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"Your Highness," a guard bows his head a little upon seeing me enter the Castle gates. I smile at him as I walk past him, heading for the palace. The palace was so silent that the drop of a pin could be heard until I enter the royal block. Here, my older siblings sit together, joking and gisting one another so heartily with the exemption of Matilda. She doesn't get along quite well with them as she despises hearing their talks. They mostly don't discuss anything meaningful when they are together, all they know is to gist one another about the several pussies they've tasted and the figure of the girls they want to have or those who throw themselves at them."Do you need anything?" the guard following behind me asks again as he sees me standing on the same spot. I manage to brew a smile at him, telling him it's alright."Oh no, don't worry about me. you can go ahead."I walk closer to the castle and my brothers' attention shifts to me. "Ohhhh, you finally deemed it back to re
EMAL'S POVThe sound of door opening startles me and I jolt up from my laying position quickly. Hold and behold, it is the Alpha King, my father. I never expect him to be in my room at such late night but I didn't say a word or show any expression. I dare not! Slowly, I try standing up despite the pain my knees. "Welcome father, I greet him politely, looking down at the floor to avoid eye contact with him. He looks at me for a while before telling me to sit and I obey. Well, it's not like I have the strength to stand for long anyway.With his hands behind him, he walks closer to me. I could notice the fact that he's trying to pick up nice words to prevent me from getting angry, but I can see through him so well. He doesn't have to pretend like he's a good father of some sort. "How are you doing?" He stretches his hand to my face, rubbing my bruises with his thumb gently."Can you just say whatever you have to say and leave? How the hell do you want to know how I'm doing?" My subconsc
ALPHA MARCUS POVFinally, Emal returns to the castle and I feel a huge form of relief like a heavy load was just lifted off my chest. It's not easy seeing him go through hard times, but I have to act like I don't care so as not to indulge him. For some reason, I don't want to give up on him and I don't think I can even if I want to. It's too late to change the crowned heir, else my pack would seem like a joke to every other being in the kingdom. It's time to have some fun time with the Luna. I make my way to her room at a fast pace and soon, I am standing behind her. She is undressing for the night. It seems like she has also been busy as she always claims. I wonder every time what keeps her busy because most of the pack and kingdom duties are carried out by I and Aldrien.She drops her neck chain on the silver made wardrobe in front of the standing mirror, looking closely at her physique. "Do you like what you see?" She speaks up after staring at me for a while from the mirror."How
EMAL'S POVThe voices of my father and Blake rings consecutively in my ear and I can't contain my pain any longer. I need to do away with the welled-up emotion in me. Else, I might die of anger suffocation. I thought of leaving the castle again to calm myself, but it would attract the attention of the guards. I'm very sure father would have given them a strict instruction after what happened the previous day. My thought drops on Matilda and I can't help but head for her room. I need someone to soothe and calm me before I can sleep. The boiling emotion in me is making me feel full and frustrated. Upon reaching her room, her maid tells me that she was in the bath. I guess it's a wrong timing on my part. I should have thought of that before heading over. Giving my legs the chance to fulfill their purpose, I find myself out of her castle at last, though without any specific direction or place in mind. All I need is some calmness.I continue my walk through the empty field across the cast
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