Novel & Cerita Alpha's Tale

Then nothing. The Void had taken form. It roared. Everyone drew their weapons. Ava turned to them. "Hold the shadows. Keep them away from the Nexus. I need to reach it and finish the seal." Darius nodded once. "We'll keep them off you." Rhian activated a barrier rune, encasing herself in golden light. "I'll hold the south bridge." Kaelin unsheathed his blades. "North is mine." Ashton stepped beside Ava, pulling his cloak off, revealing the full markings across his chest—the Alpha runes passed down his bloodline, now glowing bright silver. "You're not doing this alone."

"Now is not the time to cast blame. We should face the problem head on and find a way to solve it before it is too late. You heard the physician. Indrik does not have much time left." "I promised!" The Beta groaned, his voice raspy with despair. "I promised Alpha Grayson that I would never unlock his wolf. Not now, not ever!" The moon disappeared under the clouds, leaving us squinting under the billowing flames of the torches for a moment before the moon was freed again. "I am sure he will understand!" My mother muttered softly. "After all, you also have the duty to keep him safe, right?" For a moment, the Beta looked like his pants had been set on fire under him.

If Asher remained as persistent as I knew him to be when he wanted something, Kincaid’s death would be the first of many. I chuckled. “That is why you are spilling classified information to another Alpha?” I teased, trying to make light of the situation. Kincaid grinned. “Please. There is a section in the tracker beginner course that tells us what to do, specifically if we encounter Alpha Kaden Caelthorn.” “Oh? What does it say?” “Surrender. Confess your secrets. Accept death. My teacher would be proud.” I felt a hand press against my back in comfort.

Rhydian told me everything. I stayed silent, letting his words roll through the firelight. He didn’t hem or haw, didn’t gloss anything over. The story was flat, orderly, worn smooth by repeating. The Alpha system, he said, was only four hundred years old. Not the slow-built tradition most of us believe, but something thrown together in one generation by an Elder council, right after the last time the Bloodmoon Mark appeared.

“The pack already doubts. Some say she is chosen. Others say cursed. If we do not steer them, they will steer themselves.” The Alpha stopped before the firepit, its glow casting his face in shifting light. His expression was carved from stone, unreadable, but his eyes gleamed with ruthless clarity. “Then we give them a story,” he said. “Not of a girl cursed with dangerous power. Not of a savior rising without sanction. We tell them this: the bond awakened because I commanded it. That her fire is not hers alone, but mine to guide, mine to restrain. That without me, she would burn them all to ash.”

But his eyes were empty. Cold. Like he was looking at a broken chair, not his daughter. “Lay her flat,” he said. “We don’t want her too bruised. She’s leaving for the NorthRidge Pack in a few hours.” I froze. My breath caught. So they were serious? NorthRidge? Everyone knew the stories. The land ruled by Alpha Xavier—cold, fierce, merciless. Some said he tore his enemies apart with his bare hands. Some said he barely spared his servants.

Everything comes to a stop, when their Alpha takes to the field and howls, calling his wolves that are still able to move, to him, then he shifts and glares at me. “Alpha Hades. This is your one chance, give me the she-wolves we came for, or suffer.” ** "Is this guy delusional Alpha? Can’t he tell he is losing this fight?" "Keep your guard up Jared. Something isn’t right." "Yes Sir." ** “Nooooooooo!!!!!”

But I won’t. Because the last time that I did it, I felt guilty owning her like that. “ I heard a tale,” Alpha Riley muttered, breaking my thoughts over her. He was grinning over pummeling himself with the bread. I clicked my tongue and barely look at him. “ Once upon a time.” “ Fucking dull introduction,” I muttered. Alpha Riley looked at me with an annoyed expression. “ Don’t be a jerk, shall we?” he said. “ So, once upon a time rumors are told about the nature of a true alpha,” he added.

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

The one called Beta by Alpha knows that Mia messed everything up now. There is a question in his head, why is his Alpha thinking about this? He knows neither his Alpha nostalgic person nor he needs any attention to every person’s emotions in his pack because he knows most of them understood him. They? He all has been fighting with him, so he doesn’t care for small vices, but why he particularly ….sad now he doesn't understand. “Okay, I will not trouble you guys; you both can retreat; I want to be alone,” Alpha said while turning around and looking at the Moon Goddess.