Prologue

Luca glanced up at the stormy skies. Rain water gently battered against his tan skin, covered in open wounds that spewed red. The dark-blue fabrics of his clothes were wrapped tightly around his body, embracing him in a cold hug and an unarguable emotion of disbelief painted his face.

His dark hair, generally mistaken for black were waving eloquently in the soft winds of a secluded forest. Regretful ruminations of what led up to his body laying bruised and bloody on an open field with his opponent sat still on a rock, uninjured, accompanied by a heavy smirk drawn across his face raced through his head.

It was during high school, Liam was the soon-to-be alpha of the Crimson Blood Pack and Luca was the soon-to-be alpha of the Snow Angel Pack.

Both packs were powerful to say the least, but undoubtedly The Crimson Blood Pack was the best. They had many members and started to train their young for battle when they turned 8. The Snow Angel Pack had many members as well, but there was no bloodshed or rivalry revolving around them, so they never found a reason to train their pups until they turned 15.

Liam and Luca ran with their own crowds. Luca was part of the basketball team, while Liam was barely present for the day. They met in the hallways of their school when Luca punched Liam square in the face for stealing his girlfriend at a house party.

After that, they both got suspended for fighting, but feeling guilty for injuring his face and getting the both of them in trouble, Luca had walked up to Liam when he was present for school and apologized to him.

"Beg"

That was his response. The egoistic sound coming from his grim smile that painted his face screamed joy and anger, his eyes threatened Luca, creating an unseen flinch to jump out from his body, but Luca who was under the hateful gaze of Liam let his own anger take control and punched the other male once more, causing another suspension and both of their parents to meet.

Throughout the next couple of months, Luca detested Liam. He would glare at the usually absent male, randomly start fights with him in the middle of the hallways, and throw balls of paper at him. Luca had tried so hard to make the arrogant male lose confidence in himself, to have everybody leave him, to have him groveling at his feet for forgiveness.

Liam never gave into the childish tricks, he would smirk, delighted by the attention he received from the latter. It bothered Luca to no ends. Eventually, high school ended and they became the alpha's of their own packs.

That was when it all started, Liam's reign was burly, he went around waging war to any pack that stood in his way, prompting the destruction of several different packs. His people would drink and eat lavishly, they would cheer in triumph, celebrating the defeat of their enemies who did no wrong.

Luca knew his own would never stand the chance against the other, he had tried so hard to keep his pack safe and distanced from the crossfire, but shortly, Liam had found them hiding away in the middle of a forest, miles gone from their original home and executed a foreboding war against them.

2 months into the demonization, Luca was struggling to keep his pack alive. Over 100 were taken, somehow no blood was spilled, but the supplies were running low and children younger than 10 were living in isolation for fear of being taken from their families and enslaved or killed.

Luca grew weaker and more weary of the possibilities, he would travel not far from where his pack resides to gather and hunt for anything he could find to provide for them, but he would survive all of it if it meant keeping his pack alive, he would try harder for them to come out victorious and unscathed.

As another month passed, defeating them seemed impossible to the distressed male, with the power The Crimson Blood Pack mustered from their reign of power, It would take at most 6 packs to denounce them.

No help was given from the surrounding packs, they were already wiped out before he could request an audience with the lead alpha's.

One day though, the grounds of his territory were stormed, the low supply of food and weapons weakened them. It had been fast and easy for them to be restrained and taken to one of the many lands conquered by Liam and his pack.

About 250 members of The Snow Angel Pack arrived in territory land, handcuffed with their hands held bound together in the back of their bodies, all of them being women, children, and warriors who fought tirelessly in the war. No one was executed like many feared would happen, but they were imprisoned behind bars that prevented them from escaping the dark enclosed spaces that smelled of rotting rats and urine.

Luca was separated from the rest of his members, he was taken into a dimly lit room, in it sat Liam in a chair with his legs crossed and a glass of wine held between his fingers. He still looked the same, white-ish gray hair, sharp eyes, and the same arrogant aura fumigating the room. Only difference was his bloodshed grew stronger.

He wore a blank face as he said sentences that made him hope his pack would come out the war alive, he could still remember the food the piled high on top of each other when his pack was hardly getting by with the little pieces of bread that tasted like nothing and living conditions that children shouldn't be calling home.

"Fight me." He leered, "a one on one, and if I win....you are mine."

Luca looked at the man as if he were crazy, he searched his eyes for any sign of lies, staring at his face in shock.

"What?" He exclaimed, "why?" Luca couldn't understand his words, they didn't make sense, why would Liam make a deal like that? For power, revenge, or for fun, Luca thought the worst of it, but he also needed to take his pack into thought, if there was even a shred of hope for them....he would take it

"If I win, you let me and my pack go."

Thinking about it now, Luca knew he would lose. Liam had more developed muscles and was stronger than him, he had been training 7 years before Luca and had extra alpha training from his father.

I should've known, Luca thought, regret and disappointment lacing his face.

With that last thought lingering in his mind, he started losing consciousness, his surroundings became blurry, and his eyes fluttered open and close, desperately trying to keep awake, but before his eyes closed shut, the hazy vision of Liam walking closer to him came into sight.

"You lose." He whispered, grinning at Luca with beaming eyes.

But to the unconscious male in his arms, he could only feel the warmth coming from the one holding him, to him it felt comfortable, it felt like a release from the pain and suffering from the last few months of deprivation.

Luca snuggled closer to the source as Liam kissed his head.

"Mine Now," He smiled, holding Luca closer to his affable body.

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