Alpha Blake

Chapter 44 Vivid Deja Vü-3

"Fine. Ten minutes, and no more. After that, I'm leaving, and if any of you dares to stand in my way

I will tear you apart." The men glance between Blake and Harou in silence.

"Fair enough! Please, follow me. I think it's time, you found out the truth! And we put a stop to this

senseless war between you and Keiran. You two should not have been fighting from the start. It is my

pack's fault you two are at war. I need to make this right."

He makes his way towards the long corridor and into a room in the far corner leading to an old

library.

Countless archives and books in-store were similar to the ones in Blake's archives. Massive

pictures were drawn by the hand of past members.

Blake's eyes go wide and his mouth pursed partially open as he comes across three beautiful

women. The middle one, a picture of Selene dressed in a beautiful blue gown, her hair brown and eyes

full of light as she always has.

Harou's mouth forms into a smile as he sees Blake's reaction.

"Oh! Lady Elena. I bet you miss her right? You and she have always somehow made it back to

each other. The love you and her share has been inspiring to many of us."

To her side, a portrait of a young woman in a dark purple dress with dark features and deep green

eyes, and to the other beautiful light-skinned woman with native features, silver-grey eyes, and dirty-

blonde hair. All three are in beautiful gowns and impeccably attired jewels.

"Who are the other two women?" Blake questions. As he comes closer to Selene's drawn portrait.

Running his fingers through the picture and realizing he misses her more than he'd hoped for.

The one on the right is lady Candace, she was my mate." His voice becomes melancholic and low.

His eyes are glossy and full of sadness.

"And the other woman?" He stares at her momentarily as he returns his gaze to Selene.

Harou slowly walks in front of the portrait. He looks at her and sighs as his eyes turn glossy and he

hangs his head.

"This is lady Emma. She-" He sighs as he turns to Blake and hangs his head.

"She was Kieran's mate."

"What do you mean was? Did she not reincarnate like you imply that has been happening to us?

And who is this Keiran you speak of?

Harou walks further towards a wall that is draped with a long dark burgundy curtain. He slowly

glides it to the side and reveals three more portraits.

Blake's eyes widen as he gets the shock of his eyes. Revealing a portrait similarly drawn as the

girls, before Blake and Harou. Three portraits of three men in old English gentlemen suits.

To the right, a picture of Harou himself; In the middle, a picture of Blake with darker eyes in a deep Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

green and hazel; and to the right, a picture of Damian, or as Harou likes to call him, Keiran.

Blake nodded in disbelief. "This, can't be real. This is . . . . What is this?"