Forever Yours

FOUR

It was later in the day when Roxy found herself in the office, the room she never seemed to be able to stray far from. The rental agreements for the buildings in town had been looked over, signed and documented, she'd created the new roster for next week's patrol shifts and assigned some of their best warriors to coach the training sessions. This week Paul and Christina would be training the younger werewolves, something which had become even more important after the battle with the blood wolves. Roxy glanced to the map which was stuck to the wall by the desk. The colourful pins she'd just moved to the updated positions represented the trackers they had scouring most of the regions for the most wanted fugitives of the werewolf realm – Abigail and Levi. Whilst other packs were searching for them too, thanks to the large bounty on their heads which the Alpha committee would pay, Moonlight Ridge were by far the most dedicated. And they weren't doing it for the money.

Roxy sighed and returned to look at the computer screen, her eyes beginning to glaze over as she scrolled through the latest news. Isaac had taught her it was important to keep a constant ear to the ground. Although she doubted that Abigail and Levi had been so covert for this long to suddenly pop up in the latest werewolf news. She chastised herself for being so complacent. It wasn't just Abigail and Levi she was keeping an eye and ear out for, but any signs of blood wolves rising. They were sure that they'd got them all during the battle, but there was always a chance some could have escaped – like Levi.

A bored groan rumbled from her mouth when she continued flicking her eyes across the news articles. As usual, it was the same old news of Alphas making "life changing" deals with one another, an Alpha's child stepping up to take the title and comically, they even had announcements of soulmate milestones.

'Omegas Regan and William of Boomerang Lake pack are celebrating their 50th milestone,' read Roxy aloud. 'The soulmates met at the White Moon Ball, much like others. William was a warrior wolf who would go away on missions for months at a time, but even these times apart were never enough for the burning flame of their love to flicker.'

Roxy blinked rapidly, surprised by the tears suddenly in her eyes and swallowed past a lump of emotion in her throat. Once she'd loved the idea of love, of finding her soulmate and being with him for the rest of her life. When she met Isaac, despite their tumultuous start, those feelings had burnt with an even more fierce intensity. Now though, she couldn't look at love without being afraid. Afraid that the love she shared with Isaac would be cut short. Shorter than they'd ever hoped or expected.

Clearing her throat, she sent a mental congratulations to the soulmates before continuing to scroll on. Not that the mundane news articles were helping take her mind off the unsure future she had with Isaac. That was until her eyes landed on thick bold letters of an article, her eyebrows shooting to her hairline as it grabbed her full attention. How was this news not running rampant yet? She looked to the time stamp of the post to see it'd only been posted a few minutes ago. And it seemed she wasn't the only one who'd seen it now since the comments were quickly rising on the article. No wonder why.

It wasn't every day that the missing prince of the royal werewolf family returned home.

Roxy wasn't sure why she scooted forwards on the office chair, totally absorbed in reading the article. Despite being the werewolf community's leaders, the royals weren't particularly liked by a lot of werewolves. Locked away in a hidden territory somewhere in Snowy Peaks Region, they never showed their faces or left their homes. The King and Queen could walk past fellow werewolves in the streets and no one would know it was them. While there were battles and pain amongst the packs who served them, they never came from the security of their territory to help. Instead, they continued living in comfort which was provided by a tax paid from each werewolf pack around the world.