Fie Wright's P. O. V

The sounds of hushed sobs wracking through the quiet room causes me to lower my eyes to the white tiled floor. The room despondent as all our hearts clench at the mere thought of our Alpha crying out loud for his beloved mate. Our once strong and stoic leader now nothing but an ashen man with grief coursing through his body. No one dares to utter a word as I slide into the hospital room, my eyes still fixed onto the tiled floor as my shoes move silently across it.

Lifting my head, my eyes connect with that of my fathers, soft brown tired eyes crinkled at the sides as fatigue lines every inch of his face. His once tall broad shoulders now slightly hunched over as he turns his greying head towards our Alpha and Luna. The murmuring that stopped once I slid into the room, picks up again as my father speaks to the Alpha, the words hushed but precise. I wouldn't be surprised if the Alpha could hear anything over his crying.

This is how it's been; our Alpha on the verge of insanity as he grieves for his beloved mate. Day in and day out, the man barely leaving her side until someone forces him to eat and shower. He sits by her side every day either staring at her, or crying further as the thought of us losing our Luna becomes a daunting prospect each and every passing second. The Pack is filled with questions, always trying to see the Luna and Alpha and wondering when both of our leaders will be back to normal.

I don't think anyone realises the full extent of what's going on. I don't even think I understand the whole thing, or maybe I just don't want to. The thought of us not having a Luna too much to bear.

It almost seems like eons ago when our Luna first became ill. The sickness striking out of the blue, only to progressively get worse and worse. The Pack Doctor's weren't sure about what the illness was or how it came about but they tried all they could. Just as we thought she was getting better, she crashed and fell into a coma. Ever since then, the Pack has slowly stared to fall apart at the absence of the two leading authorities. Even though our Alpha is still walking, it's like he's stuck right there with his mate; unable to function and comprehend properly.

The sobs of the Alpha slow down gradually as my father continues to talk to him, tone so low I'm unable to catch the words.

A comforting hand lands on the Alpha's shoulder whereas I turn my gaze towards the only other woman in the room. My heart clenching even more as my wolf goes restless within me at the mere sight of our Luna. Her once rich dark brown skin now pale and lost its lifeless glow as the machine helps her to breathe. Her chest moving up and down with every pump of the ventilator. Once full red lips now discoloured and chapped, even her thick locks of curly hair have lost their shine as they lie limp and dull. It almost seems like ages ago when her strongly accented voice would ask everyone how they were. Eager to know as much as possible about each and everyone in the pack so she could help in whatever way possible. The Luna's joyous personality incredibly endearing and infectious leaves a gaping hole more than anything.

I barely manage to get roused from my thoughts and to side step out of the way as the Alpha rushes out of the room. The man almost rushing about blindly as he breathes deeply and uncontrollably, probably on the verge of shifting into his beast. The entire scene plunges the already morose mood into a deeper depression. This must be one of the rarer times he's left his mates side ever since she's gotten into this state.

"Fie." Comes my fathers gravelly voice as he lets out a sigh, dropping into the chair where the Alpha previously sat. He resumes the same hunched over position as we both fix our gaze onto the woman. "Yes?" My voice is soft and barely much more than a whisper, sort of how it always is whenever I'm in this room. One part of me not wanting to disturb our Luna just in case she truly is asleep. Something I like to tell myself.

Another sigh resounds throughout the room as my father fixes his long cape like robe, the usual attire for the role my father is designated to. Ever since the Luna went into this comatose like state, my father and two other members of the pack have resorted to being the makeshift leaders. Helping in every which way possible to make sure the pack survives for however long without their true leaders.

The same role which I will be designated to as well, as soon as my training is over. I have not long to go but I feel like it will all be pushed back till the Luna is well again.

The role is an advisory one, my father being one out of three advisors to the Alpha and pack. The role being taken up after the Alpha and Beta ones and is supposed to bring peace along with other tactical insight to the running of the pack and incorporation with the numerous others that we share our neighbouring lands with. Much like the title of Alpha and Beta, the title of Council is also bestowed upon the eldest offspring and I guess, I'm the lucky one to be pushed out of my mother first. There might be a touch of sarcasm in there somewhere.

"You should come with me. We're meeting the others in a little while. Hopefully see if we've gotten any more leads on...," my father pauses momentarily as his dart to our Luna before gently patting her hand and getting up from his chair, the chair creaking in protest as he fixes the folds of his robe once more, "-this situation." He clears off for a better word.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to sit with the Luna for a few more minutes. Just until Alpha Tyrell comes back, you know how much he hates for her to be alone." My father immediately nods his head, probably already imagining all of us losing our heads for leaving his mate alone.

"I'll see you at home for dinner, darling." My father says with a smile on his face as I lower my head for him to place a kiss on the crown of it, just like he always does whenever he sees me. My smile lingers on as the man exits the room but it dims somewhat as I turn my attention back to the Luna. Sitting in the vacated spot, I start talking aimlessly much like I always do. The Pack Doctor said it could be good for her and her wolf but nonetheless my voice is that same barely heard whisper. My wolf tries to seek out her superior but it's in naught as that same hollow aura emits from her, both wolf and vessel subdued in the deep comatose state. The sorrow seeping into every pore of the room increases ten fold as my head hangs low, hand tightly clasped into the cold still one of my Luna's.

My aimless talking ceases almost immediately as I catch the heavy thumping of the Alpha making his way back. Letting out a shaky sigh, I drop her hand just as he walks into the room. I can already imagine his wild eyes darting this way and that, scanning the room for every inch of a threat. He probably deep down hopes for one just so he could get his temper out one way or another. Not wanting to rile the man any further, I stand up immediately with my eyes still lowered to the floor in respect. My every move precise and calculated so as to not let any chance of my Alpha taking my head off.

Not that he ever would in his right mind, but since he isn't. Well I wouldn't want to take any chances.

"Fie." My spine straightens itself out immediately at the powerful man's tone directing at me. Clearing my throat, I turn hesitantly in his direction with my eyes still lowered to the floor in respect. My hands clasp in front of me as I squeeze the life out of them while trying my best to remain as composed on the outside as possible. Not wanting to alert to my Alpha that something is the matter.

"Yes, Alpha?" I speak up, my voice still low and subdued as he steps towards me till his black scuffed boots step into my field of vision. A hand clamps down onto my shoulder as I brace myself, tightening every muscle in my body to hold myself back.

"Tyrell. You know to call me Tyrell." My breath catches in my throat as I gather all the power in my being to raise my despondent eyes to his. "I apologise Tyrell." The words are forced out of my drying mouth as my eyes connect to his, grey on grey as I catch that look in his eyes; weary yet completely lost as if his mind is stuck in a haze that he can't seem to make his way out of.

"Fie." He calls my name again as I snap out of my thoughts, my mind refocusing on Tyrell in front of me.

"Yes?" I feel like this has happened and is repeating itself quite a lot today but nonetheless my tone comes out somewhat monotonous as the lock that I've placed so tightly slowly starts to break, seeping everything I've been holding back bit by bit.

The sigh that emits from the man in front of me nearly causes me to jump but he speaks up once more, "I'm here. I always will be here, even if it doesn't seem like it." The words linger heavily in the air as my eyes look passed him and over to my Luna, "You know she wouldn't want you to be acting like this. Aria would break." Hearing my Luna's name sends a shock to my body as my mouth falls open, my eyes watering as everything I've been holding back comes rushing out of me like a tidal wave. My hands start to shake as everything pours out, overpowering me as I launch myself into Tyrell's arms, sobs racking through my body as I bury my head into the crook of his neck.

Two strong arms wrap around me as I feel a comforting hand making its way up and down my back in a soothing manner, my eyes glued shut as to not glance over at Aria and melt into an even bigger mess.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I sniffle into his neck as his own head presses down onto mine, his own shoulders shaking with emotion as he clings onto me for dear life. "It's okay. It's not your fault." Is all he mutters as I continue to unleash my torment onto my, probably, uncomfortable Alpha. The man was never one for emotions but ever since his mates demise, he's been unable to hold himself back from being triggered by every little thought of the love of his life.

My sobs continue for a little while longer but soon enough I calm down as my body stops moving on it's own accord, my breaths evening out as my eyes strain from the amount of tears flooding from me. Pulling back, I catch sight of Tyrell's own teary eyes and I'm surprised he's been able to hold himself back while I was mourning all over his shoulder.

"She'll be okay." He whispers and both of us know that it's just wishful thinking. My eyes focus on the sight of Aria once more, by best friends body getting frailer by the second as that same heart wrenching feeling suffocates me.

"It was my fault." I admit with another sob working it's way through my body, unable to stop the words pouring from my mouth. I can feel Tyrell shaking his head at my words, his grip tightening around me once more.

"Don't you dare say that." He whispers fiercely but that doesn't stop the emotions wanting to come full frontal once again. Shuddering, I let out a deep breath before inhaling once again as I shake my head, "She told me she wasn't feeling well but I passed it off as nothing. I should have told her to go to the doctor but I didn't. The next day she was sick and I- I." My words break off as my breathing starts to fluctuate, my chest tightening unbearably as I take a step back for some space, desperately needing air to get into my lungs.

Tyrell grabs onto my shoulders and forces my eyes to lock onto his as he exaggerates his breathing, telling me to follow his movements as he keeps me focused onto him. I struggle but finally my breathing calms down and my once shaking hands lessen in their tremors as the man whispers soothing words to me, calming me down. "None of it was your fault. You know that Fie. Don't you dare ever blame yourself for this." He scolds sternly as I nod my head, my eyes wide and somewhat lost. He coaxes me for a few minutes further till I calm down completely- no signs of me losing my head in panic- enough for him to finally relax his grip on me.

"Before you know it, Aria will be up and running being the little dictator she thinks she is." Her mate soothes in an attempt to train my mind somewhere else. I feel bad for putting him in such a position when I should be consoling him.

"She'll be up soon enough telling the both of us off." I mumble with a soft smile as Tyrell let's out a soft huff of air, "You always wear a pain in the ass little cousin." I scoff at his words and smack him gently on the arm, his faint smile brightening as my guard drops around him. I scold myself internally for the way I was acting around him, even though he does act a bit crazy sometimes for my liking he's still my cousin at the end of the day and I know he'd never hurt a single hair on my head.

"You need to stop taking your training so seriously. You're becoming too serious and stoic like the rest of them." Tyrell swiftly changes the topic as I suppress my smile and stop myself from pointing out that acting that way is a part of my training but instead I nod my head and let out another weary sigh.

"I should head back. Dad will have my head if I don't come back in time for dinner." I mumble as I catch sight of the dark night sky, the air rumbling with thunder as my eyes power through the thin flimsy curtain.

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow at the meeting." I nod in answer and make my way back towards the door as Tyrell settles himself back down into the chair, getting ready for spending yet another uncomfortable night besides his Luna.

"Mum's making your favourite. I'll sneak some in for you during the meeting." I whisper as I reach for the knob, my hand still slightly shaken up with tremors as I exit out the door, the sound of Tyrell's soft laughter causing my own smile to brighten at hearing it for the first time in months.

My heart swells as the door closes behind me and I find myself thoughtlessly walking passed the two guards stationed outside the room. The inside of the building is almost suffocating as I hastily make my way passed the rows and rows of rooms stationed on both sides of the corridor with a few pack healers scuttling passed me with weary smiles plastered on their faces. I keep my head low and try my best to to avoid constant with everyone and anyone, in absolutely no mood to talk due to all the prying.

I know it's well placed but it just ways heavy on my shoulders. Pulling my jacket tighter around my body, I shove my hands into the pockets and huddle out of the infirmary building as the cold air smacks me in the face. I don't even need to raise my eyes from off the ground to know the darkening grey sky is littered with stars being swallowed whole by the moody clouds threatening to douse everyone in its cold rain. The crisp air causes my hair to swirl all around my face as my feet trudge on the hard soil, by passing the pack house completely and heading down the little trail to where my own family's house is located. The trek through the forest is quick and refreshing, especially since I've practically grown up in these surroundings woodlands. A smile tugging at my lips at the thought of me always running away whenever my mother would scold me, my threat of leaving would never make her react like I thought it would and now it makes me laugh whenever I think back to it.

The lights of the house come into view along with a few other scattered along the dirt path as I meet eyes with another fellow pack member, giving them a brief smile as a sign of respect. They return it and I just reach the door to the house when the heavens part and trickles of raindrops start to fall.

Slipping in through the front door I wipe my feet on the mat, knowing my parents would have my head if I left muddy trails all along the wooden flooring.

"Darling, is that you?" Comes my mother's soft voice as her head pops into the corridor from the kitchens door, I give her a smile and nod my head towards the stairs.

"I'm just going to change into something more comfortable and I'll be down for supper in a bit." She nods at my words, pleased as she heads into the kitchen probably chatting my fathers ears off.

Heading into my room, I close the door behind me and lean against the wooden frame, closing my eyes and letting out a sigh of relief. Right then and there I promise myself that no matter what, I'll help the rest of the council of advisors to make sure my best friend gets better. Not only for me but for my cousin and the rest of the pack too. It's the least I can do after everything.

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AN: Hi everyone! This is my first ever werewolf book so I hope you all like it. It's a little different from your usual Alpa, Beta, Gamma situation but it'll clear itself out as we go further on into the book.

Brand new wonderful cover by WonderfulMiracles ! Question: What was the first ever werewolf/ fantasy book you've read (On Wattpad and otherwise)?

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