1. THE NEW BORN ALPHA
“It’s a boy, Alpha Vesilios.” The nurse that walked out of the labour chamber announced with a smile to the awaiting Duke, whose eyes turned wide with surprise as a smile of amusement crept on to his wrinkled face. The Alpha laughed despite himself, blinking rapidly to stop the tears that threatened to fall. With a nod to the nurse, the Duke walked inside the chambers, his ears filling in with the cries of his first born, the next in line Alpha.
Duke Vesilios strode towards the bed were his wife lay, and beside her their baby boy. He leaned down to caress the baby’s delicate cheeks, smiling fondly as he whispered. “Hello there, little one. I'm your father, and you are my son. It’s so nice to meet you.”
The baby’s cries died down as he stared at his father’s smiling face, cooing and whimpering softly before falling into a peaceful slumber. The Alpha chuckled at his son’s cuteness, turning his attention to his Omega. “He is beautiful isn’t he?”
“He...is...indeed.”
The Dukes smile disappeared the moment he heard his mate’s voice, which was hoarse and raspy. Turning his undivided attention to her, he gasped as his eyes turned wide in shock at the condition his wife was in.
“Imelda! Are you alright? You look terribly pale!” The Duke knew his question really didn’t make any sense, for the lady had just delivered, there was no way she was alright, but the point is, what the Duke was seeing was just more than labour fatigue. She looked dead.
Imelda smiled with pain in her face, her chapped lips cracking as tiny lines of blood begin to show. Her skin was dangerously pal, and when the Duke took her hands in his, he flinched at how cold they were. The dark circles underneath her eyes were giving her an ugly appearance that contrasted with her pale skin. She no longer looked like the beautiful woman she once was, the strong Omega the Duke had wedded to.
“I-I don’t have...much time.” Imelda whispered to her husband, but all he could do was shake his head as his heart rate accelerated, for he couldn’t believe what was happening. “No...No that’s not true. You will be fine. You will live! You have to! If not for me but for our boy! You have to live for our boy!”
“I'm sorry.” A single tear rolled down Imelda’s eyes, dropping on her pillow and spreading the stain. The Alpha cupped his wife’s faces in his hands, his lips trembling at the incoming tears. 'Please don’t leave, please. You can do this. I love you! Please don’t go!'
The Omega stared longingly at her husband, placing a shaking hand over his own that cupped her face as she whispered those single words. “Take care of our boy. I love you.”
Her hands slipped, landing on her chest with a thud as the smile left her lips and her eyes turned distant. They still stared at the Duke, but not exactly. It was as if they were looking right through him.
As if finally realizing what just happened, the Duke shook his wife, trying to get some reaction only to come back empty handed. He heard his wolf cry out in pain as the connection between his and her wolf seared once and for all. Burying his face in her chest, the Duke finally let the prisoner’s free from their cage in his eyes, letting the tears drop as he sobbed violently, the rest of the manor mourning along with him.
The pack lost their Luna, but Duke Michael de Vesilios had lost his mate, his Omega, his companion, his wife. Leaving him and his son behind.
-Zohara