The look of sadness and hurt in Aysel’s eyes gnaw at my heart. I watch her leave the infirmary while I can do nothing but follow the nurse who wants me to take Sarah back. Liam is on duty or else I would have asked him to do this instead of accompanying her myself.“What happened to that man?” I ask the nurse before going to meet Sarah.“Ah, I think he got poisoned by nightshade or so beta Aysel informed.” I nod jerkily before thanking her and going to meet Sarah.She bowed her head in greeting.“How are you feeling?” I ask, flickering my gaze at her bandaged ankle.“Better. Thank you,” she murmurs, giving me a small smile.“The nurse said you are fit to go back. Think you can manage that?” I ask. She darts her gaze away, almost looking uncomfortable.“Fine, I will call Liam then and ask him to escort you back,” I murmur as I fish out my phone and hurriedly shoot a text to her brother.“But, he—”“He will be here in half an hour,” I inform her as Liam sends me a reply immediately.Sar
“I need you to clear your schedule for the day,” Azriel tells me all of a sudden. My gaze flickers towards Sarah who seems to be working but the way her typing changed its rhythm, I am sure she is listening to us. “Where?” I murmur, not completely paying attention to him. The fact that Sarah still sits there, beside Azriel’s desk, irks me to no end. “Somewhere.” He doesn’t elaborate and doesn’t show much curiosity either. In fact, it feels as if the words he uttered that night were more or less insincere.I have still yet to meet that ‘someone’ from the medical department, and he shows no sign of introducing me to them. Hence, for this meeting or whatever, I won’t keep much hope. ~~~~~~~After lunch, we leave the palace. Surprisingly, I see no driver this time. Although I am skeptical, I don’t voice my thoughts. I also noticed how Sarah frowned when I packed my stuff and left the office, following Azriel. From my peripheral vision, I saw her almost take an aborted step toward the e
“Thank you for this,” Aysel says once again as we drive back to the palace. “There’s no need to thank me. I am just relieved that he is alive,” I murmur. After a beat of silence, she asks, “Who did this to him? Did he say anything about it?”I shake my head. “He knows what poisons were used, but can’t remember who chased him down.” “Was it, someone from—”“From alpha king’s men? Probably, very likely,” I reply. “But if so, then why can’t we prove it?” Aysel asks, voice impatient. “We are working on that,” I reply slowly. “Why do you think I ask you to sort the accounts of every member working for me and the alpha king in the palace? Most of them were hired after…” I trail off, my throat tightening as I mutter the next words, “After my mother went missing, the whole staff was practically changed.”I hear her inhale sharply. “Why?”I let out a bitter laugh. “don’t know, but definitely so that my biological father could rule the werewolves without being questioned. He was a ruthles
I step into the training arena, feeling good about today. I smile because this time, I know that I won’t have to feel sad or nostalgic because Kai isn’t here. He is and soon he will also be here, joining me physically perhaps. I hope so. Suddenly, a familiar scent of sweat and leather fill my nostrils. It has been a while since Azriel and I practiced together, and I can't help but feel a surge of anticipation and excitement. As he approaches me, his eyes twinkling with mischief, I can't help but notice how his lithe frame and well-defined muscles have grown even more enticing. He is wearing a black tank top which accentuates his tan skin even more and joggers that hand long on his hips. I feel a spike of arousal shoots down my spine. Not now, Aysel. "Long time no spar," he says, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Missed me?"I raise an eyebrow, mirroring his playful demeanor. "Maybe a little," I reply, my voice laced with feigned nonchalance.“I had a good spar partner before
I stand on the balcony, looking out at the lush darkness that stretches forward. Mom did not elaborate and later send a text message only mentioning the time, and place to meet. The hour was odd, after midnight, almost after everyone goes to bed. I don’t know what anyone who notices me slipping out will think. I go inside the room and take a few essential things with me in a small bag. Just for safety.As I slip out in the night, weaving my way through the shadows so that no one would notice me immediately, I can't seem to shake off the weight of my concerns. Azriel is seemingly on the path to marriage, and I can't help but wonder why he never shared this news with me. The thought of him marrying someone else, while keeping me in the dark, gnaws at my heart.Azriel has always been an enigma, a force of nature that demands attention and admiration. His commanding presence, chiseled features, and piercing eyes have a way of captivating anyone who crosses his path. I thought, well, doub
The morning starts rather normally and as I prepare myself for the day after returning from a run, I go over what I should be doing, and what work I have to assign to Aysel. A smile comes over my lips as I contemplate if I should spar with her again. The realization that she is becoming more and more significant to me and that she is becoming someone whose involvement is crucial in my life scares me and makes me feel warm all over at the same time. I am about to leave the room when there’s a series of knocks on the door. The insistence and sharp raps make me wonder if something urgent has cropped up. I frown and open the door. James stands on the other side and going by her pale face, my earlier guess is correct. “What happened?” I ask with an exasperated sigh. Goddess, the day has not even begun and problems have already started. I wish for once, I could live in peace. “Beta Aysel,” he begins and all of a sudden, I am on high alert. “What about her?” I ask sharply. “Well, she i
My gaze darts toward the date at the top right of the screen. It’s been two days since I have seen Aysel. Two days since my world had managed to turn upside down again, despite me not wanting. But when has fate been kind to me, when has it been ever good enough for me to enjoy my pathetic life? Just when I think that my life has shaped the way I want, life throws in a curveball that I can never seem to be prepared for. I sigh, typing away the reply to another email, another request from a puny Pack about them wanting to strike a deal with, of their desire to see me soon taking the throne.“Alpha? You look tired. Let me take care of the emails,” I hear Sarah’s soft voice coming from beside me. When I look up, she standing beside me, a tad bit closer than I would like. I shake my head. “No. I can do it. You can leave. Work hours are done,” I murmur. “But—”“Leave,” I order, not up for sweet talks. The omega in her soon obeys but I glance to see her linger, her human side, rearing to
[Three months later….]I wake up early, the sun barely peeking over the horizon. Today is the day I start my new job as a pack doctor of the Verity Pack. It's a position I have been dreaming of for years, and now that it's finally here, I can't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through my veins. I take a deep breath and remind myself that I've worked hard for this opportunity and won't let anything hold me back.As I make my way to the pack's medical center, the scent of the forest fills my nostrils, soothing my racing mind. Our house is a short distance away from the main territory.The pack I will be working with is known for its tight-knit community and a strong sense of camaraderie. They have welcomed my mother and me with open arms, and I am eager to be a part of their healing team. Despite being such a closed community, they have helped me get back on my feet and even offered me a position as a doctor here after I told them I used to be a medical student