The Alpha’s Forbidden Love

CHRIS

The days had stretched into an agonizing expanse of time, each day marked with the absence of Lucy. I had followed Kayla’s advice on letting her seek the truth she desired while I channeled my worries into my responsibilities as the pack’s leader. Yet, the anxious feeling of concern for Lucy’s safety remained a constant presence in my mind.

I went on with my daily training to get her off my mind, I took up major responsibilities around the pack but they weren’t helpful. No matter what I did, she remained in my mind.

One sunny afternoon, as the sun bathed the pack in a warm glow, I found myself wandering the pack’s territory. The rustle of leaves and distant sounds of nature offered a momentary peace from my thoughts. But my solitude was interrupted by the voice of my Beta, Glen, breaking through the stillness.

“Alpha,” Glen called out to me, his voice held a note of urgency. “Lucy is outside the pack’s territory. She’s been waiting for you.”

“Did you say, Lucy?” I said, my heart beating in excitement.

Glen nodded. “Yes, alpha. She’s waiting for you as we speak.”

Without hesitation, I followed Glen’s lead, my steps quickening as I made my way toward the pack’s borders. My heart leaped in my chest, a mixture of relief and anticipation flooding my senses.

Standing amidst the dappled sunlight was Lucy, her presence a beacon of hope that dispelled the shadows that had clouded my heart.

“Lucy!” I called, my voice a mixture of relief and joy.

She turned to face me, her meeting mine and filled with emotions. The space between us seemed to vanish, the world fading into the background as our gazes locked.

“Chris,” she replied, her voice holding a warmth that melted my worries away. “I needed to see you.”

I nodded, my gaze unwavering as I spoke. “I’ve been worried about you, Lucy. What happened? Where have you been?”

“I needed time to think, Chris. Time to sort through my thoughts and to find the truth,” she explained, her fingers tying with the edge of her cloak.

My heart ached with understanding, my voice gentle as I spoke. “I understand, Lucy. But you didn’t have to face this alone, we promised to figure this out together.”

Lucy’s eyes held a mixture of gratitude and determination as she continued. “I know, Chris. And that’s why I’m here. I had a conversation with Cade.”

My brows furrowed, the mention of his name made me fume in rage. “Cade? What did he say to you?”

“He told me about my father’s innocence, about what truly happened on the night of your father’s death,” she explained. Her voice held a weight of revelation as she spoke.

A mixture of hope and uncertainty swirled up within me, my heart skipping a beat at every word she uttered. “Tell me, Lucy. What did he say?”

She took a deep breath, her gaze steady as she began to reveal all Cade had told her. “He said that my father had gone to speak with your father that night, to mend the growing divide between him and Cade. He found your father dead, and in his desperation, he held the body, trying to comprehend what had happened.”

Everything began to fall in place, realization dawning as the pieces of the puzzle began to fit together. “So, my father’s death wasn’t his doing. If so, then who did?”

Lucy’s voice held conviction. “No, Chris. He’s innocent. He found your father already gone, my mother said the same thing. They won’t be all sayin’ the same lies over the years.”

A mixture of emotions surged within me, relief, sadness, and a new sense of purpose. But Lucy’s next words sent shockwaves through my being.

“Chris, there’s more,” she said, her voice lowered and her gaze intense. “Cade also revealed his true identity to me as your uncle, Uther Parker.”

My eyes widened in shock at the revelation. “He told you that? Why suddenly?”

“I don’t know why he did that, maybe it was to gain my trust as well. But I have a strong conviction that he had a hand in your father’s death. He was present that night, Chris. He had a motive.”

“A motive? What motive would he have?” I asked, my mind racing.

Lucy’s voice was tinged with a mix of suspicion and concern. “I’m not sure, Chris. But he’s the missing link, the one who might hold the answers we’ve been seeking.”

My fists clenched at my sides, my voice determined and filled with anger. “If he’s involved, if he had a hand in my father’s death, I’ll make him pay dearly for it.”

As our conversation continued, a rustling in the nearby bush drew our attention. Our heads turned in unison to see a figure emerging from the trees- a figure whose presence sent a ripple of surprise through us.

It was Lothar, his expression was inscrutable as he approached us, the shadows of the forest casting intriguing patterns across his features.

“Chris, Lucy,” his voice was calm but held a hint of seriousness as he addressed us. “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. I believe it’s time to reveal the truth.”

My eyes narrowed, curiosity filling me. “The truth, Lothar? About what?”

Lothar’s gaze shifted from me to Lucy, his voice holding a weight of confession. “I’ve had my suspicions about Cade for some time now, suspicions about his involvement in your father’s death.”

Lucy’s eyes widened in shock, her voice trembling at the realization. “You knew, Lothar?”

“I had my doubts, but I didn’t want to accuse him without concrete evidence. However, now that Cade has revealed his true identity to you, Lucy, it’s clear that he’s hiding something,” Lothar said, his gaze unwavering.

“If he has a hand in my father’s death, I won’t spare him the next time I set my eyes on him,” I said, clenching my fists.

Lothar’s eyes held a steely resolve. “Agreed, Chris. We won’t spare him this time. He has caused enough trouble and I’m sure he plans to take the throne from you.”

Lucy’s voice was tinged with a sense of purpose. “We’ll uncover the truth, no matter how long it takes. My father’s honor deserves to be restored.”

“I’ll make sure your family is reinstated into the pack once we find the proofs we need,” I assured her, placing my hand on her shoulder.

Suddenly, Lucy’s eyes widened like she remembered something. “I remember now. Lothar, you said he tried to attack you when you confronted him and he had plans to hurt me and my family.”

“I’m sorry for not telling this to you early enough, Lucy, but there’s something you should know,” Lothar said.

“What is it, Lothar?” I asked.

“Cade killed your father, Lucy.”