Chapter 19
689 Words
Farrell's POV
I trace the scar on my cheek. The one I got when I was just four. The image is still fresh in my mind. I remember a witch asking me various questions about mom and dad. And she grabbed a knife and sliced my skin with the tip of that knife.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. But I still don't know why I didn't. It was as if I let her do it. And I watched her lick the blood off the knife. She told me she would drink my blood every single day for the rest of her life. She was about to cut my palm when dad showed up.
Dad came right on time. But the image in my mind remained. Sometimes, letting me know that my life isn't easy. That I come from the union of two powerful people in the werewolf world.
I was told that Alpha Louis was a tough guy when it came to protecting him and his pack. But it took me a minute to kill him.
And now, I am here. At The Scary Howls pack. The eighth one I conquered in the span of two months. Sebastian and I will leave for the nearby small pack. The Windhaven Pack. To see if they want a war or if they would surrender. If they want to surrender, then at least my soldiers would get extra rest before I move to another pack.
"This is just not for mom, is it?" Lyon asks me and I exhale out loud.
"No," I whispered and waited for him to say something again.
The nights are getting colder and colder. But it still feels nice. And the tent is a tad bit warmer. Since I am the new Alpha of The Scary Howls pack, I wanted to go in and sleep in the pack house. But I wanted to stay back along with my army. I will appoint a new Alpha under me.
I am just a few more kills away from being the King. And I can't wait for it.
I wonder how Aylee is doing. I sent her a letter giving her a heads up that I will be coming to her pack too. I wouldn't want to go unannounced. I like winning, but the game should be a fair one.
"Does the darkness bother you?" Lyon asks me again and I block him out.
But the thing is, he is right. The darkness bothers me. Not the one surrounding me. But the one within me. The one that's constantly reminding me that I am a monster by nature and I should act like that. That I am the son of Alpha Zion and Luna Serena, two powerful wolves in the werewolf history.
The darkness reminds me of everything that I have lost and channels it into certain rage. And when that rage gets too much to handle, that's when I lash out.
I close my eyes trying to sleep but the images of my father's dead body flashes before me. I open my eyes quickly and look around. I am still in my tent. I am still in the present. But the past keeps haunting me. And I know it won't leave me easily. Not now. Not ever.
I forcefully close my eyes, despite my own darkness reminding me about my father's death. The truth that mom buried within herself just for me. The truth that I am a monster.
But I just couldn't sleep somehow without picturing my father's face.
And this time, when I closed my eyes, Lyon decided to be the good wolf (which is rare considering he is Lyon), and showed me images of Aylee.
I saw her portrait just a few days ago. Alpha Louis's study has it apparently. I still don't know what the link is, but I'll let it be. And boy oh boy, is she a beauty. I can't wait for the day I meet her.
With her in my thoughts and heart, I fall asleep. And for the first time, my face had a smile as I slept.
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