CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER 11

The night split open with a roar of thunder, dark clouds swallowed the moon, overpowering the world’s shadow, a reckless wind howled through the trees, bending them like frightened servants before a wrathful king. A moment later, the heavens broke loose.

Rain crashed down in torrents, wild unrelenting, merciless. Each drop struck the earth like a hammer, turning the quiet village into a trembling sea of mud. Illuminating rooftops, terrified faces, and the rising waters that swallow the streets.

Within minutes, the ground disappeared beneath swirling waves. The flood surged through doorways and alleys, dragging away baskets, firewood, and anything foolish enough to resist it, the once familiar path vanished, replaced by an agitating, angry current that reflected the stormy heaven roar of the flood.

And through it all, the storm raged on, wild and untamed, as if the sky itself were mourning, or warning, of what was yet to come.

Rick stood at the window watching the thurming rain becoming dangerous, recalling the seer’s words and connecting it to the rain, he sighed and went back to bed, thinking of what was to come, he wondered if he was capable enough to stop it, he wished his brother was around to help him.

Even though he acted boldly, he was still worried that things would turn out to be very bad, because he had promised his brother to be a good leader.

Besides, so many people have sneaked into the werewolves’ pack, and nothing happened, so he believed that the prophecy of the curse is fake.

So, whatever is happening now, should be a normal rain.

RICK POV

The previous day, I almost pounded on Charles because I met him in an intimate position with my mate. I tried to ignore that bond, but I couldn’t. I tried not to think about it, but it isn’t working.

So, I stood at the door, they were fighting over something, Gray wanted to hide, and Charles was trying to get it when he fell on Gray.

Suddenly.

Keal, who has not shown himself for a decade, took control of my body, took Charles by the neck until he almost choked, I quickly tried to calm him down, because he has a great temper, which can hardly be tamed.

“Keal, why did you come out now? I thought you were angry with me, and you didn’t want to come out ever again. Why are you now choking my friend?”

“Let me take back control, I will handle this.”

He let out a low growl before going back, I finally released him. His eyes were blood red from lack of oxygen.

“Sorry,” I muttered. Looking at the Gray, who is now calm, he looked tense when Keal was choking Charles. Their relationship seems close.

“Keal is back, right?” Charles asked.

“Yes,” I replied.

“Why is he angry with?” he asked again.

“You are messing with his mate”, I replied to him through mind link.

Wait! What! He is a dude, “Why will the moon goddess mate with a guy to you?” he exclaimed.

“Ask me again, assuming I knew what the moon goddess is thinking I would definitely not be here wondering what to do next.”

Now that you know scram from our head, and don’t even think of telling him, or else I will squeeze the life out of you. Keal said.

“I have bad news for you; do you want to hear it or not?” Charles asked.

“Go ahead,” I said.

“Gray has a boyfriend,” he broke the news to us.

I close my eyes, absorbing the pain. It felt like the moment it was about to collapse, imagining how his hand laced with his, his laughter resting where my name should have been. The bond inside me didn’t shatter; it ached, a slow, cruel ache, like a wound that refused to bleed yet burned all the same.

Keal stirred within me, usually a storm of strength and fury, but now he was quiet, too quiet. His pain pressed against my chest, heavy and raw.

He is ours, he whispered, his voice cracked, wounded in a way I had never heard before. The Lycan who feared nothing bowed under the weight of the truth.

My heart broke twice, once for myself and once for Keal. I could feel his grief curling through my veins, a shared sorrow neither of us could escape.

The mate bond tugged mercilessly, reminding us of what was promised but never claimed. It was torture to know he existed, smiled… but chose someone else.

Even though we hadn’t been together for long, and I want to reject the bond, my heart still aches.

Keal has waited ages for his mate, and yet when he thought he found him, he lost him without any struggle.

With only a few sentences, our world dimmed, leaving nothing behind but a fractured heart and a Lycan grieving a love that might never be his.

Charles put his hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me, “I didn’t tell you earlier when you called him mate at the hall because I thought you were trying to protect him from the pack.” I didn’t know he was actually your mate. He spoke

“Are you into men?” Charles asked.

What do you mean” I asked coldly.

“Like, are you gay?”

I kept quiet, deep in thought, do I like men, but I have been with Charles all my life and never had any intimate thoughts towards him.

“Is that the reason why you refused any chosen mate?” he asked.

I shook my head “No.” I answered.

We bathe together during military training and I wasn’t moved seeing your nakedness, so I’m definitely not gay.

“If you don’t like men, then why will the moon goddess mate a man to you, and you seem attracted to him?” He spoke sarcastically.

Maybe it’s the made bond, besides, I plan to reject it, I can’t be mated to a werewolf.

“Don’t you dare, if you don’t want our mate I want him.” So don’t even think about it.

“What did Keal say?” Charles asked.

“Nothing,” I said dismissing it.

“I know he told you not to dare his mate.”

He was still talking when his words seemed to be drifting toward me like distant echoes, when something inside my mind clicked. The world didn’t stop it simply slid away.

The sound of his voice blurred, stretching thin, as if swallowed by water. Faces lost their edges. The room dimmed, not in the light but in the meaning. My gaze fixed on nothing, yet everything rushed forward at once memories, truths, pieces I hadn’t known were missing snapping into place.

Keal stirred sharply, alert now, breath catching with mine. “You feel it too,” he murmured, awe threading through his tone.

My chest tightened as understanding struck, not loud, not dramatic, but precise. Terrifyingly clear. I wasn’t listening anymore; I was somewhere else, racing through realization too fast to stop, too sharp to ignore.

When I finally blinked, the moment had passed. Silence sat between us, heavy and awkward. I realized Charles had stopped speaking long before I had stopped hearing.

I could feel I was still in the room.

But my mind had already run miles ahead.

I opened my eyes, and there was no ground beneath my feet, yet I did not fall. No sky above me, yet I was not enclosed. The space around me was, vast and empty, stretching without direction or edge.

Sound did not exist here. Even my thoughts felt muted, as if the place swallowed meaning itself. I could not tell where I ended and where the nothingness began. Time loosened its grip, dissolving into something shapeless, something irrelevant.

There were no colors, no shadows, no wind, no warmth, only a quiet so complete that it felt alive. Not peaceful. Not cruel. Just absence.

I tried to move, but motion had no purpose in a place that did not acknowledge distance. I tried to breathe, and even breathing felt optional, forgotten by the world.

It was like being trapped inside a dream that had forgotten how to dream back, a place where existence paused, waiting for something to remember it.

Just then, a voice echoes, “Rick,” then so many voices later, still calling my name, Rick. Rick. Rick… until my head began to go in a spiral form, my mind blurry, it felt like my world was coming to an end.

Rick, this time I heard Charles calling my name. I opened my eyes to see Charles and his dad staring at me with worried faces.

“Thank goddess you are awake” he said. As he sat beside me to help me sit, I was still feeling dizzy from everything that had happened.

“How are you feeling” Charles’s father asked.

“I’m feeling better,” I replied.

“What happened to me?” I asked

“You suddenly fainted,” Charles replied.

I’m a Lycan, not just any Lycan, but an Alpha. I am not supposed to faint, just like. Something is wrong somewhere.

Suddenly, an omegaCHAPTER 11

The night split open with a roar of thunder, dark clouds swallowed the moon, overpowering the world’s shadow, a reckless wind howled through the trees, bending them like frightened servants before a wrathful king. A moment later, the heavens broke loose.

Rain crashed down in torrents, wild unrelenting, merciless. Each drop struck the earth like a hammer, turning the quiet village into a trembling sea of mud. Illuminating rooftops, terrified faces, and the rising waters that swallow the streets.

Within minutes, the ground disappeared beneath swirling waves. The flood surged through doorways and alleys, dragging away baskets, firewood, and anything foolish enough to resist it, the once familiar path vanished, replaced by an agitating, angry current that reflected the stormy heaven roar of the flood.

And through it all, the storm raged on, wild and untamed, as if the sky itself were mourning, or warning, of what was yet to come.

Rick stood at the window watching the thurming rain becoming dangerous, recalling the seer’s words and connecting it to the rain, he sighed and went back to bed, thinking of what was to come, he wondered if he was capable enough to stop it, he wished his brother was around to help him.

Even though he acted boldly, he was still worried that things would turn out to be very bad, because he had promised his brother to be a good leader.

Besides, so many people have sneaked into the werewolves’ pack, and nothing happened, so he believed that the prophecy of the curse is fake.

So, whatever is happening now, should be a normal rain.

RICK POV

The previous day, I almost pounded on Charles because I met him in an intimate position with my mate. I tried to ignore that bond, but I couldn’t. I tried not to think about it, but it isn’t working.

So, I stood at the door, they were fighting over something, Gray wanted to hide, and Charles was trying to get it when he fell on Gray.

Suddenly.

Keal, who has not shown himself for a decade, took control of my body, took Charles by the neck until he almost choked, I quickly tried to calm him down, because he has a great temper, which can hardly be tamed.

“Keal, why did you come out now? I thought you were angry with me, and you didn’t want to come out ever again. Why are you now choking my friend?”

“Let me take back control, I will handle this.”

He let out a low growl before going back, I finally released him. His eyes were blood red from lack of oxygen.

“Sorry,” I muttered. Looking at the Gray, who is now calm, he looked tense when Keal was choking Charles. Their relationship seems close.

“Keal is back, right?” Charles asked.

“Yes,” I replied.

“Why is he angry with?” he asked again.

“You are messing with his mate”, I replied to him through mind link.

Wait! What! He is a dude, “Why will the moon goddess mate with a guy to you?” he exclaimed.

“Ask me again, assuming I knew what the moon goddess is thinking I would definitely not be here wondering what to do next.”

Now that you know scram from our head, and don’t even think of telling him, or else I will squeeze the life out of you. Keal said.

“I have bad news for you; do you want to hear it or not?” Charles asked.

“Go ahead,” I said.

“Gray has a boyfriend,” he broke the news to us.

I close my eyes, absorbing the pain. It felt like the moment it was about to collapse, imagining how his hand laced with his, his laughter resting where my name should have been. The bond inside me didn’t shatter; it ached, a slow, cruel ache, like a wound that refused to bleed yet burned all the same.

Keal stirred within me, usually a storm of strength and fury, but now he was quiet, too quiet. His pain pressed against my chest, heavy and raw.

He is ours, he whispered, his voice cracked, wounded in a way I had never heard before. The Lycan who feared nothing bowed under the weight of the truth.

My heart broke twice, once for myself and once for Keal. I could feel his grief curling through my veins, a shared sorrow neither of us could escape.

The mate bond tugged mercilessly, reminding us of what was promised but never claimed. It was torture to know he existed, smiled… but chose someone else.

Even though we hadn’t been together for long, and I want to reject the bond, my heart still aches.

Keal has waited ages for his mate, and yet when he thought he found him, he lost him without any struggle.

With only a few sentences, our world dimmed, leaving nothing behind but a fractured heart and a Lycan grieving a love that might never be his.

Charles put his hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me, “I didn’t tell you earlier when you called him mate at the hall because I thought you were trying to protect him from the pack.” I didn’t know he was actually your mate. He spoke

“Are you into men?” Charles asked.

What do you mean” I asked coldly.

“Like, are you gay?”

I kept quiet, deep in thought, do I like men, but I have been with Charles all my life and never had any intimate thoughts towards him.

“Is that the reason why you refused any chosen mate?” he asked.

I shook my head “No.” I answered.

We bathe together during military training and I wasn’t moved seeing your nakedness, so I’m definitely not gay.

“If you don’t like men, then why will the moon goddess mate a man to you, and you seem attracted to him?” He spoke sarcastically.

Maybe it’s the made bond, besides, I plan to reject it, I can’t be mated to a werewolf.

“Don’t you dare, if you don’t want our mate I want him.” So don’t even think about it.

“What did Keal say?” Charles asked.

“Nothing,” I said dismissing it.

“I know he told you not to dare his mate.”

He was still talking when his words seemed to be drifting toward me like distant echoes, when something inside my mind clicked. The world didn’t stop it simply slid away.

The sound of his voice blurred, stretching thin, as if swallowed by water. Faces lost their edges. The room dimmed, not in the light but in the meaning. My gaze fixed on nothing, yet everything rushed forward at once memories, truths, pieces I hadn’t known were missing snapping into place.

Keal stirred sharply, alert now, breath catching with mine. “You feel it too,” he murmured, awe threading through his tone.

My chest tightened as understanding struck, not loud, not dramatic, but precise. Terrifyingly clear. I wasn’t listening anymore; I was somewhere else, racing through realization too fast to stop, too sharp to ignore.

When I finally blinked, the moment had passed. Silence sat between us, heavy and awkward. I realized Charles had stopped speaking long before I had stopped hearing.

I could feel I was still in the room.

But my mind had already run miles ahead.

I opened my eyes, and there was no ground beneath my feet, yet I did not fall. No sky above me, yet I was not enclosed. The space around me was, vast and empty, stretching without direction or edge.

Sound did not exist here. Even my thoughts felt muted, as if the place swallowed meaning itself. I could not tell where I ended and where the nothingness began. Time loosened its grip, dissolving into something shapeless, something irrelevant.

There were no colors, no shadows, no wind, no warmth, only a quiet so complete that it felt alive. Not peaceful. Not cruel. Just absence.

I tried to move, but motion had no purpose in a place that did not acknowledge distance. I tried to breathe, and even breathing felt optional, forgotten by the world.

It was like being trapped inside a dream that had forgotten how to dream back, a place where existence paused, waiting for something to remember it.

Just then, a voice echoes, “Rick,” then so many voices later, still calling my name, Rick. Rick. Rick… until my head began to go in a spiral form, my mind blurry, it felt like my world was coming to an end.

Rick, this time I heard Charles calling my name. I opened my eyes to see Charles and his dad staring at me with worried faces.

“Thank goddess you are awake” he said. As he sat beside me to help me sit, I was still feeling dizzy from everything that had happened.

“How are you feeling” Charles’s father asked.

“I’m feeling better,” I replied.

“What happened to me?” I asked

“You suddenly fainted,” Charles replied.

I’m a Lycan, not just any Lycan, but an Alpha. I am not supposed to faint, just like. Something is wrong somewhere.

Suddenly, an omega hurried into the room, movements tight with urgency.

“It’s raining” he shouted.

Rain? In summer? Hurried into the room, movements tight with urgency.

“It’s raining” he shouted.

Rain?

In summer?