Chapter 16…… The sounds of wolf howling echoed throughout the dark woods, breaking through the loud noise of thunder and rain roars, and showing the dominance of the nature’s controller. The moon was not full back then, and the night was so sooty and risky, yet a white wolf roamed around the forest, searching for his missing. The domineering wolf seemed furious and insane, as he checked every single small corner to find his missing, for two straight days. He searched at the doors, around the villa, in the forest, in the cottage and within the trees but found her nowhere. It had been two days and two nights being in his wolf form and searching unstoppable. Hearing her wailing, crying, calling for his name, soft breaths, and fading heartbeats, his claws led him to the front of the large bay. He stood there for a couple of seconds, as the silver thunder lit up and reflected his white coat of fur. He shined in his place like a screen of snow, or even whiter, then sniffed and
Chapter 17…… His eyes focused on his enemy’s as they reflected the red fire in the lantern; he looked like Satan emerging out of the hell’s depths. He mesmerized his dread gaze at his most hated creature, on the other hand, the man collapsed on his legs as he screamed: “MASTER!!!! IT IS A WOLF!!!!” Hurriedly, the men rushed at the site and witnessed the dread looks of the prince of wolves! The white one! His beastly looks, his wild posture, his powerful aura and his hellish gaze blinded them from looking at Lydia’s body. He had surely controlled their spirits and breaths. Then, all of sudden, the master stared the whole sight and yelled: “LYDIA!!!!! That’s my daughter!!!!” “Oh my god, this is lady Lydia!” yelled a man. “What have you done for her, beast??? Do you think you monsters can take my wife and my daughter, too????” The white wolf revealed his hungry fangs and wore the fighting posture. He was ready to protect her even if it meant killing them. He had
Chapter 18…… “Why is she still alive??” thought Mrs. Lanchester. For several moments she stood unmoving as she was drowning in her own fear, then she said: “We… Welcome, honey! Lo… long time… I… I… miss…” “Why is Lydia in such a condition??” yelled Mr. Lanchester “I told you to take care of her, so what happened???” “Ahh…. Ly… Lydia… My daughter… She went out on her own… I… I didn’t notice…” Her attempt to kill her failed, yet she couldn’t find any excuse to tell her husband. She had always hated Lydia, because she was the reason her husband did not love her. Then, she rolled her eyes, then approached her husband slowly and seductively, and laid her head on his arm as her eyes teared and misted. “Get away, liar!!” he yelled as he pushed her away and took Lydia into her room. Anger burned hot in his guts as he witnessed his beloved daughter in such a miserable condition. He could kill a person. His head felt dizzy and his face felt hot. He clenched h
Chapter 19…… “Eugene…” she murmured “Eugene… Eugene…” After five days of sleeping, Mr. Lanchester opened his eyes hearing Lydia’s soft words. Her fatherly eyes stared at her pale face and tired fine lines. Her sluggish eyes slightly opened, and a blurred image welcomed her after a long time of fear and loneliness. Gradually, images started to appear and voices echoed in her ears. “Father…” she murmured “Eh? Wha… What happened…” “Lydia!” cried Mr. Lanchester, as he pushed his body onto Lydia’s, wrapped his arms around her and combed her hair with his fingers. He smelled her deeply and remembered her deceased mother, then tears made their way out of his eyes down his cheeks. Tears escaped his eyes like uncontrollable dam; he was frightened that he might lose his beloved daughter. “Father…” cried Lydia as she hugged his neck and tossed her head into his bosom. It was a warmth that she had not felt long ago. She missed his voice, his warmth, his hugs and
Chapter 20…… “The maid told me everything.” He stated with serious eyes. Lydia stared at him with a shock. Her eyes opened widely as tears pooled in her eyelids. She could not believe that finally he knew… He knew her pain… He knew her misery… He knew her tyranny… She was confused… She wanted to scream… Tears slicked on her silky cheeks and split into three ways. She poured salty water as her lips quivered and her hands shook. She took a deep breath and cried loudly: “I didn’t steal the necklace… I did not hurt Sofia… I did not do anything wrong…” “Lydia…” murmured Mr. Lanchester, in a shock. “Why is it always me??? Why do I get punished?? What have I done wrong??? How have I hurt them??? I can’t bear it anymore!!! It was cold!! It was scary!!! Father!!!! I can’t bear it anymore! I want mommy!!! I want mommy back!!! I can’t bear it… I can’t… I am scared………” Tears escaped her eyes like a damp, her eyes turned red and flaming, her hands covered her face and h
Chapter 21…… “Eugene…” she called loudly “Eugene!!! Where are you??!” Wearing her long apron and covering her bandaged hands, Lydia searched for Eugene within the walled forest. She knew he was not far, since there was no escape route, yet she was afraid that he might have been hurt. Lydia could remember most of last night’s events. She could remember that Eugene, her hero, was the only ne who searched for her and saver her from the coldness and loneliness. She could feel his comfy fur warming her, and could remember his powerful body holding her on his back. “Eugene!! Eugene!!” she yelled “It is me!! Lydia!!! Where are you, idiot??? I know you are around, so answer me!!! Eugene!” His odd silence worried her, as she imagined that he might be hurt or even… Dead…. Could her father’s men have killed him? That night, when they found her, they might have shot him and thrown his body away. Lydia’s heart started to ache and her legs to tremble. She was cold, tired,
Chapter 21.5……(Flashback) The gardens began to brighten a bit when the storm clouds moved away from the moon and the moon casted its rays above them. Between her foggy vision of her misty eyes, she was able to look at her attacker. She stared at him, astonished at who she was seeing. Too shocked to speak. He was not a man any woman could encounter. A rare gem for the eye. Before she could utter any word, she heard a voice emitting from the end of the way. Many footsteps caused a ruckus around, and she knew that people were searching for him. Probably his servants. They were in a rush as they called for him all over the area. Their faces were tinted with worry and concerns for him, as he was an important man and a celebrity that would never touch any random woman. “Master Eugene!” yelled a servant from a way as he spotted him. “MASTER EUGENE!!!!” “Master Eugene…” she murmured in a shock. She could never believe what her ears heard. Was he really master Eugene??
Chapter 21.5.2…… The maid grabbed Noelle’s hand and drug her to where the royals were standing, talking with the royal wolves. She cleared her throat and smiled expectantly. "Oh, my apologies, girls!" the announcer exclaimed. "Let me introduce you. King Orsand, Prince Eugene, the ones you serve wholeheartedly. And you know, today the prince will be an adult!” Both of the girls dipped into low curtsies as the two men looked them over. "Happy birthday, prince Eugene.” The maid said, while Noelle kept silent as she was scared. "It is very lovely meeting the both of you.” That was when Noelle felt it. It was not strong, but it was there, again. Something. She looked up into the face of the prince and saw him staring intently at her. His gaze was focused and mesmerized, he did not have the initiative to turn around, and it was in front of everyone. How could the prince stare at a maid intimately like that?? Her heart skipped a beat, a tingling sensation started in