𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 [ 𝐌𝐱𝐌 ]

Chapter 1

LUX ||

Being the second born son of Alpha Nyxxon Blade was hard. Being the newly coronated Alpha to the Stone Mountain pack — the largest pack in the state was even harder.

My twenty first birthday had come and gone. Now I was a twenty five year old man with the weight of the world on his shoulders, and with my older brother, Legacy having died three years ago, it was my responsibility to take over as the matter of Alpha for my father.

However my father knew that I wasn't ready, he knew that I wasn't fit to be Alpha because I wasn't the true Alpha, I'm not as potent as the first borns would be, I hadn't attended the Academy to train for years for this purpose. My brother had.

Since his passing, my father has tried to do everything he could to prepare me for this day and in the beautiful memory of my brother, I tried my hardest to follow my father's lead.

I trained, I bulked up, I entered serum therapy to increase my potency. I fought day and night. I'd spent many nights in the Cave to overcome my fears of the Dark forest, I'd spent many weeks in the cells to focus my mind and learn how to live in solitude if need be.

My father allowed me to train with the toughest Alphas in the country, to live within their packs for weeks at a time to learn their ways and hopefully pick up the pace for my rapidly approaching coronation.

I'd been chained to the walls in the dungeons to learn pain endurance. Whips laced with wolfsbane, deshifter devices, shock collars, temperature control, sensory overload, enduring the strongest Alphas landing punches wherever they could, all in the name of becoming tougher.

I ran up the steepest mountains, scaled ice walls, endured the frost, strengthen the power of my blows with steel beams. I pushed and pushed and pushed myself.

All in the name of mirroring what Legacy was. Strong, powerful, fierce, protective, but above all, a great Alpha. . . and I endured it all because I wanted to make him proud, I wanted to my father proud, I wanted to give our pack a semblance of the Alpha that Legacy was.

He'd ran our pack for five years before he passed at the young age of twenty six. Legacy was an incredible Alpha and being six years older than me, I watched him with heart filled eyes.

My brother was the epitome of everything that an Alpha should be and no matter how much I tried, how hard I trained, how ready I thought I was, being coronated into position today after winning the challenge against my father — I realized just how wrong I was.

I wasn't ready.

The severity of the headaches that came with hundreds of pledges. The mountain of paperwork, being responsible for an entire pack, being the Head and the Lead, choosing a Beta, choosing a mate because I'd yet to find my fated, having to be the answer to everyone's questions. To be the provider, the protector, the enforcer, the nurturer, the love, the aggression, the desire, the power, the force all in one. . . It was all just too much for me.

And I couldn't handle it.

My first day being called Alpha Lux Blade of the Stone Mountain pack and I was already losing my shit.

Instead of sitting in my office, the office that belonged to Legacy, I chose to take a walk through the forest here within my territory.

"Except that's not what you're doing." — Edge, my wolf mentions and I sigh.

No, I wasn't going to walk through the forest within my territory. I was going to visit the clearing before entering the Dark Forest, the spot where Legacy had fallen.

"I know you're going through a lot today, Lux, but this isn't a good idea. Not with the rogues on the prowl." — Edge advises and I shake my head to him.