Game of Destiny – A Thrilling Tale of Power, Love & Fate

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Game of Destiny

Chapter 22

I had been back from my travel for a week and I was finding my new routine. It was a lot easier than I had thought it would be. There was always something that needed to be done for the pack. Food to be cooked, questions to answer, and errands to run. I was ranks to discuss the bigger things and Finlay happy to step in were I was needed. Then we had the daily meeting with the other ton and Sam had put me in charge of planning and running the training or the pack. I had enlisted Medow’s help to plan the first hide and seek event. I was walking from one of the pack member’s houses to the pack house. Martin walked up to me and I smiled at him. He hesitated a moment and ran his hand through his dark hair. He took a deep breath and looked at me again.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Do you have a couple of minutes?” he asked.

“Of course,” I said. “Do you want to come up to my room?”

“How about we take a walk along the creek?”

“That sounds good,” I agreed, it was a beautiful summer day. We walked in silence as we followed the creek. The soft grass on the bank muted our steps. The wildflowers filled the air with their fragrance. We walked away from the village and finally Martin sat down on the grass. I joined him and we both looked out over the trickling water.

“Has Finlay told you about how things were before we formed this pack?” he suddenly asked.

“No, we haven’t really talked about your old pack,” I said. I glanced over at him, but he stared out over the creek.

“My family wasn’t a part of the ranked families. We were run of the mill wolves. When Alpha Johannes ran the pack wolves like us had it good. We were respected as we contributed to the pack. Maybe not in the same ways as the tops or the warriors, but we worked hard,” he told me. I hummed, not wanting to interrupt him now he had got started. “But then he passed away and Ryan took

so we didn’t matter, over the pack, Finlay’s brother. All of a sudden my family wasn’t worth anything. We weren’t physically stron but then Finlay gave us the option to follow him instead.” There was a pause.

here,” I said. I already knew it as

with Medow.

go if my father stayed and my sister mated with one of the warriors in the pack. But I knew I couldn’t stay.

keep in touch?” I

told me. “I’m telling you this because I really don’t know what I’m doing. I have no clue why Finlay chose me to be his Beta, but I will do whatever I can to live up to the title. I need you, and I need you to tell me if I’m not doing what I should. I will step down rather than hurt the pack. This pack is my life and I will

he does. The relationship between the Alpha, Beta and Gamma, and as an extension, their families, are more important than one thinks. That was why I left my first pack. What was happening between me and the Alpha’s son was messing with that bond, I didn’t want that on my shoulders, so I left,” I told him. “As Beta you are the quality control. It’s your job to make sure the Alpha doesn’t go off the script. Alphas have a tendency

Amie,” Martin said, and he gave

nudge back.

Alpha become

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he likes to

beat me into the world within played together as pups, I don’t think our parents saw anything wrong with it. But we bonded from the start. He’s the brother I never had and I’m the brother he wished he had. When he told me about his plan to break away from our old pack, I knew I would follow him he

he would get the

he said

it. If the first way doesn’t succeed, he will try another way

receiving end of that stubbornness,” I admitted. Martin joined in my laughter. It was

vision as you put it, it’s usually something important. I’ll be the first one to admit that I called him insane

our pack. But… He was right. The pack is better off with you here. Thank you for accepting

him crazy once or twice. I don’t know about the pack. But I’m definitely better off here. This is home. So thank you for being open–minded and having me.” We remained seated for a while, I ended up resting my head on his shoulder and he rested his head on top of mine. It was nice with some bonding time. It almost felt like when I used to hang out needled each other. We

got closer and the hesitation of a new friendship wasn’t there any longer. When we got close to the pack house/Finlay walked up

have you been?” he asked. He didn’t