Alpha's Hunt - Chapter 17
23-07-25 (04:40)
17. Dance in the rain
Sunlight cuts through the little spaces between the
trees and shrubs, reaching the earth in small patches of
buttery yellow. Birds chirp in their nests, preparing for
the day's work.
Birds. They're like omegas in a sense. Working from
dawn till dusk just to keep going.
But birds don't have to answer to stupid seniors. They
don't get forced into submission on the name of duties.
They don't get stuck with bosses on the name of a
pack— in the name of family.
I yawn as I push myself up from my sleeping bag.
Rubbing my tired eyes, I look around. The fire had died
down at some point in the night. Luke's luggage sits by
one tree, near it, I see a tall figure leaning against the
bark.
Luke looks over his shoulder and catches me sitting.
His eyes have slight shadows under them, but
otherwise, he looks as alert as always, holding the
map in his hand.
"I was wondering if I'd have to wake you up as
always," He states, going towards his bags
I roll my eyes "Good morning to you too,"
"About fifteen steps in the south, there's a small lake,"
He ignores my comment and puts the map back inside
one of his bags "you can freshen up and then we'll get
going."
With a nod, I excuse myself to find this lake. Soon
enough, I finish washing myself and my hair. By the
time I reach the campsite again, Luke has removed
every trace that anyone was ever here. Hell, even the
soot from the fire we made is gone.
He tosses me an apple before gesturing me to follow
him behind.
"Hey Luke," I ask after I'd finished my food "Didn't we
have some Royal werewolves or something?"
"We did," Luke nods "But after the vampire wars, they
were no more. And I wouldn't say that was a bad
thing."
I raise an eyebrow "Why?"
Wouldn't it have been better that way? Then this
ridiculous competition wouldn't even exist.
Jackson's hollow brown eyes flash in my mind. I shake
my head. Get a grip, Elise. Whatever happened,
happened.
"Being a royal doesn't mean you're going to be a good
leader," Luke's deep voice brings me out of my
thoughts "Besides, the Royals held too much of their
animalistic tendencies. Horribly short tempers, too
aggressive, unbearably bossy. The list goes on forever."
"Sounds like you," I mutter to myself
"What did you say?"
"Nothing," I flash him a sweet smile "But then, why this
competition? Why not just vote for the Alpha
supreme?"
"This isn't just a bloody game, Hazel," Luke says,
glancing at me from the corner of his eyes "It's a test.
War strategies, survival skills, management and
partnership. Whoever's the best at it will rightfully hold
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