His Incurable Omega novel Chapter 69

"It's... Where Alto and I first met."

"How romantic."

I take in the grand room.

It was eerie the silence and emptiness that invaded it.

"So you want to know why I'm here?"

I nod.

He sighs and brushes his hair back with his hands, "Well, how much of me have you heard about?"

I shake my head, "Um...you're the first werewolf King..."

The King laughs, "Figures. History has long since covered up my story."

I sit, waiting for him to explain.

"I was the first werewolf king. In a land of fighting and turmoil, the wolves needed one ruler. It disgusted me how we would fight over a piece of dirt."

I laughed at that.

He smiled, "Pack territories were divided out in proportion to the amount of wolves that resided within that pack. It's a system that was crude but stopped a lot of bloodshed."

I nodded. I knew of the early pack wars and how the wolf King had stepped in.

"But well...nothing really lasts forever. You know I found my life mate?"

His eyes lit up when he said the words.

I grin, "Yes, Alto and I had to follow some of the rules you set for life mates but-," I'm cut off when I suddenly remember that we were not able to follow through with the mating ceremony.

The King watches me a few seconds more before sighing.

"I know."

I nod, avoiding his dark eyes.

Eyes like Alto.

He continues, "I was beyond happy. A united Kingdom. A peaceful land. A life mate. What wolf could ask for more. But," I could tell the happiness was running out as his face darkened.

"One night I was assassinated."

I gasp. I had never heard this in history.

"But...the records show that you lived a long happy life with a prosperous rule!"

He laughs at that, "patience Fayette."

I hold back whatever i'm about to say as he continues.

"I died. I thought that was the end. But I meet a male. The wolf who is able to transform into a man."

I gasp when I realize he is talking about the male from the story of how the werewolf was born.

"You met him?"

The King shrugs, "In a dream perhaps. But yes. He told me the truth of the werewolf. That we were never meant to be born."

I stare at him, wide eyed and shocked.

"But the story of the first werewolf..."

"Is such a lovely one is it not?" The King laughs as he says, "Wrong!"

"What do you mean?"

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