Trudeau’s POVThe meeting ended a minute ago with my head still held high as I couldn’t be challenged with my demands by any of the council members. I walked out to the back of the building where a small sit-by bench sat. I needed some time to catch up with myself. The shade above my head was a fig tree I can recall being there all of my life.All of a a sudden, I am nine years old again thinking about running away from the loneliness caused by waiting for my father behind the council building because he was having some meeting and insisted on me coming. It was part of the useless things I was forced to do as his heir. Even though I wasn’t allowed inside the building because I was too young, he wouldn’t let me hang out around kids my age. Instead, I would be forced to listen to a muffled version of his voice yelling ‘I will stand!`.I knew very few things about my father before he died and one thing that was the most stand-off-ish trait of his was his stubbornness and unwillingness to
Audrey’s POVWhen Sabrina had said she wasn’t done, I didn’t quite get what she meant and honestly, I was glad I didn’t ask because the surprise would be the reason why my jaw was currently hanging on the clean wooden board of my room.“I know It's cheating using magic to get what you want but you need to understand that you look like a beautiful garden right now.” I stare at her through the mirror looking at her with wide eyes.“Are you kidding me??” I took my eyes away from hers and looked down at the dress again.“Sabrina this is fucking amazing!” I tried to reach for the dress but something made me stop. It suddenly felt like I was wearing a delicate masterpiece. The actual real flowers that Cynthia had brought in had an amazing selection of yellow, red, and green. But placing it on the white dress with the help of fusion magic… was beyond words.“Can I touch it??” I asked her through the mirror as she stood behind me because I was way too nervous to turn in the dress to make sure
Audrey’s POV“All I hear is unwanted attention.”“Well, you kind of signed up for it the moment you became the Alpha’s breeder.” “Oh...” Once again, I recalled who I was. The drive ended some five minutes after our little conversation. The car drove to a halt, leaving my heart beating in my throat. I stared out of the window like the air was made of poison. The road split ahead into two different paths, one leading to the left through the trees and the other which seemed like a more paved path with the way the trees were properly aligned in a single file on both sides of the path creating a perfect comfort canopy from the stars of the night. Sabrina moved forward, clinging to the chair in front of her as she faced Felix. “Felix, can we get to the front of the guest house? I don’t want the attention her dress is going to get her now since it hasn’t properly begun.” “Sure.” He started the car again and slowly backed into the lane, driving through the short snake path, and before
Cassandra’s POV“You are right…the breeder is here.” I stared directly at her before stepping away from the entrance of the car so that Phil could step out too. The shaman had predicted that Trudeau would bring his breeder to the festival but I disagreed.The Trudeau I knew, along with the kind of pride he exuded, he wasn’t going to let that happen.Phil gave me a look that screamed ‘I told you so’.“He didn’t tell any of us that she was going to be here.” I felt the need to say to him because I was the beta and I felt at least I would have an idea best on the kind of move he would make.“I tell you, Trudeau might not be fit for the post of Alpha after all,” Phil said in a voice not bold enough.My mood immediately turned sinister. “Don’t you ever say that again?”“I said what I said—”“You are still attached to past glory. We are way better with Trudeau than we were with his father. He’s a tad bit more considerate and he doesn’t throw on casual genocide just because a particular grou
Audrey’s POVThankfully, the door to the key was not upstairs anymore like Sabrina swore she remembered it. It was situated downstairs along with the other identical doors I saw before we went upstairs. After another minute of her swearing that the room used to be upstairs, we got into the room and she fell on the bed. “I haven’t even started and I am already tired. I wish I could just stay here, get glazed, and sleep off. Tomorrow will always be a new day.” She said into the pillow. “Then why don’t you just do that if that’s what you want??” I asked, standing by the entrance mainly because I still hadn’t figured out how I was going to sit comfortably in the dress“Because it is easier said than done.” She sat up in one try while I was sure I would have struggled in the most embarrassing way possible before I would have been able to get it right. “You are here for appearance sake…or for whatever reason Trudeau had asked you to come. But on the other hand—which is me, I have to be
Audrey’s POV “What the hell was that…” I caught myself going into the room with my hands full after barely being able to open my door alone. Sabrina wasn’t on the bed Like I thought I would meet her.Before I could twist my head around in search of her whereabouts, the door suddenly closed behind me causing me to jump at least half a feet into the air.“You easily get scared like that?” her voice does some calming to my rapidly beating heart. Now I was confident that it wasn’t some ambush…I turned around and the lights went off.“Sabrina‼” I yelled her name, practically screaming at this point. A part of me hoped that the walls of the cabin were as thin as the walls of a motel room so that someone could come and save me from this mess.“Sabrina, you are not the Morningstar, please stop whatever this is and put the light back on.”The light came on after some seconds and her grinning face was revealed.“God I feel so bad.”“You should.” I deadpanned, falling back to the bed. I felt a
Audrey’s POV“Well….are you heading to the main grounds now or are you girls just out for some air?” I choked on a chuckle at the mention of air. It took everything in me not to push it out and make a sound—or rather, an awkward noise that would draw the attention of everyone around me.“Ah—”That’s what it sounded like. Imagine the sound of a mosquito breezing by your ear. Now amplify that sound you hear and compress it into a one-second clip, that was pretty much the sound I made trying to hold by my sudden outburst.I knew there was only one thing to next to save me and that was to cough out the rest of the funny bone. Am I bipolar?The attention I didn’t get before found me now. Sabrina and The beta who had been engaging in a sudden hush chat turned to face me. I knew because I could see both their heads turn at the same time as they watched me with concerned faces. Well, Sabrina looked concerned. The beta looked like she pitied me. I must have been the equivalent of a sick puppy
Audrey’s POVIt was as I expected but better. Way better.There were two ways I saw this going. One, either it came as a form of partying and everybody would be properly hammered by the time it was midnight when they say the moon is at its brightest and fullest. I didn’t have the proof and never felt any different during the full moon anytime in the past.Every time I look back at the past and think about how there were many more ways I could have lived through and experienced it. But it was clear I wasn’t the lucky one, I had heard and experienced it too many times.My attention was taken to the side of the reverse hill ground. They seemed to be another crowd taking interest in something that was going on there. When Guillemette mentioned it was a huge ground that went lower as it neared the center, I thought about it just being a shallow ground but standing at the edge of it, I realized his explanation was a more humble version of what was before me. Soon the little group that had c
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
Cassandra’s POV“How does it feel to be pregnant?”She had barely slipped the blunt past her lips when I decided to ask. It took her a second or two delay before she began coughing up the smoke. I shook my head, not enough to get noticed but still showing a little bit of disappointment at her level of predictability and I haven’t even spent that much time with her.She looked up at me as if contemplating what her next reply was supposed to be. She kept staring at me and I stared back at her. Something in my expression should have told her I knew exactly what I was talking about and she didn’t have to lie. Eventually, she conceded. Her eyes fell to the ground. Good girl…“Yeah no, I don’t know. I don’t know what’s going on for now. I don’t even think I want to be pregnant right now…I am sure that is not what the pack would want.” She said, staring down at her fingers.“Hey…” I touched her shoulder, studying her reaction to know if I could move further. She didn’t seem bothered by it. Y
Audrey’s POVI wasn’t supposed to be out. I mean outside here in public. Inside the hall would have been safer in Trudeau’s opinion but I was tired of the loud music, the dancing, and the increased popularity. Plus, I was moving around with the consciousness of anyone who could tell I was pregnant. At times I would find myself looking at an unclear reflection of myself and my heart would skip thinking I had a bump shooting out of my tummy. I should know better that pregnancy doesn’t work like that.So I was outside smoking a joint under a tree instead of trying to fit in with everyone inside. Heck…I don’t even dance. That’s the problem. Or part of it rather.“Tired already?” Cassandra’s voice never failed to take away all of the peace I had every time she showed up unannounced, which was beginning to happen a little too often for my liking. There was a time when we barely ran into each other. It is scary that that is what I would refer to as a good time right now. She made herself vis
Audrey’s POVYou may be wondering why I had to jump back on the bed a second before I heard Trudeau slam something on the wall before yelling through the house with frustration.“Fuck!”I sat back up on the bed, looking for an excuse, anything to come out without sounding like I had been awake for a while. So I went into the bathroom, dabbing my face with a moistened clean towel, making sure to make me look kind of messy before I walked out of the room with the stray in my hands. My room was one of the few rooms on the downstairs floor and it emptied into a corridor which in turn showed the way to the living room.There he was, lying on a chair with the frustration of the world evident on his face. I dropped the tray on the closest flat surface I could find. It was never really my main mission to begin with. I got closer to him, subconsciously being careful of my every step as I didn’t want to piss him off by being too loud knowing how sensitive he got whenever things got too loud aro