"So your father and me got an invitation," My mother says, eyes expressionless. "A ceremony cointaining lead Alphas and their mates from all over the country."
I can't exactly pay attention to what she's saying, I'm thinking of something else. It has been a week since I sent that letter by our local raven. I can't really expect a reply from her, it's not like I wanted or asked something. But still the craving is there, I want to talk to her. I want to see her again. I want to get rid of this confusion and frustration.
"You don't look well. Is something the matter with you?" my mother slightly frowns, apparently she didn't like the feeling showing my negligence to her speech.
"No, I'm fine," I shake my body in a speedy motion, as if to show off how strong and light my body feels. "So you and father are going to attend this ceremony?"
"It's not like an order from the King, but it might be a great experience since all the lead Alphas will be there, according to their will. I also came to know that some family members of the lead Alpha can also join, as long as it's appropriate and meets the requirements."
Suddenly I'm weary, listening earnestly to her though she continues to remain expressionless. Since all the lead Alphas will attend the ceremony, does that mean....
"You're not thinking about the Blood Moon girl, are ya?" Charles growls behind me, his expression tells that he's aware of the ceremony news.
"She's not just some girls, an Alphaess. At least show some respect," I reply in a grumpy voice. It's clear that he still haven't accepted the rejection from Nyx quite well, but that doesn't excuse his behaviour.
"Respect?" he scoffs, glancing at my mother. "Dear Mother, will you teach your stupid son a lesson? He's been going outta hands recently, forgetting how that girl humiliated our pack."
"All she did was rejecting the marriage proposal with you," I shrug. "I don't see how that would consider the whole pack."
Charles is at a loss of words hearing this and leaves the room with a storm after giving me a vicious glare. And my mother lets out a soft sigh, saying nothing.
Now this is my chance to see Nyx again, by attending the ceremony next week.
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"Welcome to the beginning of Alpha Pleasure ceremony," the man wearing suit coat announces it loudly by the mic, holding a neverending smile. Most of the crowd stops for a moment to hear what he has to say, some of the others continuing what they were doing.
My eyes keep wandering among the crowd, looking for a familiar figure. Though I assume that she probably won't be here at the festival, since she's an Alphaess, she must have gotten handful of expensive private festivals or something like that. I stare at the dens decorations behind the stage, wondering if she would be there. Among the storm of countless wolves here, a certain person is pretty tough to find, I won't deny that.
I walk to the massive tables full of foods after a while, asking myself if I'm in the mood for to eat. Since this is a national festival, there are also wolf meats, seems nicely cooked. But the sight of those meat pieces gross the hell outta me, I'd never be in a place where I take part in cannibalism, no matter how hard it gets.
"Hungry?" a voice whispers behind me suddenly.
I immediately recognise the voice, whose tone I've wanted and craved to hear for weeks. I slowly turn and see her smiling mischievously at me. She looks brighter and prettier than I could even imagine, her plain white outfit radiating beautiful aura.
"Nyx, Alphaess Nyx," I breath heavily as I utter her name.
She glances around the area and offers me her hand to hold, "Mind getting out of this place, Alpha Lorenzo?"
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We walk by the bank of a calm, small river near the festival area, our hands are almost touching. I wait for her confirmation with an excessively beating heart, wondering if that's too much. South wind breeze continues to bless our souls and Nyx lets me hold her hand with a soft chuckle.
"What's the nervousness for, Lorenzo?" she calls me by my name for the first time.
I look into her eyes, wanting to tell her all the unspoken feelings and sentences I have been concealing.
"I can't help it, when I'm with you, Nyx."
She definitely knows. Psychology says that girls are good at getting hints like this, but in most of the cases, they act like they don't know anything. Honestly I can't blame her in this situation, it was just that day she rose to the throne. That event still feels hard to believe, the power this girl holds, and right now I'm holding her hand.
"I don't really expect you to give me an answer right now," I say again, stopping my steps and experiencing boldness. "You can have all the time you want, but eventually I demand an answer."
"Demand an answer of what, Alpha Lorenzo?" she looks at me softly, sunlight majestically radiating on her beautiful face and hair.
I take a deep breath, thinking what if there goes nothing and she rejects me without any second chance. I don't wanna imagine the outcome, but can't help denying that thought either.
"The answer to the feelings that I have for you. You have taken over my mind the moment I first saw you and you're the first one. I want to be your mate, Alphaess Nyx, I want to take care of you till my last breath. I don't demand an answer from you right away, I'm sure this is sudden for you. I want to be a better man for you, a man you can brag about, and I'm ready to do anything for that."
"Are you sure you're not mistaking your feelings? Maybe those feelings are the signs of friendship?" Nyx blurts out awkwardly, her cheeks are blushing with embarrassment.
"No, Alphaess, there's no mistake," I shake my head, feeling desperate to prove my emotions. "Man and woman can't be friends, and I don't intend to form a friendship with you either way. I wanna be your soulmate, want to love you and take care of you, protecting of from any kind of danger and stand by you at every situation."
Nyx slowly steps closer to me, pressing my hand to her chest. She looks into my eyes, eyes full of smile and affection. As she tiptoes on her feet and softly presses her moist lips to my cheek, my heart stops beating.
"Apparently we need time, Lorenzo. But I'll wait for you," she whispers to my ear, "As you'll wait for me."
"And then we'll be together forever," I take her into my arms, hugging her tightly.
I'm so happy. But also determined to make the best of myself, for her.
For us.
I never thought this would happen. Never.Not like this. Not now. Not with him.I watch as Lorenzo’s chest rises and falls, each breath getting weaker, slower, like the very life within him is being drained away. The blood still stains the floor around us, a reminder of how quickly everything is unraveling. It’s as if time itself is slipping through my fingers, and all I can do is hold onto him. My mate. My everything.His hand is so cold in mine. I try to warm it, press my palm against his, but it feels like the warmth is fading, like the life inside of him is ebbing away with each passing second. I press my cheek against his forehead, my tears falling freely, mixing with the blood that covers us both. Healers, even the world's most powerful healer can't help him. "Lorenzo," I whisper, my voice hoarse with the weight of my fear. "Please, don’t do this. Please don’t leave me. I can’t lose you. I just_ I can’t."But he doesn’t answer. His lips remain still, and his eyes are closed, as
I wake up to the sound of rustling leaves. It’s quiet, too quiet, like the calm before a storm. My head is pounding, a sharp ache that seems to cut through my skull. I blink, trying to focus, but everything is blurry, and I’m suddenly aware of a sickening warmth creeping up from my stomach. I sit up, but the room tilts and spins, and before I can stop it, I feel a wave of nausea wash over me. I stagger out of bed, desperate to make it to the bathroom, but my legs feel like they’re made of lead.The moment I stand, the room tilts to the side. My vision darkens.I feel the bile rise in my throat, and I can’t stop it. I double over in pain, retching violently. Blood splatters across the floor, staining the stone tiles beneath my feet. My chest tightens, the air becoming harder and harder to breathe, but I can’t control it. The blood keeps coming.“Lorenzo!” The voice is frantic, filled with fear.I look up, and through my blurred vision, I see Nyx rushing toward me, her face pale with wo
I can hear the soft rustling of leaves, the distant calls of the creatures in the woods around us, but all of it fades away in the face of the moment. It’s happening.Enzo. My son.I watch him, standing tall in the middle of the clearing, the wolf inside him finally unleashed. His transformation is complete. The air around us crackles with the energy of it, the power of the wild that he’s just embraced.My heart swells with pride. I always knew this day would come—the day he would claim his wolf, step into his true power. But as I watch him now, golden eyes glowing in the pale moonlight, there’s a knot tightening in my chest. It’s the curse.The curse that has loomed over me, hovering like a dark cloud, waiting for the moment when my son would finally become whole. The moment when the last part of him would emerge. The moment when the bond between us would be fully realized.And with that realization, I would lose him.I swallow, trying to push away the bitter taste of that thought. I
The moonlight spills into the clearing, casting a soft glow across the forest. It’s peaceful here, the wind rustling gently through the leaves, the scent of pine filling the air. But tonight, there’s a different energy—a charge in the atmosphere, thick with anticipation. Nyx stands by Lorenzo, her heart beating faster than usual as they watch their son, Enzo, standing in the center of the clearing.He’s ready. He has to be. Tonight is the night he finally gets his wolf, the transformation that will mark him as a true Lycan, as one of their kind.Nyx can see the nervous tension in Enzo’s posture, the way his hands are clenched at his sides. His chest rises and falls with each breath, his golden eyes flickering nervously toward her and Lorenzo. He’s been through so much already, and though he may be growing stronger, there’s still a part of him that’s afraid. Afraid of the unknown, afraid of the power that’s about to course through his veins.Enzo is a warrior in the making, but tonight
It’s quiet for a moment. Too quiet. The wind, which had been carrying the scent of the surrounding forest, now seems to still, as though the entire world is holding its breath. Nyx watches Enzo carefully, her heart beating faster than usual as she takes a step closer to him, her protective instincts flaring.Lorenzo stands beside her, his gaze locked on their son, who is standing tall, his hands clenched at his sides. Enzo looks nervous—no, more than nervous. He looks unsure, as if something so big, so monumental is about to happen, and he’s not quite ready for it. Nyx can understand that. She remembers when she first felt the power of her wolf and the weight of her responsibility. But this? This was different.Enzo isn’t just a wolf. He’s a Lycan, and he’s about to awaken something inside him that none of them fully understand.She can see it in his eyes—the flicker of uncertainty, the quiet struggle to accept what’s coming. But it’s in his blood, running deep. There’s no escaping it
The ground beneath us shakes, sending a ripple of unease through my bones. The ritual has begun, but it’s not like anything I’ve ever felt before. The magic surrounding us pulses like a living thing, thrumming in the air. It feels as if the very forest is alive, watching, waiting.Lorenzo’s hand tightens around mine, his fingers steady despite the chaos unfolding around us. Enzo stands beside us, his expression unreadable, but I know he feels it too—the power, the danger. I can sense the tension in the air, thick and heavy, as if everything could unravel in an instant.Lyra’s voice cuts through the cacophony of power, calm and firm. “Stay focused. Let the magic guide you.”I glance at Lorenzo, his jaw clenched, his eyes hard with determination. He doesn’t say anything, but I know he’s thinking the same thing I am. This is dangerous, more so than any battle we’ve fought. The Heart of the Forest is a place of immense power, but it’s also unpredictable. We don’t know what we’ll face.The