Love. It's a funny thing. Love makes you do the most stupidest, courageous, irrational things. Love can make you forgive the unforgivable. Change the unchangable. Love the unlovable...When I heard the words Seven Lowell come out of somebody's mouth, I pictured a ruthless alpha, with no remorse for anybody or anything. Humans and werewolves alike cower in Seven's name. Everyone has heard how he treats people, though, he is a good leader, he's on top. The king, some would say.
Though, almost everything I've heard about Seven Lowell, is untrue. Yes, he is angry. He is cold. He's not the best person, but that's a given, considering the way he was raised. His father, Drew Lowell, raised him to be the best, to be perfect, the prince that would one day replace the cold king. Though, perfect in Drew's eyes is not kind, nor is it loving. Perfect, in Drew's eyes is cold, ruthless, unmerciful. So, Seven, in the end, turned out this way. And deep inside, no matter how much he's changed, he will always be this way.
I see it in the way he looks down upon his enemies. He'll kill for his pack, his son, his future children, his parents even. And there is no doubt in my mind that he would even kill for me. Because that's what love can do to a person, it can drive you to do evil things, for the sake of your loved ones.
I see it in the way he gets angry when someone disobeys him. Or when he continuously hunts for the guy who haunts my dreams at night. I can see the rage that infects his soul, and though he may deny anything about him being a little insane, anyone can tell that if he ever snaps, that if something really rubbed him the wrong way, it wouldn't be good. For anyone.
But, eventually, someone will end up truly loving this unlovable alpha. And he'll end up truly loving someone without regrets for not waiting. Though, sometimes, when he looks at his son, I can tell he regrets the small blonde child. But I love him as my own, and I always will.
People say that people like Seven don't have feelings. People like him can't truly love someone the way "normal" people do. But, if you ask anyone who has seen us together, if you ask anyone who has seen the way he looks at me, then they can tell you,
someone like Seven, a cold, merciless Alpha, who was raised to have no heart, can truly love someone.
That someone like Seven, can love someone like me.
A broken, depressed, and a lost soul.
Howdy friends! How is you this fine day, night, afternoon, morning, evening? Lol. I just can't wait to start this story, I have big, big things in mind for this book, and I cannot wait for you guys to read it. It's going to be an emotional rollercoaster with many twists and turns.
I hope you enjoyed this short introduction, I think I did well, not as detailed as I would've liked it to be, though. But I didn't want to give too much away. I hope I didn't.
Anyways. I'll see you in the next one. Check out my other book; The Depths Of Their Broken Minds, too! It's sorta similar to this one, and I also just started it.
See ya later, Loves!!
~Willow😘🖤🥀
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Silence
Manusia SerigalaShe is silent He is angry She is an artist He is an Alpha Both are dealing with pain of their own But they need each other to get through it Aluka has been mute since an incident on her fourteenth birthday. She hasn't talked since, and doesn't ever...