Alaric
He protected my secret from the others— even from my warriors, those who would die for me. Because if they ever knew that their mighty Alpha was cursed with something so pitiful… I would completely lose face.
But the worst part wasn’t the secrecy. It was the unpredictability.
It happened at random with no rhyme or rhythm.
Sometimes three days apart. Sometimes a week. Sometimes a month.
Every time it stopped, I allowed myself to believe it was over.
And then, without warning, it would strike again.
No doctor could treat it. No medicine could stop it.
It was chaos stitched into my very blood.
It was as if my body had a mind of its own.
When my consciousness faded through sleep, something else woke up inside me. Something I couldn’t control.
And that thought alone terrified
