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Chapter 50: She Warmed My Heart

Fear, hatred, pain, and despair… other than those feelings, I couldn’t sense anything else. My father’s cruelty and my mother’s callousness made me realize that there was no place for me to run to and no place for me to hide.

I was hopeless.

A thick fog seemed to roll in out of nowhere. I held my breath, wondering what my next nightmare would be.

Somewhere in the distance, I heard the faint sound of a woman singing. It was a lullaby, a beautiful song. And I was certain I’d heard it before. But when?

The fog lifted, and I found myself in a military tent. This was a familiar scene to me as well. Without even looking in a mirror, I knew how old I was. This happened when I was six-teen.

When Beta Xavier threw aside the tent flap and walked in, I wasn’t surprised to see him. I swore under my breath, know- ing what was about to happen.

Two loud, deep, male voices were taunting me. “Come out and face us like a man, you coward! You monster!”

I took a deep breath and waited for Xavier to speak. He kept his distance from me, hanging back by the entrance. I was used to it by now. Even with my gloves on, even with a mask at the ready that would cover almost my entire face ex-

cept for my eyes, no one wanted to be anywhere near me.

“Prince Theo, your father wishes for you to attack at once,” he said.

“What is all of that commotion?” I asked the question as I had back then, even though I knew the answer.

“The twin Alphas, sir. They are protesting against His Majesty, claiming that they’re a peaceful pack and don’t want war. But they also don’t want to contribute their natural re- sources to the crown as your father is insisting.” Beta Xavier folded his hands in front of himself, awaiting my response.

“I understand all of that, Xavier.” I had been tasked to de- stroy this pack two years ago, at only fourteen, but I hadn’t done it yet. I’d always been fond of this pack. I remembered the stories my mother had told me when I was a little boy about the tall trees that grew here and the gems and miner- als. Father wanted to exploit those resources, but I had been able to push aside those ambitions until now.

Thus, Xavier’s presence. The king thought I’d go in and kill all of them with his Beta here.

“I’ll deal with them,” I said, pushing up from my chair.

“But Your Highness, we simply need to attack, to take the entire pack out,” Xavier told me.

As I walked toward him, he moved away, afraid I might touch him.

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I might

walked right past him, outside, to where the

I took a deep breath and approached them, not want- ing to do

least once I’d gotten through this,

some peace.

cliff, and down below, the ground slanted at a sharp angle, and even more evergreens reached

coward!” one of the twins shouted. “Come and fight us like a

“You both should shift,

old enough to shift, they insisted on fighting me in human form to be fair. They were good men, but

that if I didn’t find a way to permanently get out of attacking this pack, then it wouldn’t be just

them came at me. I used a knife to defend my- self, but I was no match for two of the most famous warriors and

at me, and I cut him in the chest, but it wasn’t enough to hurt him. He managed to slash at

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my flesh, and blood

down.

tracks. His eyes enlarged, and a look of horror took over his face. He fell to his knees. I felt his power, his strength, but I also felt his an-

now! You’re killing him! You’re killing

I lifted my gaze to look

his

hitting me hard and knocking me backward. His claws ripped through me, splitting my middle and digging into my leg. I ripped my knife out and plunged it into him, forcing him off of me.

to have the same thing happen to him as he’d

bleeding, wondering if it was

down, none of the king’s warriors could? Was it enough to rile this pack up to seek revenge for their leader, so that they could stand a chance to fight off the king’s troops?

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I hoped so.

charge toward me

another blow.

of the cliff, I whispered to the giant wolf, “I’m sorry.” I

down, hitting trees, snapping branches, and knocking pebbles and rocks loose from the earth, eventually, I came to rest on my

hurt, I had to get up and move or else Xavier would send someone to get me. And knowing my father, he’d

got up off the ground and be- gan to walk, using the trees to help me. My clothes were coat- ed in blood, but I didn’t seem to be leaving a trail, so maybe it would be less easy for my father’s men to

until I couldn’t go any further. Sinking to the ground beneath a tree, I put my mask on, in case any- one should happen upon

“Boy? Boy?”