SWNOVELS Chapter 68
Chapter 68
CARLYLE'S POV
The night was supposed to be a respite, a haven for rest, but concerns pressed
upon my mind, denying me the solace that slumber could offer. The room which
was dimly lit by the soft glow of a bedside lamp, held shadows that mirrored the
turbulence within.
My body craved sleep, a refuge to heal and rejuvenate, but my thoughts refused
to be silenced. They were in disarray.
Images flickered through my mind — Donnie’s hurt expression, Mason's innocent
inquiries, Raina’s disruptive presence. Each thought added to the complexity of
concerns that tugged at the edges of my consciousness. The responsibility of
leadership weighed heavily as a burden that transcended the physical realm.
Laying on the sheets, my gaze drifted to the moonlit window with its silvery glow
filtering through the curtains. The outside world seemed a distant reality,
separated by the walls that confined me.
I longed for a reprieve, for the dreams that would offer sanctuary from the waking
turnult. Yet, the carousel of thoughts persisted, a relentless loop that refused to
grant me a clear mind.
The ticking of the clock resonated with the beats of my anxious heart. Every
passing moment seemed tch, the darkness amplifying the magnitude of
unresolved issues. Sleep eluded me, slipping through the crevices of worry and
contemplation till the bright light of the morning sun began to shine.
Soon, Donald entered the room, looking so exhausted while interrupting the
persistent carousel of my thoughts. His presence obviously brought with it the
pressing matters that demanded attention.
Heaving a sigh, he sat on a chair just beside my bed.
“Carl, how are you doing?” he placed the middle and index finger of his right
hand on my wrist, in a bid to feel my pulse.
Quickly, I pulled my hand to myself. “I'm all good as you can see. How about
you?” I asked in return. Donald flashed me a querying look which signified that
he didn’t understand the question I asked.
“I meant, how are you doing? You don't look so great yourself, either.”
“I'm surely doing fine. Just the normal stress hanging around my shoulders.” He
replied and I nodded. Poor thing! How can he call the increased activities
normal? Deep down. I knew the whole situation was pressing heavily on him and
he was trying to be strong for me.
“So, what are the progress we made today?” I changed the topic.
“I'll start with the recent Alpha murder.” Donald began, his voice a solemn
undercurrent to the weight of the news he carried. “I've been investigating the
circumstances surrounding the death of the Sertid Alpha just like you instructed,
and my suspicions point to Fernard.”
The seriousness of what he said filled the room, creating a tense atmosphere
that required a careful
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reply. I signaled to Donald to keep talking, silently asking him to openly explain
the reasons behind his suspicions.
“Fernard had disagreements with the Sertid Alpha over territory disputes and
resource allocation. Their arguments were escalating, and tensions within the
pack were reaching a boiling point,” Donald explained, looking steadily at me as
he went into details of the situation.
As he spoke, I listened carefully, contemplating the implications of Fernard’s
potential involvement. The delicate balance of power within our supernatural
world rested on the decisions I would make in the coming moments since the
news about the murder had gone beyond what could be kept in secret.
“Moreover,” Donald continued, “there were eyewitness accounts of Fernard near
the Alpha’s quarters around the time of his death. It's circumstantial, but the
pieces seem to align.”
The puzzle of pack politics unfolded before me, each piece carrying the weight of
consequence. I leaned forward, elbows resting on my knees, engrossed in the
discussion that would shape the course of Moon Shade’s destiny.
“What do you intend doing next?”
Options were laid bare — investigate further, confront Fernard directly, or seek a
diplomatic resolution. Donald and I talked about each path, fishing out the
potential outcomes and weighing the risks involved
“Thinking about it, we can’t interrogate Fernard just yet. This is about another
pack and not ours. Anything could happen if we're not careful. Right now, all eyes
are on us, watching our every move.” Donald replied.
“That's right, but we can’t keep watching him do as he likes. Who knows what
else he has in mind?”
“In that case, I'll try getting more definite evidence, one which he wouldn't be able
to turn over.”
“Except that he is not what we think he is.” I added.
In the midst of our discourse, a roadmap emerged a plan to gather more
evidence, approach Fernard discreetly, and maintain a semblance of stability
within the pack. The responsibility of leadership demanded not only strength but
a keen understanding of the delicate lines that command a pack’s authority.
The dimly lit room bore the hushed tones of a discussion fraught with urgency
and concern. My eyes met Donald's as he stood before me, a beacon of loyalty
and trust.
“Donnie,” I inquired, my voice steady but tinged with an undercurrent of worry.
“Have you seen
her?”
Donald's gaze held a shadow of unease as he delivered the news. “Carl, I
haven't seen Donnie since yesterday. She hasn't made any appearances within
the pack grounds. I guess she is really mad.”
A small knot of worry formed in my stomach, signaling my growing unease as I
considered the implications of Donnie’s absence. As the Alpha, my duties
extended beyond just the pack’s overall welfare to include the safety and
happiness of my loved ones. But what have I done? I have
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successfully jeopardized that.
“Did you try checking up on her?” I probed further, a flicker of concern etching
lines on my forehead. For some unknown reasons, I felt increasingly
uncomfortable.
Donald hesit
the unspoken tension lingering around. “No, Carl. You obviously know the answer
to this. I didn't have time to do that.”
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“I know, I just...”
The sudden entrance of the maid injected a sense of urgency into the room,
disrupting the weighty. atmosphere with a tinge of anticipation. I turned my
attention towards her, a silent cue for her to express the urgency that had
propelled her into our presence since she wouldn’t dare enter my abode without
my permission.
“Alpha Carlyle,” she began, her words breathless with haste, “Mason has been
crying and throwing tantrums all night long. We tried all we could to put him to
sleep but it wasn’t working. I had no choice but to hurry here for your attention.”
The revelation sparked a momentary exchange of puzzled glances between
Donald and me.
“Why would Mason suddenly begin to throw tantrums? Is Donnie not around?” I
inquired, my voice a controlled resonance that betrayed the underlying concern.
“Miss Donnie left last night and she’s not been back since then. Didn't you send
her a note to meet you?”
Donald and me exchanged glances immediately she said that.
“l indeed sent a note to her to give me a chance to discuss some things with her,
but she never gave me a response. So, where did she leave for?”
The maid started explaining, revealing where Donnie was. As she talked, a mix of
feelings—fear, anxiety, and a hint of nervousness—filled the room, creating a
complex atmosphere..
“if she is still waiting for you, she should be at the most serene spot in the royal
abode,” the maid explained, the words carrying an undertone of significance.
“She mentioned it as a place with history, a lovers spot, I believe.”
The revelation invoked a tense shift in the atmosphere as I and Donald
communicated using the mind—link.
“Something is fishy here” he spoke first.
“My thoughts exactly. I never sent such note to meet me anywhere. Something
must have gone
wrong.”
“Take me there,” I declared, the urgency seeping into my words as I stood on my
feet towards Donnie’s chambers.
As we made our way towards there, the weight of uncertainty mingled with the
anticipation and hope that everything goes well.
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The journey through the corridors carried a cadence of unspoken questions and
the uncharted territories of emotions. It felt like we were on the brink of solving
the mystery of Donnie’s disappearance, about to uncover the connections that
tied us together in a pattern woven by destiny.
Getting there, the air hummed with a palpable tension.
My sharp intuition cut through the momentary relief. a sudden realization
dawning upon me. My instincts, honed by years of leadership, sensed an
underlying deception.
“Let me see the note. I asserted with the urgency in my voice reflecting how
serious the situation was and how worried I was.
As the message was passed from one person to another, suspicious eyes
carefully examined its contents. The written words on the paper turned out to be
lies crafted with great care but it seemed.
so real.
“This note is a forgery,” I declared.
“But it has your seal of authority on it.” Donald pointed out.
“Exactly the issue here, someone has tampered with my seal. I haven't used that
seal in a while now,” My voice resonated with raw anger.
“Who could it be? I made sure your chamber was well guarded all along.”
“No one had the opportunity to enter except a few people. Start searching for the
culprit from there.”
“But we have to focus on the most important things now. We have to find Donnie
first,”
Mason who was swept up in a whirlwind of emotions, felt the weight of
uncertainty and I knew he needed comfort and reassurance.
“Hey, Mason,” I spoke, a steadying presence in the face of uncertainty. “We'll find
your mom. Don’t worry, okay?”
“Mama said she'll come back soon.”
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With a blend of resolve and fatherly
warmth, my words aimed to steady
Mason amidst the uncertainty. Our
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Swiftly changing from the role of a
consoling father to that of a decisive
Alpha, my focus shifted to the
unfolding situation. The fake note
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“Donald,” I addressed my Beta, “mobilize the pack. We need to conduct a
thorough search. This deception won't go unanswered.”
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The corridors of the Donnie’s royal
abode reverberated with the cadence
of urgency as the pack mobilized,
their collective purpose converging
on the singular goal of unraveling the
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In the heart of the unfolding crisis, my resolve stood unwavering. Someone was
toying with me and I won't let it go just like that. We're talking about my family
here,
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