Phoenix POV:
Roswell and I came back to the Alpha Academy along with Nezm/Blaze, about a week ago or more.
To be honest I have lost track of time over the last couple weeks.
How can I not?
I have one mate in a coma.
Another one in complete and udder heartbreak.
Me watching over them both. I haven't attended in school classes or even trained, actually after staying at the Alpha Academy for the past week or so, King Kyrie decided that we three should shift to the Royal Palace, instead of staying at the Alpha Academy beings non of us are able to attend classes right now. At first I wanted to reject his offer, but after talking to my parents and uncle Jackson they all agreed it would be best if we were at the palace instead of the Alpha Academy, so I finally agreed.
I know King Kyrie and Queen Isbell is worried about Roswell, and honestly so am I. He just sits on the couch or his bed and just stares at the wall or ceiling not communicating with anyone. It hurts not being able to hear his beautiful voice and that alone would probably break me, but thank the Moon Goddess his wolf Midnight communicates with my wolf Cypress so it gives me comfort knowing my Roswell is still inside he's just list right now.
'Phoenix can you come to the Royal room please'? Queen Isbell asked me. I nodded my head getting up from my chair and started walking out the room, but stopped and kissed both Nezm/Blaze's and Roswell's forehead telling them both I will return right away and left the room, but not before telling my personal guard to keep an eye on both of them.
Yes I did say my personal guard. Uncle Jackson gifted me and all my siblings a personal guard when we were just pup's, he said it was for our protection, especially on the days our parents had to go to the Alpha meetings in other packs and we were left with just our Beta's and our pack to watch over us. If course they all took very good care of us, but Uncle Jackson was not taking any chances with our safety, hench our own personal guard, not just any guard though. Uncle Jackson gifted us an immortal guard one susceptible against poisons, spells, curses and other deadly things including death. I had grown up with my guard and now he is more like an unnoticeable shadow to those around me.
I thanked him and smiled walking towards the Royal room.
As I walked towards the Royal room I wondered what had happened to have the Queen call upon me? I became nervous the closer I got to the Royal room, my heart beat picked up so fast it was the only sound I could hear while I walked through the hall.
'Calm down's. Cypress linked me. I nodded my head but couldn't calm myself down.
'Trust me and calm down'. Cypress gritted out through our link, again I nodded my head but for some reason I still couldn't calm down. Maybe my mind was running so far ahead of my own thoughts that I couldn't relax enough to calm down, or it's because this is the first time I have left my mates alone in our room that I cannot think straight.
'Mate's are fine'. Cypress said softly. I'm not sure why but as soon as he told me our mates are fine I was able to calm down, that is until I got a whiff of a very unfamiliar, familiar she-wolf.
Cypress began to growl trying to force shift. After what she and whomever is behind her had forced my aunt Meridia do I hadn't been able to forget her unfortunate disgusting smell.
I sighed heavily trying to calm not just myself down but also Cypress too. He has taken a lot of pain over the past few weeks and I can't exactly blame him for wanting to end this she-wolfs life. Unfortunately though my parents had said I cannot do anything to her if by chance I run into her, well I can but not until we find aunt Meridia's twins.
Cypress growled angerly, but quietly enough not to disturb King Kyrie and Queen Isbell's conversation with the useless she-wolf. We waited inpatiently, patient for them to finish so that I can find out why I had to leave my mate's and run into this she-wolf.
It only took about five minutes for both the King and Queen, and also that she-wolf to notice me, before the King and Queen welcomed me into the Royalty room. I hated being in this room and not being able to attack the she-wolf, but I held myself back, just barely but I managed.
Cypress was sending pleasant images of what he has planned for this she-wolf as soon as we get the okay to destroy her. I think with his images I was able to control as best as I could. Don't get me wrong I had planned on snapping her neck as soon as I saw her but my dad was right. Aunt Meridia is also suffering and I don't want to be the cause of her losing her twins, so I managed to hold myself back from attacking her.
'Phoenix this is April, she will staying her for a few days'. Queen Isbell explained softly. I just nodded my head not really wanting to respond to what she had just said.
'Don't worry Phoenix I know everything, this is all part of your father's plan'. Queen Isbell linked me. I nodded my head slightly in understanding.
"Thank you Queen Isbell". I linked her back.
'Phoenix how is Roswell'? King Kyrie asked me.
"He is resting my King". I answered him. We too had a conversation through our link. He actually wanted to let me know that he had invited this she-wolf here because I can easily read other supernatural creatures minds most of the time without them knowing that their minds are being read, so that maybe we can locate Meridia's twins and the warlock behind the attack. I smiled knowing that I will be able to not only help my mates but also my aunt.
"Thank you King Kyrie". I linked him.
We spoke fur a few more minutes than I excused myself and left the Royal room heading back towards my mates.
'She will not know what had happened to her until it's to late'. Cypress linked me, chuckling afterwards.
"Yea". I answered closing our link happily.
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Phoenix the Rising Alpha
LobisomemThe last born son of Alpha Laurent and the legendary white wolf hybrid Luna Larry... Phoenix wanted to make it on his own, but his siblings unwillingness to take over their fathers position left Phoenix wanting to prove he can be just as strong an A...
