Chapter 10
The truth was, Sylvia had tried to convince herself that this mateship was just a necessary alliance–nothing more than a way to stabilize her bloodline and tame the chaos inside her. But lately, her father’s cryptic hints, the way her mother’s voice softened when she mentioned this Alpha- it was all starting to chip away at the resolve she’d built.
She sighed, her fingers tracing the delicate stitching of her gown, each thread a quiet reminder of everything that was expected of her. Her father had spoken about this
Alpha with such certainty: his strength, his knowledge of ancient bloodlines, and his ability to bring balance to her volatile Lycan nature.
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And now, curiosity stirred within her, a spark that refused to be snuffed out. Who was this Alpha? What kind of power did he possess to be the one who could handle her untamable blood?
Her mother’s footsteps echoed in the hall before she appeared in the doorway, a bright smile lighting up her face. “Darling” she began, her voice laced with warmth, “you look lost in thought.”
Sylvia blinked, breaking away from her thoughts, and met her mother’s gaze. “I suppose I am,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Her mother settled beside her, brushing a lock of hair from her face with the
same tender care she’d shown her since childhood. “I’ve been waiting for this moment,” she said softly. “Seeing you so
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close to finally being… safe. I can’t tell you how much peace that brings me.”
“Safe?” Sylvia repeated the word, tasting it like something unfamiliar on her tongue. Safety had never been part of her life. Her wolf, her blood–they had always been untamed, powerful beyond her control. The idea of finally finding balance, of being at peace with herself, felt both comforting and terrifying at the same time.
“Yes,” her mother replied, her voice steady as she reached out to take Sylvia’s hand. “Your father and I would never have agreed to this mateship if we didn’t believe it was what’s best for you.”
Sylvia felt the weight of her mother’s words press down on her, steadying her like an anchor in the storm. “And you’re sure…” she murmured, “this Alpha will understand?”
Her mother’s gaze softened, her eyes filled with an unwavering conviction. “He’s the only one who can,” she replied, her voice calm and sure. “We’ve searched, Sylvia- your father and I spent years seeking the
right Alphand
But this man…” She paused, her
eyes growing distant for a moment, as if recalling something deeply significant. “He’s unmatched. The moment we met him, we knew. He’s the one.”
Sylvia tilted her head, trying to comprehend the magnitude of her mother’s words. She knew her parents loved her deeply, that they would do anything to ensure her safety. But the certainty in her mother’s voice unsettled her, leaving her with a strange mixture of comfort and unease.
“What makes him so different?” she asked, her voice soft with curiosity, yet laced with
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doubt.
Her mother’s gaze never wavered, calm and steady. “He understands our bloodline, Sylvia. He carries a power of his own
something rare. Your father was certain of him the moment they met. He knew, without a doubt, that this Alpha could handle even the most volatile Lycan blood.”
Sylvia’s chest tightened as a wave of curiosity washed over her, sudden and relentless. Her mother’s words sparked something inside her, something she hadn’t allowed herself to question before. Her heart began to race, and she could feel her wolf stirring restlessly within her, as if sensing the importance of the moment. For the first time, she wanted to know more about this Alpha -who he was, what made him so different She wanted to understand the man who would be her anchor, the one who could
tame the wildness in
“I never thought…” Sylvia hesitatea,, faltering as she tried to make sense of the whirlwind of emotions inside her. “I never thought anyone could be strong enough. All my life, I’ve been fighting against my own blood. It’s hard to imagine someone who could… tame it.”
Her mother’s hand gently settled on her shoulder, a reassuring weight. “He won’t tame it, darling,” she said softly. “He’ll balance it. There’s a difference.”
A flicker of hope began to stir within Sylvia, a warmth spreading through her that mingled with an insistent curiosity she could no longer suppress. For so long, she had braced herself to face the strength of her blood alone, resigned to a solitary existence even within the pack she called home. The mere
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thought that someone
share that burden, even lighten it, felt too improbable, too distant to ever be within her reach.
“And you’re sure?” she asked once more, her voice barely a whisper, the vulnerability in it unmistakable. “You’re sure he’s the one?”
Her mother’s gaze softened, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips, as though she had been waiting for this very moment. “I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life,” she said, her voice steady and resolute. “This Alpha was chosen for you, Sylvia. Not just for his power, but because he understands you–even if he doesn’t know it
yet.”
Her mother’s words settled heavily in the room, pressing down on Sylvia with the weight of their meaning. She could feel
the truth of them, but at the same time, they stirred a storm inside her a storm of questions, of longing, and of a hope she hadn’t dared to entertain for years. The confidence in her mother’s voice, the quiet certainty her father had expressed- all of it had ignited something deep within Sylvia. Something she thought was long extinguished.
“Then, Mom,” Sylvia’s voice quivered slightly with urgency, the need for answers more urgent than ever, “who is this Alpha?”
