Finally I'm here in front of all members. I was searching for archard that where is he? I am sure he is late? I don't known what should I do with him. He is such an irresponsible men.
I was holding the speech letter and thought that may be I'm he is late? but on this important occasion ? how is it possible? I scanned the faces of the members of the Alpha Union council, hoping to catch a glimpse of Archard. He was supposed to be here, representing his family and their interests. But he was nowhere to be seen. Neither were his parents, Miss Smith and Mr. Smith. They had always been punctual and reliable, so their absence was alarming. Where were they? Why were they not here? Had something happened to them?
I felt a surge of anxiety and concern, mixed with a hint of frustration. Archard was my friend, and I cared about him. But he was also my ally, and I needed him. We had a plan to propose a new policy that would benefit our district, and we had to act fast before the council voted on the budget. Without him, I was alone and outnumbered.
I checked my phone, hoping for a message or a call from him. Nothing. I looked at the clock, counting the minutes until the meeting would start. Time was running out, and I had no idea what to do. I wished Archard would show up soon, or at least let me know what was going on. I felt helpless and worried, waiting for him in vain. Ohh archard where are you?
Valentina introduced me and lead me to the stage. I was thinking that may be I should have to wait for him. I whispered in her ears that archard is not here. She said," Just continue the speech I will found him don't worry."
I stood on the podium, feeling nervous and excited at the same time. I looked at the faces of the alpha Union members, who were watching me with curiosity and suspicion. I cleared my throat and began to speak.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Aisling, and I am an omega. I am also the mate of Archard, the leader of the dark wolves pack." I paused, expecting some gasps or whispers, but there was only silence. I continued, "I am here today to talk to you about our three packs alliance. The alliance between the dark wolves, the red moon, and the blue lunar packs. The alliance that is worthy of your respect and support."
I explained how our alliance was formed, how we overcame our differences and prejudices, and how we worked together to protect our lands and people from the threats of rogues and hunters. I told them about the benefits of our alliance, such as sharing resources, exchanging information, and strengthening our bonds. I emphasized how our alliance was not a threat to the alpha Union, but rather an opportunity for cooperation and friendship.
I hoped that they would listen to me with an open mind, that they would see me as more than just an omega, that they would recognize the value of our alliance. I finished my speech with a smile and said, "Thank you for your attention. I am happy to answer any questions you may have."
The alpha Union members clapped politely, but I could sense their doubts and skepticism. One of them raised his hand and asked me a question that made my heart sink.
"Aisling, you said that you are the mate of Archard, the leader of the dark wolves pack. How did that happen? How did an omega like you end up with an alpha like him? What is your motive behind this alliance? Are you trying to gain power or influence through him?"
I felt a surge of anger and hurt at his words. How dare he question my relationship with Archard? How dare he imply that I had ulterior motives for joining the alliance? He didn't know anything about me or Archard. He didn't know how much we loved each other, how much we sacrificed for each other, how much we trusted each other.
I opened my mouth to reply, but before I could say anything, I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Archard standing behind me, his eyes blazing with protectiveness and pride. He smiled at me and said softly, "Let me handle this."
He stepped forward and faced the alpha Union member who had asked me the question. He said in a calm but firm voice, " Aisling is my mate, and I am hers. We met by fate, and we chose each other by love. She is not an omega to me, she is my equal. She is not a pawn in this alliance, she is a leader. She has no hidden agenda behind this alliance, she has a vision. A vision of peace and harmony among all packs. A vision that I share with her. A vision that we hope you will share with us."
He looked at me with love and admiration, then looked at the alpha Union members with confidence and determination. He said, "Any more questions?"
Another alpha Union member raised his hand and asked, "Where are the other pack leaders? Why are they not here to speak for themselves? How do we know that they are truly committed to this alliance?"
Archard answered him by pointing to the table behind us, where three letters were displayed. He said, "The other pack leaders are busy with their own affairs, but they have sent their representatives and their oath letters to show their support for this alliance. These letters are signed by them and sealed with their pack symbols. They state their loyalty and dedication to this alliance, and their willingness to cooperate with the alpha Union. You can read them for yourself if you want."
He gestured for me to join him, and we walked together to the table. We picked up the letters and handed them to the alpha Union members, who took them and examined them carefully. I hoped that they would find them convincing and sincere, that they would see that our alliance was not a hoax or a trap, but a genuine and noble effort to bring peace and harmony among all packs.
" How can we trusted you? "
" You all have to trust on us otherwise there is nothing which we can prove right now. "
I could see that the alpha Union council members were not looking convinced with this alliance. They looked at the letters with doubt and suspicion, as if they were expecting some hidden catch or trick. They whispered among themselves, shaking their heads and frowning.
I felt a pang of disappointment and frustration. I had hoped that my speech and the letters would be enough to persuade them, to make them see the benefits and the potential of this alliance. But it seemed that they were too stubborn and prejudiced to accept it. They still saw us as outsiders, as enemies, as threats.
I wondered what else I could do to win their trust and approval. I felt helpless and alone, standing on the podium with Archard by my side. He squeezed my hand and gave me a reassuring smile, but I could tell that he was also worried and annoyed.
Suddenly, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Azalaic, the leader of the red moon pack, standing behind me. He smiled at me warmly and said, "Aisling, you did a great job. You spoke with courage and passion. You are a true leader."
He moved me aside and stepped forward, facing the alpha Union council members. He said in a loud and clear voice, "I am Azalaic, the leader of the red moon pack. I am here to give you another surety that my pack will be loyal to this alliance. We have no hidden motives or agendas behind this alliance. We have only one goal: to live in peace and harmony with all packs. We respect and support asiling and Archard, and we trust their vision. We are ready to cooperate with the alpha Union, and we hope that you will do the same."
He looked at me with admiration and gratitude, then looked at the alpha Union council members with confidence and sincerity. He said, "Any more questions?"
Before they could answer, another person came forward from the crowd. It was Valentina, the daughter of the leader of the blue lunar pack. She was a young and beautiful she-wolf, with bright blue eyes and silver hair. She walked up to me and hugged me tightly, then said, " Aisling, you are amazing. You spoke with wisdom and grace. You are a true friend."
She let go of me and stood next to Azalaic, holding his hand. She said in a sweet and cheerful voice, "I am Valentina, the representative of the blue lunar pack. I am here to give you another surety on behalf of my dad. He is the alpha leader of our pack, and he is also agree with this alliance. He couldn't come here today because he had some urgent matters to attend to, but he sent me his letter and his blessing. He trusts Aisling and Archard, and he supports their vision. He wants to work with the alpha Union, and he hopes that you will do the same."
She looked at me with love and friendship, then looked at the alpha Union council members with charm and enthusiasm. She said, "Any more questions?"
She held my hand and gave me strength which I always imagined. I felt a surge of joy and gratitude at her gesture. I looked at her and Azalaic, who were smiling at me proudly. I looked at Archard, who was nodding at me approvingly. I realized that I was not alone anymore. I had friends who cared for me, who believed in me, who stood by me.
I felt a new wave of confidence and determination wash over me. I faced the alpha Union council members again, hoping that they would see what I saw: a strong and united alliance of three packs who wanted peace and harmony among all packs.
I said in a firm but friendly voice, "So, what do you say? Are you ready to join us?"
I waited for the alpha Union council members to reply, hoping that they would agree to join us. I saw some of them nodding and smiling, while others were still frowning and shaking their heads. They looked at each other, exchanging glances and whispers.
Finally, one of them spoke up. He was the leader of the alpha Union, a tall and imposing man with gray hair and piercing eyes. He said in a deep and authoritative voice, "Asiling, Archard, Azalaic, Valentina, we have heard your speech and seen your letters. We appreciate your honesty and sincerity. We acknowledge your efforts and achievements. We respect your vision and goals."
He paused, then continued, "However, we cannot make a decision right now. This is a very important and delicate matter. It involves the future of all packs. It requires careful consideration and discussion. We need more time to think and consult with our council members and our pack members. We need more evidence and assurance that this alliance is trustworthy and beneficial for all parties involved."
He looked at us with a serious and stern expression, then said, "Therefore, we have decided to postpone our decision until tomorrow. We will meet again here at the same time and place. We will announce our verdict then. We hope that you will understand and respect our decision."
He nodded at us politely, then turned around and walked away, followed by the other alpha Union council members. They left the hall, leaving us alone on the podium.
I felt a mix of emotions: relief, disappointment, anxiety, hope. I was relieved that they didn't reject us outright, but disappointed that they didn't accept us right away. I was anxious about what they would decide tomorrow, but hopeful that they would choose to join us.
I looked at Archard, who wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead. He said in a soothing voice, "Don't worry, love. We did our best. We showed them our bond and confidence. We gave them our reasons and proofs. We have nothing to fear or regret."
He looked at Azalaic and Valentina, who were standing beside us, holding hands. He said in a grateful voice, "Thank you for your support and friendship. You are amazing leaders and allies. You made a difference today."
Azalaic smiled and said, "No, thank you for your trust and leadership. You are inspiring mates and visionaries. You made this alliance possible."
Valentina nodded and said, "Yes, thank you for your kindness and friendship. You are wonderful people and friends. You made this day memorable."
We hugged each other tightly, feeling the warmth and strength of our bond. We decided to leave the hall together and go back to our respective packs. We agreed to meet again tomorrow morning before the final verdict.
We walked out of the hall, feeling optimistic and determined. We knew that we had done everything we could to convince the alpha Union council members to join us. We hoped that they would see the light and make the right choice.
We hoped that tomorrow would be a new day for all packs. I known it was a hard moment for me and as well as for everyone because it was not easy for us. I gaze over azalaic now he is completely change person. I believe it that changing cone from incident. I known it was a hard time for us. I known it was a hardest time for everyone there. I remember that he pointed the gun towards him.
FLASHBACK ONE MONTH AGO:
I was looking at him and he was looking towards us. He was counting the number so he can shoot him. Archard slowly move from his back and jumped over him. He quickly grab the gun out from his hand. I moved towards them but before I could do anything there fight started. Alaxia and cloe intrapped and stopped there fight.
I jumped into a fight and stopped azalaic from hitting archard. I hugged him and said, " Relax azalaic.."
But azalaic was out of control. He took the gun and tried to shoot archard but he failed and the silver bullet hit straight into my arm and I fated down. There was a pain but the pain with heart broken.
I don't get a chance that what happened to me? what was the reason behind this whole struggle.
IN MY DREAM:
I saw my mother, I was walking in a beautiful garden, surrounded by colorful flowers and butterflies. The sun was shining brightly and the air was fresh and sweet. I felt happy and peaceful, as if nothing could go wrong. I saw my mother sitting on a bench, smiling at me. She looked young and radiant, just like I remembered her. She waved at me and I ran towards her, feeling a surge of love and gratitude.
She hugged me warmly and kissed my forehead. She told me how proud she was of me, how much she loved me, and how much she missed me. She said that she was always watching over me, guiding me and protecting me. She said that she had a gift for me, something that would help me in my life. She handed me a small book, wrapped in a golden ribbon. She said that it was her diary, where she had written all her wisdom and advice for me. She said that I should read it whenever I felt lost or confused, and that it would always show me the right path.
She said that there is no bond that can't be broken, but there is one that can easily fix it up. That bond is trust. Trust is the foundation of any relationship, and without it, nothing can last. I have to trust myself, trust your partner, and trust my feelings. Don't let fear or doubt cloud my judgment. Listen to your heart and follow it.
You have mixed feelings about Archard and Azalaic, and that is normal. They are both wonderful people, but very different. You love them both, but in different ways. You don't know who to choose, or if you can choose at all. You wish you could have them both, or merge them into one perfect person. But you know that is impossible and unfair. You have to make a decision, sooner or later.
The choice is yours, my child. Trust yourself.
I thanked her and opened the book, curious to see what she had written. The first page had a simple message: "Follow your dreams, my child. They are the voice of your soul." I felt a warm glow in my heart, as if she had spoken those words directly to me. I looked up at her and saw her smiling with pride and joy. She said that she had always believed in me, and that she knew I had a great destiny ahead of me. She said that I should never give up on my dreams, no matter what obstacles I faced. She said that my dreams were the key to my happiness and fulfillment.
I hugged her again and thanked her for everything. I told her how much I loved her and how much I appreciated her gift. She said that she loved me more than anything, and that she would always be with me in spirit. She said that it was time for me to wake up, but that we would meet again soon. She kissed me goodbye and told me to have a wonderful day. She faded away slowly, leaving behind a trail of light.
she said when you woke up feeling refreshed and inspired. I looked at the book on my bedside me smiled. It was the most precious thing I owned, a treasure from my mother. I opened it and read the first page again, feeling her presence in my mind. I decided to follow her advice and pursue my dreams with passion and courage. I knew that she was right, that my dreams were the voice of my soul.
Next day morning:
I opened my eyes and blinked, trying to adjust to the bright light. I felt a dull ache in my arm and looked down, seeing a bandage wrapped around it. I tried to move it, but the pain was too sharp and I winced. I wondered what had happened to me, how I had ended up in the hospital. I looked around, trying to find some clues.
I saw a monitor next to my bed, showing my vital signs. I saw a window, letting in some sunlight. I saw a door, leading to the hallway. I saw a table, with some flowers and cards on it. And I saw two sofas, one on each side of my bed. On one sofa, I saw Azalaic, sleeping peacefully. On the other sofa, I saw Archard, laying down with his eyes closed.
I felt a surge of emotion, seeing them both there. They had both come to see me, to be with me. They both cared about me, maybe even loved me. They both wanted me to be okay, to recover. But they also both wanted me to choose, to decide who I wanted to be with. They both knew that I had mixed feelings for them, that I was torn between them. They both knew that they were rivals, that they were competing for my heart.
I didn't know what to do, what to say. I didn't know how to face them, how to explain myself. I didn't know how to thank them, how to apologize to them. I didn't know how to choose between them, how to break one of their hearts.
I closed my eyes again, hoping that this was all a dream. Hoping that when I woke up again, everything would be clear and simple. Hoping that when I woke up again, I would know who was my true mate.
I heard a knock on the door and saw two nurses enter the room. They were wearing white uniforms and had friendly faces. They greeted me and asked me how I was feeling. They said that they were here to check on my health and injuries, and to change my bandages.
They approached my bed and looked at the monitor, noting down some numbers. They asked me if I had any pain or discomfort, and if I needed any medication. They gently lifted my arm and unwrapped the bandage, revealing the wound where the bullet had grazed me. They cleaned it with some antiseptic and applied a new bandage, telling me that it was healing well and that I was lucky to have escaped with a minor injury.
They asked me if I remembered what had happened, how I had ended up in the hospital. I tried to recall, but my memory was fuzzy. I only remembered bits and pieces of the night before, when I had gone out with Azalaic for dinner. He had taken me to a fancy restaurant, where he had confessed his feelings for me and asked me to be his girlfriend. He had said that he loved me more than anything, and that he wanted to make me happy. He had said that he knew I had mixed feelings for him and Archard, but that he was willing to wait for me to make up my mind. He had said that he trusted me, and that he hoped I trusted him too.
I had been touched by his words, but also confused. I didn't know what to say, what to do. I liked Azalaic, but I also liked Archard. They were both wonderful people, but very different. I didn't know who to choose, or if I could choose at all. I wished I could have them both, or merge them into one perfect person. But I knew that was impossible and unfair. I had to make a decision, sooner or later.
I had told Azalaic that I needed some time to think, that I couldn't give him an answer right away. He had nodded and smiled, saying that he understood and respected my feelings.
The nurses finished changing my bandage and asked me if I remembered anything else. I shook my head and said no, feeling a lump in my throat. They said that it was normal to have some memory loss after a traumatic event, and that it would come back eventually. They said that they were glad that I was okay, and that they would come back later to check on me again.
They turned to leave, but before they could reach the door, they were stopped by two familiar voices.
"Hey! How is she? Is she okay?"
"Excuse me! Can we see her? Please!"
I looked over their shoulders and saw Archard and Azalaic standing in the doorway, looking anxious and worried. They had both woken up from the noise of the nurses' arrival, and had rushed to see me.
Archard was the first one to reach my bed. He smiled brightly and hugged me gently, careful not to hurt my arm. He kissed my cheek and said that he was so happy to see me awake and alive. He said that he had been so scared when he heard what had happened, that he thought he might lose me forever.
He said that he loved me more than anything, and that he wanted to be with me. He said that he knew I had mixed feelings for him and Azalaic, but that he hoped I would choose him in the end. He said that he trusted me, and that he hoped I trusted him too.
Azalaic was the second one to reach my bed. He looked sad and guilty, as if he blamed himself for what had happened. He apologized softly and said that he was sorry for putting me in danger, for getting me involved in his mess. He said that he loved me more than anything, and that he wanted to protect me. He said that he knew I had mixed feelings for him and Archard, but that he hoped I would forgive him and give him a chance. He said that he trusted me, and that he hoped I trusted him too.
I looked at them both, feeling a mix of emotions. They both loved me, and I loved them both. They both cared about me, and I cared about them both. They both wanted me, and I wanted them both. But I also knew that I couldn't have them both, that I had to choose between them. And I didn't know how to do that, how to break one of their hearts.
I wished this was all a dream, a nightmare. I wished that when I woke up again, everything would be clear and simple. I wished that when I woke up again, I would know who was my true mate.
I looked at Archard and said that I needed to talk to Azalaic alone, for a couple of minutes. I said that it was important, and that I would explain everything later. Archard looked concerned and confused, but he nodded and said that he would wait outside. He kissed me on the forehead and said that he loved me, and that he hoped I was okay. He left the room, closing the door behind him.
I turned to Azalaic and saw him staring at me with a mix of hope and fear. He asked me what I wanted to talk to him about, and if I had made up my mind. He said that he loved me, and that he wanted to be with me. He said that he was sorry for what had happened, and that he would do anything to make it up to me.
I took a deep breath and said that I had something to tell him, something that might hurt him. I said that I had a strong bond with him in the past two years, and that I valued our relationship. I said that I loved him, but not in the way he wanted me to. I said that I saw him as a friend, a partner, a brother, but not as a mate. I said that I didn't choose him as my mate, and that I never would.
He looked shocked and hurt, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He asked me why, why I didn't love him the way he loved me. He asked me if it was because of Archard, if I had chosen him over him. He asked me if I remembered what he had asked me when he had saved my life, when he had taken the bullet for me. He had asked me if I loved him or not.
I nodded and said that I remembered, and that I had answered yes. But I said that it was not the whole truth, that it was not the kind of love he wanted. I said that yes, I loved him, and I always would. But it was not more than Archard's love. It was not the love of a mate. It was the love of a friend.
I said that I loved Archard, and that I had chosen him as my mate. I said that he was the one who made me feel alive, who made me laugh, who made me happy. I said that he was the one who understood me, who challenged me, who inspired me. I said that he was the one who filled my heart with joy, who filled my soul with light.
Azalaic looked sad and defeated, but also calm and accepting. He said that he understood, and that he respected my choice. He said that it was his bad luck that he had lost me, but his good luck that he had met me. He said that he was grateful for our time together, and for our friendship. He said that he would always be my friend, no matter what.
He held my hand softly and kissed it gently. He looked into my eyes and smiled sadly. He said goodbye and wished me all the best. He got up from the sofa and walked towards the door. He opened it and left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I felt a pang of guilt and sorrow for hurting him, but also a sense of relief and clarity for making my decision. I knew that I had done the right thing, for both of us. I knew that we would both be happier in the long run.
I looked at the door and wondered if Archard was still waiting outside. I hoped he was, because I wanted to see him again. I wanted to tell him how much I loved him, and how much I wanted to be with him.
I pressed the call button on my bed and asked for a nurse to come in. I wanted to get out of this hospital as soon as possible, and start a new life with Archard.
I closed my eyes and smiled, feeling hopeful and excited for the future.