/-Melucia-/
At the end of the fourth month, I had utterly resigned to my fate. Nine heads were already enough to crush whatever flicker of hope I had. However, the gods seemed to have seen my plight. My eyes watered as I stared at the doctor’s smiling face. “Congratulations, miss. You're one week pregnant!” He announced and I literally jumped off the bed in excitement. I was pregnant! Finally! After three months of unending violation and annihilation, I was going to give the cruel man a son. After being locked up in a room surrounded by iron bars with my only connection to the outside world as the windows, I was finally going to be free. My people were turned into slaves and although it was good to see them alive, the nine heads I have been forced to see haunted my dreams. It was a relief to see that all that was about to end. “Are you certain?” Ezra walked into the room. I shot him a glare. She was a doctor, why on earth wouldn't she be certain? He was just looking for a reason to kill more people. “Yes, Alpha. She is indeed pregnant,” she affirmed. He didn't even smile to show if he was happy or not. His face remained expressionless as usual. “Good. Any precautions?” He asked. “You should let her out once in a while for fresh air. If she feels claustrophobic, it might trigger a lot of nauseous reactions. She needs to do some light exercise too and take lots of rest. Her diet is okay for now, although she might not have much of an appetite,” she said. “Alright, you may leave,” He dismissed her. Once she was gone, I stood. “You heard her. You'll stop the killing now, right?” I asked. “I gave you my word. Lucky for you, you get to leave with the majority of your people,” he shrugged. “Right now, I just want my baby to be safe and sound.” “My back hurts; I need a massage,” I said, and those beautiful eyes narrowed at me. It was quite a shame that such a beautiful man had such a dark heart. If he wasn't ruthlessly beheading my people, I might have fallen for him. “So what?” “So do it. I am carrying your seed, remember. I need to be as comfortable as possible,” I said. His lips contorted in a deep frown. “Don't think you will get this every day,” he scowled, walking to the bed. “Get on it.” I smirked inwardly. It was a test to see if I could get to do whatever I wanted and now that I had gotten my answer, I was going to enslave and punish him for all the nights he made me cry. The joy of punishing him, however, was short-lived. Nine months had gone by and although they weren't the best days of my life, the thought of freedom was elevating. Ezra made sure all my wishes were granted except for leaving the room. No matter how many times the doctors advised him and how many tantrums I threw, he kept me locked in. No wolf or witch was to know I was pregnant and when the time for delivery came, the goddess blessed me with twins. They had his beautiful eyes and hair. My heart tugged at the thought of leaving them. “Our deal is done. You will be allowed to leave with your people at dawn,” Ezra said coldly to me. “Already?” I asked. “I just gave birth, they need to be breastfed and…” “That will be taken care of,” he cut me short, disregarding the fact that I was still weak from labour. He wanted me gone. My heart ached. These last few months, I had grown attached to him even when it was bound to end in heartache. He was cold and brooding but he made sure I didn't lack anything. Everything I wanted, be it care, attention, emotional support or physical contact, he was available for that. It was mostly for his baby but still. It hurt to think it was coming to an end already. “You're right. A deal is a deal, but the deal was for a child not two…” I started when he cut me short. “You are not leaving with any of my children. They belong to me. They are both mine!” The possessiveness in his voice startled me. “But I carried them! I felt them kick! I went through the pain and discomfort. I am only asking for one, why can't I have that?” I asked weakly. Tears were already falling off my cheeks. My heart was breaking and I didn't know how to stop it. “You know what you were getting into. You picked your people over your children. You have no right to claim any of them! Leave now, while I am still willing to keep to my part of the bargain,” Ezra growled. There was no use pleading any longer. He was right. It was me who chose to give up my child for my people. It was too late to take it back. Yet, my heart refused to let go. “What if I stay back? To nurture them as a slave or whatever. You can let my people go but please…” “Melucia!” He thundered. “Get out!” Tears streamed down my cheeks and I pushed myself weakly off the bed. I kissed my sons goodbye, caressing their faces softly as I memorised their small beautiful faces. The doctor came to support me as I walked to Ezra weakly. “Take care of them, please,” I sniffled. “I intend to.” I took in his features as well. He was, after all, the man who took my virginity and my first fruits. I didn't want to forget him either. He shifted his gaze to the nurse. “Escort her to the pack borders. She will meet the rest of her people there. Make sure she never returns,” he instructed. “Yes, Alpha.” For the first time in a whole year, I stepped out of the room. The doctor led me into a secret passage that led outside the pack. Just as Ezra said, my people were waiting for me. “Priestess!” Eli exclaimed running to me. “You're alive!” They gathered around me, all trying to support me at once. It was so heartwarming. “I… I told you… diplomacy always works,” I said with a weak smile. “What happened to you?” He asked worriedly. “You are covered in blood!” “It was a little accident but I am fine, trust me,” I smile. “But your stomach…” another muttered. There were so many questions, but I couldn't provide answers to any of them. “Trust me, I am fine. We should leave now,” I told them. “Eli, can you portal us out of here?” I was too weak to perform any magic. “Yes, Priestess,” he got up and walked away from us a little but before he could do anything, an arrow struck him in the neck. “Eli! No!!” I screamed but then, a giant iron net dropped on us, trapping everyone inside. Screams of agony followed and before we knew it, wolves emerged from the shadows. It was there and then I realised that I had been tricked. Ezra Maverick used me and went back on his words. Eli was right. I was just too naive to think he would let me go after I helped him. I was nothing but a fool. While I thought I was saving my baby, I had actually given up my babies for nothing. Tears brewed in my eyes as more shoulders emerged with rubbers of fuel. “For the glory of the BlackClaw! To honour our Alpha!” They chanted emptying the cans of fuel on us. I looked at my suffering people. The pain in their eyes tore me apart. He lied to me! He took my children from me and now he was going to take my coven away from me! Ezra was a liar! A liar who didn't deserve to live! Anger coursed through my veins. I will make him pay! For the agony he had caused me, I will make him suffer! For every blood he shed today, he will suffer in tenfolds. “Join your hands, brethren,” I urged them, but they were too weak to move. “I know you are afraid, but I promise our pain will not be forgotten. Hold the hands of your brothers and sisters. Find strength in your pain!” “Burn the witches! Burn the witches!” They chanted as we joined hands. I felt a surge of energy through me, and grabbed the sands with my hands, eyes blazing with hatred and pain. They lit a wooden stick. “Burn the witches!” They threw in the burning wood and we went up in flames. With the fire burning through my veins, I screamed the spell. "By the flames that take my flesh, I rise anew from fire’s breath. Your hate shall feed my wrath untamed, In death, I live, your souls I claim. As I burn, so shall you, From this pyre, my power grew. The smoke you breathe, the ash you tread, I will return, the unforgiven dead. My blood, my bones, your fuel to light, But in your dreams, I shall ignite. Curse your lands, your lives, your kin, From my ash, the dark begins."/-Ezra-/I sat at my desk, going over the reports for the day, but my mind kept drifting back to her. The witch. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get her out of my head. Melucia. Yes, our deal was done. I didn’t just have a son—I had two. That was all that mattered now. She was gone, and so were her people. She had been a breeder, nothing more. I couldn’t afford to think otherwise. I just hoped she wouldn’t cause any trouble for me. I pushed the reports aside with an exhausted sigh. Why couldn’t I stop this troubling feeling gnawing at me? Is it that I’ve made a mistake? Should I have kept her with me? I shook my head, reminding myself that I had made a deal to let her go. She had given me two sons—Axel and Dani. Now my focus needed to stay on them. Just then, a knock at the door pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked up. “Alpha,” the guard's voice came through. “You need to come outside. The sky... it’s bad.” “Bad?” I grunted before pushing the chair back, rising t
/-Ezra-/The drive back to the pack was silent. No one spoke, not even Carden. My hands were gripping the steering wheel harder than necessary as I kept glancing at the side mirror. I could still smell the smoke, still see that twisted sky, and that damned anklet burned into my mind.I decided to drive because some men had stayed back to clean up Carden’s mess. I had privately given orders to one to bury Melucia’s body in a separate grave and it was to be marked because in spite of everything, she was still the mother of my sons.When we pulled up, a crowd was already gathering near the meeting hall. They knew something was wrong. There was obvious tension in the air. I stepped out of the vehicle, and the crowd parted like a wave, their eyes full of questions. I didn’t give them any answers.Inside the hall, Carden stood in front of me, his face blank. Behind him, the elders were lined up. They were like a wall of stoic faces, ready to defend him. They looked like they already knew wh
Ten Years Later/-Melucia-/I woke up to a steady beep and a sharp sterile smell. My head was throbbing painfully and I felt a dull ache behind my eyes. I shifted a little, but everything felt heavy, like I was weighed down. I could hear voices whispering, but I couldn’t make out the words. I decided to force my eyelids open but I immediately shut it. The lights were too bright, the ceiling above me was white and I figured that it was a hospital. I turned my head just enough to see a machine blinking next to me, with wires connecting it to my arm. My throat felt dry, and I swallowed, but it didn’t help. Why was I here? What happened?The throbbing in my head made it hard to think, and I squinted at the blurry surroundings, struggling to piece together anything that made sense.“Thank you nurse,” a woman squealed. “Oh, thank goddess.”“I’ll get the doctor,” I heard a younger woman say.Nothing felt right. I felt like I’d been pulled out of one life and shoved into another because
/-Melucia-/ The doctor had just finished his examination when the door flew open, banging against the wall. I was worried that it was the handsome frightening man again but a man and woman rushed in, their faces etched with worry. The woman’s eyes were red, like she’d been crying, and the man looked like he hadn’t slept in a while. “Annabelle!” the woman gasped, rushing to my side and throwing her arms around me in an embrace while the man stood at the foot of the bed, obviously relieved to see me. I flinched, pulling back from the woman. “I’m sorry, but…” I said. “But I don’t know who you are.” The woman’s face fell and she exchanged a confused glance with the man she had just come in with. “Oh, dear, it’s me. I’m your mother,” Her voice cracked on the last word, almost making me doubt what she was saying. The man’s eyes narrowed at me. “You don’t recognize us?” I took a deep breath, before answering. “No,” I whispered. “I’m sorry.” The room went silent. I could feel the te
/-Melucia-/ Days passed since I woke up in that hospital room, and I was taken home to a large house I didn’t recognize. The walls were decorated with family portraits—faces of people I should have known, yet I felt no familiarity at all. Mimi and my father insisted I look at the pictures to jog my memory, but all I saw were strangers. It was when I was looking through a photo album that I saw her—Nephtar. A girl who looked so much like me, yet I had no recollection of her. My mind swirled with questions and when I asked, I was informed that I had a sister. I was curious about why hadn’t I met her? Why hadn’t I known I had a sister? And why no one mentioned her before. When I asked Mimi where my sister was and why she never came to visit me at the hospital, all she said was that I’d meet her soon. That answer wasn’t enough for me so I stood up so I stood up from the sofa and headed to my fathers room because I couldn’t shake the need to know more. The curiosity gnawed at me unti
MELUCIA His voice made me shudder. Mimi put a hand on my back, gesturing that it was better we took our leave, but I was too adamant. I might not remember much but I wasn't going to let anyone suffer a loss because of me. “I–I know you don't trust me, but give me another chance. I promise to be good,” I pleaded with him. He closed his eyes, almost as if he was considering his words. “If you don't get out of here this instant, I promise I'm going to do something we'll both regret,” he threatened. His voice was calm and gentle but yet, it frightened me to the core. “It's better we go, Annabelle. I don't want you causing any more trouble,” Mimi told me. I reluctantly agreed. After bidding goodbye to Alpha Ezra, I was back in the car, lost in thoughts. I stared outside the window, different thoughts going through and fro in my mind, it wasn't until Mimi touched me I realized that she was still there with me. She looked at me with a worrisome expression on her face. “What are you thin
EZRA There was something wrong with Annabelle. That girl was beyond crazy and to make it all worse, she bounced in here, demanding another chance and acting like it was just that easy to dismiss what she had done. I do not joke with my sons, not after what it took for me to have them but she abandoned them in the middle of nowhere. I was unsure if I could ever dismiss that and forgive her or leave her around my children again. “Was I not clear enough the last time or perhaps I should repeat it again?” I asked in a cold voice, trying to contain my anger. The boys were here with me and I wouldn't want them to see me in a bad light. Annabelle blinked her eyes a few times, as though she was considering what to say. “I know you don't want me here, but I'm not really here for you. I’m here to make it up to the boys because I guess they’re the ones I really wronged.” Before I could catch what she said, she went over to my boys. The soft and affectionate smile she had on her face shocked m
Ezra POV From my peripheral vision, I saw a wide smile grace Annabelle’s face as she drew the chair out and sat down on it, making herself comfortable, “Thank you so much,” She looked like she belonged in it. I shook such thoughts out of my head and called the maid to dish her food, hoping that once she starts eating she would keep quiet and I won’t have to hear her speak again. After her food was brought, she also began to eat and silence descended but it seems like she did not like it. She must also have observed that I was in no mood to speak with her because she focused all of her attention on the boys and began to ask them how they were. Alex who seemed to have warmed up to her, answered all her questions but Dani, who was more introverted and found it difficult to interact with people, didn't flow with her as much. He took part in the conversation though, only making a few statements, and that was it. I wanted to snap at her to shut the hell up and remind the boys that there
ANNABELLE “Mmmff,” I moaned softly as Ezra sucked the skin at the delicate dip at the base of my throat, my hips rising softly to press against his.My arms are wrapped around his back, needing him closer and when I couldn’t pull him close enough, I pushed him away from me, moaning softly at the loss of his body heat but it would be just for a moment because I had another thing in mind that would make us closer.I reached for his white shirt that he had been wearing under his suit. He discarded his suit jacket just before he threw me to bed and it was lying somewhere around. My hands were shaking as I unbuttoned the shirt and Ezra seemed to have noticed before his hands came to rest upon mine, stopping my action. He took off the shirt faster than I could have and then his pants followed before he reached behind me to unzip my gown.My breast spilled out as he pulled the gown down and then he took it off and I was bare before him, safe for my panties that followed immediately and the
ANNABELLE “Drop me down you stupid caveman,” I yelled, thumping the hard muscle on his back with my closed fist, “Let me down,”I continued to scream and hit his back as he kept on walking to wherever it was that he was taking me to. There was a sting on butt, it shocked the hell out of me that for a second, I froze and then, I was consumed with anger.“You did not just hit me, you bastard,”“You can hit but I can’t?” He asked.“I would not have had to hit if you did not pick me up,”“Semantics,”I was just about to curse him when he rounded a corner and dropped me down. I immediately tried to walk around him to escape but it seemed like he already anticipated it because he grabbed my neck, his hold tight yet not tight enough to block my air flow. My mind quickly flashed to different dirty things that I had no business thinking about at the moment.“Let go of me,”“No,” he told me as he wrapped his free arm around my waist to drag me close to his body. Even with our clothes between
ANNABELLE “The fuck is wrong with you?” I growled at Ezra as he grabbed my waist in a firm hold and refused to let go as I struggled. My body was stiff in his embrace as I fought hard to ignore his mouth watering scent and how right it felt to be in his arms, and even if I did not want to move, I had no choice. “Keep quiet and dance. People are watching,” he said, looking over my shoulders as we slowly dance. I knew that anybody looking at us right now could see the tension.Through gritted teeth, I snapped at him, “If you care so much about not making a scene then you shouldn’t be forcing me to dance!” “I wouldn’t have had to force you to dance if you came willingly,”“And why should I do that? You spent so much time ignoring me tonight, I wonder what Jennifer would say if you saw us dancing together,” I cursed in my mind as I said it. He finally stopped looking over my shoulder and his eyes that held understanding met with mine.“You’re jealous,” he said.I snarled at him, “I’m
ANNABELLE One, two, three… dances in a row, I remained on the dance floor, lost to the sound of music and reluctant to leave. After my dance with Joshua, another alpha son approached me for a second dance and then another young alpha came to me for the third one and by then, I was enjoying myself and had forgotten all my sorrows and the fact that Ezra was ignoring me.“May I have this dance, ma’am,” another man, whom I don’t even know appeared once I was done with the young alpha. He bowed like a gentleman and held out an open palm to me.With a small laugh, I said, “Yes,” and allowed him to wrap an arm around my waist.“You’re so beautiful. This red dress really suits you and compliments your skin tone,” he said once we began to move to the flow of the song.My eyes stung with tears at the compliment. Even if it was not him I wanted to hear it from, it would do. But why couldn’t it have been Ezra who complimented me? After all, he got me the dress.I felt him before I saw him. The h
ANNABELLE I hate this ceremony and everybody in attendance. I folded my hands across my chest but when my mother shot me a scathing glare, I quickly dropped it with a huff. Since we arrived a few hours earlier, I’ve not been able to sit still — mother has had to tap me a couple of times — and I never knew that forcing a smile could be so hard until I had to do so today as I walk around, greeting and getting introduced by father to other alphas and their children.“Annabelle has grown into a very beautiful woman,” One alpha Isaiah told my father with a patronizing smile, “My son is yet to meet his mate. I’ll be handing over the pack to him on his birthday in two months. I’m sure he and Annabelle would make a nice couple. What do you say, Alpha Knight?”“That’s left for Annabelle.” My father responded, returning alpha Isaiah’s smile, “This one is stubborn. I cannot force her to anything she does not want,”“Ahh that means she’s just like you when you were younger. You were so stubborn
“When is the perfect date to announce my engagement?” I yelled as I walked into my father's house to meet my parents who were sitting in the living room. They both had their backs to me, their arms wrapped around each other as they watched the movie playing on the big screen television.Both of them jumped at the sound of my voice before turning their body to look at me. Surprised showed on their faces but it quickly morphed into delight as they both got up and held their arms open.I rushed forward, circled around the sofa and threw my arms around them, hugging the both of them together.“We did not expect you to come home tonight,” my mom said when we finally separated after a few minutes of holding each other.“I wanted to surprise you both,” And it was true. I did not tell them that I would be coming home and attending the mating ceremony tomorrow with them.“Eh? We are really surprised,” I saw worry in my father’s eyes that he was trying to cover. I knew there were a lot of quest
ANNABELLE “What do you think of this design, Ma chérie?” The woman in front of her asked, her voice thick with a heavy French accent as her workers held out a bright red gown for me to see. My breath caught as I walked closer to the gown and grabbed hold of one end. The gown was a ravishing red. It was silky with a strapless design that showcased a fitted boned bodice that crunched at the waist. It also had a subtle sheen that caught the light as it was held out. The material was soft and silky, I could almost envision how it would feel against my skin as I walked through the halls of the ceremony. “I like it.” I said as my lips stretched into a wide smile, “No, allow me to rephrase that. I love it. It’s so beautiful,” “Good. Good. I made it specially for you. I was ecstatic when Alpha Ezra reached out to me that he needed me to sew a gown for his fiancé,” Colette waved her workers off and they moved away with the gown. “When did he contact you? How did you sew the gown quickly?
EZRAJust as I was about to either ignore her or play dumb, Annabelle rose from her seat and letting the blanket that was wrapped around her shoulders drop to reveal her pink pajamas, she circled my desk and came to me. I gently pushed my swivel chair from my desk to create room for her to stand in front of me.She was saying as she sat on my desk directly in front of me. Her green eyes were sparkling brightly, “Everyday you keep staring at my lips when I speak,” I hadn’t thought she noticed. After all, I thought I was being subtle. Still, I arched one bushy brow, not willing to give in to temptation. I liked the way our relationship was at the moment. Adding kissing would lead to sex and sex would lead to complications.“Who said me looking at your lips means I want to kiss you?”She raised her brow too, copying my action, “Who said looking at my lips means you do not want to kiss me?” After her question, she swept her tongue over her bottom lip, the action slow and deliberate, ca
EZRAFor the next week and a half, Annabelle and I settled into a comfortable routine. Our mornings began with breakfast alongside the twins, followed by riding my car to work together, where we'd slip into our professional roles as boss and employee. After a day of work, we'd ride home together, share dinner with the twins before retiring to my office. There, I'd work late into the night — or pretend to— while waiting for Annabelle to come with freshly brewed coffee. And we would talk, our conversations flowing effortlessly until the early hours of the morning.At first, I was reluctant to admit it, but as time passed, I began to look forward to those late night hours in my office. I liked talking to Annabelle, too much, and getting her inputs on some business matters even if she gave it after a lot of gentle prodding from me. I liked the way her eyes sparkled when she talked about the latest novels she was reading. Just because she was so interested in my life and getting to know me