Mate by Fate, Bound by Love

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Adrian’s pov

I went out of the chambers as I went to the outskirts of the city, all around I saw that the people were happy, mothers protecting their children.

Fathers were protecting their children and they were in a happy home.

Although I was seen as a cold blooded beast, protecting the pack from all sorts of troubles was an oat I swore to the pack because of the vow I made to my parents before they died.

FLASHBACK

I was on the bed reading a comic book when my father who was the head of the pack came in looking gloomy, although I was only but a small wolf, I was able to feel the emotions coming out from my father.

I closed the book and I looked at my father, my father was one who I looked up to, he was a great fighter, a great warrior, all the rival packs bowed when they head his name.

My father sat down on the bed as his eyes which was full of immense depth of wisdom looked at my cold emotionless eyes.

“Son,” He began

He took a deep breath for a minute then he continued

“Not everybody who comes in contact with you is there for your own good, some come for your progress, other come for your downfall”

I did not understand what he was saying as I pondered on the statement, he noticed the curiosity in my eyes and he chuckled

“You’re a ruler, a ruler is meant to serve the people and not himself, the glory in which he has as a leader is as a result of the people’s decision”.

I got more confused, I knew my father was one who makes things simple and easier to understand and assimilate, I pondered on the reason why he decided to speak in parables this period.

He draw closer and whispered into my ears

“There’s a spy in the pack who is on the verge of getting relevant information that can be used to destroy the pack”

Different thoughts ran through my mind as I looked at the guards and was already becoming suspicious of them, my father felt the tumoil which was going on with me and shook his head.

“Why are you this scared?” He asked

I was trying to calm my emotions, seeing him calm and collected even in the midst of challenging situations made me admire him the more.

“How do you cope?” I asked him, with fear evident in my voice.

My father is someone that could feel the emotions you are feeling through the words that you speak.

“I learn to trust no one” He answered

“You’re scared of me??” My father asked

I looked at him and nodded my head. He raised his hands on top of my head and patted my head, I was amazed at the gesture in which my father showed, to the others he was a ruthless ruler who showed the enemies no mercy.

To me, at first it was so, I wondered how my father would take drastic decisions without battling an eye lid, not knowing that I was the one that will carry his legacy and I will be way worse than he is.

It was when I pondered on this things that I knew the game that my father was trying to play, he was showing a cold and emotionless exterior so that no one would come close to him and noticed how kind-hearted he is.

The concern in which he showed towards me allowed me to break my walls a little but I had not been able to completely erase the fear that laid in my eyes at the presence of a being – my father.

“Always try to wipe your skates clean, remember a ruler is meant to serve the people and not himself”

He concluded, there was a knock on the door as he stopped talking and beckoned on the one who knocked at the door to enter.

The guard that entered my room was already shivering, they knew my father as a tyrant, any bad news that comes to the table, the messenger becomes the victim of his wrath.

The guard came in and whispered something in his ears, my father was already getting angry, he calmed himself down and said to the guard who delivered the message

“You may leave ”

The guard wasted no effort as he left the place, I looked at his face hoping to get a glimpse of his expression but I found out that he’s expression was undecipherable.

He turned back to me and said

“We will continue the discussion later”

After a few while, I saw my mother rushing into the chambers with silver blades stabbed to her chest, looking at the sword on her chest, I knew it was a silver sword mixed with vervain.

Blood was flowing out of her body, I was angry because I could see her current predicament but there was nothing I could do about it. My father rushed in later, although there was no sword on his chest, his cloth was stained.

The two of them said in unison

“Take care of the pack, do not let history repeat itself”

I nodded my head as tears flowed down my cheeks, the responsibility of a ruler fell on me and it was quite heavy.

“I will not allow your deaths to be in vain” I vowed

They nodded their heads as they slowly succumbed to their deaths.

BACK TO REALITY

I was awake by the tug on my leg, looking at my leg, I saw that it was a young child who had crawled over to where I was.

I could not resist the puppy eyes that the young child gave me as I took the young child in my arms as I gently stroked him, well do not be surprised because I am a fast learner you know.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

The mother came looking for her child, seeing her child on my arms laying peacefully, she stood still unable to come up with words in order to get the child from me.

I could feel it that she was seriously concerned for the child, as I handed over the child to her and gave her some coweries for the child’s upkeep before heading back to the palace.