Alaric nods in approval and he turns to leave, but then he stops and glances over at me. "You should come with me." He offers, or more like states.
I raise a brow at that, once again pausing in the middle of settling back into my bed. "To... the arena? You said I can't participate anymore." I remind Alaric.
He rolls his eyes at my words, an action that admittedly does not happen often. "You're not going to participate, Kyra. You'll just be with me." He clarifies.
"If I have Cedric stay cooped up in here for another day, he will not let me hear the end of it." Alaric continues. "And I am certain there is not much for you to do here either, so, you should come with me."
"Are you sure?" I ask Alaric hesitantly. "I mean everyone that's anyone will be there, it is the final stage of the games." I remind him. "Pack leaders previously absent will fly in from all over to witness the final ranking."
"I know how the element games work." Alaric replies with a shrug. "And everyone already saw us together. I have nothing to hide, do you?" He asks.
I open my mouth to argue but then snap it back shut. Alaric's reasoning is full proof, he already announced to everyone that I am his woman and even if I keep a low profile for the entire games, the rumors must have already spread far and wide.
"I will not feel at ease to leave you back here all by yourself. The final stage is also the stage with the highest fatality... and your element has already made you a target, even if you forfeited." Alaric adds. "With the arrest, you are the only fire elemental left on this island."
I nod slowly and decide Alaric is right. Getting off my bed, I head to the washroom to start getting ready.
"Take your time, I need to get dressed, I'll be in my room." Alaric says as he turns to leave.
Not long after, I'm out of the shower and I find a neatly folded dress on my bed. It is a simple yet elegant floral dress, perfect for the sunny weather and the island landscape, yet the exquisite details of the dress make it stand out. How Alaric had gotten a dress in my size in such a short time is beyond me but I do not question it.
I get dressed and pull my hair into a neat pony tail. I do not bother with my contacts, leaving my natural eye color. Everyone already saw through my disguise anyways so there is no more use for it.
As for my hair, I can only take the dye out when we leave the island. I pull on a pair of sandals and head out of my room. Alaric is waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs and the moment he sets eyes on me, a small smile stretches across his lips.
He is not dressed in a tailored suit today, instead he has on a pair of grey pants and a black dress shirt left untucked.
"Cedric is waiting in the car. Come on, the event begins soon." Alaric says, offering me a hand to help me down the stairs. I question his actions but I do not refuse the gesture.
"Aren't you already late to the event? You usually leave much earlier." I point out to Alaric.
"I can afford to be late." He replies simply. "Who's going to do anything about it?"
His tone is neither smug nor conceited, it is just a calm and factual assertion. Alaric ranks above everyone that could ever participate in the games, and he owns the island too. I can understand how he has no obligation to keep to their official timeline.
It is a respectable fact that even so, he made sure to leave on time before today and was only delayed today because he was waiting for me.
"So, what is the final stage of the tournament going to be?" I ask Alaric as he leads the way out of the beach house.
"The final stage is always the element tournaments." Alaric replies as we make the short walk to the makeshift dirt road some distance away from the shores where the car is waiting. "The twelve participants left will face each other in various eliminating rounds till the final winner of the game emerges."
"However, the order of elimination, will determine the points that will be added to their already accumulated points." He continues. "The final winner of the games will be recognized for his win, but the pack rankings are not determined by the last man standing but by the highest points accumulated to each pack's name by their various representatives at the different stages." He explains.
"Which means, even if Alpha Mikos is eliminated, Everdale is already assured one of the highest ranks since they've raked in a lot of points so far." I ask to be sure.
Alaric glances over at me before he pulls open the car door for me to get in.
"Yes. That is exactly it. A pack's strength is not determined by the strength of one shifter or his element but the collective efforts of all the representatives and their strategy approaching each stage of the games so far." Alaric affirms. "For Everdale...they are a strong pack, naturally, their ranking will not be any less than it has been."
I nod slowly, unsure of why I even brought up the Everdale Pack in the first place.
Cedric is already behind the steering wheel and he pulls out onto the dirt road. My gaze moves to the window on my side and I watch the landscape rush by us in a flash.
"Do you not want the Everdale Pack to retain its influence?" Alaric asks me after a moment of silence. "The Landry's may be unfitting Alphas, but the pack itself has earned its place in the ranks."
"I... know that." I reply with a murmur. "With power and status comes the ability to distort the truth. I just wonder if the world would even care to know the reality...of the lives some of these elites live."
~AlaricThe atmosphere in the study is tense. My elbows rest on the table, fingers crossed, as the envoy of the Werewolf Council on screen, concludes his report."Two are dead."The words hang between us, weighty, impossibly so.I breathe in carefully, my eyes narrow as I absorb this information. One of the top ten alphas ranked in the element games had been discovered with his throat ripped apart, his corpse dumped in the river like refuse. Another, also ranked top ten in the element games was discovered in his own bed, with his heart removed from his chest and left, respectfully, by his side on the bed.A message. A threat.The element games have always been a brutal display of power and a fight for survival, but this...this was different.Assassinations. And whoever was carrying them out was accurate."You think this is targeted," I state, my voice even, but there is an edge to it, a storm brewing beneath the surface.The envoy nodded. "The pattern suggests that they're killing th
The smell of charred earth fills the air, a blend of burned grass and smoke, it envelopes me as I shift in place, adjusting my stance.The rooftop training room of the Silver Tower is well equipped, more than any I have ever seen. Not that I have seen much since I did not really live in the Everdale pack house, but my point remains valid. It is late afternoon, the sun burning across the open space is harsh.Across the room, dozens of targets are lined, some still standing, others smoldering pieces of my past attempts.Sweat pours from my temple, and I wipe it down with my sleeve, curling my fingers as the flame crackles to life between them. It comes too easily now, answering my call without hesitation. That should comfort me. Instead, it unsettles me, my lack of control becomes even more apparent."Again."Alaric's quiet voice carries over the space between us. He is a step or two away, his arms crossed, his eyes fixed on me.I inhale deeply, rolling my shoulders, and then I concent
I followed Alaric in silence as we deviated from the well-trod path, the jungle closing around us grows denser, wilder. The ground was soft, littered with leaves, and the rich scent of soil. The late afternoon sunlight dapples from the canopy above, lighting Alaric's broad back in shifting light and casting long shadows over the path.I don't even ask where we are going. Something in the way he moves, with a stillness, and measured steps holds me back and bids me to just follow.The sound of the crashing waves become fainter with each step forward as we travel deeper into the island, our steps drowned out by the endless hum of sea breeze. The further we go, the more untamed the land appears, as though we have travelled through time to a forgotten world.And suddenly, just when I imagine that we will never get to the end of this path, the trees part. There is a small wooden structure, half-overgrown with creeping ivy. It is not exactly a ruin, but tipping the scales at that. And from
"Alaric has lost a child before. You must understand. He will be careful...too careful. Because the last time..." She trails off, as if realising she has said too much.Her eyes soften as she watches my expression, but the damage has been done.I did not think I know everything there is to know about Alaric, but I also cannot have imagined that there is even more tying Carla and I together.Not only do I look exactly like her, I'm in the exact same state she was when she died. Carrying the child of her mate.The firelight outside flickers, but the warmth has been sucked from the air, replaced with something colder, heavier.I can still hear the distant hum of voices, Alaric's among them. He has no notion what is being said here, in this small, dimly lit room where the weight of his past has just been deposited on my shoulders.I can hardly breathe.Alaric's mate died carrying his child.And now here I am.A replacement.I barely hear Maggie's voice beside me, offering reassurances I c
The aroma of meat roasting over a slow fire and broth bubbling curls through the air, wrapping around me like an unseen rope, pulling me forward towards the little wooden house in the midst of the rows of much the same structure that make up the settled. Warm, unguarded laughter echoes within, in bright contrast to the salty wind that comes in from the shoreline.Alaric walks beside me, his steps unhurried. A faint stain of berry juice marks his thumb, leftovers from our earlier snacking."Took them long enough," he mutters, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips as he wipes his hand on his pants. I stare at him, puzzled. "For what?""For the invitation," he says, nodding toward the house. "I was beginning to think they'd leave us to starve on their island. And I promised you a meal while counting on their kindness."The door swings open before I can respond, and a broad-chested man with lines of laughter carved into his face stands in the doorway. His grin is wide, eyes wrinkling a
The island is different today, softer... almost expectant. The announcement that the element games had ended should have lifted the lingering tension, yet it feels like something unseen still clings to the atmosphere. It might be just me, my company seems to be perfectly unbothered in his own little world.Alaric has said little since we left the beach house, only that there is somewhere he wants to take me.The wind is heavy with salt, and a gust lifts my hair as I follow him down a winding dirt road, cutting through the middle of an overgrown forest.The terrain shifts the deeper into the island we venture, farther and farther away from the arena and the parts of the island reserved for the games. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and ripe fruit and the sounds of waves crashing against the beach becomes more and more distinct.Another distinct sound soon rises to meet it... laughter. Soft, innocent giggles of excitement... I can only guess it's coming from children.And