The estate felt colder now. The shadows seemed longer, the air thicker, as if the house itself was holding its breath, waiting for something. Alex stood in front of the grand fireplace, staring into the flames, the journal still clutched tightly in his hands. His father's words echoed in his mind, the revelations from Katherine lingering like a weight that he couldn't shake.
His parents had been murdered. Betrayed by his own family. The truth was darker than he could have ever imagined. Robert, his uncle, had been the one to orchestrate their deaths, and now Alex was left to pick up the pieces of a legacy that had been shattered by greed and ambition. The old ways of the werewolves—those brutal, ancient customs that had defined the packs for generations—had corrupted everything.
But it wasn't just about revenge. The family wasn't just fractured by a murder. It was broken because of a difference in vision, a difference in how the world of the wolves should evolve. His parents had tried to change things, to create a future that was different from the past. They had wanted to unite the packs, to break free from the chains of tradition that kept the wolves divided. And that was something Robert couldn't accept.
Alex felt a deep surge of anger building inside him. He had known there was something wrong with the family, something he couldn't quite place. But now, he knew that it wasn't just a small rift or a simple disagreement. This was a war for control—a war that had cost him everything.
"You're going to have to make a choice, Alex," Katherine said, breaking the silence. Her voice was calm, but there was a hardness to it that made Alex turn toward her. She had been quiet for a while, allowing him time to process, but it was clear she knew the moment had come. "The time for hiding is over. You can't run from this any longer."
"I never wanted this," Alex said, his voice strained. "I never wanted to be part of this world. All I've ever wanted was control—control over my life, over my future. But now I'm being forced into something I didn't choose."
Katherine's eyes softened slightly, but her expression remained resolute. "You don't get to choose what you're born into, Alex. But you do get to decide what you do with it. You don't have to follow Robert's path. You can choose to create something new. But it won't be easy."
Alex ran a hand through his hair, frustration bubbling inside him. He knew she was right, but the weight of the responsibility felt overwhelming. How could he lead a family, a pack, when he didn't even fully understand what it meant to be a wolf?
"I'm not ready for this," he said quietly, his voice faltering. "I don't even know where to start."
"You start with what's inside you," Katherine replied, her voice firm. "You start with the power you've inherited. Your parents didn't die just so you could hide from the truth. They died because they believed in something—something you're capable of carrying forward. But you have to believe it, too."
The words hit him harder than he expected. He had always thought of himself as a man of reason, someone who didn't give in to emotion or impulse. But now, standing here in the midst of everything, he realized that the power he had been hiding from was not just a gift. It was a responsibility. A curse, perhaps, but a responsibility nonetheless.
"I don't even know what kind of leader I'm supposed to be," Alex said, the frustration clear in his voice. "I don't know how to step into this role, especially not with everything that's happened."
Katherine walked toward him, her footsteps echoing in the room. She placed a hand gently on his shoulder, her touch both comforting and commanding. "You are more than just your bloodline, Alex. You are more than just the heir. You are the one who decides the future. The power of the wolf runs through you, but it's up to you how you use it."
Alex nodded slowly, his gaze dropping to the journal in his hands. His father's words still burned in his mind. The world is changing. The packs are changing. It is time for a new leader—one who can unite us, not divide us. But could he live up to that? Could he truly be the one to unite the fractured pieces of the Wilson legacy and lead them into a new era?
Katherine seemed to sense his hesitation. She stepped back, giving him space, but her eyes remained fixed on him. "I know this is overwhelming. But you're not alone in this. You have allies. People who will support you—if you're willing to trust them."
"I don't trust anyone anymore," Alex muttered under his breath, his mind flashing to Robert. His uncle had been the one person in his life he had always trusted, the one person he thought would never betray him. The pain of that betrayal was still raw.
Katherine's eyes softened with understanding. "I get it. But trust isn't something that happens overnight. It takes time. And you don't have to do everything alone. You have people who care about you. People who want to see you succeed."
"Like you?" Alex asked, a hint of skepticism in his voice.
Katherine didn't flinch. "Like me. Like others. But you have to be willing to open yourself up, to trust that not everyone is out to get you. Robert is the exception, not the rule."
Alex stared at her for a long moment, trying to gauge whether she was telling the truth. He wanted to believe her, wanted to trust that there were people who could help him, but his own instincts screamed at him to be cautious. In this world, trust was a rare commodity.
"I'll think about it," Alex said finally, his voice quiet. "But I can't make any decisions right now. I need time."
"Take all the time you need," Katherine replied. "But don't wait too long. The longer you hesitate, the more the others will move in. And when that happens, it will be too late."
Alex knew she was right. The storm that Katherine had warned him about was already on the horizon. He didn't have the luxury of time. But even as he thought about the future, he couldn't shake the uncertainty that gripped him.
The journey ahead would be anything but easy. It would be filled with danger, betrayal, and difficult choices. But one thing was certain: there was no turning back now. He had been thrust into this world, and now he had to find a way to navigate it, to lead it—if he was going to survive.
He took a deep breath and looked at Katherine, his resolve hardening. "I'll do it. I'll take control of this legacy."
Katherine gave him a small, approving smile. "Good. Because the world of the wolves is waiting for you, Alex. And it won't wait forever."