I sit in the empty darkness of my office. Accepting the fact that my mate is gone. The war we thought was over has taken my mate with it. The one I had waited for. The one fated for me. Now what was I meant to do? How was I meant to continue as a strong Alpha? To lead our pack?
I thought of my mate, my beautiful Ava, her damaged and bleeding body as I had seen it being brought back to the pack…
I felt my heart crumbling to pieces I did not think could be put back together. My wolf, Micco had gone, to where, I was yet to discover. Him too, likely struggling to accept the loss of our fated one, our beloved girl…
There was a knock at the door. I feel my anger building in my veins. Who would dare disturb me when they must know I was mourning the loss of my mate? My Luna…
“What?!” My voice penetrates through the walls of the Alpha’s office of the packhouse.
The door opens meekly, “I am sorry to disturb you Alpha Jackson” Avery, one of the pack Omegas who helps around the packhouse begins to speak.
I glare darky in her direction, hoping she will take the hint she is not welcome here, but instead she continues. “There is someone here wishing to speak with you, and I believe it will be of much comfort to you Alpha, sir.” With that she lowers her head as a show of respect and moves away from the door, allowing whoever had accompanied her access to my office.
Someone to offer me comfort? Unless they had suddenly been able to resurrect my mate, there would be no comfort for me. And I could see nobody being of any help to me…
I look away in disgust at her assumption she had the right to do this. Turning my chair away from the door, looking to the window of my office to see the busy pack outside, the people of my pack, my people, my family, working hard to return our pack to safety, to normality. Fixing the damage done by the brutality of the war, the animals that came to attack us. I should be out there helping them, leading the way as Alpha, yet instead I am here falling apart, mourning the loss of my mate.
“Excuse me, Alpha Jackson” a frail voice utters from behind me, making me jump in spite of myself. I was aware she had walked in. So why she had made me jump I do not know.
I turn to look at the small, elderly lady in front of my desk. Her greying hair twisted up into a tidy bun at the back of her head, and her green eyes still sparkled like they were young… quite creepy, I had to admit…
“Ariella.” I greet her, not particularly happy to see her. This woman had always given me the creeps. My father, the Alpha before me, had always enjoyed her company, appreciating her visions in helping him run the pack, me however, I was not quite as understanding and believing in the expertise of a pack seer. Had little to do with her and asked her to stay away from me whether there were visions or not. Because I had no reason to believe they were true.
“I wish to pass on my condolences Alpha Jackson. I felt the loss of your beautiful mate.” she said with a voice so soft you could barely hear.
She felt it? Hmm, I am sure. Nothing to do with the fact the news has spread throughout the pack by now. I roll my eyes with displeasure at her presence.
“If that is all?” I attempt to dismiss her.
“No, I am afraid that is not all Alpha.” She says, this time with a little more force.
I look up to her, by now fury is pulsating through my body. My dark eyes lock with her green ones, as she has the nerve to stare directly at me, with no fear showing. Like she is demanding a reaction.
“I believe you came to pass on your condolences did you not Ariella? You have done that. Now I would appreciate being left alone to mourn the loss of my mate in fucking peace!” I yell.
She raises her eyebrows at me, in a defiant move almost. As she then slowly nods her head. “Mourning is a natural path in moving on young Alpha…” She began.
“Moving on?” I yell once more, my body trembling in anger. “My mate is barely cold, and you are talking of moving on. Show some respect you old fool!”
She smirked at me now, as she nodded once more. “I apologise, for I feel you take what I say in the wrong manner, as you so often do young Alpha. As I said, mourning is needed as part of the path of moving on.” I glare at her, wanting to grip her by her neck and throw her from my office, but she glares straight back at me, those green eyes almost challenging me as she continues. “but this loss you are feeling shall be overcome young Alpha. You are meant for bigger things. Fate has things proposed for you…”
“Can you leave now? You know how I feel about your beliefs and your visions. They will not help in my mourning if that is what you are hoping Ariella.” I say coldly, doing my damnest to hold my temper and not physically remove her from my office.
She nods at me, a sad smile on her face. “I understand young Alpha. I wish you had the accepting mind of your father. I truly wish to help. I can only hope for the best for you in your healing. And your friend, our Beta.”
“Our Beta?” I mutter. “What do you mean? What has happened to Cayden?”
Panic began to fill me, had I lost my closest friend too? My second in command? My oldest friend? No please, no... I had been in my office for a good hour now, since leaving the body of my mate, since learning of her death, since needing some time to compose myself before going to see her once more. My wolf was tearing inside of my mind apart seeing her damaged and broken body. I needed some space.
But there had been no news of Cayden. I was sure of that. He had been out there battling, like me. Though, I had put my block up on mindlinks so nobody could get hold of me once I was called to Ava's side. Turning off my phone too so that I was truly alone. Needing no disturbances. Truly needing peace to accept my beautiful Ava had gone.
“Cayden is in one piece Alpha Jackson. He, as always will be by your side, until old age, of that I have no doubt. However, his mate, Lily, sadly, she has joined Ava on the path to meeting the moon goddess today. Fate chose that their time with us was short, and they were needed elsewhere…” Ariella began.
“No!” I interrupt, my hands trembling worse than ever now at the old woman's words.
My friend lost his mate too?! How did I not relaise? We feel the breaking of the bonds to pack as we lose someone. As someone dies. The bond to our pack snaps, we all feel it, especially me as Alpha. But, as terrible as it sounds, there has been so much of that lately with the fighting from the other pack, it has become such a familiar sensation… How did I not know?
“I am so sorry Alpha. I thought you were aware.” She whispers.
“When? How?” I utter.
“About ten minutes ago, I believe.” She says quietly, I look to her in shock. How would she know? She was here ten minutes ago, was she not? News does not travel that quickly though pack. “And she was trying to help a wounded man, but he attacked her…”
“How do you know this?!” I do not understand her words. There is no way for her to know all this. I need to find my friend, I need to find Cayden. Does he even know yet? He will be as broken as me!
She smiles sadly, her big green eyes staring at me intently. “I think you know the answer to that young Alpha, if you look inside of the things we discuss, but it is if you are willing to accept the answers you find.”
“I think you should go. I need to find Cayden.” I tell her.
She nods. “Of course, I would expect nothing else. But, before you do. I need to give you something. This is something I have kept with me for some time, I had written it down, I know it involves you…” she says as she hands me a rolled up piece of parchment. “keep it safe young Alpha, it could end many things and could bring a brighter future”.
And with that she walked away. Leaving me with the parchment in hand, unsure of what the little old lady was actually talking about. My mind admittedly was not in the best of places right now, so I was stuggling to think straight, but somehow Ariella always managed to confuse me with her words. But it mattered little, I don’t believe a thing she says. And right now, I need to find my friend…
Six months later We had steadily rebuilt our pack, as strongly as we could. The attacks once more had shifted from our pack to neighbouring ones. The Night Shade Pack and it’s Alpha were becoming more irrational and brutal with their needless attacks. They had overturned smaller packs, slaughtering many or leaving them homeless and forcing them rogue in order to gain control of their land and pack. Where this Alpha had managed to build his forces from we were uncertain, this region had always been a peaceful one, until recent years. Until the Rhodes family came into power of the Night Shade Pack. And now we all suffered. “Hey Jackson” Cayden, my pack Beta greeted me as he walked into the office. “We have arranged some interviews for the accountancy and business support role you were wanting.” Cayden and I had struggled over the past six months with the losses of our mates, feeling as Alpha and Beta we should have been better prepared in protec
I was allowed onto Mystic Shadow Pack despite the heightened security, though this was understandable considering the recent and ongoing situation within our region. Our packs were allies, and my mother was friends with the mother of the current Beta here from what I understood. Though if you listen to my mother it sounded like she was friends with the whole world and their mother! Though, on this occasion, I was not going to complain at her over-friendliness, because it had resulted in a job interview for me that potentially meant a break from our pack. Admittedly, it would not lead to an escape to the ongoing conflict, because it was another war effected pack, but it was still somewhere new, some new people who may not be full of sympathy over the fact my father had died in the fighting. That had been one of the hardest things to accept. Losing my father to this futile and needless battle, that seemed to be going nowhere. My father, our pack’s former Beta, recently retired
I had sat at my desk, a mug of strong coffee by my side, working to go through the papers that I had allowed to build up over the last few days. Always a big mistake allowing it to build up. Paperwork was not my strongest skill. One of the roles I hated so much as an Alpha, and definitely one of the things I generally delegated when I could. But, today was the day I had promised to work through some of the paperwork I could not delegate. Which meant I would also be working through many mugs of strong coffee to allow me to still be fully functional by the end of the day, or I would likely end up in a heap asleep at my desk after the first few pieces of paperwork. When suddenly the door to my office opened and Cayden strolled in, like he didn't have a care in the world. Never thinking to knock this guy. Thinking he owns the place, I swear! I am about to make a sarcastic comment as I so often do, when I realise he is not alone… Cayden stands alongside a petite, beautiful
I arrived onto Mystic Shadow Pack a couple of days later to begin the induction for my job. I can’t say I know how I feel about this new start for me if I am entirely honest. It was something I wanted, I knew that. But, right now, terrified was definitely one word that could be used to describe the feelings simmering through my body at present as I pulled into the pack. The guard at the gate was a little more friendly this morning, perhaps aware of who I was now, well he better get used to me now I would be working here! I saw Beta Cayden sitting on the steps of the packhouse, leaning back on his arms, seemingly enjoying the morning sunshine, his head tilted into the rays of the light from the sun, lighting up his handsome features on his face. I assume he was waiting for me to arrive. Wonderful, it looked like I would be spending time with the crazy one again then. Though, as Beta it was likely I would have to spend at least some time with him because of the job I had bee
‘What the hell are you doing Cay?’ Jackson’s voice booms through the pack link. ‘That has to be the second time you have been flirting with her at least! She is here to work, not to please you.’ Wow. He looks furious. Absolutely raging. Like something went up his ass and bit him. Jeez. I did not need his attitude right now. I don’t even know what is going on with me, if he is hoping for an explanation he will be struggling to get one. I have no clue what has happened to me if I am honest. This girl is new to the pack. She is beautiful, there is no denying that. But seeing her anxious the other day made me want to hug her, comfort her. It set something inside of me on edge. I didn’t like seeing her like that. There was no logic behind it. And then when Jackson said she had been given the job, I found myself, again, with no real explanation, or logic behind it, looking forward to seeing her again today. Sad. Crazy. Pathetic. Whatever you want to consider it. Y
I have no clue what has come over Cayden. He can usually take my temper quite easily. Though today I think I perhaps was a little harsher than usual. No, I know I was. Maybe my words overstepped a mark. There was no reason to bring Lily into this. I know the pain he went through. I went through it with him. I will need to find him later to apologise, I think. He did not deserve my bitterness. My temper in that moment, yet I could not hold my words back. I could sense his anger, not only his, but that of his wolf too, but he was holding it back. He was struggling, battling it. I knew that, but he was managing, just. I assume that was why he was rushing out, or perhaps that was simply because he could not bear to be around me? And, in all honesty, I don’t think I could blame him. My words were close to unforgiveable. Holding back his rage was different for him. He was such a sweet, and caring guy as a whole, but his temper was like a switch, that once triggered there w
The Alpha seems to have gone quiet. A pained look on his face. His hand now gone from around my shoulder, in what I had assumed was a show of kindness. His fist however, now clenched by his side. Perhaps I should not have mentioned his mate. But he was giving me sympathy. Something I hated. Something that seemed to be a natural thing when people heard of my Dad. It was human nature after all. But I detested it. It simply reminded me he was gone. Reminded me of this incessant war, that was completely needless. And the sick and twisted man behind it all. He was the man I blamed for the death of my father, not the war. But I did not want sympathy. Sympathy meant people felt sorry for me. I did not like people feeling sorry for me. I just wanted the sick bastard to pay for his cruel acts. See he got the retribution he deserved before he died, and then once more in hell, because no doubt that was where he was bound. But, then there was me, offering the same sympathies to t
After rushing out of the library I had made my way to the door of the packhouse. My wolf, Kali was already pushing to the surface of my skin. He had had enough. Needed a break. Wanted to get out and go for a run. Who can blame him after the words of our so called best friend? Our Alpha? I was already struggling with the confusing feelings I was battling toward this young new she-wolf that had suddenly appeared into our lives. And the overwhelming sense of guilt these feelings brought with them. I had no clue what they all meant. But there was something about Evelyn Anderson that I could not shake. I could not get her from my mind and I felt drawn to her. I flung the doors of the packhouse open, Kali lingering at the surface under my skin, I could feel him, he was pushing to shift and would be forcing it if I did not go to shift soon. I need to go for a run. The morning sunshine was still bright and warm as I walked down the steps of the packhouse, heading toward the