Cole’s p. o. v
I stood up from the bed lazily and stretched myself. Emily was still asleep, looking peaceful and beautiful as ever.
I was about to move when she turned and faced my ( bed ) side, she stretched out her hand and moved it around.
I chuckled softly then moved back on the bed and lay beside her. She really was so beautiful.
“Are you searching for me?” I asked huskily.
She blinked a few times then moved her hand to her eyes rubbing them.
“Morning.” She whispered.
I leaned in and kissed her lips gently then pulled back.
“Morning. How are you feeling today?” I asked softly while I moved my hand to her cheek.
“I’m okay.” She answered with a smile then slowly sat upright.
I swallowed hard as my eyes trailed on her naked body, her hair was covering her shoulders like silk.
I was about to touch her when Ace snared at me.
“Allow her to rest,” He said strongly.
I sighed then gave in. Lately, we had been keeping our hands on her body more than before. We loved making love to her and seemed to lack self-control when it came to her.
“Are you sure that the sides aren’t hurting?” I asked in concern.
“No, I’m really okay.” She answered then stood.
I instantly smirked as I sat upright watching her every move.
“How about having a bath together?” I asked softly.
She turned and faced me seriously.
“Sure.” She answered surprising me.
I was only teasing her, expecting her to turn me down. Her agreeing caught me off guard.
I was about to extend my hand to her when my cell phone rang.
“What the hell,” I murmured under my breath then stood up and walked to the bedside table picking it up.
I was surprised to see that it was an unknown number.
I answered it then cleared my throat.
“Who’s this” I asked seriously.
“You tell me?” A familiar voice asked back.
No way was he who I thought it was.
“I don’t think I have time for such nonsense games.” I answered the waited for his response.
“Is that what you can say asshole after years of not talking to me?” He asked.
I glanced at Emily for a second before cutting the call and stepping out of my bedroom and walking to my office.
Flashback
Brandon and Landon were the only twin alphas who I looked up to as family besides my beta Cobi.
They weren’t like any typical alpha I have heard of or met before. The assholes were cold, dangerous, and unapologetic.
After Jason betrayed me and killed our parents. I was left to die in flames while he ran away.
I was weak and had no strength to call out for help. Death was tapping on me as I struggled.
I was about to give up when it hit me. If I was to die then it meant I was going to let my parents as well as our pack members death be in vain. Jason was suppose to go through every little bit of hell that he unleashed on us all, he deserved to die by my hand!. I needed to survive no matter what. And that gave me the strength to crawl out of the flames. A few burns meant nothing to me, the pain was bearable the more my thirst for vengeance was fixed.
A lot of dead bodies were scattered around and a few rogues were still moving around checking if there were any survivors left.
I gathered every little strength I had in me and forced myself on my feet with a low groan of pain then shifted to my wolf. As I ran away I could hear them chasing after me behind. I picked up my pace and ran beyond the pack’s border.
For days I couldn’t stop, I only stopped when I needed to have a drink or excuse myself. I slept for just an hour and couldn’t drop my guard down. The more I went on, the weaker I become.
In no time, those rogues caught up with me and I put on a fight to defend myself. But then they all attacked at once and pinned me down bitting the ruff of my neck and dragging me to a river.
I knew what they were planning, and that was to drown me. So I let out a howl of help one last time to anyone who could hear it before I was bitten down on my leg and tossed in the water.
I had no strength left to swim myself out of the waves and so I began to drown. Just when I was about to accept my fate, I was pulled out of the water.
That’s when I met the twin alphas. Brandon and Landon. The two were truly identical and gave off a cold Aura. By then they were only teenagers but the deadly glint in their eyes was that of death.
“You are an alpha aren’t you?” They asked together as I coughed out the water and tried to breathe calmly.
“Let’s kill him already. Why did you even make me serve him?” The twin who had pulled me out of the water asked the other one furiously.
“Because his cry of help was pitiful. For an alpha he is weak.” The other twin answered pissing me off.
I jumped on him furiously and was about to bite his neck when his brother furiously kicked me off of him.
I flew to the ground and quickly stood to my feet.
Both of the twins were looking at me with death stares and I could care less. I wanted the one I had pushed down dead. He reminded me too much of Jason and I hated that.
“You wanted to kill my brother?” The one who had pulled me out of the water asked furiously.
I growled loudly as means of challenging them both.
They looked at each other then smirked.
“My name is Brandon, and this brother of mine is called Landon.” The one who had saved me spoke surprising me.
“We aren’t yet at our best. But soon we will be. For now, we can use one more person to train with and stand with us as we conquer other packs.” Landon said.
Their offer was unbelievable and suicidal. But then again, if there was a chance and hope of growing strong enough to revenge my parents then I was going to take it. I shifted back in my human form and faced both of them seriously.
“Sure why not.” I answered huskily.
The twins took me in their pack and we trained side by side. We hang out together and I told them about my past pain as I learned theirs as well. We weren’t very different after all and what was surprising was the fact that they too lost their parents in a war fight.
We became more of brothers than friends and conquered a lot of packs as well as killed without remorse or pity. The stronger we became the colder and deadly we got.
Killing became a form of sport to us and it was fun for a very long time until I realized something, no matter who and how many times I killed, my thirst couldn’t be quenched. Who I wanted dead was obviously alive somewhere living his life peaceful.
I couldn’t allow that and so I said goodbye to the twins and chose to go back.
On my way back I met Will a hybrid alpha who surprisingly had no pack but only two siblings.
Our first encounter was fatal because we fought to exercise dominance. We both couldn’t back down and it was getting the worst of me and so I chose to back away from the fight.
Will went on telling me how the whole area was claimed by them and marked as they have possessed the place for a very long time.
A fight for territory wasn’t what I wanted and so I chose to walk away.
The journey to the pack took me weeks. And then I stumbled upon a few werewolves warriors. When they saw me their first movement was an attack towards me. I was exhausted and not in the mood to entertain any of them, I shifted into my wolf and ripped each and every one of them apart.
Before I could shift back I heard light movements ahead and so I decided to check it out. I was going to kill anything or anyone that was there. That was what I thought but when I came face to face with a weak male wolf, I lost interest. Moreover, he submitted to me and that seemed to please Ace a lot. And so we decided to let him tag along
The more I got to know him the more annoying it became. He was useless and incapable of protecting himself. Ace could sense a beta wolf in him despite acting like a fucking omega and so I decided to train him. The beta was very hard working and in no time he become strong.
We later met a few exiled wolves who I took in as well and trained. The more we grew the greater we became.
When I discovered that Jason wasn’t in our territory or any of those that had survived. I decided to build a pack and chose the beta whose name was Cobi as my right hand.
We carefully worked hard and the end result was amazing. I became the Alpha of my new pack. And my warriors despite all having a broken past they became the best of the best there was because they took courage in the scars they shared.
On a rare occasion, I allowed my men to drop their guards down, drink and have all the fun they wanted. I too got to have fun and opened up about my past and told Cobi everything. He listened to my story without judging or saying anything.
Everything was going well, I planted a few of my men to keep an eye on the broken former pack and report anything interesting that would happen.
They reported to me that a few surviving pack members had returned and began to rebuild the pack again. I took such a report as useless and paid no attention to it.
When they reported to me that my brother had returned it felt so fucking great.
Now I could get the chance to haunt him down and kill him and that was exactly what I was going to do.
End of flashback
I quickly dialed the number again and waited for him to pick up as it rang.
“Landon,” I called in shock.
“How dare you cut the call.” He spat as a smile formed across my face.
“It really is you. Where the fuck did you get my cellphone number from?” I asked curiously.
“That’s not important right now, because I called you for another reason.” He said as the smile vanished.
“If it’s getting rid of another pack I won’t do it.” I answered honestly.
“What the fuck!. Those were the golden old times, repeating them would be a blast.” He said as I sighed loudly.
“No, I’m not doing that shit anymore. I have my reasons and I hope you stop doing such shit as well.” I answered.
“Wait… don’t tell me you have gotten soft over the years.” He said sarcastically.
“I didn’t become soft at all, there is just someone I want to protect more than anyone in the world.” I answered.
“Who?” He asked.
“My mate,” I answered then waited for him to spit shit or mock me.
“Well, that makes the two of us.” He answered in a low tone surprising me.
“Are you mated as well?” I asked loudly.
“Yes, to the most powerful werewolf breed.” He answered.
“You mean she’s an alpha?” I asked seriously.
“No, a breed way stronger than an alpha.” He answered as I frowned.
There was never such a wolf. Was he messing with me?. But then again the twins never used to joke and he couldn’t call me after so many years just to pull my leg right?. It wasn’t sitting right with me.
“And that is..?” I asked.
“A golden wolf.” He answered confusing me.
“What the fuck is a golden wolf.” I asked loudly as he sighed.