79. Two Packs
My stomach was a mess of nerves as I stood there in the pouring rain, looking at Theon’s back I
wanted to hear the story he had heard outside of Astalion, Theon had travelled a few times and had
seen far more of the world than I and Charlene ever had. I remember we would always wait for him to
return, counting the days. There was just something fun about having a broody sexy man around…
Why did those times suddenly feel so carefree and childish?
“Do you know when the Silver Storm pack took control of the middle kingdom?”
“It’s said Alpha Andres took this land that was in control of The Dark Ones, saving the people from
them over twenty years ago.” The Dark Ones were mages who had become necromancers, so lost in
their ways that the land had become poisoned by their evil deeds.” The king saved the people from
them, and the land began to flourish once more as well. Bringing peace and safety to the kingdom as a
whole.” Theon nodded.
“Yes, in under two weeks it will be exactly twenty-one years since that day… The day this land was
freed, but beyond these walls of this city, with Astalion itself, the hushed whispers of another version of
the truth are that Alpha Andres didn’t do it alone. He conquered this land alongside his closest
comrade, his best friend, Theoden Hale. Two Alphas, two Packs, one goal
My heart thudded as I stared at his back.
The Alpha of the Obsidian Shadow Pack…
“A goal that they worked on together. They were said to be such good friends that they were willing to
die for one another. Theoden Hale even took a hit for his friend in battle, resulting in him getting
severely injured.” Theon looked at the sky, and I waited patiently for him to continue. “It is said that it
was Theoden Hale who took out the final and the most powerful of the Dark Ones, and in doing so
freed the land. Yet, against what was promised, where both would rule the middle kingdom, Andres
Aphelion went back on his word. With Theoden being injured from the battle, he was weak, and at that
moment Andres tried to kill him.” 2 I was unable to stop the gasp that left me. Theon turned around,
brushing his fingers through his wet locks. The move alone made my stomach flutter, despite the
severity of the conversation. “And then what?” I asked quietly, looking into his amber eyes.
He stepped closer, his gaze dipping to my body, before he ran his knuckles down my arm. “He didn’t
only try to kill him, also his wife and young son… But Nathalia Hale was not weak, rumoured to be the
strongest female wolf around. A true warrior… Someone who never backed down from a fight. They
say she caused a distraction, shifting and carrying her pup in her mouth, with her mate on her back.
She fled but it wasn’t enough for Andres… not wanting the past to come back, he never rested.
Seeking out where the Obsidian Shadow pack lived, to the point where they were forced into hiding…
The king’s word is law, and they say he made sure
everyone knew the Obsidian Shadow pack were enemies.” 2 Something inside of me twisted as I
stared into those amber eyes that held far more emotions than they should have… Yes, the story was
heart-breaking but… it was almost as if Theon could feel that pain… like he was experiencing it
himself. Was it not all hearsay? “So, is that why the Obsidian Shadow Pack wishes to take over? They
feel they deserve to be in control of this city?” I asked quietly. “Hmm, revenge. Revenge for all that was
taken from them. To show Andres that no matter what, he will pay for the crimes he has committed.”
His voice was low, sinister even…
My heart raced as I looked up into the amber eyes of the man before me… amber… like the crest of
the Hale family…
Fear enveloped me as I held his gaze, I was suddenly seeing him in a new light.
A man who was worthy of being Alpha… A man who had a wolf like an Alpha… A man who talked of
vengeance and revenge often enough… A man who only came to this city two years ago… 2
“And does the Hale family want to take revenge on the family and pack of the Alpha king too? “I asked
softly, trying to rein in my emotions.
The hatred towards Charlene… The look of hatred when the king had asked him to leave… Was I
overthinking it?
What if Theon had never lost his memory? What if he came to Westerfell to get close to the king?
“What’s wrong, Yileyna? Shocked that your king may not be the man you thought?” His gaze flicked
from my lips to my eyes, and I simply nodded.
No, I’m scared that I’m right. What if Theon was somehow more than he was portraying?
“My father said there are always three sides to a story, in this case; Alpha Andres’s, Alpha Theoden’s,
and the truth… What Alpha Theoden is doing is wrong…” I trailed off, my breath hitching as I placed a
hand on my chest. “He was the reason behind my parents dying. In his revenge, he is also killing the
innocent…”
If I was true… then… then…
Theon must have known of the attack…
I looked into those amber eyes that were watching me intently, and for the first time in my life, they truly
terrified me…
“Maybe so, but war always has casualties.” “It sounds like you know a lot, to a point it feels like you
believe the version told by The Obsidian Shadow pack.” I said, trying to act normal. His eyes seemed
to darken as he ran his knuckles down my cheek, making me shiver. “Of course not, I was just telling
you the other version. A version that no one really believes anyway.” He said, turning away. Everything
seemed to ease up, I let out a breath of relief and a giddy laugh at my ridiculous thoughts.
Goddess. Where was my mind going?
“Why do you look so scared, Little Storm?” Theon asked with a small smirk.
“Nothing. I’m crazy.” I couldn’t resist smiling up at him, and the ridiculous thoughts that had crossed my
mind.
“I already knew that.” He whispered huskily, making me gasp when he squeezed my waist, tugging me
slightly closer. “So… Will you let me take you away from here?” “Is my safety of that much importance
to you?”
He looked into my eyes, his face only inches from mine.
“Do you want it to be?” He asked, making my eyelids flutter shut for a moment as I tried to control my
emotions.
“Don’t play mind games.” I rebutted with a roll of my eyes. The rain was trickling down his hair, dripping
from his nose and lips, the urge to kiss him was powerful.
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