His mother was already carrying him in her womb when she went to meet her beloved as promised. 
Her gaze was lowered, devoid of the joy that aught to have filled her heart with the first sight she beheld of the Northern Chief. 
" You have no idea how worried I was. I thought you would never come to me... "
He tried to wrap her in his embrace but instead of reciprocating she flinched. 
Helos looked at her, head to toe. And then he too, took a step behind. 
" What is it? Did you not come back to me? Look at me. Look around... " He evoked the creatures of the night that he had mastery above, the gigantic Grey Wolves who now, resembled the hounds. 
Ryan's mother took a step back. 
" What are these? " she asked, curious and surprised. She wasn't naive to the arts of dark wizardry. 
" Our minions, dear one. Our soldiers in aid when we rule as king and queen. " he tried to come close to her and kiss her again. 
This time she held her hand up and stopped him directly on his track. 
" I am afraid, I can no longer be the queen beside you my king. " she whispered, years boiling in her eyes. 
" I am no longer your flower my beloved. I have been forcefully claimed, violated and... " she looked up at him with eyes as red as the blood in her vein, " and I even carry his child. "
Helos fell back. It felt like somebody had snatched the ground away from under his feet. 
The darkness around him electrified. His eyes flashed like a hungry scavenger who seemed bloodthirsty. 
He grabbed her with her claws, his facial contortions shifting rapidly. 
His nails dug into her skin, she remained silent, as if admitting that she deserved it. 
" What was it that you said? "
His voice echoed against the dark woods but it only begot more tears in the eyes of his beloved. 
" I ... I am so... so sorry... I failed you... I failed us... "
She sat down in the ground crying in pain. 
Something terrible came over Helos. He stood there watching her as she moved without uttering a single word and then suddenly he began laughing. He was laughing crazy like a maniac. 
She looked up at him with eyes that looked genuinely puzzled. 
She saw the white in his eyes disappearing as he bent down to her level. 
" Is that the problem my dear? It's not even a problem anymore. I am the Lord of the deads. I can take and give life in the blink of an eye. "
She felt the spot where he touched her burn. She tried to flinch but he held on harder. 
" Let me take that thing out for you... " his voice was getting heavier with the malice that was resonating with the evil air. 
" Ahhhhhhhhh..... " She let out a loud cry as he touched her stomach. 
" what are you doing? " she asked with lips trembling with fear. 
" Nothing my love. Just trying to get that garbage out..." 
He tried grabbing her by the hair but she pushed him hard. 
" Helos , please don't. I beg you. No matter what the circumstances, this still is my child. And you know it is a major sin, killing a baby that is unborn. "
Helos stopped in his track. 
" You cannot be serious. You want to keep that dirt inside you and also give birth? What about me? What about us? "
She fell on the ground weeping miserably. 
" It's all over Helos. It's all gone. Whatever we had, whatever we loved, whatever we cherished, have all been robbed. "
Before they could further their conversation, both turned at the sound of approaching footsteps. 
***
The events that proceeded was as follows. 
Helos retracted into the darkness at the earnest behest of his beloved. 
She vowed to love him till the moment of her death but she also made it very clear that she couldn't do away with the child that she was carrying. 
She had no idea, how Heloa had placed a curse on her beloved unborn. 
He was over taken by rage and jealousy but his love for Ryan's mother stopped him from killing her on the stop. Though he wished exactly to do the same. 
Moments later, Ryan's father carried his mother back home. He had personally come to find his missing wife because he knew that she was carrying his child. 
However, the seeds of discord began brewing afresh again. 
He could smell the scent of another man. He was aware of the presence of an unknown male with his pregnant wife in the dark. No matter how much he tried, he could never see Ryan as his own son, that was untill his Alpha mark manifested and he had to declare him the next leader, the next king. 
Nobody knew if it was doubt or it was because of the curse that plagued Ryan from before his birthday. 
Nobody knew the circumstances that lead to his mother, finally loosing it and going to kill his father all out in the open. An offense that resulted in her death. 
An act, that was triggered by the expedition that Ryan, Sherizad and Tristan took. 
Helos took that as a direct threat. 
Marking Sherizad when she stepped on his land. 
A tit for tat according to his morale. 
He was not done with Ryan killing his own father to avenge the death of his mother. 
He was going to let Ryan burn in that same eternal flame of longing and desire that he himself had to experience. 
He was going to make him suffer for the choice of his life, that his mother had so fondly taken. It was an unforgivable act, a heinous crime in his sight. 
The boy that got to live at the expense of him loosing his beloved, needed to suffer every minute. 
It seemed like that Ryan was very close to reliving the same hell that he had already lived. 
History was about to repeat.