EVELYNThe house Cole and I were escorted into was quite lovely, far nicer than I’d expected.It wasn’t exactly big, but it seemed cozy. It was full of tall windows that let in a ton of light, and all of the furnishings were comfortable and homey. A meek servant, a tiny dark-haired woman, led us through the house. Silently, she guided us to the second floor and stopped in front of a wooden door. She knocked politely, pausing for a moment until a voice within answered.“Come in!”The servant straightened her posture before opening the door for us. She stood aside and gestured for us to enter.It appeared to be a lounging room. There was a sofa, an oversized chair, and a blazing fireplace that filled the room with warmth. A huge, plush rug spanned the reddish brown floors and the walls were a nice shade of soft ivory.Inside the room, four people were present. A tall man with slicked-back chestnut hair stood in front of the couch where a woman with thick curly black hair sat with a nap
EVELYNIt was no secret that werewolves worshipped power.Hescor was believed to be a mostly peaceful place with a variety of different people but there was no use denying the truth. Those without significant strength or a noble lineage would find it nearly impossible to achieve a respectable status in this country.Wolves without significant status were known as Omegas.In the past, some Omegas were forced into slavery. Those slaves’ sole purpose was to serve high-born families and nothing more. They were treated as if they weren’t wolves at all.Like filth.King Theodore had abolished slavery entirely upon ascending the throne, so I had only heard of it in old stories.In these stories, Omega slaves were branded with cross marks by tools made of silver. The location of the brand indicated their "usage."If I remembered correctly, those with marks behind their ears were sex slaves.They were marked in such a hidden location because those who purchased sex slaves preferred not to be
COLEI stood by the window, looking down at Evelyn sitting on the lawn.Her hands were folded in her lap and a gentle breeze kissed her cheeks and blew her long dark hair softly. Even from here, I could see a glimmer of happiness in her large hazel eyes.Samuel’s son and daughter were running around her, and she watched them with a soft smile. There was a faint flush of color in her cheeks and it made my heart ache to see her look so… content. Envious, almost.Not too long ago, I had envisioned this very scene, planned for it. When I had planned to elope with her, I had imagined a peaceful small town where we could live away from the crowds and chaos. A place where no one could find us. We would have a couple of pups, and we would sit together, watching them laugh and run freely.I could picture the children so easily- one with Evelyn’s eyes and my gold hair. Perhaps even the opposite- a pup with night-dark eyes to match the black of her hair.Regardless of the combination of features,
EVELYNMaria blinked at me like I’d grown a second head. In her lap, Daisy did the same, only her expression seemed even more shocked. I suddenly felt self-conscious and wondered if it was a stupid question to bring up.“I don’t know,” Maria admitted thoughtfully. “I… would have known if Sam had rejected me back then. But then again, my husband told me that even the idea of rejection was part of the moon’s test, to see how determined the fated mates could be-”“Nothing can tear fated mates apart!” Daisy said firmly, pouting at me as if I had uttered a ridiculous question. Her big eyes narrowed at me and I could tell she felt the urge to stick her tongue out in my direction.I knew it because that’s precisely what I would have done at her age too. I had been a daring little girl once too.I opened my mouth to speak but before I could, Daisy turned her attention back to her mother.“Will I find a fated mate, Mommy?” she wondered, her little brow furrowing as if what I’d said got under h
EVELYNThe Alpha King raised a golden eyebrow at me and for a moment, we were frozen. I searched his expression, trying to understand what he was thinking about, but before I could enquire further, he smirked and shook his head.“I thought you knew,” Cole remarked and then he looked away. “You called my name, you apologized, and then you pretended to forget it, believing it was your dear Aiden who saved you.”“Of course, I didn’t know,” I said as the heat of embarrassment ran through me. “You… I was told that Aiden was the one-”“Sure,” he cut me off with another snort. I wasn’t certain why he was acting so strangely. Was he embarrassed? Trying to save face? Or… or was he vexed? Annoyed about this conversation? Annoyed that I’d overheard his conversations?I didn’t care.“And what about the punishment for the Caddels?” I asked boldly. “Was all of that true as well?” Cole frowned. “What?”Anger swelled within me. Was he faking these reactions or did he truly not remember his conversati
EVELYN“Thank you,” the girl stumbled over her words as we rushed away. The village market had grown busy with movement, but we’d managed to slip away mostly undetected thanks to Cole. His wolf form had been so distracting that we’d gotten away without being pursued by House Fox’s guards.While the girl was far less scared than she’d been earlier, there was still fear in her large eyes and her lower lip trembled as she shrank into herself.“There’s no need to thank me,” I said with a shake of my head. “Truly. Tell me, honey, where do you live?”The girl was quiet for a moment. “I… don’t have a home or a family, but I usually stay in a small alley. I have a few friends there.”“Let’s get you there then,” I said. I was sad that the poor young lady didn’t have a permanent place to go and get herself cleaned up and safe, but there wasn’t much I could do about it.The most important thing was getting her far away from those wretched guards, even if her destination was merely an alleyway.A
EVELYNNo matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t see anything through the heavy piece of fabric over my face. I tried to struggle and shout for help, but before I could even utter a word, cold steel pressed against my neck.I knew at once from the feeling of the weapon that it was a dagger. A sword would have been too large in such proximity, but it was more than a mere knife.Somewhere near, I heard Cake crying.“I’m so sorry, my lady,” she apologized. “I’m so so sorry, I didn’t have a choice. I’m… I’m sorry.”I heard a scurry of footsteps on cobblestones and knew she had run away. While I was angry at this betrayal of trust, I couldn’t blame the poor girl.Still, thanks to her, I had walked right into a trap.“Who are you?” I demanded. “And what do you want?”My attacker remained silent.“Who are you?” I snarled, again, but instead of a reply, I felt myself being turned around and then pushed forward. A gag rose from my throat as I smelled the damp, filthy odor of a drain.I gritted my
EVELYNTime passed by strangely after I was gagged and blindfolded. Since I couldn’t see or say anything, I had no idea how long it had been since Elsa and Cake had brought me here.No matter how long it had been, Elsa refused to speak to me. After the blindfold had gone back on, she’d scoffed, and that was the last sound I’d heard from her.At first, I wondered why Elsa needed to wait in this narrow alley, but after a while, I realized that Elsa was waiting for the sunset. It would attract too much attention if she kidnapped me and led me through the streets in the daytime. The village was bustling but not enough to move undetected in such a conspicuous fashion.Although Elsa kept silent, she didn’t lower her guard. Every time I adjusted myPosture, even just a little, I received a kick to the legs. Hoping to elicit a response from her, I kept shifting until finally, she spoke.“Stop moving,” she warned me in a cold voice.A shiver ran through me at the sound. This Elsa wasn’t the El