Days had passed since the First visited Michael. He stood at the peak of the hill as he watched over the wolves from young ones to the betas, deltas, omegas train as they did in case of an attack. However instead of focusing on their training his mind slipped to that day.
As he was walking back from his usual training duties drained and carrying his shirt in his hand with his glistening tan muscle body as he stepped inside the comfort of his quarters as he slowly took his shirt off when he felt a presence looking. He turned around to meet the same violet eyes he had met before as he towered over her. Upon further inspection he scented
" Hello, Prince Michael. Trying to be the playboy and seduce me." The first spoke flirtatiously as Michael quickly threw his shirt back on as he bowed his head. What was she doing here? I mean he had expected her from prior news but why in his bedroom? Couldn't she just meet him in the hall like a normal person? Which further begged the question why did she see him in his room unless she wanted to talk about things she did not want others to hear.
" The First, It is an honor to see you." Michael spoke out of reverence as he lifted his head.
" Trust me the pleasure is all me." The First insisted as her purple eyes glistened with mischief that gleamed as she used what appeared to be a silver encrusted staff as she continued, " Let me cut to the chase, I have already talked to their Majesties both Vampires and Wolves alike to make sure the transition of the peace treaty goes easily."
Michael's mind shifted to his mother's words lingered in his mind, " Oh that's just pure entertainment. We'll act peaceful for a while before attacking them." He knew this already. Even if he contradicted it, what could he do? He was a prince not a King. Moreover, going against his father's will would only make his father disappointed in him.
" I know your parents' plans about the deceit." She began as Michael's eyes widened as he looked at her. " You're not the only ones the Vampires do too. However this is what I explained to Princess Brianna. You two can achieve much more as queen and king of each respected land than the current rulers."
" You spoke to the Princess about this as well?" Michael questioned as he stood leaning on the wall.
" Oh well yes. The Princess and you are very vital in making sure this treaty is successful for once and for all."
" And what did she say?"
" She didn't give me a response, however she does not harbor hatred towards your kind, nor do you to them. Your supposed hatred was taught and generation after generation this hatred was instilled however not from the heart. Yes, I suppose there are many who loved their loved ones to them however you did the same. You took fathers, brothers, sons, uncles, mothers, children, and families from them." She expressed as she looked everywhere else but him, as Michael eyebrows perked up as ceases formed in his head.
Michael never considered this. He always thought they were monsters, the worst of existence, the creation that is damned and cursed yet the wolves were no different. They slaughter without hesitation nor thought. They just wanted justice. They wanted payback. They wanted them to feel the pain of losing someone you love. Seeing the pain in their eyes when they took away the most precious people to them.How were they any different?
" But I do believe this can stop." The first continued as Michael turned his eyes on her. " You are different, not just in your sentiment or thoughts, but in power. You are a true alpha, your power over others is influential. I believe that you know this, and others as well, however you aren't displaying your true power. I wonder why?"
The first tilted her head as these small gestures made her appear younger, more childlike than the older wise woman she portrayed.
Michael felt his throat close as the hair on the back on his neck stood up. How did she know? The embarrassment, the pity of his existence that he attempted to scarce away. He built his reputation, his image to be everything that thing inside him that he was not. The thing he was having a nightmare about as he would slashed the throats of the innocent and his own without thought. Without hesitation. Without fear, because he was the thing to fear. His own reflection disgusted him at times. Michael never told his secret, he knew if he did he would be deemed a monster. He knew of this part of his since he was born. The thing that lurked in him, that he wanted no one to see. One he wished he never would have to come to use.
"No matter, but I need to make sure I can depend on you two. You two are the future, especially yours." The first expressed as she grinned ear to ear.
" What does this have to do with me?" Michael questioned as he crossed his arms as he scanned her face. She knew nothing of him, yet she knew everything. But what concerns could involve him personally?
" Correct me if I am wrong, but this is about your beloved." The first exposed as Michael's mouth fell silently ajar. His heart raced, his mind unclear and sensitive about his love that he had pondered about for so long. The questions that ran through his mind, the fear of what he did know but did not want to accept. Was it true?
"I don't understand what this has to do with her." Michael said bemusedly. Denying or playing in denial of her acknowledgement. It was bad enough his mind was playing tricks but there was no way that the First could know such things. She was a witch not God.
" I think you do. Your mate is not mortal or human. Not a siren, hunter, leopard, banshee, or whatever else. That leaves only one option. The people who you supposedly despise….. A vampire." The first assured as Michael's thoughts had been proven true.
Michael had bitten his lip out of the betrayal he knew deeply was already true. He had been aware of this possibility since his last conversation with her. Although he did not want to admit it, he was in love with his enemy.
" No worries, it won't matter if you take a stand to make sure there is peace. Then you and your beloved can live freely as King and Queen Of Wolves. But only if you do your part. Alas, I'm tired, I'm growing old as the intermediate so I hope before I die that I can get your answer. Until then Au revoir!" The first exclaimed as she turned to the way as she dispersed into birds as Michael was left alone.
He wiped the blood from his lip as he walked over and slammed his fist into his desk and collapsed into two.
" Fuck!" He hissed as his mind blacken as the adrenaline rushed through his veins as he felt for the first time clueless and helpless in his life. He was alone for such a long time, and for the first time he felt the little piece of love he awaited for could be torn away from him because she was the enemy. Could he choose loyalty to his pack and family over his love? Denying himself for once the one selfish thing he wanted, and desired. Or choosing his love over his family? Cutting out the people he loved, cared for, laughed with and passed through hard times just for love. The love that he was destined to be with. He could always reject her but he could never be as happy as with anyone else. He could try but would it be the same? But shouldn't he give them a chance first?
Michael blinked as he recalled the endless loop of thoughts, and decisions he needed to make. He breathed in the clear crisp fresh air provided by the natural scenery. The rugged and uneven mountains, the valleys that steeped high and low as the fresh wood and musky scent of the woods. All of it was his home. All of it would no one day be his territory to rule, to rule with his Queen. His Queen. Who would be his queen? There was no doubt she is not what people expect. He didn't even expect it. But who was he to judge just because she was a vampire. What if she could change her and make her become accepted? He shook his head. Michael did not want to change his mate, she was perfect the way she was.
Once again his mind shifted as he muttered, " With Princess Brianna I can achieve more." His heart skipped a beat as he placed a hand over his chest. Why did his chest just do that? She was the Princess of Vampires. He's number one enemy. Yet the mention of her name made his heart go wild.
" Calm down. It's not vampire dating central. Just because you're a mate is one." He added as he looked over his shoulder as he sensed his Beta as Eli walked up to him
"Hey." Michael stated dryly as he turned his head to Eli and back to the tribe.
" Hey?!" Eli guessed as he looked around. " First time you talked to me first in a while."
Michael shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, " Any news?"
" There is always news. I feel like a dog fetching a bone from a human and giving it to another." Eli explained as he sat down.
" Well, wolves are descendants of dogs and you are my second in command. So you know everything before I do just in case you know to take charge." Michael affirmed as he sat down next to him as Eli shook his head.
" I still don't like being a dog, but it's confirmed. Their Majesties of the Vampire Clan will hold a ball for both vampires and wolves alike."
" When?"
" In a few weeks exactly on the Princess's birthday. I believe it's on -"
" January 28." They said in conjunction as Eli's eyes widened as he pondered at his friends' knowledge.
" How did you know that?" Eli asked as Michael chuckled as he examined his alpha attitude and personality, which he had come to admire as he was a discipline leader.
" You know, I am a prince. I've done my studies, and read history on the lineage of the royal families." Michael lied as he had no idea how he knew that date, he just blurted it out as the date seemed for the utmost importance or familiarity. He guessed the Princess could help him after all.
" R-right. I sometimes forget that, your royal highness." Eli mocked as Michael put him in a headlock. " Wait, I didn't even say anything bad." Eli attempted to get out but Michael overpowered him.
Michael gave a deep heartily laugh, one he had not experienced in a very long time as Eli rushed to rearrange his hair as he gave a small smile .Eli knew that Michael barely had time to enjoy his own life and pastimes as he had to take charge, be leader,plan, strategies as everyone enjoyed their life. However he didn't have the same luxury, being born prince many individuals assume you have it all. That you are set for life without having any expectations. Which is partially true, but you carry the expectations of being a good King, surpassing your predecessors, finding a Queen for your people. A Queen who not only loves her people, but loves him as well. Everyone knows that you are born with a mate, one person who is your other half. The person that creates a perfect union of two. That compliments and opposes at the same time your ideas, thoughts,and beliefs.
Maybe he could have that with his Queen?