Sirius Thames was not one to have his face in the limelight, but he was an important figure behind the scenes of many lives. He had investments in the world of medicine, and he himself worked as a well renowned psychologist. Through his career, he’d managed to network with many powerful people within the country of Delios. He was amongst the wealthy elite, and had a lot of influence within Creston. His importance could not be understated, and his sudden death came as a shock to everyone.

There were no obvious signs of how the man had died. He had no overlying illness, nor did his body suffer any wounds. He lived alone, and no one witnessed his demise. It had been several days since he’d last been seen, and no one was sure precisely when he had perished. It was like he’d just fallen over and died.

For a long time rumors were abound of how this may have occurred. Clearly, if there was no obvious cause for his sudden death, there must have been a supernatural reason for it. What manner of monster could have done this? The people of Creston would never find the answer, and his death remained a mystery for many long years.

But I have since learned the truth. At the time I, too, had no idea how this may have happened. In hindsight, however, the cause of his death was painfully obvious. While the common citizen couldn’t fathom the situation, an entire village had always been privy to the truth. You see, a different, more important man had died at the same time as Dr. Thames. While the doctor’s death was a tragic loss, everyone’s attention was focused elsewhere. The same night Sirius died, the world had lost Zachary Orion.

To those who weren’t in the know, these deaths coinciding together may have seemed like a coincidence. The two men were nowhere near each other when they passed, and there wasn’t a clear link between the two. But if you dug a little deeper, you may have discovered that Dr. Thames had been funding Orion’s political venture under an alias. As a matter of fact, the two men knew each other very well indeed. After all, Sirius was Orion’s omega.

For safety’s sake, the relationship between the two men was not public knowledge. However, it’s no exaggeration to say that Sirius was largely responsible for Orion’s advancement in politics. That money had to have come from somewhere. But he was more than just a servant to Orion. He was his friend, and a man the lycans remember fondly.

Before he fell to the same fate as his master, he served the people of Lupan Hollow with a genuine desire to help. He was a boon to Orion’s people, offering his professional aid to the lycans at no charge to them. Such was his duty as an omega lycan.

He was well aware of Orion’s broken family. If Daine had approached him, perhaps he would have helped her. But she was not too eager to seek help from a man so closely tied to her father.

Vince, too, knew of the doctor, but he was too stubborn to seek out his help on his own. Unbeknownst to him, Dr. Thames would become a very important man in his life someday. But that day had yet to come.

And of course, there was Isaac. Sirius was very familiar with him. It wasn’t for his profession as a psychologist, but rather for his all too common role as mediator. He had been tasked by Orion to play the middle man between him and his son more times than the doctor could count.

It wasn’t easy being Zachary Orion. His people had two polarizing opinions of him. The first was that he had disgraced Nebeous for his acts in the previous King’s Bout. He had fathered a disgraceful child, and it fell upon the queen to quell Nebeous’s wrath. His disgrace was his biggest shame, and since the day his daughter was born he’d been fighting hard to separate himself from his past. He needed to prove to be the good man he yearned to be.

In recent years the public opinion of Orion had shifted. He was working towards greater things, and through his efforts a brighter future was going to be born. The man was rising in the political field, and eventually he became the brightest light in Delios. He worked hand-in-hand with humans and non-humans alike, and he was going to bring salvation to everyone. Orion had become a hero, and perhaps the era of hunters and monsters would have ended sooner if he had survived.

It was through his struggles that Sirius had become his rock. He truly wanted to see Orion succeed, and did everything in his power to make it happen. Sirius provided the money, the connections, and the opportunities for success. There would be no Zachary Orion without Sirius Thames.

The world was on the brink of change, and if Orion’s dream were to succeed he needed Isaac to continue it. The doctor was more than happy to play mediator between the king and his heir. The final time this was asked of him happened not long after Isaac’s sixteenth birthday. Orion had called his son to his house within the city. It was a home legally owned by Orion, but funded and maintained by Sirius. This was always the perfect place for Orion to reach out to his son, away from the prying eyes of their fellow lycans.

The two sat across from each other, each taking their own seats surrounding a coffee table. Isaac’s arms are folded as he glares at his father with his typical smile. Sirius is nearby, but not too close. For now, he’s just on standby, ready to intervene if need be.

“How is your training coming along?” Orion asks.

Isaac says nothing, silently glaring at his father.

“Did you have a nice birthday?”

Again, nothing.

“You can’t ignore me today,” Orion says sternly. He meets his son’s glare with his own.

“What do you want?” Isaac finally responds. He doesn’t even attempt to hide his annoyance from his father.

“Can’t a father talk to his son?”

“You only talk to me for your duty,” Isaac sneers.

Orion sighs, giving up on his attempts at pleasantries. He leans forward in his seat, looking intently into Isaac’s eyes. “Creston has organized hunting now,” he says. “Gerald Grand has officially made a business out of it. He calls it his hunting units.”

Of course, Isaac has already heard about this. If you’re not a human you have no choice but to pay close attention to what the hunters are doing. Hunting as a career has always been done freelance before. This is the first time they’ve organized in such a way.

“This sets a terrifying precedent for the future,” Orion continues. “Should these hunting units succeed, no one will be safe anymore. This city is becoming extremely dangerous, so I’m taking it upon myself to change it.”

“You?” Isaac scoffs.

“Yes.” Orion’s quick response was stated so confidently that Isaac was taken slightly off guard. “Grand’s hunting units are being funded directly by the government. The current prime minister sees financial gain in his business. But he needs the government’s money to keep his operation afloat, so I’m going to take it away.”

“You’re going to involve yourself with the Delios government?” Isaac questions him.

“I’m going to become the next prime minister.”

“What?” Isaac laughs. “And how exactly are you going to do that!?”

“I’m more prepared than you may realize,” Orion responds calmly. “I’ve been involved in Creston politics longer than you think. I have a plan, and I haven’t been working alone.” He looks towards Sirius, who quietly nods back. “I’ve been in contact with many others, building trust with the right people, and I’m on the path to climb higher. The people of this world desire change, and I’m going to prove to the hunters that they’re unwanted.”

Isaac stares silently at his father. Does he really think he can change the world? He’ll fight for this, but he won’t save his own family? Who does he think he is!?

He snaps out of his brief moment of rage. “What does this have to do with me?” he demands. Orion leans back, holding his hands in such a way to hide his mouth. He’s thinking, trying to best explain the severity of the situation.

Finally, he speaks. “I’m risking everything to do this,” he says. “The hunters and the government aren’t going to take too kindly to what I’m trying to do. To change the world I have to put a target on my back, and there’s a very real possibility I won’t survive this venture.”

These words leave Isaac speechless. Is he serious? Orion is prepared to die…?

“I need you to be ready,” Orion says. “If the worst should come to pass, you may have to step up as king sooner than expected. You’re almost an adult now. You can’t continue to disregard your responsibilities. I’m begging you, son, please step up for your duty.”

Isaac frowns. With his fury rising, he breaks into an argument.

“Why would you do this?”

“I’m doing what I must.”

“You’re responsible for the lycans, no one else!”

“This is about more than us. If I do nothing, there won’t be any lycans.”

“You think you’re responsible for the world!?”

“I would gladly take that responsibility.”

Isaac flies out of his seat, no longer able to keep his smile. “YOU CAN’T EVEN TAKE CARE OF YOUR FAMILY!” he screams.

Orion puts a hand on the arm of his chair, ready to get to his feet. But Sirius finally steps in. He motions towards him, indicating for Orion to stay seated. Calmly, he looks Isaac in the eyes.

“Your frustration is understandable,” Sirius says. “But your father is trying, and if you want to see meaningful change then you need to meet him halfway.”

His words only serve to anger Isaac even further. Breathing heavily, he glares at Sirius. “I don’t want to hear it from Orion’s lapdog!”

And with that final retort, he leaves. He slams the door behind him, leaving his father’s futile attempts at cooperation behind. It didn’t matter how hard he tried, Orion would never be on good terms with his son.