Novels by Favour Chikamma

Christina's povMelissa added the last silver hairpin to my elegant bun and took a step back, admiring her work. "Well, look at you. Some months ago, you were stomping around refusing to be a Luna, and now you're glowing with confidence."I laughed with them. The funny part was that they were right. Suddenly, I felt so sure of whatever I wanted to do and the way forward for me. I felt so sure when I said yes to Marcel a week ago.I stood in front of the mirror while smiling as I turned to observe my reflection. The formal robes felt soft against my body while the silver clasp kept the gown in place.The dress was marvelous itself—drab white shot through with silver embroidery in lacy moon patterns down the bodice and sleeves. It cinched at my waist before cascading away in airy, weightless folds. And to crown it all, a silver circle rested on my head.I looked divine. I would never know how Marcel managed to have this dress custom-made for me within a week, but I was grateful for it.

Author's povJust as the words left Pierce's mouth, a sharp pain erupted in Becca's throat. The chains around her hands tightened so much that she had to scream. Her feet hung inches above the floor, and she had never felt so powerless.On the other side, Melissa was not doing any better. Pierce curled her fingers by her side between them as though she were holding on to an unseen rope. Something about her younger sister being tortured just like she was—by their mother, no less—made Becca snap. She ignored the intense pain and cried out, "Mother, stop!"To think that this was the person they refused to give up on, the person she went through the risk of bargaining with the alpha just to reach. How naive she was.Christina found herself screaming at the pain in her expression. "What are you doing? Stop it!"Pierce only smiled, not bothering to listen to her daughter's words. "Do you think you could betray me and walk away unharmed? You chose her over me, you both, and your father. Don

Marcel's povThe air in the patio was thick with tension, as I stared at each of the four elders sitting around the table. They met my gaze expectantly, even though I figured they already knew the reason I had called for the meeting.A day ago, I let Becca and Melissa leave with Isaac, not because he wanted to take his mate away, but because they have a greater purpose to serve, speaking with Pierce.They had until today to give me an update and change the course that I knew this meeting would inevitably reach, and yet they were silent.All I got to indicate their existence was a call from Becca to tell me that they had arrived at their destination. And since then, there has been nothing. I didn't like that. If they brought bad news that their mother refused to listen to reason, I would appreciate it better.I wasn't one to go back on my words. The ultimatum had reached its end, and the council meeting would hold, and so would the war. In my head, this meeting was basically to draw as

Christina's povAll I noticed initially was the heat of the flames around me. The colors surrounding me were not blue but aggressive orange and they pervaded the entire space. Multiple screams pierced the environment similar to tones while I held my head with my hands to block the noises from entering.A heavy odor of burning fur combined with blood filled the air while the sky turned strangely into a sickly red hue. Ranges of wolves escaped in all directions while their struggling bodies produced the sounds of wounded howling. I stood in the middle of a battlefield. I sensed a presence then I turned to my side and saw a radiant figure. The figure appeared completely unfamiliar without any recognizable characteristics because its flowing garments obstructed my sight. I only understood that the figure shined silver yet this surprised me."Christina," a soft voice whispered. I turned around in a full circle, but there was no one else around me.No one but this glowing person. When I r

Christina's povMy breathing became uneven while my heart raced but the feelings had nothing to do with fear or anger. I was completely unfamiliar with the source of my sudden nervous state.I sat up, unable to sleep. For the last few minutes I had been tossing on my bed while trying to relax my mind but every attempt resulted in more tension swirling through my thoughts. What was going on?Perhaps I was worried because of Marcel. He had brushed me off when I tried to stop him from leaving. Maybe that was good since I had no idea what I was going to say to him anyway, but it hurt nonetheless.I erased some of the cold sweat from my forehead. It was extremely strange that I was sweating despite the coolness in the air. This was much more than a misunderstanding with Marcel. Something was off.Unable to bear it anymore, I pushed off my bed and rushed towards the window. Both of my sisters were still fast asleep, so I was not interrupted. When I opened the windows a thick black cloud fro

Marcel's povWithout an answer, I carefully turned my body to look at her. At that moment Christina stood with her lips slightly open as she panted irregularly. During that moment the forceful wind simply vanished but the surrounding environment remained entirely unrestful.I asked her a simple question. Since she was so hell-bent on convincing me before I even talked with Isaac, answering shouldn't be hard.But her hesitation told me everything. Christina refused to let them depart from her side. The fiery defiance showed her unwillingness to accept their leaving.I scoffed, unable to believe what was going on right now. She accused me of being heartless, of keeping them here against their will, and yet she couldn't even find the strength to do the opposite. How hypocritical of her.I turned away, deciding that I would not repeat her mistake and say something I would regret. It would be better if I just left. Just as I started to walk away, I felt her hand brush my wrist slightly, bu

Trudeau’s POV “We have to test the blood of the child. We need to know he is of our bloodline and fit to take the throne for the future.” Phil said.I could have argued that part too about how I have been the only one to lay with her since she had arrived at the pack but even I felt I would be disrespecting Audrey in a way. I believed I was the father of her child, plus the defeat in his voice gave me life. I agreed to the terms willingly. Even though I didn’t want to, it was the tradition to test for the bloodline of a child to show he was in line to take over if anything ever happened to me. “Why don’t we do that right now? I will go and bring the mother of my child and my five-day-old child. Here and here, Phil. Let this be where everything about this subject ends. After this, I do not want to hear you talk ill about Audrey or anyone else in this room. Is that understood?”Everyone gave some form of a reply from nodding to mouthing a not-very-audible yes.I took some seconds to t

Trudeau’s POVWalking through the council doors and seeing the faces of the people I have so dearly avoided for months.“One would think you had gone to join the ancestors early the way you completely deserted the table, Alpha Trudeau.” Elder Fiona announced out loud for everyone to hear. I heard it in her voice. That angst against me and the decision I made. From past encounters, I have known her to share a close bond with the shaman, and therefore his idea. Several others whispered amongst themselves as I walked by the long dull table that was placed in the center of the hall.I have watched this room shift into a jury room, back to a council room and a place to party in the past. Today, it felt like my own throne was my judgment seat as I drew it back and sat in it, looking at faces that had added a line of wrinkle and of course, the clear expressionless face from Guillemette who sat on the last seat at the end of my right hand.“Good evening, council.” I nodded to Elder Fiona in p

Audrey’s POVI never thought pain could feel this unearthing before. I could swear I was in the afterlife at some point during the operation. I thought they would tear my stomach up like I heard them whisper amongst themselves while they thought I was completely under the drug's seduction. There were moments in between where I sifted in and out of consciousness while wondering where the fuck I was. With the pain racking through my body and none of the drugs keeping them fully at bay, I was left watching the life show while wondering where this would leave me after it was all over.At a point, I had completely dissociated from the entire procedure going on between my legs. I asked myself, “How did I get here…”With no one else to answer but myself, I kept on watching. The moment the sound of my child hit my ears, life zapped back into me. I don’t know how I was able to tell it was a boy from his first cry. I could barely even see him though his body hovered over the cover clothes that

Trudeau’s POVWho paid to have my sister and Audrey killed months ago? This question took a ride back with me to the hospital. Before that, it haunted my mind while I tried to pick out the most comfortable clothes for Audrey. I recalled how she would avoid the darker clothes and stick to the lighter ones because according to her, they made her feel less hot. I understood the science of it. The rest of her things I just picked at random from flashbacks of what I have seen her use. A little bit of everything.Before embarking on the journey, I was kind of tempted to ask what the current situation was but hesitated last minute. I picked out some of her favorite flowers by the garden, again a little bit of everything.By the time I got to the hospital, the time was a few minutes past nine. I just feel the energy, the buzz. It was electric, very daunting and it was making its presence known. I was still approaching the entrance, roughly parking at a spot away from the entrance where the p

Trudeau’s POVI Can’t tell how long we waited. If you ask me, I will say it would take forever. I rose myself up and rode to the very high mountains that were the pack upstate. I needed to clear my head. There were already Elders by my door by the time I arrived first in the morning. ‘The doctors were still performing surgery ’ was the reason why I picked up and returned to the pack. After sleeping in my car and getting tired of the clothes I was wearing, I decided to leave and keep everything else secondary.“Alpha. You are back…but without the breeder.” Yousef said. An older man who was in charge of the northern territory but stepped down from his role and continued to hold a table on our council because no one in the band district knew this section better than him. I liked him, he was useful, and multiple times has he shown his usefulness. I smiled at him.“Yes, I arrived alone. She is still being taken care of by the doctor. I only came to get some necessities and go back to her.”

Trudeau’s POVShe passed out right in my arms. But she was still breathing. That was all that mattered to me. That she was still breathing.“Alpha, we need to make room for her. There is a chance that we might have to go into surgery.” The doctor tugged me by the arm gently. One looked at him and immediately let me go. I looked towards Audrey and Cynthia, they were the only familiar faces I knew here aside from Peter who has been the Lycan family doctor for as long as I can remember. I couldn’t bring myself to let her go. That would mean uncradling her head and letting her go through this alone.“I am here, Audrey. I am here!” I found myself yelling at her. I aggressively kissed her forehead. The need for her to feel my presence wherever she was deep in there was all that concerned me at the moment. I needed her to know that I was right beside her. We got out of the room after another minute or so of Cynthia trying to round us up. I just found it hard to let her go.I peeked through t