Alpha's Second Chance

GRETA

A month ago when I found the little wolf that my old friend Klaus had made for me when we were kids, I just had to check on him. I talked with my wolf and she agreed and lent me some power so I could tap deeper into my magic. What I saw made me a little sad, as I found out that he was sick, which is unusual for a wolf. Us wolves rarely get sick, so finding out that someone I used to be so close to is ill and very sick, it seems, is heartbreaking.

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There are few things that can make a wolf sick, and I knew that Klaus was going to be a warrior because already when we were kids, he was the best fighter. I always told him that he would become a high-ranked warrior, and the warriors have a bigger chance of being exposed to silver or wolfsbane, which is highly poisonous for wolves. So my first thought was, that this was the reason for my old friend's sickness. I had not been thinking about the, one thing that makes wolves get sick, or go crazy, almost always right away.noveldrama

I had quietly listened to what they told me about everything, and I could feel the regret coming out from the queen, Klaus's daughter. I bet he is super proud of his daughter.

I told them a little about my life, so they were aware that I was not as powerful as I could be because I had technically lived like a rouge since I left our old pack along with my parents. And I was surprised when they fast offered me to be a permanent member of this pack, but I would have been incredibly stupid to say no, so I happily said thank you. And the king told me we would make that happen the next day. "This is the house that was built for Klaus." The wolf with the name Kyle said.

"Thank you, Beta," I said respectfully.

"It's not big but it has everything you could need. If you need anything use the phone in the kitchen and ring 01# and you reach the Omega head office for those on duty at the current time. Do keep in mind that the king and queen always expect all packmembers to be respected. Even the poorest member, the omegas are equals, not slaves." He told me, and my respect for the king and queen only got bigger. "I like that. And I give my word that I will never mistreat or abuse my powers on another packmember." I promise him and he smiles.

"Good, we wish you a good sleep." He finishes and they keep walking towards the house next to this.

I looked at Klaus's house for a second before I walked inside and took my time to explore the little house. The place is better than anything I ever lived in, a cozy TV room, a kitchen with everything possible needed, one bathroom, and two bedrooms.

'It looks like we, after all these years, finally found a home, Liana.' I tell my wolf.

'Yes. I am looking forward to this. I hate feeling alone and weak.' She tells me back. And I already know all this. And after we had talked a little, I decided to take a long, warm shower. And after a warm shower, I went into the room that I had found out was the spare room and fell asleep.

OLIVIA

What a night.

It had been a roller-coaster, going up and down, and right now I was in the private gym, that Logan had made for us. And I was beating the punching ball with every strength l could bring forward, seeing the face of the so-called rouge king in my mind.

How dare he, after killing my mother, to come here, treating me and my family? I would make sure that he would die a slow and agonizing death.

I kept hitting and kicking the ball,

harder and harder, and knew if I did

not stop soon, I would end up breaking the ball. But I did not care had so much pain on the inside that I didn't know how to deal with the pain of my mother's brutal death. And pain coming out of fear of losing my family if he, for some reason, managed to kidnap me or, in another way, get me away from the people I love.

I was interrupted when Logan put his strong arms around me and slowly pulled me back. At first, I fought against him to get free, but when he didn't let go, I stopped and let him pull me close to him.

"Baby, stop, you are hurting

yourself." He said, and I got

confused until I looked at my hands and saw the wounds and blood on my knuckles from beating the ball repeatedly over and over. Wolves heal fast, so I knew it would not take long before it was normal again, but I felt terrible because I knew Logan would have felt it when I began greeting wounds.

Mates don't usually feel when you are made to get hurt, but because these were self-reflected wounds, he could, and it made me feel really bad knowing it had hurt him too.

"I am sorry, I am so sorry," I whispered and broke down.

"Baby, don't be. I understand why you are frustrated and angry." He whispered back close to my ear.

"I never wanted to cause you any pain," I said softly, avoiding to look at him.

"I know that, my love. And I am not mad. Just a little worried. I do not like to see you like this." He tells me softly before he turns me around so he can see my face.

"I want him dead, Logan. And I want to be the one to kill him." I say, looking into his eyes.

"If that is what you want to do, then you will. I will not stop you." He promised as he did not blink, looking back into my eyes.

"Thank you. He ruined my childhood. It is his fault my dad is now dying." I say, and I feel like I sound like a broken record.

"I know. But it won't happen tonight. So I want you to rest." He tells me as he lifts me up and carries me into the bed. He lays us down, and I snuggle into him and let his calming scent take over my senses and make me fall asleep.