, I would normally waste no time in bringing them back here as the open world was fraught with all kind of dangers and the safest place for the pack would obviously be in the Abode.Alice did not notice my arrival until I got too close to her and sat beside her. “Hey?”Alice does not speak a word. In fact, she does not even as spare me a glance through her side eye. She just keeps her attention focused on the sand. In front of her folded legs, she had drawn the pictorial depiction of a scary wolf. The wolf looked a lot like Samantha’s own.Two things came to mind: first, she was feeling sorry for what she had done to Samantha and was hoping she did not die or second, which was the most likely option of the two, was feeling jealous as sh
Isac's PovAs everyone went into their Abode, I could tell that there was still a lingering sense of unease. Damien had been dragged off and Alice had retired back to her dwelling with the rest of the pack leaving just me and the Three White Wolves, the ones that acted as interim guard, manning the entrance that led to the Abode.“Alright, boys. Off you go,” I said to the three of them.“There was a fight. I believe you are aware?”“Yes, Alpha.”“There would be other Alphas looking for territory, there would be rogue wolves searching for honour and an adventure to make a name from. Make sure you deal with them ruthlessly.”“Yes, Alpha.”“Good. Now off you go.”All three men transmuted into the white wolves from which they go their name while, I, the Alpha in the pack retired to my dwelling. On my way there, a very familiar voiced called out to me.“Why so conflicted, boy?” It was Aariv, the oldest member of the pack. He was so old he had seen three separate Alphas of this pack. Me bei
“I know. I can’t really relate but I know it must be hard,” she said. I could tell that she wanted to say some more but was holding it back. I did not know how to urge her to go on so I just reached for her arms and held them. Then she continued. “I know I’m am just a service wolf and I don’t fight, or hunt that much or deal with pack affairs but I feel you need to take a break.”“How am I supposed to do that?” I asked in confusion. “My duty lies here with the pack I cannot go off to some vacation island or anything.”“I’m just saying, why don’t you start with the most obvious distraction?”“Are you talking about Alice?” I really did not know why Minnie would want to talk about Alice with me but I felt oddly comfortable to talk about her with Minnie. Maybe she was right. Maybe all I needed was a quick distraction that would distract me from the distraction which would in the grand scheme, bring me back on track as the leader I once was and I have always been.Weirdly enough, or perhap