Forged in the Flames by Karima Sa'ad Usman

I had finally achieved my dream. Taking over the forest territory had been embedded in my mind for years.

My mother, Isabelle, blamed my father, Mathias, for being lenient and kind. Unlike the Lycan King of the snow territory, my father allowed the werewolves to live freely in his Kingdom.

His kindness had given them the bright idea of making Forest their haven. Led by Gabriel Nowak, they destroyed my father’s Kingdom and murdered him in cold blood.

The day my mother finally lost her sanity remained embedded in my mind.

I would have lost my left eye, but I was lucky.

I tied my mother in chains and cared for her.

She never spoke to me again; she never recognised me again. She was an empty shell.

Every day, I would check on her, hoping, just like before, she would snap out of it, but she never did.

Bane, my wolf, came to me when I turned fourteen. It gave me hope that I could reverse my mother’s predicament by becoming her Alpha, but it never happened; she never regained her sanity for me to absorb her into my pack. I spent my time caring for her and training myself.

Slowly my father’s goals became my goals. My mother’s revenge became my revenge, but I knew it would be impossible if I did it alone; that was when I decided to start my pack, and rogues were my choice for members.

I met Qusack, my Beta, when I turned fifteen, and we have remained friends ever since. We started building the pack when we turned sixteen. He had been loyal ever since we met.

My pack members needed me to keep their sanity, and I needed them to enact my revenge.

After almost thirteen years of building a pack and conquering packs to take over their lands and carve a niche for myself, I had finally taken over my father’s territory.

I had finally conquered the people that destroyed him.

I had taken away the freedom he gave them and treated them as they should have been treated; as slaves.

The werewolves were nothing but slaves, and Forest will no longer be their haven.

Looking at the man that led the attack on my family humbling himself before me gave me some joy, but it did not cure my pain.

I knew killing him wouldn’t be better than letting him live to suffer the consequences of his actions.

He had the effrontery to ask me for mercy where his daughter was concerned, but did he have mercy on my pregnant mother?

Did he give her her honour and cover her shame?

he did. I knew I would have no joy until I had

stay the night. It was the rule I never broke, and Bane knew it, so I was angry at my wolf

successfully calmed my rage and piqued my interest, but she was nothing and no

body responded to her or how

I did not care.

the daughter of my enemy and of a treacherous race.

my mark. I growled with rage, and

fell on

the life that was stolen from me. Her suffering will break Gabriel. I pushed away my want and desires and allowed my thirst for

and it was overwhelming. It was weird, but he made me feel her exit and

didn’t have to be cruel. I was the one that asked her to stay,” Bane argued, and I did

and decided to freshen up. I had a meeting in the morning

to do with her?” Bane asked me curiously, and I

whore. Have some fun and then pass her around,

that I knew my wolf would not share. I did not

He did not see what happened when she lost it and how I had to survive. He wasn’t a part of the true pain of my past. It was understandable that my wolf

Bane. I was just joking,” I told

will tease him about

however. Werewolves are treacherous. Mother told me all about them. It will be sad if I end up like my

dressed and

are you?” I asked

be,” he replied, and I chuckled and headed towards the alpha’s

easy

office was on the ground floor after the

and Qusack was behind

so I could sit

Gabriel must have cleared the place. Did he think I could not read? I might have grown in

educated, and she made sure I was educated too. She stole books for me to use, and I will never forget the pains she

is going on here?” I

now that you are the Alpha of the Forest territory, we can start applying

yours, but you did not inherit this place. You conquered it, and what they had was a leader, not a king. We must apply for your Kingship, and the Hill King and Snow King must agree and recognise you as their

wolves for a bit before I move to do that. I want to make Gabriel suffer for his crimes,” I said,

take it easy on the girl. She wasn’t a part of it,”

at the age of ten. I can never forget it. I have a scar that would always remind me of it. That girl is a part