Alpha Blake

Chapter 39 A ‘Las We Meet The Primord’s Prince-2

Third Person POV

Blake lays on his bed, hands above the back of his head. He lays melancholic, allowing a long sigh

out as he closes his eyes.

Knock knock

"Hey, you need anything before I head on to sleep?" Tyler tilts his head in the room as he yawns

placing his hand over his mouth.

Blake glances at his watch, reading 2:30 in the morning. He gets up softly and sits on the edge of

the bed.

No. I'm good Ty, you can go ahead and turn it in. See you tomorrow." He hangs his head and

glances out the window slightly.

"Ok. We'll be ready before sunrise to leave in the morning. Good night Blake." Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

"Hey, Ty?" He calls out to him making him freeze on his heel.

"What's up?"

"Happy Birthday. " Blake sighs before wishing Ty a happy birthday. The agony eats at him knowing

it's Selene's birthday and he's not with her.

Tyler smiles softly, wishing he was next to his twin sister as well.

"Thanks, man! I appreciate that."

"Ty? Wait...." Blake stands and walks towards Tyler.

"Here. I wish I could have given you this under different circumstances...but, here!"

He hands Tyler a beautiful gold pocket watch with T. S. engraved in the front.

"Wow! This is a really nice watch Blake. Thanks, man." They clash hands giving each other a side

hug.

"I just hope I can get out of this one so I can have a chance to give Selene her present. If not, I'm

gonna have to ask you to do it for me."

"Hey! Stop Blake! You'll get out of this. And you'll be able to give her a present. Ok?" Tyler narrows

his eyebrows, giving Blake a stern press on his shoulder.

"I hope you're right Ty. I hope you're right." Blake clenches his jaw. Pressing his eyes together, he

sighs and walks towards the window, running his hands across his face.

"Just. . . . Take it easy alright? I'll see you first thing in the morning." Ty slowly closes the door

leaving Blake alone in the room.

He gazes out towards the top of the mountain peak where he first saw the white wolf.

The moon is full tonight, giving a better brightness to the mountain top.

Slowly, the same white wolf comes into view.

He gestures to Blake nodding his head bowing down to him. "Evening your highness! Please? Our

elders wish to speak with you!"

"Who are you? And why are you calling me your highness?" Blake speaks through the mind link.

He looks around and slowly makes his way out of the room and the small rugged house.

"Again! Who are you? Why should I follow you, And what do your elders wish to speak with me

about?" He slowly walks to him, until he comes close enough to stand a few feet away.

"Blake Landon. We have been expecting you to return and complete the prophecy for over 500

years. The last time you were here, you were just a tad bit shorter. Your hair was darker, and I

remember you had many more scars over your body due to the battles you encountered throughout the

rogue attacks."

Blake's eyes widen and suddenly he's skeptical about finding out the real truth about himself. Why

hadn't he read about any of this in the archives? Or was this the reason why some pages seemed

missing from the numerous files and old archives he encountered?

They walked for what seemed twenty minutes. Passing numerous trees, small streams, and more

countless trees.

The wolf stopped at what seemed a wall full of branches and vines. Slowly, the wolf stopped by a

small opening, almost like a cave. Blake's eyes widened in surprise.

"You're fucking kidding me right? You don't expect me to go in there! How the hell do I know you're

not going to hurt me?"

The wolf chuckles and strolls slowly inside. "Well! I guess you will just have to find out for yourself

now, won't you, your highness?"