When Jaxon Pierce Alpha of the Midnight Pack kills off the Dynasty Pack, he finds his mate. Dying, in a puddle of her own blood.
These are the thoughts of the great, Jaxon Pierce.
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Kayla gave birth to my new son, Nathaniel a few months ago. The time that I and Nathaniel have had together has somehow been lovely and overwhelming all at the same time.
Kayla has been traveling all over the world looking for her mate. So far we get FaceTime from Kayla every night and Nathaniel would make these little gurgling noises every time he would see her.
I'm glad Kayla is thinking for herself this past year. She deserves to find someone to treat her special. Someone who can love her like I couldn't.
Nathaniel is so great though he's such a happy baby. I've never been so happy before in my life. He never fails to amaze me. He has already succeeded in crawling his way to the little playpen the mothers of the pack gave to him.
My pack grew to understand my situation. After the pack meeting stating all of the different changes in the laws and regulations and why I've decided to change them.
The pack's respect for me seemed to grow and diminish. About 20 people left the pack and about 8 of those people came back and joined us again.
Of course, I didn't just carelessly allow them back into my pack there were tests to see where their loyalties lie. Simple tests most people would consider unimportant to the pack. But they don't understand why those tests are relevant. The only person who ever will know is Nathaniel and his Luna and anyone who fails these tests cannot rejoin the pack. This is why only 8 people have rejoined my pack it's not like people didn't try to come into my pack with immoral missions because they did. Rogues are allowed to request to join my pack and if they pass the test they are allowed in if not they have 5 minutes to get off of my land before they are locked away in a cell or before they're dead. Just because I'm trying to be a better person doesn't mean that I'm going to allow people to walk into my land and expect me to just let them try and kill my people.
Yet in all of this abyss of beauty and wonder. I have yet to rid myself of the ever-growing hole in my heart. Sure I'm not sad anymore, but I will never be happy until I'm with Samantha.
Somehow I wish I could take it all back but then I wouldn't have my son Nathaniel and my pack wouldn't be as successful as it is now.
My whole was filled with misery and sadness till it was a void of nothingness. A stream of uncertainty and a storm of nothing but bad dreams.
My mate who I sadly never got the chance to kiss until those plump lips swelled up, I hope will be proud of these changes. Although I never got to have kids with her and grow old with her she still changed my life for the better. She did this for me. Even though she wasn't there she still helped me. That's what a mate's for I believe, they help you better yourself, either strengthening you or weakening you. They help balance yourself, they help you be a better version of yourself the moment they enter your life.
I've started writing in a journal so I can express my loud thoughts without going insane. But lately, I've decided to address it to my son.
So that when I die he will know I still care for him. That I will always love him no matter what. So that even through the worst he'll know that daddy is here for his baby boy.
Even in death, I'll be watching out for him but I'll try to be happy for the first time while I'm doing it.
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