I Am Me (Book One): Weakness

Epilogue: Your Omega

The epilogue. Thanks for taking this journey with me. I probably should've said this at the beginning, but I never cast these characters because this was supposed to be one where you could choose who you'd like to be the main characters. Like for me, I chose me and some other actor in my head. So, while I did describe their body types and they have clear personalities, I left their appearance up to your imagination. The next books main three characters will have who I imagine Is be casting, but feel free to change it up for yourself as you read. Thanks for taking this journey and I promise, this isn't the end of their story.

Mark's POV

1 year later

It's the anniversary of Bradley's induction as our Packs Luna and my anniversary of becoming Alpha. Yeah, laugh it up. An Omega is now Alpha of a Packs. Other pack Alphas day the same thing, until they get a good look at me, and they instantly go from mocking, to listing. Then I dislocate their thumbs when we hand shake. I try to be a good Alpha, but my mood had never been what it used to be. This put my pack members off and now, they no longer feel comfortable in my presence. I hate it. I no longer want to be alone. I want him by my side again. Someone suggested that maybe he was found by Rogues, but we couldn't find any trace of his scent after we found the spot where his blood was. It was a lot of blood. In fact, it was so much, I had to turn away to a bush to puke what was in my stomach. I couldn't believe I did that, to my mate of all people.

That was a year ago though, and no one has found trace of him or anything months afterward. There was a will he made, in case something happened to him. He told me it was supposed to be there if he couldn't be the Alpha the pack needed, in which an Alpha doesn't survive in most cases. It was smart, but absurd the think about at the time. In it, he put that if no Luna takes the position and no Beta could or would take it, then it would have been handed to me. And if there was for any reason it can't be me, the Alpha title would've been decided through a contest. But enough about that. I no he wouldn't want me thinking about his death, even though it is always what I think about.

"Hey. Still thinking about him?", Bradley comes in with his perfect timing. I needed to get my mind off this.

"Yup. But I just found a way to remedy it."

"No, you haven't. I know that you miss him. You should look to find a way to really move on."

Here we go again. It's always the same thing. Ever since that day, I've been drowning in guilt, guilt that I didn't want to think about. My mind wasn't a safe place anymore. I needed a distraction. And here, I found my other mate, whom me and Isaiah just so happened to choose. Bradley was remarkably distraught at the revelation of Isaiah's disappearance. I knew he was harboring something. Well, now he has to direct it to me because I can't seem to find it in me to look for someone new. To betray Isaiah like that. 

"You think that by having sex with me that you aren't doing wrong by him. That if I don't return my mark to you, to claim your as mine, to not let me fuck you as you have to me these past several months, then you couldn't hurt Isaiah anymore. But you have to stop thinking like that. Isaiah is gone, whether alive or dead, he isn't on these pack lands. He would want you to move on and be happy."

"He never decided my choices for me. Even when my wolf took over for seven years. And I damn well will do as I please. Now, do you want me to fuck you or should I go look somewhere else?" I know I'm an asshole. I didn't really mean I would look for someone else, and after bing in my head when we were together, he knows how afraid I am  of Isaiah one day walking through the door and finding some no name in his bed, while his Omega fucks them silly. No way in hell am I letting anyone, but Isaiah, near my ass. My thinking is entirely irrational, but I don't care. 

I smirk at his sigh in defeat. "Close the door, Gamma. I'm gonna rock your world." He growls in frustration but obeys. Why he does is a mystery to me. What history did he and Isaiah have while I was in la la land for seven years? I may never know. For now though, I don't want tot hunk about it. I want it to go away? Everything.

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'New' POV

My Rogues. My pack. They glorify me. Call me by my name. 

"Neander, Neander, Neander......."

Why? Because I struck down their leader. His weakness was his large size. He was lazy, and cruel. Unfit for Alpha  of this pack. The minute I met him, I knew that I would be the one to challenge him.  I am Alpha. I am Master. I am the one who will conquer lands for my Rogues. Give them safe haven. I will lead them to overtake that pack. The pack that I presume was responsible for me nearly bleeding to death. It's a jump, but no one has explanation for where I'd come from, but I wouldn't doubt that my pack had nothing to do with my plight. No, this is all them. They are gonna pay for their crimes, and I will kill their Alpha, in front of every pack member and rogue until they no longer live. They are weak, we are strong, and we will win......

"The Myst Pack will fall to our MIGHT!" The proclamation is met with shouts and praises.

Fin.....for now........