LUCYSitting alone in the quiet of my haven, my thoughts drifted back to my childhood. Memories of my father and Cade flooded my mind, the times they laughed together, their camaraderie, and the trust my father had in Cade. It saddened my heart to think that someone so close to my family could be responsible for my family’s tragedy. The weight of betrayal felt so heavy on my heart.“How could you do this, Cade?” I mused silently, struggling with conflicting emotions of grief and anger.My thoughts were interrupted by a soft tap on my shoulder which jolted me, pulling me out of my reverie. Glen, Chris’ beta, stood at my side with an urgent expression.“Lucy, Chris has returned. He wishes to speak with you as soon as you can,” Glen announced, the urgency in his voice evident. My heart skipped a beat at the news. I pushed aside my tumultuous contemplation, bracing myself up for the encounter with Chris. The conflicting emotions of dread and anticipation gnawed at me as I prepared to fac

LUCYSince Chris returned, I spent most of my night with him strategizing on how to sabotage Cade’s plans. Things were looking smooth and with the way things were, I had faith that our plans would be a successful one.One evening, while we were making our plans and discussing how to execute them, a stranger rushed in accompanied by Glen., breathless and visibly tensed.“Alpha Dylan requests your presence immediately,” the stranger said, his voice expressing the urgency of his message.In a rush, Chris hurried off, leaving me alone at the treehouse. I was perplexed and wondered what the urgency was about. Did something happen at the pack? Who was Alpha Dylan? Why did he want to meet with Chris so suddenly?These thoughts ran through my mind as I departed from the treehouse. My thoughts were entwined in a whirlwind of confusion and concern. I just couldn’t fathom the urgency that compelled Chris to depart abruptly. Yet with a heavy heart, I returned to my routine at the rogue pack whil

LUCYIn the early hours of the morning, I heard the cell door creak open and Nathan stealthily approached the cell where I and my mother were held captive. He immediately began to unfasten the chains that held me down and unlocked the cell.My heart grew in anticipation as he released me and my mother from the cell. “Thank you, Nathan,” I whispered, embracing the urgency of the situation.“Time is of the essence. My father’s plans to execute both of you are looming ominously,” Nathan said, a sense of urgency in his voice. “I overhead him instruct one of his guards to behead you and send it as a gift to Chris.”“I don’t know how I’m ever going to repay you for what you’ve done,” I said, my heart full of gratitude.“Nathan, a conflicted expression on his face nodded. “I can’t let my father do this. Get your mother to safety before the guards get here.”With my mother in tow, I and Nathan ventured out of the rogue pack far from the impending danger. When we got to the boundary that separ

NATHANGrowing up, I looked up to my father for everything, he was my world and inspiration as a young child. I had lost my mother whilst I was born, at least that was what I was told. My father single-handedly raised me all by himself and I couldn’t be more proud of everything he had done.As the leader of the rogue pack, he was a fierce warrior and leader. He was ever ready to defend the rogues and had brought ruins to so many packs. The name “Cade” was feared by everyone. As a young wolf, I admired my father- the strong charismatic alpha of the rogue pack. He was an inspiration to me and I aspired to be like him.I had always known that no one was originally a rogue, we all had a pack we belonged to before being turned into rogues and as a young wolf, I was curious to know where I was from. I had once asked my father about my originality, about my history.My father had looked at me in the moonlit night and replied, “We’re from a pack far away. A lineage of rogues hunted down for w

CADEBorn into the Parker family, I was the eldest son and supposed heir to the throne, yet fate’s decree favored my brother as the heir. Was I undeserving of the throne that the moon goddess had to reject me from assuming my rightful position?“Why not me?” my anguished question echoed within me. A fit of relentless jealousy took root, festering over the years.Members of the pack hated me for being cruel, if only they understood my plight. If only they knew what it was for me to watch my right being given to my younger brother. I knew my family never loved me, it was evident in the way they treated my brother with utmost attention, grooming him to be the leader and alpha of the pack.My father, the alpha, remained resolute in naming my brother as the successor. Consumed by bitterness, I confronted my father, challenging him to reverse his decision and give me what was rightfully mine.“Your brother has found favor in the eyes of the moon goddess. She has chosen him as the successor