Tale Of A Cursed Alpha

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“You have to understand that rules are created for a reason. To keep us safe from harm. No one, not even Indrik can be allowed to break the rules.” My mother had continued to speak when she realized I was not going to speak to her.

“But mother, we both know Indrik’s condition. He will not survive the dungeon. Could the council not have found something that was less likely to kill him?” I asked, my heart burning with indignation as I thought about how Indrik must be doing in that place. Don’t be fooled by Indrik’s show of bravery before the council. I wonder what must have gotten into him to have made him make that decision. All his life, he has been pushed to the back because he was powerless. A wolfless wolf in one of the strongest packs? You get the picture of what life must have been for him. But that also meant he was sheltered. Being a weak wolf, he could not be exposed to the conditions which wolves normally had to bear. Definitely not a dungeon. As a matter of fact, I don’t remember him having ever been punished by anyone and now he was suddenly being tortured and imprisoned? That is tantamount to throwing a fish on dry land.

My mother sighed as she dropped her quill and turned toward me. I hurriedly hid my prize in the folds of my dress, my teeth clamping together tightly as I hear a tiny clang which she missed, quite luckily. “I know how you must be feeling about all of these but believe me, this is the best for him. If there were any other way, I would have done everything to ensure he did not have to endure this but sadly, there is no other way.” She sounded sad, like she really meant it which only served to make me more mad.

“So, you mean that you would watch him die? Why are you all so cruel?” My voice broke as I spoke. Even now, I still could not get the memory of his bleeding back out of my head.

“There are somethings you don’t understand Blaire. One day perhaps, you will understand that all that we do, we do for the greater good. It is late now. You should go get some rest.” And with that, she turned her back to me and focused her attention on the scrolls before her. My eyes must have been blazing with the amount of fury that washed through me.

From experience, I knew that she wasn’t going to accommodate any more of my questions. Great thing that I was not here to ask any questions. Turning my attention to the stuff, I had ‘borrowed’, I held it more securely in mg gown before dashing out. I could only hope she would not notice its absence till I could return it. As I ran, Jamil and Ulo’s warnings rang in my head but I shook my head, dispelling the uninvited thoughts.

When I finally reached my room, I took out my borrowed equipment and dropped it in the bed. It landed heavily on the bed, leaving a dent on the newly made bed. There on my bed was a heavy bunch of keys that belonged to my mother. Each and every key opened a place within the palace but there was only one place that I was interested in opening. I took a look at my bed and immediately set to work gathering the different packages that were spread in the room. All day, I had been busy gathering food and drugs. Because I couldn’t exactly walk up to the cooks and tell them I was stocking food up, the storage had affected the amount of food I ate but the thought of his smile was enough to keep me going.

Finally, I was done but even though I was tensing to move, I had to slow down because the palace was still alive with guards, workers and others. I had to wait till much later but I had already waited this long. A little more waiting wouldn’t kill. Or atleast that is what I thought until I realized that a little waiting could infact kill. Maybe not in the way that gets you choking on your spit and whizzing for air but in a way that gets you trying to keep busy while avoiding the urge to doze off. The day had been pretty tiring for me so the urge to doze off was really strong. To avoid dozing off, I got busy with other things like taking a shower, applying new makeup, picking a black dress that I’d once heard would help blend into the night and a whole lot of other things. All of these and I still came back to find that time seemed to have been bribed to torture me tonight.

When I couldn’t bear it anymore, I sneaked out of my room and used the backdoor but I had hardly taken a few steps when I was accosted by a guard. I bolted back to my room, the whole time cursing under my breath. How was this ever going to work?

The place I was going to was under the palace and to reach there, I had to go through the palace which meant I had to be extra careful or I would be the next one standing in court and awaiting a judgement. Mine would probably be beheading.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity and a half, the surrounding finally grew quiet. Just to be sure, I crept to the window and looked out. The moon was a crescent in the night aiding the flames in making the view a beautiful one but there was nobody in sight which was the most beautiful of all the sights. I rose to my feet and cracked my fingers. It was about time to go commit some crimes of my own.