Soulbound Obsession: The Alpha's Possession

Chapter 8

As Bram left, Jessy couldn't stop her tears from falling. The pain she felt was similar to when her dad left her forever, but this time it hurt even more because there was no certainty that they would meet again. As she cried, memories of their time together flooded Jessy's mind. The happy moments, the conversations, and the tender times they shared were etched in her heart. Each memory reminded her of what they had and what they might lose.

Taking a deep breath, Jessy wiped away her tears, finding comfort in the fact that their connection was real. She held onto the hope that fate would bring them back together, even if the future seemed uncertain.

As the tears continued to fall, Jessy held onto the belief that their bond was strong enough to withstand the distance and uncertainty. Deep in her heart, she whispered a silent prayer, wishing for their paths to cross again someday.

As Bram walked away from Jessy, a heavy feeling settled in his chest, as if someone was squeezing his heart. The pain of leaving Jessy behind was unbearable, and yet he forced himself to keep walking, not daring to look back.

With each step, the ache in Bram's heart intensified. The longing to be with Jessy tugged at his soul, making it difficult to resist the urge to turn around. But he knew that looking back would only make it harder to leave.

When Bram reached the solitude of the forest, the sun sinking below the horizon, he could no longer contain his emotions. The weight of his longing and the pain of separation overwhelmed him, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

In a moment of raw vulnerability, Bram transformed into his true form, a wolf, and let out a sorrowful howl. The sound echoed through the trees, a poignant expression of his pain and longing. It was as if his howl carried all the emotions he couldn't put into words.

As the echoes of his howl faded into the night, Bram stood there for a moment, his wolf form silhouetted against the moonlit sky. He knew that he had to continue on, even though it pained him to do so.

With tears streaming down his face, Bram couldn't bear the pain anymore. Without hesitation, he started running, his heart filled with a desperate longing to return home.

As he ran, his tears blurred his vision, but he pressed on, driven by determination and overwhelming emotions. The wind whipped against his face, and his breath came in ragged gasps.

Every step he took brought him closer to the place he called home, where he felt a sense of belonging. The tears continued to flow, reflecting the depth of his love and the anguish of their separation.

As Bram neared his destination, his pace quickened, fueled by the intensity of his emotions. The tears on his cheeks were a visible sign of his pain and longing.

Finally, he arrived at his home, his tears still wet on his face. He paused for a moment, catching his breath, and allowed himself to feel the weight of his emotions. The journey back had been driven by his longing, and now he faced the reality of their separation once again.

He then immediately went to check on his father. As he entered the room, his heart sank at the sight before him. His father lay there in his wolf form, looking weak and sick.

Bram's concern grew as he approached his father's side. He could see the signs of illness, evident in his father's labored breathing and the weariness in his eyes. It was a heartbreaking sight for Bram to witness his father in such a vulnerable state.

With a heavy heart, Bram knelt down beside his father, gently placing a hand on his fur. "Father, what happened? Are you alright?" he asked, his voice filled with worry and love.

His father's eyes met Bram's, filled with a mixture of pain and affection. "I'm afraid I've fallen ill, my son," he replied weakly, his voice barely a whisper. "It seems my time in this form is coming to an end."

Bram's eyes filled with tears as he realized the gravity of the situation. He had always admired his father's strength and resilience, and now seeing him in such a fragile state was heartbreaking.

"I'm here for you, Father," Bram said softly, his voice filled with love and determination. "We'll get through this together. You've always been there for me, and now it's my turn to take care of you."

His father managed a weak smile, his eyes reflecting pride and gratitude. "Thank you, my son," he whispered. "I am proud of the man you've become."

As Bram stayed by his father's side, a gentle knock on the door caught his attention. He turned to see his best friend, Liyah, standing there with a concerned expression on her face.

"Liyah," Bram greeted her, his voice filled with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "What's going on? Is something troubling you?"

Liyah took a deep breath, her eyes reflecting her own worries. "Bram, I really need to talk to you," she said, her voice filled with urgency. "It's important."

Bram nodded, understanding the seriousness of her request. He gently squeezed his father's paw before rising to his feet. "Of course, Liyah. Let's talk," he replied, his voice filled with a mix of concern and readiness to listen.

After their conversation, Liyah led Bram to a pack meeting that he was unaware of. As they entered, Bram could sense a somber atmosphere among the pack members. They were gathered, discussing the future and expressing their concerns about what would happen when the alpha, Bram's father, passed away.

Confusion filled Bram's mind as he listened to their conversations. He couldn't understand why they were discussing his father's potential death when he was still alive. The topic seemed premature and unsettling to him.

Feeling a mix of frustration and protectiveness, Bram spoke up, his voice tinged with disbelief. "Wait, hold on," he interjected, trying to make sense of the situation. "My father is still alive, and now we're talking about what will happen when he dies? Can't we focus on supporting him and finding a way to help him instead?"

After Bram expressed his confusion and frustration, the pack members continued to discuss their concerns about the future. Despite Bram's plea to focus on supporting his father in the present, the older member stood firm in their perspective.

"We understand your feelings, Bram," the older member responded, their voice filled with empathy. "However, we must face the reality that your father's passing is inevitable. It's important for us to plan and prepare for what lies ahead."

Bram felt a mix of disappointment and sadness as he realized the differing viewpoints within the pack. He knew that his father's condition was a cause for concern, but he had hoped for a united front in supporting him.

Feeling overwhelmed, Bram simply said, "Not now," his voice filled with a mix of frustration and sadness. He left the meeting, his heart heavy with the weight of the situation, and made his way to his father.

As Bram approached his father, he pushed aside the lingering tension from the meeting. He focused on the love and connection they shared, determined to make the most of the time they had together.

Sitting by his father's side, Bram offered comfort and reassurance, cherishing the moments they had left. He knew that the pack's concerns were valid, but he also believed in the power of love and the strength they could find in supporting his father through the present moment.

"Don't worry Father, I will stay right here beside you. I am so so sorry I left you."