Venus's POV Again, another day of sleeping in. I guess not just me but everyone who were on the trip with us to The Ocean Howlers Pack might have slept like a log. I stand at the window, with a cup of warm tea in my hand, staring at the sunset. Alonso, I and everyone involved in the trip called off their own duties today and Alonso didn't even object. He was too tired himself as well. Theo was thrown into the dungeons. Usually there are two sections of prison here in the capital pack. The cells and the dungeons. The cells are where people are punished and often released once there is change in them. But the dungeons are for the notorious ones. The one with whom every possible weapon is supposed to be used with no mercy. And usually, only one out of hundred prisoners end up in the dungeons. Right now, it's only Theo over there. I didn't get a chance to talk to Alonso about it. I went to the pack house earlier but Edna came wherever I went and I lost my interest. So I came back afte
Venus's POVThe guards don't stop me as I walk into the dungeons. But my mind is filled with images of Alonso going somewhere with another woman that's not me. I try my best keeping in mind that Michael doesn't know about Alonso and I being mates, but still it hurts to even think about it. Once in the far end of the dungeon which is super isolated and no one in sight, I stand at the door to the division that Theo is kept in. I put on some gloves and a coat before opening the locks of the huge silver door. The coat is mandatory to anyone who enters this part of the dungeon because it is silver everywhere. It prevents a werewolf from shifting and thus chops off the possibility of running away by fifty percent. Theo is sleeping on the floor, hugging himself and occasionally tugging at the huge heavy iron chains surrounding his arms and legs. My mind then gives me images of the first time I saw him in The Ocean Howlers Pack. The way he winked at me. The way he took me out to see the bea
Alonso's POVAs the car speeds up, I feel uncomfortable. I am so used to traveling in carriages from one pack to another that these ultra advanced human territory is making me feel nauseous. And not to mention the company I have today. It's been almost two hours since we walked out of the supernatural bubble and into the human land, and all Edna is focused on is her attire and makeup. I mean, different women want different things and I get it.. but sometimes I cannot help but think that Edna goes overboard with it. My father sent Edna and I away, because apparently Alpha John Adams wrote to my father that he thinks I am not going to make a good husband. And there was a subtle warning that if this political alliance breaks, then the throne will lose its most important part. And the Naval Fleet. Time is ticking but I have nothing in my hands. But I can't let go of Venus either. I am here away from the supernatural bubble letting people believe that I am on a vacation with my fiance b
Venus's POV "And we are also yet to send the signed applications to the Silver Star Pack," I tell Michael to which he nods, with his eyes on the signed applications he has in his hand. "Is there anything else?" He asks me and I think about it before shaking my head as a no. "Your father wasn't even half as good as you are, as my Beta" Michael says in an attempt to make me smile but I don't. It hurts that I don't have him with me now. And it also hurts that I don't have Alonso here. I do my best not to think what he might be doing with Edna right now, but my mind just won't listen to me at this point. Once I take back the applications, to send them back to their origin pack, I bow to Michael and turn around to leave. But his voice stops me from doing so. So I turn around to look at Michael again. And now with his calmer demeanor I understand that he is now talking to me as just Michael and not Former Alpha King Michael Naylor. "Tell me about Edna. I don't know.. sometimes it fee
Venus's POV The sun is about to set and I know that Monica usually loves to get to bed early, but I don't have a choice other than to go see her now. I can't delay this. For all I know, Alonso's life could be in danger just because I couldn't catch the one behind the letter scam that day. Someone sent a letter with The Ocean Howlers Pack emblem on a blank note. And Theo came forward to take it on to him that he did it. But someone else sent the same letter but with The Royal Emblem. Something somewhere is not right. I shift into my wolf, Dawn. Monica doesn't respond well to humans. I mean, she often says humans are her least favorite race of all time and she is more inclined towards animals. So whoever wants to meet her has to go to her in their animal form, no matter what animal it is. Almost at the far end of the heart of the pack, is a muddy road that leads to the paddy fields. It's a huge estate where only paddy is grown. And this is where Monica resides. In the middle of the
Alonso's POVEdna had been planning non-stop and all I wanted to do was sleep here in this guest house and spend the next three days there. Of the four days of vacation here, one day has passed. Edna wanted to go to this thing humans call a movie theater and then, after that she wanted to have a nice dinner. I didn't stop her. I told her that she could go if she wanted to go but she insisted that we go there together. I hated it but had to. I cannot have her father write to my father again. I am the Alpha King but I hate how I am now being a puppet in this issue. If my father gave John Adams his word, then why am I suffering to fulfill it? This is insane and unfair. But as a Royal, I don't get to have many choices. I absolutely hate this feeling more than any other thing. There is a knock on the door and I know it's Edna. It's just us both here anyways. I don't answer her. The door is open so she can let herself in if she wants. And... she does. She walks in. "Am I overdressed?" E
Edna's POVAlonso and I walk together into this dimly lit restaurant I've made reservations for. The restaurant is literally inside an artificial man made cave like thing so even though it's afternoon, it's dimly lit creating a dinner like experience. I take a look around and find that everything is set like I wanted. It thrills me to know that every single person here is placed like I wanted. Everyone here is paid. Including the waiters who come and take the order are going to suggest dishes that I paid them to suggest. I wonder how much money my father spent on this. I promised him that I would lock Alonso with this. I have to. "Welcome Mr and Mrs Naylor, your table is this way please," the one who they call a manager here leads us. Alonso looks at me in question and I just shrug my shoulders at him. Yes. I put our names that way on purpose. After all, that's what happens four months later. We'd be Mr and Mrs Naylor. Once we sit at the table, I adjust my dress in such a way that
Venus's POVAs soon as I walked out of Monica's house, I was back at the fields again. I am still in her dress and her scent of herbs is making my nose tickle. A bit too strong for the werewolf senses, I would say. The first person who I came across once I got back to the pack, was Dorian. And he looks like someone punched his soul, sent it to hell and brought it back again. He lost a good amount of weight. His eyes have bags under them. And his hair is outgrown and almost reaching to his shoulders. "Who are you? And what did you do to my best friend?" I ask him and he looks at me through his hooded eyes. And now I am sure that he is sleep deprived as well. "How are you and Alpha King doing this shit? It's been hell without my mate in my arm's distance," Dorian whispers and even though I don't catch a scent, I look around just to make sure if we are really the ones here. Thankfully, it's just us. "And now imagine watching your mate do things with someone else other than you, just
Third Person's POV..Three years later. ..."Oh come on now! It's time" Alonso screamed at the top of his lungs but no one seemed to care what he wanted to say. And he was only growing more frustrated with each passing second. Venus agreed to mark him back after three years of solving all their problems. And today is the day they killed John Adams three years ago. "It's Dorian's birthday tomorrow. I am just wrapping up a present for him," Venus screamed back from their bedroom. "Is that really necessary, love?" Alonso asks her even though he knows that she misses her best friend."Of course it is," Venus said, finally opening the door so Alonso could get in. Cole and Dorian are now the Alphas to the Ocean Howlers Pack. Cole is the Alpha by his right after his father passed away. He still doesn't know how his father died. He only knows that he died. And the fact that he never tried to know told everyone pretty much the backstory of it. There was a huge ruckus about the Alpha
Alonso's POVI sit before John Adams who doesn't have any idea that I cracked the code. Or he knows but is not ready to act so. I instantly understand I am standing in front of the man who is probably the most dangerous person I have ever encountered. He was right in front of me all the while and I never knew. He was right in front of my family and they never knew. Because he made sure he touched the topics we were supposed to think about. About the wedding. About the political alliance. About the life debt. He successfully dodged the subjects of everything else. In a way that no one had a doubt. When Venus and I were talking about the camp and attacks and everything, he offered his help. So no one could doubt him. How would someone even doubt him when he just offered his freaking help? So did Edna know all the while.? "How is my daughter?" John Adams asks me and I raise my eyebrow at him. "Are we talking about Edna or Marissa?" I asked him and just like that, he stopped reading
Venus's POVThe rest of the journey to the Ocean Howlers Pack went by a blur. Because no one said anything. No one spoke anything. The story Michael said spoke volumes and I guess now everything is falling into place. That was why Michael was forced to give his word. The life debt. The one John Adams used to get his daughter on the throne. I never knew John Adams had a son before Edna and Cole. So for the last two years, we had been celebrating the life of John Adams's son. Not Alonso's brother. And Alonso's memories were wiped of because he stared into the red fire. His memories slipped out of his body through the blood tears that day. Now that is a lot to take in. And before we knew it, we were in The Ocean Howlers Pack. We all stepped down and people were partially shocked to see Theo without the chains and everything else. Because technically he was taken as a prisoner. They half expected that he would get executed as soon as he reaches the capital pack. And people bowed to A
Theo's POVMy eyes go wide when I realize that the hen was Edna. I didn't know when it happened. The last time I saw Edna was when she was in the clearing along with everyone else. And then Roger or whoever the fucker he was, struck Marissa with a silver knife. I rushed to the hospital along with Alonso and then I was shifted to the prison again according to the rules and regulations.I didn't know Monica turned Edna into a hen. Why did Edna even get down from the carriage in the middle of a fucking war! As soon as the carriage stopped back at the same spot again, I got down from the carriage and looked for the hen with white feathers. I feel Marissa behind me probably searching for the hen too. It didn't take us all ten minutes but Monica found the hen. The hen is sleeping under a tree with her beak so red she might have eaten berries or something. Typical Edna things for sure. I smile as I take the hen in my hands. I honestly can't believe this is Edna that I am holding. We all s
Alonso's POV "John Adams?" My mom asks me with shock clearly written on her face. Now this is something even she did not see coming. Everyone in the room is shocked. Except for Monica and me. Because this is something we both knew from the beginning. "Are you going to hide things or are you going to tell your kid about that man now?" Monica asks my father and I look at him. What is there about John Adams that I should know about?"Get the carriage ready. We'll go there and we are going to talk about it on the way," My father says and his expression is something else as he looks at me. "Is there a carriage that fits like ten people? Because we are all going to go as we get to know about the past. And it is going to be one nasty ride," Monica says. ....We didn't have a carriage that fit ten people. But in the short time that we have, all we did was join two carriages as one and break one side down so it's open. And then joined the two sides and made it into one big carriage th
Alonso's POV I sit with Venus and watch her fall asleep once again. Give it to her to fall asleep at any time, and any situation. Marissa is with Monica and even I didn't see it coming that she could be a witch. Even Monica seemed to agree with me when I told her that I see John Adams in her. I tried bringing up that topic with Venus but she just didn't see it that way. For a while I thought maybe I was reading too much between the lines. Venus stirrs in her sleep but I keep her head on my shoulder so she can still sleep conveniently. Her drool is on my shirt now and I smile a little. Apparently Monica restored the spell again and she said she made a few changes. I don't know what kind of changes, but I only hope she is sure about them. When the doctor finally walks out of Dorian's room, that's when Venus wakes up and is on alert mode. The doctor bows to me first and then her. But there was a smile on his face when he was bowing to Venus."Gamma Dorian is awake. And he is perfectly
Monica's POV I sit at the table again, with the hen in my hands. Venus didn't want to let go of the hen only because she doesn't know who this actually is. A bowl with rice grains flies out of the kitchen and lands in front of the hen. The hen starts eating the rice and I look at the kitchen, waiting for it to give me something. "Oh so now you are disrespecting me again?" I ask her and there is no noise. And when I am about to scream once again, a glass with cold water lands in front of me. I raise my eyebrow at it and look at the kitchen again. "Where the fuck is my morning tea you stupid!" I scream and a cup of tea flies out of the kitchen again. I roll my eyes and take a sip of my tea. The hen is about to finish the entire bowl. And I realize the entire pack might not have eaten dinner. Because the ruckus has happened during the dinner and everything stopped after that. I take a few deep breaths as I get rid of the papers strapped to my thigh. And I pull out the potions I stu
Monica's POVI flip through another page of my spellbook when someone knocks at the door. The time is odd and I would usually sleep right now, but somehow I chose to stay awake to go through the spell books. I need to find a way to get to Renee. That bitch is my daughter but she is just as powerful as I am. I can't even get a grip of her. If she does the blood rite, it brings greater evil into this world and I am so not ready to face all of it once over again. I looked through the orb when I heard the knocking in this unusual time. And I see someone from the capital pack. Not the Alpha or The Beta or Michael themselves. I ask them to come in and they walk in but in their wolf form. I am at least happy that they remember, I am not fond of humans or the human side of the supernaturals. "What is it?" I ask him in a deadly sick tone. The wolf just moves his head a little. And I see a note hanging in his neck. I carefully grab it, being careful not to touch the wolf. "We need you, Mo
Venus's POVAlonso holds Marissa as she falls down while I rush forward to grab Roger. He fucking turned into a mist. It's like I am trying to hold the air before me. I scream in frustration and turn around to find Alonso already throwing Marissa on his shoulder. He is rushing towards the hospital with a team of doctors running behind him. Everyone is here and probably a few nursing staff stayed behind at the hospital to nurse the already existing patients. I stayed back at the clearing. Now it's dark but the werewolf sight is helping me look at everything in a clear way. Linda and Michael are standing in the middle, scanning the surroundings again. "If Roger took Dorian's form. Then where is Dorian?" Dawn asks me and I look around once more. Where is Dorian? And how long did Roger stay around as Dorian? "When was the last time you talked to Dorian? Did he sound or seem suspicious??" I ask Cole and he thinks for a moment before shaking his head. "I was talking to him an hour ag