The Alpha’s Forbidden Love

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Those words Lothar said got me confused. How could Cade be this cruel to everyone? First, he killed my father out of greed then he killed his close friend, Lucy’s father too. All for what? The throne. A throne that was never his, to begin with, a throne he will never covet.

There was more to this story about Cade and Lucy’s father that I needed to know. How did Lothar happen to know all of this and keep it a secret from us?

I approached his with a weighty concern gnawing at my heart. “Lother, I need to know the truth, the whole truth about Cade and Lucy’s father,” I said. “You mentioned his involvement, but there’s more, isn’t there?”

Lothar lifted his gaze, his eyes met mine. His gaze was somber. “Yes, Chris. There’s more to it. I didn’t want to say anything considering Lucy’s reaction. But Cade’s actions that night were not just about your father; it was part of a larger, darker scenario. Lucy’s father stumbled upon something that posed a threat to some individuals within our worlds.”

I furrowed my brow with concern as I tried to figure out the extent of the ruse. “What was it that he discovered? I mean Lucy’s father. What was so significant that Cade would go to such length to keep hidden?” I asked.

“I still do not know what it was and I’m trying to piece it together, but it’s very clear that her father discovered a hidden truth, something that Cade and a few of the elders were willing to kill to protect,” Lothar said, his gaze steady as he spoke, revealing the depths of the conspiracy.

“The elders!” I grimaced. I knew there was something suspicious about them but I couldn’t wrap my head around it.

“We can’t be certain. We need to be cautious, Chris, and gather more information before we act,” Lothar suggested.

“Why then did you keep something as huge as this hidden from the council? Because of your silence, an innocent man was banished from this pack,” I said.

I couldn’t stop blaming my family for Lucy’s father’s death. If he hadn’t been banished, he probably would have been alive to this day.

“I was too scared to say a word about what I knew back then. That was why I left the council, I couldn’t stand behind in the same room with men whom I suspected to be part of your father’s demise,” Lothar explained.

Everything became clearer now, I now understood why he despised the elders and had initially refused to be a member of the council.

With Lothar’s words constantly echoing in my head, I was restless. The thought that one of my elders was part of Cade’s evil scheme made my blood rush. That explained why they detested me and deemed me unworthy of the throne.

After my discussion with Lothar, I returned to my chamber, and to my surprise, I found the mage waiting for me in my chambers, a haunting reminder of the prophecy that shadowed my life.

“Chris,” the mage began before I thought of welcoming him. “Your fate is a fragile thread, entwined with the past. Your death is drawing near, just as your father’s did. Don’t be like your father and heed to my instructions.”

My body became tense, the weight of the prophecy bearing down on me.

“Is there nothing I can do to change it? Can I avert this ill fate?” I asked, my voice filled with anxiety.

“This thread of fate is not easily altered, but they can be influenced,” the mage said, his eyes holding a hint of sorrow and his voice laden with ancient knowledge. “Your father’s death and yours are tied to a secret, young alpha. Secrets that must be revealed in order to break the cycle.”

A cold shiver ran down my spine as o contemplated in the startling similitude between my father’s death and my own impending fate.

“What secrets, old one? What secret must I uncover to change the course of my destiny?” I asked.

“The answers lie within your reach, Chris. Seek the truth, follow the right path of revelation, and you may yet forge a different fate. Remember this, young Alpha, trust no one in this journey of truth,” the mage responded. His words were cryptic as he spoke of the mystery that surrounded my life.

As the mage faded into the murkiness of the dark, his words left me with a sense of urgency and determination to uncover the mystery that threatened to destroy those I loved and myself.

Day and night, I pondered on those words. I couldn’t help but think of the mage’s warning and the secret he had mentioned. But even as I tried to put things in place, I couldn’t find any connection between myself and the dark enigmas that shrouded my fate.

As I traveled through the dimly lit forest, the weight of my father’s death and the shadows of my own fate bore down heavily on me. Questions stirred in my mind, suspicions taking root. What could the mage mean? How could I uncover the truth that had been hidden in the past that held the power to change my fate?

The rustling sound of leaves and the distant calls of creatures in the woods whispered the secrets of the forest but that didn’t provide the answers I sought. I knew that the path to finding this truth was treacherous and filled with unknown dangers, and I knew also that I had a lot to learn. I prepared myself for the journey ahead, determined to confront the shadows that enveloped my fate and unveil the truths that could rewrite my destiny.

I couldn’t do this alone, I needed the help of those around me, those I could trust and Lothar was the only one I could think of. But the mage’s words continued to echo in my head.

“Trust no one.”