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

I sighed as I sat down at my desk. I knew I usually joked that I hated being Alpha. It wasn’t true. Most days I liked it, it

came naturally to me. But there were aspects of it I didn’t like. Like paperwork. It was an endless tide of paperwork

involved in running the pack. There was the paperwork for the pack and its finances, there was the paperwork the

humans demanded we keep, and then there was the paperwork for the council. Since Amie had joined the pack, she had

been a great help with it. She knew how much I hated it and how my mood took a turn for the worse when I had to

endure it for a long period. So she decided to rescue both me and the pack and give me a hand. Now she always joined

me during my paperwork sessions. The work seemed to go by much faster and just having someone to grumble to, made it easier to deal with. And then there was the part of being Alpha that I was heading into. I was about to call Alpha

Jackson and tell him we were turning his offer down. It was the right decision; it had been my instinct when he had called me to extend the offer. But I wanted to hear the opinion of my cabinet. To my relief, they had all agreed with me. Amie

had taken the last doubt from me during our conversation. I knew I was leaning on her. During the months Amie had

been in the pack the thing between us had grown stronger. We didn’t speak about it but I knew she felt it too. I had no

idea what it was. I knew it wasn’t a mate bond, I wasn’t delusional. But it was something. Whatever it was, I enjoyed her

company. She always made me feel better and less stressed. Just spending an evening talking and playing cards did wonders. I knew that sooner or later we would need to talk about it. I also had a feeling I wouldn’t like her take on it. So, I

pushed it into the future. The thoughts about Amie called forth the memory of her playing with the pups in the snow

yesterday. It was no big mystery why the pack loved her. She was generous and caring, she was protective of the ones she

cared about and she was smart. And yesterday I had learnt the gorgeous wolf had a pup living inside her that was called

forth by the snow. To watch her play tag with the pups had been the highlight of my day. I had watched them for a while

before making my presence known. The memory I tucked away to use on days when I needed a pick up. I sighed. I was

postponing the inevitable. I ran my hand through my hair and picked up the phone.

“Jakson Hill,” the other Alpha answered.

“Alpha Jackson, this is Alpha Finlay,” I told him.

“Ah, Finlay, calling back so soon?” Alpha Jackson said. It rubbed me the wrong way. Only my friends called me by my first

not one of my friends. But I swallowed

tier of the pack and we were all in agreement.

long,” I told him.

and it made me happy that I was about to give

surprise.

you understand, Jackson. Your offer was more than generous, but my pack will not be joining

and we would like to meet and discuss an alliance,” I said. There was

silence from the other side, if I hadn’t

turn the offer

it is for you to offer it, we don’t

your pack is unranked?” Alpha Jackson

can I forget a thing like that? No, I haven’t forgotten. But we are satisfied we can protect ourselves if it is

they will learn that even though we

up a meeting and talk alliance,”

But

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front of the pack later that evening. I had called a pack meeting and

had been made into a large square and everyone of

closest wolves sat at one

is why we turned down their offer,” I told the pack after I had explained things. There was an

amongst the gathered wolves.

join another

up our freedom for an unknown

back to our old one,” Matilda told

with Alpha Jackson and two of his top wolves in two weeks time at a neutral

with them,” I told the pack. I didn’t tell them the meeting was

true nature. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust my pack, but I knew some things were best to keep close. “When

I don’t think anything will happen. But I

We went on to talk about more mundane topics.

to our meeting

with me, so our groups are

Sam should go with you. Amie and Medow can watch over the pack,” Martin said.

have to. My protectiveness towards Amie was strong, and I didn’t know if I had it in me

in a hostile situation.

said and shattered my

“Why?” I asked.

won’t be happy leaving Medow behind in a possibly dangerous situation. His focus won’t