The sun shone brightly in the sky, casting a warm glow over the forest. The leaves rustled gently in the breeze, and birds chirped merrily in the trees. Lord Zack lay on his bed, his breathing shallow and labored. His son, Frederick, stood by his side, tears streaming down his face.“Father,” Frederick said, his voice choked with emotion. “Please don’t leave me.”Even he knew that was a waste of a request. Death was knocking so hard on the alpha's door, and it was going back until its host answered the door. Not in his wildest dream did he imagine that lord Zack, the almighty lord Zack, one who has never known the taste of defeat, would lay before death, incapable of fighting back, or barking out the 'attack' order. To think that it was 'just an ordinary brain tumor,' as the alpha had dismissively put it, was all the more overwhelming. The same alpha who had wholesomely defeated all that stood in his way couldn't even raise his fist against an 'ordinary disease.'The reality of the fi
The night was dark and cold. The moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the only light came from the stars. The wind was howling, and the trees were creaking. The temperature was below freezing, and the air was biting. The ground was covered in a thick layer of snow, which crunched underfoot.Emily was running away from those who had attacked and killed all her pack, including her boyfriend, Jack. Oh, Jack, if only she could just stop and let the tears have a free reign, but even that was death's knock. She was terrified and alone, with no one to turn to. She could hear the sound of footsteps behind her, and she knew that they were getting closer. She stumbled over a fallen branch and fell to the ground. Even though it hurt so bad, she knew there was no time to nurse her pain. She quickly got up and continued running.As she ran, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Her breath came out in short gasps, and she could feel the cold air burning her lungs. She could see her brea
Damon was sitting on a rock that evening, staring at the sky. What a day he had had. Lord Cage had hosted some friends earlier that day. There was a lot of feasting at his chamber.Chandler had come to Damon looking upset. Immediately, Damon knew he was in for some chiding."Lord Cage wants you at his chamber immediately," he announced to Damon."Why does he want me?," a curious looking Damon had asked. Since he became one of the omegas serving at the lord's table, he had never asked to meet him. 'He must have told one of his friends about me,' he thought to himself. 'Maybe one of them knows about me,' he continued. The mere thought of that only heightened his anxiety."That's not for me to say," Chandler said. "You are a couple of steps away from finding out," he added and walked away."You've got nothing to worry about, mate," Tom, one of the omegas that served with him, said to him, as he tried to dismiss his fear.Tom was the only one that he found for company. They seemed to shar
Emily and Frederick were sitting on a log in the middle of the forest, enjoying the moment. The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the trees. Emily was telling Frederick about her life before she became a werewolf. She spoke about her family, her friends, and how she had lost them all to hunters.Despite the fact that it had taken her so much to finally open up to him about her identity, she was glad she did. She had realized that it served her no good nursing the hurt of her pain alone. Besides, Frederick seemed to offer her enough shoulder to lean on. Emily felt comfortable around him, like she could tell him anything and everything.As she spoke, Frederick listened intently. He was fascinated by her story and the strength she had shown in the face of such tragedy."I have no one else left from the pack, not even one," she said, pausing to a while as she tried to make sense of the meaning of what she had just said."Maybe you didn't lose everyone," he said to her, tryi
Emily and Frederick waited until midnight before making their way to the pack house. They had carefully followed the path Frederick was convinced was safe. As they approached the house, Emily could hear the sounds of other werewolves howling in the distance. Eventually, they arrived just before the moon deemed her light, just when everyone but the guards seemed to have retired to bed. The pack house was located deep in the forest, surrounded by tall trees and dense undergrowth.They were both exhausted from the day’s events, and Emily fell asleep as soon as they arrived. Frederick went in to check up on the alpha, but he too had fallen victim to nature's prowess. Tired, he went into the room where Emily lay and dozed off. Just like the others, he was no match to nature's demand.When she woke up, it was early morning. The sun had not yet risen, and the world was covered in a blanket of dew. Emily felt excited as she prepared to meet Frederick’s friends. He had told her so much about t
"Tell me, Emily, how did you do it?," D.J., looking surprised, asked her. Just like Ariana and Judah, he too was surprised that Frederick, the same Frederick that had said falling in love was for the weak, had, in his own words, become a weakling. He fixed his gaze at her as he desperately waited for her to speak."How did I do what?," she, surprised at his sudden question, asked."He," he continued, looking towards Frederick, who had unsuccessfully tried to give him the sign not to continue with the conversation, "has always boasted before us that he would never fall in love. He keeps on saying no lady has what it takes to make his heart skip beats," he paused, looking towards Judah and Ariana, as if he wanted them to append their signatures to his story."He keeps on saying falling love is for weaklings like us," Ariana, in between laughter, added, lending her voice to D.J. 's words. How he liked that."She's right," D.J continued, satisfied."Don't listen to them, Emily," he said,
Emily’s eyes blazed with fury as she glared at Frederick. "How could you not tell me you’re the son of an alpha?," she demanded, her voice rising with each word. "I thought we had something special, but you’ve been keeping secrets from me all along!"Frederick hung his head in shame. "I’m sorry, Emily," he said softly. “I wanted to tell you, but I didn’t know how. I was waiting for the right time.” Even though that was the best excuse he could come up with, Emily wasn't buying into it.“The right time?," she scoffed. “There’s never a right time to lie to someone you care about.”Frederick winced at her words, knowing she was right. He took a deep breath and looked up at her. “My name is Frederick Zack, the son of lord Zack, alpha of the dark hearts pack,” he said quietly.Emily’s eyes widened in shock as she heard the name, for it sounded very familiar."Lord Zack?," she asked, convinced that she had not heard him well."Yes, you've met him before?," he asked, surprised at her reactio
She had not seen it coming, his question. The manner at which he looked at her when he asked made her think for a while that he probably had a glimpse of who she was."What did you say, my lord?," she asked, pretending not to have heard. She did that to give herself enough time to come up with an answer, one she thought would made him look away.Smiling, he turned his attention to Frederick. "Could you please fill our glasses with my favorite drink?," he said to him."Yes, father," he said and set off.Meanwhile, Emily's heart sunk into a meltdown the moment she heard him say that to Frederick. Immediately, she knew it was not about the wine, that lord Zack wanted Frederick out of the picture just so he would have time alone with her. She had tried giving him the eye, but he seemed more focused on what the alpha had asked of him."Holy smokes!," she whispered to herself.Having waited until Frederick was out of earshot, lord Zack turned to her. "You know, if there is one thing I love