EMAL'S POV
Still in school, Blake tilts my head up forcefully and asks me to stand up. I resist with hope that the teacher would come in soon.Though the presence of a teacher would mean nothing, it's better as it will serve as a distraction to the whole class entirely. I raise my hand up glancing at my wristwatch and sigh inwardly."It's time for the teacher to be in class already. What's taking him or her so long?""Are you waiting for someone? The teacher?" Blake asks mockingly."I think someone should tell the absentee that the teacher would not be coming anytime soon." Blake says while still holding my face and facing the class. Another giggle and round of laughter resounds in the class."What was I waiting for in the first place?" I ask no one but myself."Can you please go back to your seat? This is my territory and I didn't cross the line." I say hoping he would just desist from his evil plans and leave me to myself. Well, it turned out to be just hope."What did you say? Your territory? Who owns this place you're sitting? I'm in control of this whole class and I can do whatever I like with it and to the people in it." he punches my shoulder continuously in an unpainful but irritating way."Now stand up," he orders, expecting me to obey him like a tamed dog. Well, you can say I am one because I immediately stand up for fear of getting on his bad side."Good, that's how you do it. I give orders and you obey without a second thought." he almost spits on my face making me begin to get impatient and angry. Yet, I didn't do a thing.Everyone in the class laughs and makes fun of me making me feel sad. Blake sees this and holds my fist, punching himself on the chest with my hand."Wow, you can get angry too? Then hit me, hit me, hit me if you dare, hit me!"Still, I didn't do anything and just stand there full of embarrassment in front of my classmates. Both the human and the wolves among them make jest of me greatly."You see, you can't do anything and you're nothing but a coward. Coward! What future Alpha are you? Your dad must be silly for thinking you could be the next Alpha. What a dreamy family."And that is it, his words anger me to the core and that turns the point of no return for me. I raise my face glaring at him. I can feel my eyes change because everyone gasps at the current sight of me but I don't care.I ball my fist and punch Blake in the face. How dare he call my father just anyhow? Saying my father is silly got me mad and I feel like tearing him apart. If only I can do so."What audacity?" he wants to intimidate me but I'm angrier than he ever expects. He punches my lips and my lips begin to bleed after feeling a slight pain.The sight of my blood only angers me the more and I can't stand it again. I rush several blows at him and he also rushes blows at me. We roll on the floor, stand up, hit each other, and send several continuous blows at each other.The whole class is turned upside down as everyone moves far away from us, cheering Blake on. Then, I begin to feel tired. Blake isn't anywhere near tired as he's got the strength.Given that we are in class, Blake didn't change into his wolf which saves me from getting injured by his strongest form. Else, I have no idea what would become of me"What's going on here?" a thick voice yells and everything goes silent. With that, I feel relieved. Though, I can't tell whose voice it is since I wasn't paying attention to it, I can tell it is someone with authority."What's going on here?." the question is repeated and immediately, Luke, one of Blake's friends begins to speak saying I started it first and I'm at fault. To back it up, they show the authority a video of what happened.Truth to be told, I punch Blake first but I am not at fault in any way. If he hadn't provoked me, I wouldn't have laid a finger on him. I didn't defend myself as the authority stares at me due to the great pain that seep through my body. I stare back instead.Apparently, I know what's next. I will have to go to the detention room for the whole day to serve as punishment and I simply go ahead without complaint or being told.Silently, I pray for a miracle. I imagine myself suddenly getting strong and getting back at Blake, defeating him in public, and showing him that I'm more than capable to be the next Alpha.I make attempt to feel my powers and see if I can make use of it but I feel nothing. Dejectedly, I sit at a corner of the room and curl myself up, leaning my back on the wall.**UNKNOWN POVLord Forlock College has always been my dream school and I have always wished to attend the school but never had the chance not until I received a sponsorship from. one of the philanthropists in Alacia.I'm currently sixteen and I live with my grandma. We're poor and sometimes find it difficult to fill our bellies. After I luckily met the philanthropist who helped me with my educational dreams, he also helped me and my grandma settle down in an environment better than where we lived but I never let my grandma know how I got help.Instead, I told her I got the money from the petty job I did before gaining admission into my dream college. Today is my first day at school and I am very anxious.For the first time in my entire life, I will be meeting so many people whom I know nothing of and nothing of their character. Never have I associated with so many people as I've always been refrained from mingling with others. As far as I can remember, it should be right from when I was a baby.I dressed early for school and boarded the first morning bus for school students. Luckily, I wasn't late. I got to the gate of the big school and looked up at the sky. Silently, I muttered a short prayer hoping for a good day.I entered the school and was directed by the security at the gate to where my class would be. As smart as I am, I had no difficulty in finding it. To my advantage, no one noticed me and I was grateful for that.I took a vacant seat on the right side of the class and silently observed what others were doing. They seemed to be nice people at first until a boy comes in. From the way he looks, he should be my age mate.He's tall and handsome with no expression on his face."What an angel!" I screamed in my mind at the sight of his beauty.He didn't even take a look at anyone and bounces to another vacant seat at the rear of the class."So arrogant." I hiss lightly. How could he not speak to them since they were classmates? Not long after he sat down, another boy marches toward him and I focus my attention on them. He says something to the handsome boy which I didn't hear. Suddenly, everyone in the class starts laughing."What's funny?" I want to ask but keep mute."Hit me, hit me......" I hear the words clearly this time and it dawn on me that the boy is being bullied."What's wrong with him? Is he a fool? Can't he fight back?" I blame the handsome boy until I see him punch the other boy in the face."Yes, that's the spirit." I cheer him inaudibly. It seems like I am the only one who is cheering him on. Strange! But I don't care. I'm not a fan of fights, neither am I an advocate of bullies and injustice. I want to assist the boy when the fight between them intensifies, however I stop myself."For heaven's sake, I'm still new in the school and I can't meddle into the matter just anyhow."No one is doing anything and the boy seems to be in pain as he can't stand the blows of the other. I stand up and leave the class for what seems like a staff room and I report the incident hoping for them to save the boy.When the teacher finally enters, the surprising thing is that the handsome boy got sent out of the class and the bully himself remained in class. What injustice!I couldn't say anything and remained in my seat."After all, Lord Forlock might not be how I thought it is."EMAL'S POVThe detention room gradually gets darker as it is already evening and the dark clouds are fast covering up the bright sky. It seems like everyone forgot me here. If I have some powers, I would break through the iron lock guarding the room.Right now, I can't reach out to anyone neither can I mind-link Matilda. I sigh and sit back on the floor gazing at the door at every passing second. Minutes passed already and I begin to lost hope until I hear footsteps, feet away. The steps are quick and getting closer. My face brightened up when I saw my sister. At least, she never forgets me for so long.Indeed, she's the only one that treats me well and I have no doubt about it. "Emal,” she ran to me and passed me a bottle of water from her bag."After drinking to my fill and recovering from exhaustion, we head out of the school. On our way back home, we both remain silent."I'm sorry." she breaks the silence and I tilt my head up to look at her face. "Why are you saying sorry?" I ask
EMAL'S POVThe cool breeze brushes past my cheeks and I slowly open my eyes. The dark clouds in the sky begins to brighten as the sky gradually become blue. I stretch my body and feel something roll down my exposed skin. Touching my body, it is a liquid. No doubt it is water. The fresh morning dew that falls from the sky at dawn. Letting out a huge sigh, I feel calm and strangely good. Taking another long glance at where I am, I recall the events of the past day.I had sadly slept at the lakeside overnight. Now, it's dawn and the sun will rise anytime from now. Gathering up my strength, I stand up from the ground and dust the silty sand away from my clothes. Turning my back at the river, I face the castle's direction pondering on what my next step should be. I'm definitely not ready to see anyone at the moment. Especially not anyone from the pack. It's too early for me to be ridiculed again.Taking a few steps forward with me trying to decide on where to go, my stomach grumbles and i
EMAL'S POVI pick up my pace, walking as fast as I can to school. I wouldn't like to be the center of attraction again after what happened yesterday.I finally get to school quite not long and sneak into my class without anyone noticing. We all settle down, awaiting the teacher. If at all one would make his or her presence."How was the game yesterday? Who won?" one of Blake's minions comes to taunt me in my seat. Not again today. I swallow hard on nothing.I don't know what I bought from them without paying for them to act like this towards me. It's not a new thing to be bullied by my fellow pack members. But I feel depressed and sometimes wish things would change overnight.I open my slouch bag, picking up a book from it. I badly need to ignore them and to do that, I need something to ward their taunts off my mind. I ransack the lower part of my bag for a pencil, and finally see it in the folded part of my item."Hey Alpha?" he mocks again. "No, should I say future Alpha? Alpha-to-be
LILLY'S POVIt is early in the morning and luckily, I wake up at an early time. I finish my chores and cooked the left-over meal for my grandmother. I don't have to worry about filling my belly since I work in a restaurant. I can always get food there. Moreover, the restaurant owner likes me so much. He is a close neighbor of ours.My grandmother wakes up seeing me about to leave for work. I sling my old backpack across my shoulder, after making sure that my mufti is neat. I hurry to my grandma's room, and I greet her after kissing her knuckles."May your old hands be blessed, granny" I say to her as usual and she pats my hair."May you profit as you begin this day." she prays in return, thinking that I'm going to my workplace. Truly, I go to my workplace for a few hours in the morning, but go to school once it's daybreak and return to work after closing hours.I turn around to exit the house, but hears grandma's voice upon reaching the entrance. "Little One," she calls and I respond
LILY'S POVI and the weakling get to the first floor and we hide behind a big pillar when we saw some teachers talking to themselves close to the gate. I make sure all attention isn't on us, and walk towards the back gate of the school.Luckily, we get there in time and climb the fence out of the school. Like a cheetah chasing its prey, I pull myself and the weakling into a run. Straight to my abandoned house, we stop in front of the hut."That was one hell of a run," he says, gasping for breath. His blue eyes turning darker in color makes me a bit scared but it quickly changes to normal. I scoff at him and open the door of the hut."Why are we here? Why did we have to sneak out? Why are we skipping classes?" he asks."You should ask one question at a time, weakling" I yell at him. His questions are getting too much and irritating. He can just ask one after the other, why in a rush? "Weakling, huh? Is this why you brought me here? To ridicule me? It's Emal! My name is Emal!" he yells
AUTHOR'S POVAlpha Marcus sits on his throne in the throne room, going through the documents in front of him. The throne room is so beautiful and exudes a powerful aura. The golden chairs and designs with a spark of white is a beautiful sight to behold. His Beta, Master Aldrien is with him, going through the files as well as bringing up a solution to the problems of the pack at hand."How's the pack training going?" Marcus asks his Beta. He is in charge of training the pack pups strategies and improving their fighting skills and techniques. You never can tell what will happen. That has been a common slogan in the White Fur Pack. They always make sure to be prepared for anything that might happen after the tragic experience they encountered, one reason that they are the leading and most respected wolf pack in Alacia."The training is going well and surprisingly, the recently admitted pups are so good. A little training, they develop it into something bigger with greater ideas." Aldrien
EMAL'S POVI have never enjoyed a day like I'm enjoying this day. Thanks to Little Lilly. She took me to the cottage and cleaned my wounds, dressing them up neatly. I am a bit scared of the outcome of our friendship, but I want to give it a try like she said.After cleaning my wounds, I ask her why she wears a hoodie every time despite that the weather isn't so cold. She smiles at me and says that it's just a way of her keeping a low profile when she's out of her home."Isn't it bad that we're skipping school?" I ask, nervous of what might happen. This day would be my first day skipping school for a complete day, but somehow, I like it. "Hey dude, we've got to clean this place since it's going to be our little hideout" Lilly pours water into a bowl with a piece of old and tattered fabric in her hand. It's like she has this all planned out before.'Who is she?" I begin to wonder but dismiss the thought of her being someone to spy on me. For once, I feel the need to have someone to talk
ALPHA MARCUS' POVThe day has been so stressful for me. Being an Alpha King is not about authority alone. It comes with great responsibility. Taking care of the pack is one thing, and observing the welfare of the people of Alacia is another thing. I take off my royal regalia, changing into my nighties. The nighties is not just any nighties for a common being, but made of quality materials that's meant for only the royals. I'm about to retire for the night, but I just can't. Not yet. A lot of things are going through my mind and making me worried. I close my eyes, sending a message to my Beta, my best buddy and confidant. "What?" his voice replies like a roar, a muffled moan. I know it's time for him to rest, but I just need him beside me. We need to talk about the problems at hand."You're screwing a pussy?" I want to ask, but I change my mind. His voice yells me all about it, but it would be embarrassing to him. He's one sex freak who won't want to quit his pleasure session just for
EMAL'S POV Understanding Matilda’s inquisitive nature and knowing her tendency to be forthcoming, I connect the dots, realizing she must have had a reason for going over to my room in the first place. My nerves calmed a bit, knowing she was the one who entered my room and not someone else. The urge to confront her right then was eminent for me but I put myself under total and complete control. There is no cause for alarm yet. Deciding not to confront her, I opt to wait. I know quite right that Matilda’s curiosity often gets the better of her, and she’d probably seek me out with a flurry of questions. Patiently biding my time in my room, I anticipate her eventual arrival, preparing myself for the conversation that's bound to unfold between us. As the night settles in, the air is charged with her imminent arrival. Before she even has a chance to knock on my door, I call out, "Come in, you don’t need to create a noise." "I guess you’ve returned," she says upon entering. "Yes, I retu
MATILDA’S POVWait! What? How in hell? I stand hidden from the entrance as soon as Father exits Mother's room, my heart pounding as I recall what Father says last before leaving with an angry expression. Eavesdropping on their heated argument, I never expected to hear such a secret.My little brother, the one I've cared for, played with, and protected, is not my blood sibling. My mind races with confusion, my eyes begin to change colour, and my world suddenly feels like it's unravelling. How is this possible? I've never suspected a thing. No one did!Replaying the scenario in my mind wishing it is not at all true, I'm gripped by a whirlwind of emotions. Betrayal, anger, confusion and a profound sense of hurt flood over me. How could my parents keep such a secret from us, from everyone? I thought we were a family, bound by blood and love.I struggle to comprehend the truth as the reality sinks in. My relationship with my little brother, whom I've always considered my best family, is no
MATILDA’S POV I keep a discreet distance as I continue to tail my father, my eyes trained on his every move. He strolls around the castle with a sense of purpose, checking the surroundings one after the other. Though, a bit absentminded. As I observe from the shadows, my father heads for his room and my heart quickens when I see Emal approaching. ‘Damn! He is back’ I quickly slip back into Emal's room in a moment of urgency and a desire to keep the portrait back where it should be. Stealthily, I place the portrait where I had found it earlier, ensuring it's concealed from view. It's a precaution to ensure that having visited his room remains a secret. Then, I make my way back to Father's room side with the same aim I had done so earlier –tailing Father. He is having a discussion with Emal by the time I return but I can't care less. That's the very least of my concern. However, I continue to stay vigilant. I continue to trail my father as he finishes his conversation with Emal and
MATILDA'S POVMy heart pounds as I slip out of Emal's room, a sense of urgency propelling my hasty exit. I had managed to get the vellum and I needed to process it in private. Stepping into the hallway, I try to compose myself, my thoughts racing. I have to figure out what Emal's connection to mother's room is and what he's keeping from me. But as I round the corner, I'm met with an unexpected sight that stops me in my tracks. There, just outside the door, stands the Alpha, my father, a stern expression etched on his face. It's a coincidence that leaves me frozen in place.For a moment, time seems to stand still. I meet my father's gaze, his eyes narrowing as he takes in my dishevelled appearance. I know he can sense something is amiss, that I've been up to something that I shouldn't have.With a deep breath, I summon my courage, ready to face whatever questions and consequences may come. Despite the shock of seeing my father just outside the door of Emal's room, I know I can't let on
MATILDA’S POVReturning from school, I'm eager to hear what the guard I sent to trail Emal has discovered about Emal's activities. I can't shake off the feeling that there's more to the whole issue than meets the eye. just when I am about to call for his presence, he comes in."Good evening, your royal highness," says the guard, bowing in respect."Were you able to get anything?" I ask, knowing how sensitive Emal can be. He might have noticed someone tailing him and changed his initial plans."Yes, I did. I followed the crowned prince Alpha throughout the day as you asked me to and observed him closely. He didn't go to school very early like he does. Instead, he went to her ladyship's room after she left the castle."Do you mean he was in mother's room?" I wonder what he aimed for by going there."Yes, he did. It took him a long while before coming out but when he did, he had a vellum with him. With the way he held it so close, it must mean a lot to him. But I have no idea what it is.
EMAL'S POV"Blake's father?" Lilly looks away in thought. "What happened? Is anything wrong?" I ask, searching her expression for answers."It's nothing. Something came to mind, that's all. Do you remember you mentioned seeing him in the hidden garden? The one you said was covered with an illusion?""Of course, I do. How can I forget that?" "The garden and her room... same person, doesn't it say something?""I know right. I know Aleiscter wouldn't dare deliver such thing to her without an order from Blake's father, I mean he mentioned it himself too. Anyone with a reasonable thinking would know that Blake's father has something to do with the Luna. There's some kind of plan they're both scheming or involved in. I'm having a bad feeling about this whole thing which I can't lay my hands on. It just doesn't seem to be figured out anytime soon."I have an idea, but I don't know how you're going to take it." Lilly speaks after silently and calmly listening to me."Let me hear it. It's no
EMAL’S POVThe room falls into a profound silence as Norla, driven by curiosity and concern, leans in to investigate the source of the seeping liquid within the hidden compartment. Her fingers reach inside, and her expression shifts from puzzlement to surprise. To her shock, she discovers someone else concealed within the secret space, and I remain hidden in the shadows, my presence still undetected. The tension in the room eases slightly as the true identity of the intruder becomes apparent to Norla. My heart continues to race as I watch the scene unfold, keenly aware that the mysteries and secrets of the room remain shrouded. I remain hidden, quietly observing the unfolding situation with a mix of curiosity and relief, as my own presence remains a secret, for now since she is oblivious to my presence still."Oh, not again" she murmurs. I position myself properly in order to see everything she's is doing. While the secret compartment remains open, Norla proceeds to search for a pie
EMAL’S POVMaking my way into the Luna's room isn't one big deal at all as it didn't take anything worthy from me to do so. Inside the Luna's room, I move with the grace of a practiced intruder which I ain't, my senses on high alert. The room is adorned with opulent furnishings and delicate trinkets, just like the room of every royal but my focus is on finding something that might reveal the answers I seek.I start with the ornate vanity, carefully inspecting each drawer and compartment, hoping to stumble upon a hidden note or a concealed object. But my efforts are fruitless, and frustration begins to gnaw at me.Next, I turn my attention to the meticulously arranged bookshelves in the room. My fingers trace the spines of countless volumes, and I pull a few books from the shelf, expecting a hidden compartment or a clue between the pages. Yet, there is nothing to be found.Minutes turn into what feels like hours and disappointment begins to settle in, and I can't help but wonder if my
EMAL'S POV“Just take a look at her. She’s lucky! Indeed, she is…I can’t believe we maids are also privileged in that aspect." my ears catch on some feminine voices not quite distant from the Luna’s room as I prepare for school. I pay more attention to their discussion than usual, listening in on them without restraint. It is one of these moments when you instinctively know that something is amiss. Their voices resonate amidst themselves in low tones which would have definitely gone unnoticed by humans. I inadvertently hear the voices of the maids discussing at a distance. A part of me wants to ignore the talks but curiosity gets the better part of me, and I slow my pace, trying to see if I can get the topic being discussed. “Did I miss something?” the voice of another maid who interrupted the ongoing discussion hit my ears. She is obviously just getting to the spot of discussion and isn’t aware of what they are saying.“Shh, have it low. You can’t afford to put us in trouble.” A fe