Gently, I fold her rose-scented letter and place it back into the envelope. Two long years have passed since Noel disappeared, and with each passing day, the hope of finding her alive fades. But I refuse to entertain such despairing thoughts. I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself, and return her letter to my safe.
The memory of our last meeting lingers in my mind. Noel had been deeply upset upon learning about my mission to expand our territory, assigned to me by my father, Alpha Kumamoto (Moto). I had readily accepted the task, unaware that it would consume two years of my life, fighting for my father's vision.
Throughout those challenging times, Noel and I exchanged constant letters, which kept me going. But then, abruptly, the letters stopped arriving. I tried to dismiss the concern, but upon my return, my father delivered the devastating news of her disappearance. He assured me that he was doing everything possible to find her, but bitterness crept into my heart. I had sacrificed so much to protect his legacy, yet he couldn't safeguard mine?
Desperate to find her, I searched tirelessly, but her scent had vanished from the territories, and our mind link remained silent. Even my wolf, usually attuned to hers, could not pick up on any trace. Despite exhausting every option over the past two years, my wolf suffered, and my ability to lead the pack as an alpha was compromised. My father worried about the pack's welfare, but my shattered heart needed healing too.
Taking a deep breath, I reached for the daily report, a reminder that despite the turmoil, I had earned the title of Alpha, a responsibility that weighed heavily on my shoulders. I pushed aside my disbelief and continued my duties, marking the trainees' progress.
In an attempt to find solace, I poured myself a glass of Brandy and settled into my large chair by the fireplace. As the flames crackled, their warmth surrounded me, but my mind was far away, lost in thoughts of Noel.
The situation was made even more complicated by the division of the pack, with my brother Jullian now leading the Spade Pack. I couldn't help but harbor resentment toward him, feeling he was undeserving of his position. He had distanced himself since the packs split, neglecting his territory and causing more trouble for my pack. My wolf despised him, but I forced myself to push those thoughts aside for now.
It was Noel who filled my mind and heart. Her image, with her captivating coily hair and those mesmerizing crystal gray eyes, haunted me. Her scent, like an intoxicating elixir, had always enthralled my wolf. But now, it served as a constant reminder of her absence.
I yearned to see her again, to hear her voice, and to feel her soulful gaze pierce through me. But until then, I would carry on the responsibilities of an alpha, searching for her while trying to mend the pieces of my heart she took with her.
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Vanished (Ongoing)
WerewolfMy thoughts go back to Noel. I miss her, i miss her scent.. It was intoxicating! It drove my wolf mad. I close my eyes to picture her hair.. it fell down her back, a beautiful purple hue. Her eyes come into play and I can't help getting weak. Those...