Chapter 1 The newly turned wolf
MYSTIC SHADOWS FORTRESS
Sometimes Logan Odell did hate his job, but can't change anything or complain about it because he had worked so hard to get to this point. His butts burnt half way in a bid to prove himself that he is worthy to rule Mystic Shadows Fortress.
Staring down at the stack of files that laid in front of him, Logan growled inwardly at the realization that some of the other lesser packs weren't paying their dues right. He snorted, thinking of how much they are all playing with fire and he wouldn't hesitate to burn them.
Closing the files, Logan stood up to grab drink from the fridge he had purposely installed there for situations like this in his office. He felt exhausted by the work his Beta had compiled for him for the week. Removing the cap of the beer, he gulped the content with his hands in his pants pocket while watching the whole city as it bustled with activities. To deviate his attention whenever the work starts to get to him, all he does is that he stares out the thoughts taunting him.
Questions of if he was doing enough nagged at the back of his mind. His thoughts revolved around too much darkness and they had began to consume the totality of him.
Logan Odell had grown up knowing what if feels like to be neglected and treated like a nobody. His mother was an Omega wolf, discarded by her pack and later enslaved by the Alpha of the Mystic Shadows Fortress where she had him. Logan was born into a life of torture and slavery and being spat on by everyone despite his royal identity. The same man his mother loved dearly, he watched him put a silver blade through her heart and laughed deviously as she died. He hated his father with every fiber inside of him. However, he knew he had to stick to him just to gain the possession of being a prince—The Alpha Title.
Logan was doing great as an Alpha and he wished his mother was alive to see how far he had come and how much he had achieved in his life.
Logan Odell hated the idea of love. The struggle his mother had gone through made him believe loving someone was a weakness. No one ever respected the fact that he was a prince when he was little. But everything changed the moment he became the Alpha of Mystic Shadows. His late father being the descendant of a long lineage of first Lycans to ever walked the face of the earth had no other heir to take his place aside Logan.
So to keep people from running their mouths which ever way they like, Logan had braced up and made himself unaccessible, strict and tough skinned. He is less concerned with whatever it was anyone said and he ruled the pack with an authoritative type of rule. He got the derogatory label; The Ruthless Alpha. Logan is merciless, fierce and could kill anyone who gets in his way. He doesn’t care about other people’s emotions. Nothing freaked Logan and since he became the Alpha, he made sure the members of Mystic Shadows paid deeply for the humiliation they made he and his mother go through before her death.
Only one person can make Logan a bit considerate towards him and that’s his childhood friend whom is the Beta of Mystic Shadows Pack. Kyrian Smith and his parents had made Logan’s life easier. They acted lovingly towards him and his mother. During his father’s reign, Kyrian’s father was the Beta. Whenever Logan wanted to see his father’s face, he would tag along with Kyrian and watch as they step out of the court. Logan and Kyrian became extremely close and since they have been inseparable.
A light knock came on the door but Logan didn’t reply knowing who was possibly at the door. After some seconds passed by in silence, Kyrian strolled in with a grim look on his face.
"Spare your mind for the devil and he appears before you." Logan turned to face his Beta.
Kyrian waved him off as he occupied the seat facing Logan’s chair directly. Taking his hands out from his pocket, Logan sat down when he noticed his friend’s countenance.
"What the hell has gotten you so worked up?" Logan asked as he observed his Beta’s countenance.
"I tell you man, Arlo would be the death of me. That boy knows not when to sit still and he keeps acting irresponsible." Kyrian complained.
Logan chuckled lightly at the mention of Kyrian’s nephew named Arlo. Kyrian’s sister had birthed Arlo but she was dead now and Kyrian had made it a priority to look after him. Logan and Kyrian were both his guardians and they were extra protective of him. However, Arlo doesn’t make their work any easy as he is extremely rebellious and reckless.
"What did he do this time?" Logan asked.
"Oh come on, don’t you remember he just shifted! So rather than try to stay put and observe his body for days, he is insisting on going out to this frat party organized by his college friends."
"It is just a party so what are you worried about? Arlo is a big guy and he can take care of himself. Or do you want to babysit him at a party?”