Arrogant Alpha

In the ascension of the blooming sunshine. He opened the shutters and the yellow light burst through the dark shadows at all corners of the room. The old witch was a stranger to sunlight. She caved into the little portion of shadiness in the room. Lurking in the shadows of her own raven wings. The Alpha is forced to acknowledge the detriments of his decision.      “I can change this,” Xander said. “I know I can.”      “Change is a natural effect,” she said. “It is bad as it is good. And it always happens whether you like it or not.” Xander turned back to the mattress and sat next to where Catherine was lying. He gently placed a hand on her head to comfort her mindless inability to wake. She will be brought back to live her reformative life. The life of a supernatural later on. A kindred spirit has its spiritual awakening.       “What about her?” Xander raised a brow. He held a lock of Catherine’s hair behind her ear. “When will she be awake? I know she cannot bear witness to the wrath