Nobela ni Blue

Emily's POV “You’re sure?” he asked, voice hoarse.“I am.”He pressed his forehead to mine. “Emily, you’ve already given me so much. But this… this is everything.”We stood there for a long time, wrapped in silence and a joy too sacred to speak of. Then he kissed me—tender and slow, reverent like he was kissing the future itself.When we pulled apart, I took his hand and placed it over my belly. “We’re going to raise her in a world better than the one we inherited.”He nodded, jaw set with purpose. “We’ll protect her, always.”“No,” I said, smiling faintly. “We’ll *prepare* her. She’s not meant to be shielded. She’s meant to lead.”He blinked, and I knew he understood.I wasn't just thinking of names or lullabies. I was thinking of legacy. Of laws that needed changing. Of villages still recovering. Of the young females in our pack who would need to see their Alpha not just as a ruler, but as a mother forging a new path.I spent the following days drawing plans for education, for heal

Emily's POV I had started walking more, slower than I was used to, often with Melissa at my side. She kept teasing me about how I still looked like a warrior even in a maternity cloak. I told her it was because I was one — just one with a new battlefield to navigate.Fayne had become… quieter, but not distant. Protective, without being overbearing. He spoke to the pack more now, taking some weight from my shoulders. He was patient with me — patient when I snapped for no reason, patient when I cried without warning, and patient when I needed silence instead of comfort.In the mornings, he would leave flowers by my bedside — wild ones, not arranged, just gathered. I never asked where he found them, but I always knew they were from him.One evening, as I sat on the balcony that overlooked the training grounds, I felt a soft movement beneath my ribs. A flutter — then a stronger nudge.My hand flew to my belly.The baby had kicked.The realization hit me like a storm of light, and my brea

Emily's POV The council hall was filled with tension as sharp as steel.Allies, former rivals, uncertain observers — they were all gathered here in Galahad’s chamber of unity, carved from ancient stone and lit with braziers that crackled like beating hearts. My pack members stood tall behind me, their loyalty etched into the ground beneath them. My brothers were given space at the central table, not as intruders but as guests with something to prove.I stood at the head, the stone beneath my feet warmed by the morning sun spilling through the high windows.“This council,” I began, voice strong and unwavering, “is not merely a conversation. It is history in the making.”Fayne was at my side, silent but fierce. I could feel the weight of his gaze steadying mine. The pregnancy had brought a new rhythm to my days—more caution, more thought—but it hadn’t taken my fire. It had only stoked it.My first brother stepped forward first.“I am not here to ask for forgiveness for Matteo,” he said

Emily's POV The air was different that morning—lighter, less tense. Still, I couldn’t shake the tightness in my chest as I opened the sealed parchment that had arrived with the morning courier. The wax bore the mark of the Donovan bloodline, but not Matteo’s. This was from my other brothers. The ones who hadn’t raised swords against me. Not yet, at least.Fayne sat across from me in the war room, arms crossed as I read silently, lips pressed into a thin line.Dearest Emily,We write not in conflict but in the hope of healing.The death of our father has opened a wound in the Donovan name, but for the first time, we find space to breathe, to think beyond his shadow. You have proved yourself more than just Alpha of Galahad. You’ve proved your strength in the face of betrayal, your wisdom in war, and your restraint in moments when blood would have been easier than peace.*We do not wish to be your enemies. Not anymore.Let us meet. Let us speak not of territories and legacies, but of so

Emily's POV Later That Night – War RoomFayne was already there when I burst in. His face turned sharply toward me, sensing my fury before I spoke.“There’s a tunnel under my chambers,” I told him, holding up the dagger. “It’s how Lucien got in. I found this at the end of it.”Fayne took the blade gently from my hand, reading the name carved in the metal.“Matteo,” he clenched his teeth.“Yes. And if my brother’s been using it… it means someone in Galahad helped him.”Fayne’s face darkened. “Joren mentioned someone—someone higher up. They called him ‘The Watcher.’ Said they were orchestrating something from within.”My knees nearly buckled. The Watcher..My blood whispered with dread. I didn’t know who they were—but I would find out.Fayne stepped closer, his hand brushing mine. “We’re being gutted from the inside.”I nodded, throat tight.“They’ll regret underestimating me,” I said. “I’ll tear them from this pack one by one.”Even if it had to be carved from the bones of a broken pas

Emily's POV Dawn broke over Galahad like a sigh of relief—gold light bleeding through the shattered remnants of war. The air still smelled of smoke and blood, and the ground outside the pack house was carved with claw marks, ash, and sorrow. We had survived.But we had not emerged unscathed.I stood before the remaining pack members in the central courtyard. Healers moved quietly among the injured. Warriors, some still bleeding, knelt beside the bodies of their fallen. I felt their eyes on me as I stepped forward—not as their Alpha, but as someone who bled alongside them.“We lost too many,” I began, my voice steady, though my heart throbbed behind each word. “But we are not broken. We are not done. Galahad still stands.”A low ripple of voices answered me, like the beginning of thunder.“Our enemies came into our walls,” I continued. “Not through strength. Not through skill. But through betrayal.”That silenced them.I looked at Fayne, who stood at the edge of the gathering with his

Amelia's POVThe look on the strange man's face was seriously freaking me out. He was looking at me like I was a ring at the jeweller's store that he wanted to steal, shove into his pocket, and run away with it.I took one step backwards, then another, only for him to step closer."Come on, princess. Don't be like that," he said, still smiling.I wished he would stop already. He didn't look like the sort of person I could outrun.I continued to move back, secretly looking around for anything I could use as a weapon."I think you've got me confused with someone else," I said, just to buy time.But his expression twisted at that.Suddenly, I wanted him to go back to wearing his smile, creepy as it had been. Because that was ages better than him looking angry. Forget angry, he looked like he was going to murder me and keep my head in his basement as a trophy."You wear a hoodie and you think that will stop me from recognizing you?" he snarled.He moved faster than I expected, and next I

Chapter NineAmelia's POVAfter the drama that went down yesterday night, one would think that I would stay at home tonight.One would be wrong, because by ten that night I was already back on the streets of the city. I had something very important to do.I walked for a while, drinking in the liveliness of the place from beneath my hood, before flagging down a taxi."Where to?" the driver said."Downtown," I replied, tugging my hood further down.I didn't miss the look he shot at me through the rearview mirror. He probably thought I was crazy. Nobody from this city willingly went downtown, where I used to live.Thankfully, he didn't ask any questions.I leaned back as the car took off, letting the cold wind rushing in through the window wash over me. Just as well, since nervousness was making me sweat.When he dropped me off at Nancy's neighborhood, I paid with my head down and hurried over to her apartment.It was hard to believe that I hadn't called my best friend to let her know ev

Amelia's POV"You have a lot of nerve asking me that," I retorted. "If you don't like beer showers, you shouldn't go around groping women, you disgusting pervert!"He looked at me like I was an insane person spouting rubbish."What are you talking about?" he asked."Don't try to play dumb," I snapped. "Or are you going to claim it was an accident? Well, it didn't feel that way to me!"His gaze swept over me from head to toe, like I was something he scraped off the bottom of his shoe."I didn't touch you," he hissed. "I didn't even see you. What are you, desperate for attention?""Don't you dare talk to me like that!" I yelled.Heads were turning our way, and a crowd was starting to gather, but I didn't care. I just wanted to descend on this asshole and claw his annoying face off."You were rude to me first!" he snapped."You expect politeness when you groped me?" I demanded.The nerve of this man!"I'm telling you, I didn't!" he replied. "You don't even know for sure that it was

Amelia's POV"It's no use, Miss Domitia. They won't do anything."Those words wouldn't leave my head as I walked down the streets of the city, pulling my hood down to hide my face better.Of course I had snuck out of the Domitia mansion. Staying in that madhouse for even a second longer would have driven me insane. I needed to find somewhere quiet and secluded where I could call Isabella without being overheard.I needed explanations now more than ever.According to Daisy, Jeremy was my weird foster brother. He was always cooped up in his room, he had no friends, and he hardly ever stepped out of the house. Also, his favorite hobby seemed to be bugging my room and spying on everything I said.That's some messed up stuff.From the sound of things, that dude shouldn't be at the Domitia mansion. He should be at a facility for the mentally ill.Daisy had also told me about how Isabella repeatedly reported the spying to her parents, but they refused to do anything about it. Talk about lous

Amelia's POV"What?" I blurted out.Could these people even hear what they were saying? Had their impending poverty fried their brains or something?"Isabella—" Mrs Domitia began."Let me get this straight," I cut in, ignoring the glare that earned me. "You want me to go to a man I've never met and don't really know, and who hasn't met me either and doesn't know me, and somehow make him fall in love with me? Not just that, but we all know he doesn't believe in love, yet I'm supposed to sweep him off his feet anyway, and make him love me enough to marry me before the year ends. What do you think this is, Cinderella? Scratch that, even Cinderella had a better chance.""Isabella—"I didn't know which one of them had called me, and I didn't care. I was pacing from one end of the room to the other, my voice raised in complaint."Do you think I'm going to be the first woman who has tried this? Do you think you're the first to come up with this kind of insane idea? All the others failed! You

Amelia's POVMrs Domitia and her husband were still yelling at me, but I could barely hear anything. Everything was muffled like I was underwater, and my ears were filled with white noise.The Domitia family's business was failing.The family was going bankrupt.My dreams of living in luxury for the rest of my life had turned into a nightmare. I thought I was leaving my unfortunate life behind, but all I had done was walk right into another billionaire family that was going bankrupt just like my family did.How could this happen to me again? I thought, already panicking."Isabella!" Mrs Domitia yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Are you even listening to us? You disgraceful child, you don't actually feel sorry for what you did, do you? You don't realize the damage you've caused for this family!"I didn't do this, I thought with frustration. It wasn't me, I'm also a victim here. That was when it hit me. Isabella, a spoilt heiress raised in a wealthy family, had suddenly decided

Later that day**It was 8 pm, and my bedtime was 9 pm, while I knew Maximilian's bedtime was around midnight.If I had slept before then, I could say that his bedtime was way too late for me. By then, he wouldn't know anything. He could even forget about the absurd promise I made.With that thought, I headed to the bathroom and did my skincare routine, brushed, and took a wet shower.Then I went to my bed and tucked myself in. An unknown fact about me as I preferred to sleep naked.I always went to Maximilian, so it wasn't like he would know about it. That was why the nighttime was always my favorite.A time for Just me.I sighed and let the breeze caress my fresh skin. I breathed in and out intentionally— Reminding myself to be still in my body. It was all going to be alright. I could go back home as soon as I got rid of Maximilian.I was brought up in an orphanage, but there was this boy I was close to. I saw him as a y

“Max— Babe.” I corrected.I couldn't have yesterday repeat itself. If he wanted endearments, I would just give it to him.“Enter.”I sighed and straightened my posture before opening the door.Maximilian was sitting in front of the mirror, brushing his hair.My mind flashed back to what happened last night but I quickly dismissed it as I closed the door. I placed the tray on the comfy bed and poured the content of the water in the glass cup. I walked over to Maximilian and placed the cup on the table.“How was your hunt, darling?”I instinctively grabbed the brush from his hand and started brushing through his long luxurious tresses.“I discovered that the vampire who attacked you was one of Felix's men. I know you like Felix but—”“—If you distrust Felix because his disobedient man tried to kil

“You came.” Daya said surprisingly as I walked into the dining room. The table was so scanty that I could count how many there was. Two minus me and Daya. “Aren't there like sixteen people in the house?” “Most of the guards prefer to eat outside and most of the maids eat in their rooms. It's only me, little axel and Gloria.” I looked at the two little toddlers surprisingly. “Why? Are those kids yours?” Daya cheeks turned pink and she blinked shyly. “No way! I'm still a virgin waiting on my special someone.” I chuckled at how cute she was. It was pretty wild for someone as attractive as her to be a virgin. “I can pop your cherry if you'd like.” I winked and Daya cheeks turned a brighter shade of red and she stared back at her feet while scratching the side of her neck nervously. “So whose kids are they?” I asked while walking towards

“Nice night?” Jacob asked with a smirk. “Yes. It's not everyday the Lord leaves the house after all.” I shrugged. “That's not what I meant but okay.” said Jacob. “What did you mean then, Jacob?” Bosvana asked. “Nothing.” He shrugged. “By the way, I'm going to eat breakfast with everyone today.” Helen gasped horrifically, her fingers tangled in her dark healthy hair. “You never do that!” “I know. That's why I'm going to. In this mansion, we only have us.” Bosvana scoffed, “Why are you suddenly talking like that. Are you going to die or something?” “You are talking as if we don't overthink whether we can live or not anytime we make a mistake in front of Maximilian.” Bosvana rolled her eyes and leaned against Jacob's shoulder as he served the rice. “Oh stop trying to be like us so bad! You're different. No matter what you do, th

“Actually no. I've been here for a while but I never get the chance to speak to you because it seems you're always engaged but I understand.. it's not easy for you.” “Well then.. I'll see you later, Daya.” Daya nodded and watched as I climbed up the stairs. I went to Maximilian's office but he wasn't there so I decided to go to his room. That was a risky move but I didn't care. I wanted to know what he was thinking. Did he hear my conversation with the vampire? If he did I was doomed. Maximilian's chambers was a forbidden part of the mansion and now I was going there.. With a deep inhale and exhale I was able to relax my mind. I walked further down the hall and when I reached the front of his bed room door, I froze. What if he was actually in a bad mood right now, going in would actually kill me. No wonder Daya wanted to escort me here. Maximilian was actually pissed. But I co

“Are you okay, Cyra? The master did not look happy.” Helen asked with concern on her face. Jacob was however checking my body for any injuries, from the distance “Didn't you say you would only go to the beach? Why did you get attacked?” Said Bosvana “The Lord says not to worry. For precaution, do not leave the mansion unless you get orders.” Bosvana sighed. “I'm glad you're alive.” “It's fine.” I dismissed, “He wasn't strong enough to hurt me.” “Right.” Jacob intervened, “You are a vampire as well.” “I think it's about time I learnt some self defense skills.” “Really? What about the ones I taught you a few years ago. You said you'd try the techniques on the Lord and how did that turn out?” My cheeks instantly went hot. “I underestimated the Lord's strength but the vampire I bumped into today was less. You could even take him down, Jacob. All Maxim

Emily’s POV He looked so pathetic in that chair. Jacob—once towering, once terrifying, once the name whispered with reverence throughout the lands—now hunched over a desk like a frightened scribe. His hand trembled as he dipped the quill into ink, smearing black across the edge of the parchment. Sweat beaded on his forehead, lips pressed tight in pain. The poison had settled into his bones by now. It wouldn’t kill him quickly. That would’ve been too kind. I leaned against the cold stone wall, arms folded, and said nothing as he scrawled the final sentence. “…and with this letter, I hereby declare Emily Aldane as the rightful Alpha of Galahad Pack, worthy of your allegiance, worthy of your fear.” He paused. Then, begrudgingly, signed his name. Jacob. I stepped forward slowly, the sound of my boots echoing through the silent chamber. The guard at the door stiffened at my presence. “Send them,” I ordered. “Now.” The guard took the sealed letters with a nod and hurried off into

“I'll help you find proof.” Karina said, interupting my thoughts.“Huh?” I turned to face her.“Why? Didn't you say..”“I said I had no intentions of being friends with you after the problem is solved but we can still work together for now. You'll need all the help you can get.”She was right.“So.. can you bring me my phone from my mother's cabin, I need to contact my husband and makes sure he knows I'm safe—”“—Blah blah blah,” Karina said. “I won't be helping you do that because we're not close!”I knew but I still wanted to give a shot. I didn't want Armin to worry about me or rush down and create a scene but I also knew better than to try and urge Karina.She was a straight forward person, there was no changing her mind.“So what do I do now?” I wasn't sure.My approach to solving issues was barging into the situation and pulling it by the horn but I knew I had to craft out a strong plan and be pragmatic like Armin in his approach.“I'd tell you to go immediately to the building

Second day after the blood full moon**When I opened my eyes, I was in a cave and it felt warm and cozy.Before I fell unconscious I was on the mountain, cold and half dead.I immediately stood up from the mat I was laying on and heard a voice behind me say. “Don't move!”I turned around and was beyond shocked to see Karina. We stopped talking about two years ago. It was beyond shocking that she saved me.“You saved me?” I voiced, very grateful that I didn't die. Armin would be so pissed if I died so pathetically.“Yes, it's not like you'd die due to a fall anyways. Look at you, you're perfectly fine now.”I swung my arms and moved my feet. They felt great but a bit heavy.Werewolves had the great ability to heal quickly. Of course, I was no exception.I looked at my ring finger, the one Firdaus twisted. It kinda hurt.I moved it back to it's proper place and it made a crack sound.Karina winced and looked at me irritatedly, “Does that not hurt?”I looked at her briefly, “It does.”Ka

I immediately opened my eyes and soon realized it wasn't a mistake when I saw a pair of red eyes glaring down at me.My heart thumped in my chest.She'd found me.Fidaurs was here.“Sister,” I said, feeling goosebumps engulf my skin as I looked into her wild eyes that glowed bright red, the exact red of the moon.For four years, she'd locked herself on the first floor of the mansion, indulging herself in paperwork and never showing her face to me or anyone else.This was not without a reason.Four years ago, she realized Felix was her mate but he rejected her for me since then, she never showed her face.We were only a few that knew about this issue so we easily brushed it under the carpet. But two years ago, I killed Felix. She didn't show her face then either but I knew she'd be hurt.But she said a word to my father once. When she came out of the little cage she'd created around herself, she'd either move on from the past or take revenge.Judging from the rage in her eyes I knew sh

“Where are you my children?” Mother asked so sweetly. She took everyone as her children and many wished she were their real nother while others resented me for it.The kids came out their hiding place behind the tall pillars and Mother laughed so brightly as though she didn't sense their presence before.She was so pure and wholesome.“Mother we've put senior's luggages inside.”“Oh! That's just perfect, thank you my babies.”“Mother will you read us a story tonight?”“No. Today I'd like to spend time with my daughter, Jasmine.”I smiled back at her.“Very well then, we'll come back tomorrow.”“You're always welcome to White cottage.”The kids ran off, leaving me with my mother.“White cottage?” I asked. It sounded cheesy.“It's the name I gave my little abound. The name has been existing for years, everyone knows about it.”Except me.“Oh,” I said. “Let me prepare water for your bath.”“Okay,” I didn't reject her anymore.She entered a corner of the house while I waited outside, enj

“Where's my father?” I asked as Jasper dragged my luggages behind him lazily.“Hunting. Don't you remember what today is? If not for today's ceremony, many of our pack members would come out to greet you.”Right. April twenty two. By midnight, a new moon would emerge.The blood moon. The moon at the time would enhance our innate abilities, it was also the times wolves tended to lose control of themselves.Finding your mate by this time could be thrilling and some girls fantasised about it because of the sex. I shook my head at it. The teenager read too many werewolves fanfiction these days it was messing up with their brains.Rough sex wasn't healthy and shouldn't be glorified.Look who's talking. I heard my wolf criticize.I looked at the huge mansion in front of me, where I used to live.I sniffed the air then walked past it. Surprised, Jasper followed after me yelling, “Aren't you going to your house? This is the perfect time to settle in so you don't deal with questions..”I tur