The Alpha’s Forbidden Love

CHRIS

Days turned into weeks, and I found solace in Lucy’s presence. The moments we shared gave me peace from the weight of my impending fate, a reminder that amidst the darkness, there was light to be found. My relationship with Lucy had grown into something profound, a love that knew no bounds and a source of stability that strengthened my determination.

The moonlight found us in secluded corners of my pack’s territory, our conversations intimate and our bond unbreakable. I admired Lucy a lot, her determination and loyalty to her course were immeasurable despite the challenges she faced. I had come to rely on her inspiration, a reminder that love and unity could conquer even the most threatening circumstances.

As we lay together in bed one evening, the rustling of leaves in the air, her gaze held a mixture of curiosity and concern. “Chris, what about the investigation into my father’s allegations? You said you would find the truth about it, Any progress?” she asked.

I sighed, the weight of the solution evident in my expression. “I’ve been searching, Lucy, but nothing concrete has come up. All evidence still points to your father’s involvement,” I explained.

Lucy groaned in frustration, determination mingling in her eyes. “It’s not true, Chris. My father can be anything but he’s not a murderer, he didn’t kill your father.”

My fingers touched hers, giving her some reassurance. I knew it wasn’t her father but what the mage said slightly confirmed that he was responsible. The mage had told me that someone close to my father had killed him and Lucy’s father wasn’t out of the equation. He was my father’s closest friend and was also found beside my father’s corpse. Cade too was a suspect since he was my uncle and had always had a grudge against my father over the throne.

“I’ll keep searching, dig deeper until I find the truth, and clear your father’s name,” I promised.

Her gaze softened, her smile radiating, evident of her gratitude. “Thank you very much, this means a lot to me,” she said.

My thoughts turned to the mage’s warning. My dreams had continued to haunt me, the mage’s words a continuous echo in my head. But with Lucy by my side, I found the strength to face the uncertainty that lay ahead.

“I can’t shake the feeling that something greater is at play here. My dreams, the mage warning- they all point to a challenge that I can’t comprehend,” I said to Lucy. “I can’t believe I’m about to suffer the same fate as my father.”

Her gaze shifted to me, concern etched in her expression. “You don’t have to go through this alone, we’ll unravel the mysteries together,” she said.

I heaved a long sigh, taking comfort in her words. My heart swelled in gratitude as I pulled her into an embrace.

After spending moments with her I returned to the pack reluctantly, wishing I could spend more time with her. As I stepped into the palace, news reached my ears that my mother had collapsed while taking a walk in the palace garden.

My heart raced as I rushed through the corridors of the palace dwellings, fear enveloping my being. The thought of losing my mother, the only family I had left sent shivers down my spine.

Finally, I arrived at her chambers, pushing the door open. I gasped for air as I tried to catch my breath. My mother lay asleep on the bed, her body relaxed in slumber. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of candles casting a soothing light.

The healer stood nearby, gathering her belongings as she noticed my arrival. “Young Alpha, your mother is resting now. It seems that she was exhausted and needed to regain her strength,” she said, offering a sympathetic smile.

My worry transformed into relief immediately, my gaze softening as looked upon her. “Will she alright?” I asked.

The healer nodded. “I believe so. She just needs rest and time to recover. It’s important to ensure her well-being and relieve her of any stress.”

I approached her bedside, my fingers brushing against her hands gently. My heart swelled up with gratitude for the healer’s concern and help. The sight of my mother’s peaceful slumber brought relief to my being and could think of ways to protect her.

I turned my attention back to the healer. “Thank you very much for your help. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to ensure her recovery.”

The healer nodded with a smile before exiting the room quietly, leaving me with my mother alone. I fixed my gaze on her, my heart heavy with the realization that the challenges before me extended beyond my fate.

As I watched her sleep, I knew I had to shoulder the responsibilities of the lack just as my mother had done for so long. I remained by her side all through the night waiting for the time she would wake up.

The next morning, I woke up only to find the bed empty, my mother was nowhere to be found. I searched for her around her chambers and the palace walls until I found her dishing out orders to the palace servants.

“Christopher, you’re awake. Come and have breakfast with me,” she said, her face beaming with excitement.

I was baffled and speechless. She didn’t look like someone who was regaining her health. She had that glow I always knew her for, that smile that radiated everywhere she went.

“Mother, what are you doing here? You should be resting,” I complained.

My mother burst into laughter. “Im okay, son. Yesterday’s incident was nothing, I’m fine now.”

I shook my head in disapproval. “You need to go back to bed, I’ll make sure your breakfast is served in your chambers. You don’t have to worry about anything, I’m here to help you with anything you need.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

She scoffed. “What has come over you? I said I’m fine. Okay, fine, I’ll get some rest after I make something for you to eat. You need to be healthy in order to face the trials that await you.”

I shook my head. “Is this what this is about? You’ve been worrying about me because of what the mage said. Losing you is more dreadful than losing my own life, mother. You don’t have to let the mage’s words weigh you down, I need your support to face this trial. If I lose you, I’ve lost everything,” I said, my voice laced with concern and anxiety.

My mother leaned closer, pressing a gentle kiss on my forehead. “I’m not going to die yet, son. You can stop worrying about me now,” she said, her beautiful smile radiating over the place.

Seeing that nothing I said would make her change her mind, I allowed her to be. As I walked through the halls of my pack’s dwelling, my thoughts were consumed by my determination to protect not only Lucy and our bond but also my mother and our pack. The healer’s words echoed in my mind, a constant reminder to ensure my mother’s health and happiness.