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Zachary's POV
As I strolled down the hallway to my room, a heavy cloak of sadness and guilt draped over me. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't shake off the weight of regret for what I'd done. Forgiving myself seemed like an impossible task.
Seeking comfort, I found myself drawn to my parents' room. But when I reached for the doorknob, my heart sank at the sight of it being closed. With shaky hands, I turned it, hoping against hope for a chance to make things right. Instead, I was greeted by an empty, eerie darkness, with only a sliver of light creeping in from the hallway.
Stepping inside, memories came flooding back. Every item in the room whispered tales of my parents' love and care. But now, their absence spoke volumes—their world shattered by betrayal, and I blamed myself for it all.
The pain and guilt threatened to overwhelm me, but in that moment, I made a silent promise to never let myself be hurt like this again. With tears streaming down my cheeks, I left the room, determined to keep my guard up from now on.
Turning my attention to the crackling fire in the hearth, I watched as it consumed the wood, leaving behind nothing but ashes. With a heavy heart, I made my way to the window, craving a breath of fresh air. Stepping onto the balcony, the scent of rain-soaked earth filled my nostrils—a brief respite from the turmoil within.
Closing my eyes, I let myself drift back to simpler times, only to be abruptly pulled back by darker memories. Despite my best efforts to push them away, the events of that day eight years ago still haunted me. The screams, the blood—they were etched into my mind, a constant reminder of my own vulnerability and guilt.
The horrifying memory of watching my family, friends, and siblings brutally lose their lives still grips my mind with an iron grasp. I remember cradling my parents' lifeless heads in my lap, surrounded by the chilling silence of death. Blood painted the scene crimson, a stark contrast to the chaos that had unfolded.
Amidst the carnage, the guards fought fiercely, their swords slicing through flesh with ruthless efficiency. Before I could comprehend the horror around me, strong hands seized me, dragging me towards the exit despite my futile resistance. Lifted onto someone's back, we fled into the woods with alarming speed, the world a blur around me.
Turning back, I caught a final glimpse of my burning home, consumed by flames that devoured everything in their path. My shelter, my childhood memories, my innocence—all swallowed by the merciless rage of the inferno. And then, darkness enveloped me, swallowing me whole
I awoke to the eerie silence of the deep, dark woods, finding myself lying on a makeshift bed of tender leaves. It took several moments for the reality of my situation to sink in, and when it did, the weight of my loss felt unbearable. With a heavy heart, I rose to a sitting position, burying my face in my knees as tears streamed down my cheeks.
After a few minutes, a gentle nudge startled me, prompting me to lift my gaze. Before me stood a magnificent creature, its beautiful dark grey eyes reflecting concern as they met mine. With a perfectly sculpted snout, two pricked ears, and a sleek metallic silver coat, it exuded strength and grace. Its powerful paws hinted at the muscles beneath, and as it shifted back and disappeared behind the trees, its fluffy tail swayed rhythmically, followed by the unmistakable sound of bones cracking
Emerging from behind the trees was my beloved best friend, Ziwa. At eighteen years old, she possessed a tall, slender frame adorned with a printed summer dress. Her light grey eyes shone with warmth, complementing her jet-black hair that cascaded down to her curves.
Before I could embrace her and seek solace in her arms, an intense heat surged through my body, accompanied by excruciating pain. I felt my muscles and bones breaking and reforming, a sensation that left me reeling in agony.
The agony intensified with each passing moment, every tear and crack sending waves of excruciating pain coursing through my body. I screamed with all the strength I could muster, my voice echoing through the desolate woods. Amidst the chaos, Ziwa's concerned voice reached me, but the words eluded my comprehension, drowned out by the relentless agony.
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It felt as though I was being torn apart from the inside out, every bone in my body cracking and splintering with searing pain. The sensation was akin to being plunged into scalding water and then mercilessly beaten. Warm droplets cascaded from my eyes uncontrollably as I prayed for the sweet embrace of darkness to envelop me. Yet, to my dismay, the pain only intensified, each moment stretching into an eternity of torment
After enduring what felt like an eternity of torment, I found myself on all fours, my senses heightened to an extraordinary degree. As I lifted my gaze from the forest floor, I locked eyes with Ziwa, who stared at me in astonishment. The surprise was mutual, but our wonderment was short-lived.
Within moments, we found ourselves encircled by a formidable group of large, intimidating beasts. A surge of rage coursed through my veins, and I emitted a primal growl that echoed through the forest. As the sound dissipated, a heavy silence descended, broken only by the terrified gazes and bowed heads of the creatures surrounding us.
Yet, amidst the submissive stance of the group, one figure remained defiant—the very one who had shattered my world unleashed this chaos, and inflicted untold pain upon me. The sight of them ignited a fury within me that I could barely contain.
With a surge of primal fury, I lunged at him, seizing him by the neck and pinning him beneath my paws. Through our mind link, I snarled fiercely, demanding answers: "Why? What have I ever done to you?"
A smirk twisted across his face as he spat out his twisted justification: "You don't deserve to be king."
Enraged, I was shoved aside as he launched an attack on my right leg. Swiftly evading his assault, I retreated, but he persisted, his words dripping with malice: "He will come for you and your beloved mate. History will repeat itself. Your mate won't be alive for much longer, and you will witness it with your own eyes..."
The mention of my MATE ignited a primal rage within us both. With newfound strength coursing through our sharp claws, we silenced his venomous words forever, ending his twisted reign of terror before he could utter another syllable.
A surge of satisfaction and vindication washed over me as we stood victorious over our enemy, our heads held high with pride.
From that moment onward, I became known as King Alpha—ruthless, cruel, and utterly heartless to any who dared threaten my people. With the weight of my prestigious title upon my head, I cast aside useless emotions, becoming a relentless force to be reckoned with.
On that fateful day, at the tender age of sixteen, I encountered Theo—my other half. It was an uncommon occurrence to undergo the transformation into a wolf at such a young age; typically, it transpired at eighteen. Yet, fate had different plans for us.
The word "mate" stirred warmth within my heart, but it also brought with it a sense of apprehension. I had already resolved that I wouldn't allow anyone into my life who could jeopardize the safety of my kingdom.
As the clock struck midnight, I returned to my room and closed the windows behind me, preparing to retire to my king-sized bed for the night. However, an unexpected urge to run surged within me, refusing to let me rest. Yielding control to Theo, we ventured out into the woods.
With Theo at the helm, we sprinted through the forest at breakneck speed, the wind whipping through our fur as we dodged every obstacle in our path. Time became a blur as we pushed ourselves to new limits, revelling in the freedom of the night.
As I settled by the tranquil pond, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, allowing the fresh air to fill my lungs. The sweet scent of lilies mingled with the delicate fragrance of jasmine, wrapping me in a cocoon of calmness and relaxation. It was intoxicating, and I found myself drifting into a state of blissful serenity.
The alluring aroma seemed to cast a spell over me, soothing my senses and quieting the turmoil within. Even my wolf, usually stoic and composed, seemed to stir with excitement, emitting a low howl that echoed through the stillness of the night. Despite the uncertainty of its cause, I couldn't help but be swept up in the moment, lost in the intoxicating embrace of nature's perfume.
"What? Lilies and jasmine... here?" My mind echoed in disbelief. Instantly, I sprang to my feet, driven by a sudden urge to uncover the source of the tantalizing fragrance. Together, Theo and I scoured the surrounding area, but the scent had vanished as mysteriously as it had appeared.
Frustrated yet intrigued, we reluctantly abandoned our search and returned to our original spot by the pond. Doubts crept into my mind—had we imagined the scent? Or perhaps it was a fleeting gift from nature, meant to be savoured but never truly understood. With a sigh, I resigned myself to the mystery, contenting myself with the memory of that ephemeral moment of bliss
As I made my way through the moonlit corridor, the dying embers of the hearth cast a faint glow in the room. With a sense of weariness settling over me, I finally reached my soft, fluffy bed.
As I sank into the comforting embrace of my cottony soft pillow, a wave of drowsiness washed over me. The sleeping goddess beckoned, her gentle touch spreading its magic over me. This time, I welcomed the darkness with open arms, allowing it to envelop me in its comforting embrace as I surrendered to the embrace of sleep.
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Word count:- 1700
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Date- 02/03/2024