Chapter 2 feast

Once upon a time, a prophecy stated that a baby would be born in werewolf territory; if not slain, the infant would serve as a distraction and reward for werewolf clan members. Despite his great anxiety, the pack's Alpha felt impelled to slay all of the teenagers, but he was unable to do so due to his wife's pregnancy at the moment. Finally, he was duped by the prophecy and had no remembrance of what transpired throughout the incident.

After learning that his child was about to be born, the King prepared a feast for his werewolf pack, claiming that they wanted to celebrate by having a good time together.

Alpha's Perspective

I'd want to extend my greetings to all of you, my fellow werewolves and werewolf-related acquaintances. It gives me great pleasure to introduce you all in this chamber, where my spouse will shortly be placed to sleep. Due to the fact that my child will be delivered in a short period of time, I'd like everyone to have a wonderful time and consume as much food as possible before to the delivery.

The internet was hosting a fist in his honor, and an ancient female strolled through the location of the King's former residence.

Take note that an exceedingly horrible peril is approaching, and that no one will survive to tell the story of how they survived. After all is said and done, it is predicted that a toddler will be born who will not only pose a magnificent threat to the werewolf pack but will also serve as an incredible distraction if the child is not killed in accordance with the prophecy.

The Alpha was so taken aback that he lost track of the prophecy at hand, causing him to seek explanation from the witch.

By the way, what is your given name? say the alpha to the lady.

"I have come to notify you that you are not alone," the witch remarked in a dream appearance to him. "I am in possession of the prophecy, and I will never speak a lie as long as I am aware of the prophecy's presence in my thoughts. You and your family are almost certain to perish if the youngster is not killed on your watch."

By prophecy's keeper, who also happens to be the youngster you mentioned, The alpha spoke.

The ancient witch abruptly opened her eyes, pointed to Luna, the queen's stomach, and proclaiming,

If that infant is killed, it will be the first time in millennia that your country will be at peace. but If the infant is permitted to live, a great number of lives will be lost.

The queen was taken aback and shouted when she saw it.

No way, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"I'm sorry," the elderly witch said as she looked her in the eyes. "Why are you inconsolable, my queen? What caused your tears? Your family has already welcomed a girl and a boy, and you are quite proud of both of them. Perhaps murdering a single infant will cause you no distress."

As she approached, the queen turned to face her and declared, "Killing one child will not cause me anguish, but it will hasten my demise." As a result, you may not have known the anguish that a mother feels when she is forced to forsake even a single kid, just because you have not yet become a mother.

The queen could not stop wailing and shouting till the Alpha screamed so loudly that the ground trembled.

She is a woman who is hauntingly silent. You must maintain vigilance, historic woman. I'm not sure where you're from or what you believe; all I know is that in our country, the tradition of murdering infants in response to a dumb prophecy that proves to be incorrect is recognized.

"You darling call it a dull prophecy, how pricey you will realize now that it is not only foolish, but also expensive." She did, however, vanish into thin air when she was notified she was due to be cautioned.

Please accept my sincere apologies on behalf of everyone for the unanticipated occurrence that occurred just now. Why don't we continue our celebration that evening instead of waiting until the following day?

That night, the King was not the same man as the previous night.

A month has passed since the incident occurred.

from the alpha's perspective

I was in the midst of some work when one of the werewolves charged toward me.

According to the doctor, your wife is presently in the process of giving delivery and will soon give birth. he told me.

I hurried to the position where she was delivery my child, I was so pleased with myself that I approached her and calmed her.

My husband I am please that you have risen to the occasion and, more significantly, that the child is doing well.

I discovered a mark on my spouse's neck. I'm still having second thoughts about what the witch said to me last night.

As soon as the child is born, a strange mark will appear on the proper side of the infant's neck, and anyone who attempts to give birth to the child will die, as the child will drain all of the blood from the man or woman. The toddler has been possessed by a demon.

I looked at my wife and wondered if she was feeling well. Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she looked at me and muttered, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry I ruined your life, and I'm concerned that I will be unable to continue without you. Regardless of how much blood was spilled on giving birth, I will die for the time being; however, you must pledge to me that your future actions will never harm or murder my child. I can assure you that you will adore her as much as I have adored you. My earnest wish is that you will offer wonderful care for her and assist her in developing a sense of fatherhood in her life. Make a commitment to me that you intend to keep that promise.

I burst into tears the instant I walked to her.

Am incapable of functioning without you. I adore you, and we have experienced many wonderful moments throughout the years. Who will look after Kelly and Mick in the future, and if and when they make a request to see their mother? What are you expecting me to say? What do you think of this small one? What should I do to ensure her well-being?

"Her name is Ana," I stated as he locked his gaze on me.

Following that statement, death seized my life.

I fell to my knees and sobbed. I promised my wife, though, that I would look after our children, and I have chosen not to kill her. However, because a demon infant is possessed by a demonic spirit, I will be unable to love her. I cursed her on the day she was born, and I will never forgive her for the death of my wife, which she is entirely responsible for.

Because the midwife was in charge of the toddler's care, I directed them to take the child away.

I have spent the entire night lying in bed, thinking about my wife and how much I wished she were here with me. However, I did not know what to do. I could not even eaten, slept, felt, or done anything else.