The Alpha’s Forbidden Love

LUCY

My heart was troubled after the intense discussion we had with the elders. The decision had been made and there was no going back from it. Staying away was better than allowing Chris to lose his rightful place as Alpha of the pack, it was the right thing to do if I truly cared about him.

In the uneasy calm before the storm, the hallowed manes pack prepared for the impending battle against Cade’s army. Their howls drew near, indicating their closeness, and tension hung in the air as warriors sharpened their swords while awaiting the rogue’s arrival.

In the inner chamber, maps sprawled across the table, depicting the battlefield that would soon be drenched in the blood of friends and foes. Chris addressed the warriors, implementing the importance of the battle at hand.

Most of the warriors glared at me, murmuring to themselves. “The alpha has lost his senses, why should a rogue be amongst us?” one of them whispered.

“I hear she is mated to the alpha. What crime could he have committed to be punished by the moon goddess?” another said.

I refused to let their words bother me. I knew they would never understand, no matter how much Chris tried to explain to them. There was no point in exchanging words with them, I would be leaving the pack once all of this was over.

The distant howl pierced the air, the invaders were approaching the gate. The Luna, Chris’ mother, and other members of the pack had been led to a place safe from the chaos. Every warrior had been stationed at a different part of the pack, awaiting them. Cade and his army marched into the pack, ready to attack unknown to them that they were walking into a trap.

Chris and I stood at the entrance of the pack as they marched in. Cade, surprised to see me alive, began to fume in rage. Nathan was not in sight, he probably must have abandoned his father’s course after realizing how much of a vile person his father was.

“Look at the weakling, finding solace in the arms of your lover,” he sneered.

“At least I wasn’t abandoned by those that mattered to me, like your son did. Guess he has finally realized who you truly are and can’t stand your filth” I fired at him.

Chris too fired at him which only increased his rage. With a loud cry, the warriors surrounded them. There it dawned on Cade that he had led his army into a deadly trap.

“I’ll make you watch as I slit the throat of your mate,” Cade threatened.

I surged forward but Chris held me back. “Stay behind me, I’ll handle it,” he whispered.

The clashing warriors drew their swords and charged forward. I parried my enemy’s strike with ease, sidestepping with eloquence, slaughtering anyone that drew close. I wasn’t just against the rogues, some of the hallowed manes warriors wanted me dead as well. My senses were heightened as I paid close attention to those around me.

In the heart of the raging battle, fear wrapped its icy fingers around my heart. Cade’s army was an unstoppable tide, they had begun to outnumber the hallowed manes, slaughtering every one of them. They threatened to engulf the pack in a sea of brutality. I knew how brutal they were, I had trained with them in the past few months. These weren’t ordinary men, they were born rogues from different territories who were allies to Cade and shared in his beliefs.

Maverick too was at Cade’s side and seeing Maverick fight by Cade’s side added fuel to my fury. Though we had our differences in the past, he had become a trusted ally to me only to betray me in the very end. I never expected that he would ever turn back to hurt me the way he did. A surge of rage propelled me toward him, sword in hand, with only one intention – to make him pay for betraying my trust.

“You bloody traitor!” I yelled, lunging towards him. “Why did you break my trust?” My relentless thrusting attack caught Maverick off guard, leaving him mortally wounded.

My strike had drawn the first blood, a visceral satisfaction in the face of deception. “You bitch,” Maverick’s curse rang in the air. “You thought I was on your side. I was never on your side and never will.”

He attempted to retaliate but the swift movements of my blade left him wounded and bleeding. He whimpered as he tried to gain balance, but my blade had cut deep into his torso, shredding neat rows of bloody ribbons.

“You caught me this time, Lucy. I underestimated you again,” he said, coughing out blood.

I spat at him and walked off but he held my leg, preventing me from going further. He was in his final moments. “Don’t trust anyone or you’ll end up like your miserable father,” he spat out, “Trust is for the weak. Your father knew it too well.”

With those haunting words, he succumbed to death’s embrace. I stood over his lifeless body, confused by his words. What else did he know about my father that he kept from me? I became lost in thought, pondering on his words.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice from behind me which brought me out of my reverie. It was the voice of Nathan, Cade’s son.

“Nathan!” I called out to him. There was no response from him, rather his attention was on his father.

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“I’m reclaiming what is ours, if you aren’t going to be a part of it then you should leave!” Cade sneered at his son.

Nathan’s desperate plea for his father to halt the bloodshed fell on deaf ears as Cade persisted in his ruthless pursuit. The weight of the unfolding tragedy was etched across his features.

In the heart-wrenching moment, an ominous figure emerged from the crowd behind him.

“Nathan, watch out” I screamed, but my warning to Nathan came too late. A sword pierced the air, finding its mark in his unsuspecting form. The air thickened with grief as his body crumpled, a casualty of this relentless conflict.

“No….” I said, tears streaming down my face. I prodded his body, feeling his pulse. There was none. “You said you couldn’t be killed!” I cried. “What of your plans? What of me?”

He didn’t move. I had trouble seeing through the tears. It’s impossible. He always said we weren’t invincible…. but that meant me. Not him. Not Nathan. He was invincible.