Forged in the Flames by Karima Sa'ad Usman

Chapter 1

“Come out, come out, they have arrived!” A voice rang in my head, and I did not need to know why my father’s Delta would call us to come out in the middle of the night.

The day was hectic because my father used most of it to move from the big house to one of the tiny houses in the pack compound.

The big packhouse used to be a palace.

My father had taken over the pack after the werewolves in our territory had joined forces and sacked one of the Lycan kings that plagued our lands.

I learned the man was evil, and he never showed mercy.

It was imperative to defeat him because his belief that Lycans were superior to werewolves led him to take steps leading to the enslavement of my kind.

It was my father, along with his friends, that liberated us.

I sat up in bed, a bit reluctant to go out, but if Delta Israel was right, I had no choice but to come outside.

My father had broken the sad news to me in the morning about him having to concede to the challenge the savage prince of rogues, Nikolas, had given him.

My father said he could not allow people to die because of his pride. He further told me that he had negotiated with the Rogue Prince, and the prince agreed to care for the pack members if my father swore by his wolf to submit.

I doubted if the Lycans could be trusted, but my father was hopeful because he knew we wouldn’t win a war with them, and he was right.

Alpha Nikolas was a rogue Lycan of unknown origin that made a name by conquering every pack in our territory.

We were the only ones standing, and we knew it was only a matter of time before he came calling.

Obviously, we were his primary target because he ensured he conquered every pack around us to isolate and trap us, pending the time he would strike.

Unlike the other alphas, my father chose peace over his pride and dignity, and I hoped he wouldn’t regret it.

I learned the savage prince grew up in the wilderness, packless and grew his army by creating a pack of rogues.

They were a mix of savage Lycans like him, known to be deadly and ruthless.

I wondered how my father could give his pack away to such people. There was no guarantee they would keep their promise, but it was better than fighting to the death.

I managed to get off the bed and headed outside my room. I saw my father approaching, and it was clear he was coming to me.

“Aliana,” he said almost in a whisper, and I frowned at him.

He walked to me with a smile, but his eyes spoke otherwise; he looked afraid and hopeless. He placed both hands on my shoulders and made me look up at him.

“I know you are brave and determined. But I need you to be a coward,” He said, and I frowned at him, wondering why he was telling me this. It went against everything he taught me.

“Listen to me, Aliana,” He said with teary eyes.

empathy and patience. One wrong move, and we are dead. I did not sacrifice my dignity to watch you

stay alive, for

not aggravate them and always keep your head bowed. Promise me that your wolf will not

to promise, so I reluctantly

you to swear on your wolf,” he said sternly, and

and he looked at

want you to remain alive, and this is the

in his fifties and did not have many warriors anymore because of all the warriors

the savages now,

to swear by my wolf, and my father sighed, knowing he would have to make do with my promise as is because he wouldn’t get

twenty-two, so I should be mated, but helping my father by carrying out the luna’s duties

and go on a journey to find a mate worthy to come home with me and rule in my father’s stead, but that was

age was a disgrace, but it was bearable as long as I was around to care for my father. The takeover will be a

new Alpha,” my father said, and I could hear the fear in his

It was a matter of choosing between the devil and the deep blue sea. In this case,

out, and they asked us to

compound because only those living in the pack compound were asked to line up. Ordinary pack members were sleeping in their homes. I noticed all our

heard a deep voice say, and everyone looked

with a scar across his left eye, dark hair and

was about six feet seven inches. It was no doubt he was

of tattoos on his neck and hands, visible only

than the scar, there was nothing savage about the man. He looked neat and civilised. He did not look like a man that grew up in

my gaze, and I quickly averted my eyes. I was glad he ignored me because he

as The Prince of Rogues and

his pack rights and power over to me. He has sworn by his wolf to serve me and be loyal. I will expect the same

all

be seen as treason, so be

he said, and I watched my father reluctantly

because even though he wasn’t

and Nickolas’s

Alpha maintained a stern expression, and I could hardly figure him

allegiance,” He said, and people started

man,” he repeated, dangerously looking at

in the centre, so his back was facing me, and I saw his hands

my father shook his head, trying to still his hands, trying to

you the pack and his position already. There is no need to humiliate him like this,” I said, and

asked you to speak?” Alpha Nikolas said, and my father shook his

said quickly, trying to

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