FREYAThe packhouse was like a jail but that was seldom talked about. The Luna liked to play family house, everyone under the same roof, eating dinner together, and boring the shit out of each other.Alexander on the other hand was a damned ghost. Jeez. No matter how early I woke up or how late I slept I'd never been opportune to see him. It was almost like he hid himself purposely.We finished Lunch in the dining room and I waited to help the maid's pack up, not that I wanted to, but because she loved it. She loved to see me work and pretend to be the best daughter-in-law she'd ever seen.It was a draining act that drove me well out of my mind! While in the kitchen with the maids, I saw Logan walk through the corridor and I went to meet him, just to catch a hint of his body language and see if he was going to be a problem to my plans.“Hey,” I tapped his shoulder and he turned, shaken up for some reason I didn't understand. “How are you?”Logan cautiously looked around, furrowing his
ALAINAToday was for Queen Of Dawn, I thought as I logged onto the platform first without opening the camera. I started to check all of the pending notifications, about a thousand of them.They loved Queen Of Dawn and because I was her, I could do a lot more than I imagined. I continued to scroll through the sea of notifications until my eyes hit a notification of donation. But then, one notification caught my attention - a donation from that account, Pigsty. My heart skipped a beat as I clicked on it, and my jaw dropped.$10,000.What?Excuse me?I couldn't believe my eyes. It was the largest donation I had ever received. I immediately clicked on Pigsty's profile, but my excitement was short-lived. The account had been disabled, leaving no trace of him.Not that he had photos up or anything as I'd checked before, but it was even more ambiguous this time.I leapt out of my chair, prancing around my room like a lunatic. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" I yelled at the top of my lun
ALAINAI shuffled in my seat, feeling the paranoia eat me raw though I wasn't sure whether this was a prank or not. Did he really know? My eyes frantically searched the comment section and at the same time, I didn't want to appear desperate.I inhaled deeply. USER 101 hadn't said anything yet, but comments pooled on my screen like it was all they'd been waiting for.AnnalisaFaith: Tell us right now! Drop her address, I have a lot of pretty dresses to send her way!IloveQueenofDawn: User101, you better shut the hell up before I find you and clip your lips. She wants to remain anonymous so you have no right!MarkMark: I just want to know what pack she's coming from. Best believe, that pack would be the one at the top of the seven others.MaryaAngle: Tell us right now! I'm dyingggg to know!ThatweirdOtaku: $1000 for whoever reveals her identity! Let's be sure of who she is and worship her offline personality too AvaSmith: Protect her identity, please! AmyEugene: Tell us her name! Sash
ALEXANDER“And the halls?” I asked as I made my way through the corridor with the head guards as he briefed me on the arrangement of things and how it was all going. He walked fast enough to keep up with my pace.I was surrendering to the idea— maybe just a little bit. To pick out a bride and let her know she'd just be a trophy for the sake of the pack. It was that simple, wasn't it?“The seating arrangement is going on as we speak and we have the best of our interior designers on it,” he responded with a slight smile that eased my tension a bit.I wanted to make this as easy and as successful as could be. It wasn't about me picking a Luna anymore, it was the fact that we were like a tourist attraction in this sense. All the Alphas from different sides of the earth will be attending and we had to top them. I paused and turned to him, cocking a brow as the question inched into my mind. “The VIP guest list, who's in charge of it?”“The Beta and Princess Freya is,” he gave a swift respo
ALAINA*TWO HOURS EARLIER*“Oh, I see you've come to really tease me about this, USER 101. I see what you're trying to do and it's really adorable. Why don't you tell me exactly who I am then I'll give a response, if you're right or not.”Oh, god, no! No. No. I hoped this was just another one of my fans pulling a prank. Any lady's name could start with the letter A, we had thousands of them roaming around so I had nothing to be worried about, right?Oh gosh.AngelaPatrick: Imagine if it's true! Queen Of Dawn's house will be packed in no time.ThatweirdOtaku: Just tell us her first name! We'll narrow it down ourselves!Atrika55: She might be ugly as hell in person! Guys, we've seen a lot of catfishes. This bitch might just be one of them. Ngl, can't wait for her downfall!MarkMark: Be reasonable, guys! I'm kidding, I wanna know too! User 101 reveals it faster, wtf is wrong with you man?ARMYBLINK: Sending love from Indonesia!ParkAnna: Reveal immediately! Cannot wait to see who she re
ALAINA The letter had me on s chokehold. And I stared at it until tears dropped from my eyes, onto the phone. I knew what I had to do. I couldn't just sit here and let this moment pass. Without hesitation, I sprang into action, changing out of my streaming clothes and into something more suitable for a late-night visit. A simple dress, a light jacket. I didn't want to look like I was trying too hard, but I wanted to be presentable. I had to get to the packhouse, no matter what it took from me. No matter how he or the rest of the world reacted. Grabbing my phone and keys, I rushed out of my apartment and hailed a cab. The city lights blurred as we sped towards the pack house. My mind raced with thoughts of what I would say, how he would react, if this was even a good idea. “Thank you sir!” I said to the driver as we arrived and stepped out, the pack house loomed in front of me. I approached the guards, my heart in my throat. No one was there except me. "I need to see Alpha
D-DAYToday, it was simply Queen of Dawn and I. I sighed for the hundredth time. The suite where Lorraine and I had settled for the night was nothing short of a fairy tale. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, filling the room with warm, golden light that improved the comfort.We had chosen this suite to maintain my privacy, making sure my real address stayed hidden from prying eyes. I sat in front of the mirror, my heart racing as Lorraine worked her magic on my hair. Her hands moved with practiced ease, weaving my dark locks into a ‘different’ hairdo— in her words.The scent of hairspray and the hum of Lorraine’s chatter filled the room. “You’re going to look stunning tonight,” Lorraine exclaimed. “The crowd will be wowed!”She brushed a stray strand of hair away from my face and adjusted the final touches. “Honestly, you look like you’ve stepped right out of a movie.”I forced a smile, though my mind was miles away. I could almost see the grand ballroom, the glimmering lig
ALEXANDERI was no different from a statue in my own home, dressed like a mannequin by the roadside for an activity that my entire body rejected. It wasn't funny at all.The front of the mirror had been my home for longer than I can remember. It felt like the kind of hell I could taste on my tongue and it wouldn't discontinue.Even right now, I was standing before a mirror. This morning the ball was colder than usual, a stark contrast to what I would be feeling if I cared a bit about whatever the hell was going on here.Rather, I was tired of it. Way exhausted that a thousand sighs had slipped out of my mouth in just minutes. I stood in front of the mirror, my personal stylist adjusting my navy blue suit. IIt was a classic, well-fitted outfit with a subtle sheen that should have made me feel confident. Should. It did the exact opposite of that. The cufflinks, silver and detailed, were the finishing touch. Yet, I found myself distracted, barely noticing the stylist’s careful moveme