Chapter 4

NOAH’S POV

As I struggled to fight off the attacking werewolves, my mind drifted back to the early days of my friendship with Marcus. We had grown up together, two young werewolves in a pack that valued loyalty above all else. Marcus had always been by my side, supporting me through thick and thin.

But then, things began to change. When I was appointed as the beta to the previous alpha, Marcus started to become more distant. He began to resent the fact that I was the one being groomed to take over as alpha, while he was left to play second fiddle.

When I finally ascended to the position of alpha, I made the mistake of appointing Marcus as my beta. I thought that it would be a way to show him that I still valued his friendship and support. But it turned out to be a grave mistake.

It wasn’t long before I started to notice that Marcus was acting strangely. He would disappear for long periods of time, and when he was around, he seemed distant and preoccupied. And then, one day, I received word that he had betrayed me, that he had taken over as alpha and had driven me out of the pack.

Now, as I fought for my life against Marcus’s followers, I couldn’t help but wonder how I had missed the signs of his treachery. How had our friendship turned into such a bitter rivalry?

But there was no time for regret or self-pity. I had to focus on the present, on defeating the attackers and reclaiming my rightful place as alpha.

But then, a new tragedy struck – my younger brother, also a werewolf, disappeared without a trace. I searched high and low, but there was no sign of him. Deep down, I knew that something was amiss, but Marcus assured me that he would help me find my brother.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, but there was still no sign of my missing brother. And with each passing day, my suspicions of Marcus grew stronger. Was he somehow involved in my brother’s disappearance? I couldn’t be sure, but I knew that I couldn’t trust him anymore.

And so, I began to dig deeper, gathering information and watching Marcus’s every move. And that’s when I discovered the truth – he had orchestrated my impeachment as alpha and had been plotting against me all along.

Filled with a burning rage, I vowed to take back what was rightfully mine and bring justice to those who had wronged me. But as I stood face to face with Marcus, the leader of the group of werewolves who had attacked us, I knew that the fight ahead would not be an easy one.

As time went on, I focused on being the best Alpha I could be and hoping I am being supported by Marcus in his role as beta. However, that all changed when my younger brother went missing. Despite my suspicions that something was amiss, Marcus dismissed my concerns and urged me to focus on the pack’s well-being.

But as the days turned into weeks and then months, my desperation grew. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something had happened to my brother, and I became increasingly convinced that Marcus was somehow involved. It was then that I began to dig deeper, uncovering a web of lies and deceit that had been carefully woven around me.

I discovered that Marcus had been plotting my impeachment as his Alpha, believing that I was a threat to his power. And to ensure that I wouldn’t interfere with his plans, he had orchestrated my brother’s disappearance as a way to keep me in check.

Despite my rage and grief, I knew that I had to bide my time and wait for the right moment to strike back. And so, I kept my suspicions to myself and continued to play the loyal Alpha, all the while plotting my revenge against the man I had once considered my closest friend.

The next day, I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw my lost brother standing on my doorstep. For a moment, I was so stunned that I couldn’t move. But then, I ran forward and embraced him, feeling a surge of joy and relief flood through me.

Sophia was standing behind me, a smile on her face as she watched us. Together, we welcomed my brother into our home, eager to catch up and find out what had happened to him.

As we sat around the kitchen table, drinking coffee and chatting, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for Sophia’s unwavering support. She had been there for me through everything – the good times and the bad – and I knew that I could always count on her.

After a few hours of talking, my brother decided that he wanted to get some rest. I showed him to the guest room and watched as he lay down on the bed, his eyes closing in exhaustion.

As I closed the door, I turned to Sophia and smiled. “Thank you,” I said softly. “For everything.”

She smiled back at me, her eyes warm and loving. “Always,” she said simply.

Together, we went to our bedroom, eager to spend some quiet time alone together. As we lay in bed, our bodies entwined, I knew that I had everything I needed – my brother was safe and with me, and Sophia was by my side. For the first time in a long time, I felt at peace.

My mind was reeling with questions. Who had taken my brother? Why did they release him now? And most importantly, how did this tie into the ongoing battle with Marcus and his followers? I knew that there were still many mysteries to unravel, and that our fight was far from over.