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

was not one of my friends. But I

pack and we

long,” I told him.

in his voice and it made

surprise.

generous, but my pack will

the generosity in you giving us this offer and we would like to meet and discuss an alliance,” I

the other side, if I hadn’t heard him breathing I would have

offer

As generous as it is for you to offer it, we don’t feel like

that your pack is unranked?” Alpha

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

fit to test us, they will learn that even though we are unranked, we are strong,” I said in a calm

is good. Good. Well, let’s set up a meeting and talk alliance,”

But his anger

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evening. I had called

meeting room. The tables had been made into a large square and

and my closest wolves sat at one side, all

their offer,” I told the pack after I had

amongst the gathered wolves.

another pack,” Jake

up our

back to our old one,”

of his top wolves

I told the pack. I didn’t tell

my pack, but I knew some things were best to keep close. “When we

rest of you to be on high alert. I don’t think anything will happen. But I want us to be on the safe side,”

agreed with me. We went on to talk about more mundane topics. Afterward the

our meeting

you with me, so our groups are equal,” I told

should go with you. Amie and Medow can watch over

strong, and I didn’t know if

in a hostile situation.

a bad idea,” Amie said and shattered my satisfied

“Why?” I asked.

in a