I felt a soft caress on my cheeks, causing me to stir and pull me out of my dreamless sleep. My eyes peeled open, and I blinked a few times, trying to get accustomed to the dark room. After some time, I was able to see a little bit due to the moon shining through the opened curtain. Staring at the figure in front of me, it took some time for me to recognise who was sitting beside me. I sat up from the bed at full speed, lunging myself at him. Orpheus laughed, holding me tightly while placing soft kisses on my head and cheek. "You're back." I cried out, putting my face in his. neck. "I thought you were supposed to come back tomorrow." "It's already the next day, Micaela," he whispers. I moved away from him, and truly, it was. The sun was already rising, and the day was slowly getting warmer. "We finished off early, and since I was missing you dearly, I chose to come back early instead of staying one more day." He stood up from the tiny spot on my side, moving over to the o
"What?" I whispered very quietly after some time. It didn't help that I was caught off guard by his question. Was he finally telling me what a mate signifies to them? At the same time, I was puzzled to see the seriousness in his face. I wasn't sure what she was talking about, but I guess I was about to find out. Orpheus continued to look at me expectantly, still waiting for my answer, so I cleaned up my sweaty palm on my dress, giving him a slight nod. "I have heard the maids and Neve talk about it, but I have no clue what it means to your people," I told him. "I’m sure you don't; that's why I'm going to explain it to you," he said, exhaling. "Like you humans have your respective religions, we also serve someone we call the moon goddess, Areola. With every one of our kind being created, she had given us a mate, someone destined for each wolf, a soul mate. They are a part of us, kind of like our other half. If a mate dies leaving the other, it is worse than death, as the pain
"Are you sure it's okay for us to leave the palace?" Josiane asked for the tenth time since we began our journey to Neve Place. "Yes, Josiane, so stop being anxious." Godiva answered in my stead. "Micaela already told us about the king's approval to let us outside the palace for the day." "And he is okay with us taking one of the cars." She asked again, staring in awe at the car in front of her. "Yes, Josiane." I groaned. "Then I guess it's okay if I do this." She yells, jumping up and squealing in excitement. "I have always dreamt of riding in one of these, and I guess dreams do come true." She gushed excitedly, her hand hovering on top of the car like she was scared that if she touched it, it would disappear. "Sometimes I can't tell if she is eighteen or eight." Godiva mutters, shaking her head. I laughed at how hard she tried to play it cool, like she wasn't as excited as Josiane, and would have easily been fooled had it not been for the way her eyes shone, with firewo
Micaela was spending the day over at Neve's place with her friends Josiane and Godiva. I had been a little bit adamant about letting her go, but she gave me those puppy eyes that she knew I couldn't resist, and like expected, I ended up letting her go. But Silver was restless, wanting to be with his mate now that she knew who she was to us; he wanted to be with her every single time. So I decided to work in my study to get my mind off worrying about her. The knob to my office twisted open, causing me to raise my head from the document I was looking at and wonder who would dare enter my office without knocking. The strong smell of perfume hit my nose, making me sneeze repeatedly while watching as the culprit walked in. Anastasia made her way into the room with a seductive smile on her face, and it took a lot of effort not to roll my eyes at her never-ending attempts to gain my attention. My eyes harden. "What do you want, Anastasia?" I asked, the annoyance clear in my voice.
Who would have thought the human race would be put through such an ordeal. To be taken captive by creatures, they had no clue existed among them as they managed to stay off the raider for billions of years.It has been close to hundreds of years since the beast took over, ruling after the humans.There were strict laws given to be followed and not to be broken or a punishment much worse than death awaits whatever poor soul.They called themselves the shape-shifter, having the ability to shift from man to beast.More specifically, wolves.This ability also gave them immense powers like speed, strength, heightened senses, and the gift to heal ten times faster than the humans. They were taller, and the men were more muscular than the average human man.With all these powers combined, the human race had no chance against them. The beast didn’t bother holding back. They were deadly and brutal.After taking over the world, every human captured was either killed or given the lowest rank if f
MICAELA My eyes were red and heavy, my breath cold as ice. I sat there on my small wooden bed, legs up, cuddling tightly to my body as I struggled to stop the tears from falling off my eyes.I should be used to this.This wasn’t the first time, I should have expected this to happen.You would think someone who grew up hand in hand in death, won’t be this affected anymore when a friend or family dies.But who won’t bawl their eyes out, after losing the only member of your family you had left.Everyone I ever loved, all gone from this cruel world. I had no parents, no siblings and now Tatiana.When I found Tatiana’s dead body, I was numbed for a moment. Doing nothing, feeling nothing. I couldn’t say anything, I just stood there staring at her cold naked body laying on the floor after being raped countless time and left to die with no remorse.That had been six days ago. No matter how many times I wanted to scream my lungs out, I couldn’t.We were told to carry on with our work like not
I walked over to the trays of hardened bread and cold tea. Taking bread from it as I scooped it down as fast as I could.Holding back the vomit that threatened to come out, I drank the cold disgusting tea, washed out my cup and I set out to work. I hurried down the steps, scurried through the crowded hall that was getting filled with other servants doing their daily work.I walked over to the cleaning room, taking out my cleaning tools before making my way back to the steps of the castle, walking to the fifth floor where I and some kitchen maid had been assigned to work.I huffed, walking towards the first room for the day. I knocked on the door, resting the side of my face on it, hearing to see if anyone was in there.I opened the door slowly, my eyes cast down. After being certain that no one was in the room with me, i lifted my head up.A weak sigh left my mouth when I saw how messy the room was. A frown formed on my face and I began picking up the clothes on the floor and bed, pla
I wore my uniform back on, putting on my worn out slippers as I walked out of my room and up the stairs to the hall where some maids stood, waiting for the head maid to come.I took my position in the line, my hand strapped behind my back. My eyes scanned the hall, watching the other maids race into the hall.We didn’t have to wait long when we heard the familiar footsteps of the head Maid, walking into the hall, but she wasn’t alone.She had walked in with two massive men and a lady. The three of them stood behind her while her eyes peered round the room.Taking her time, she carefully inspects each and every one of us, occasionally nodding her head and the lady behind her would jot down something on a piece of paper without any of them uttering a word.That was one of their gifts, they were able to communicate through their mind.You might be wondering, how did I know this. It was all thanks to Tatiana, I had no clue how she was able to know so much about them, but she did. It was l
Micaela was spending the day over at Neve's place with her friends Josiane and Godiva. I had been a little bit adamant about letting her go, but she gave me those puppy eyes that she knew I couldn't resist, and like expected, I ended up letting her go. But Silver was restless, wanting to be with his mate now that she knew who she was to us; he wanted to be with her every single time. So I decided to work in my study to get my mind off worrying about her. The knob to my office twisted open, causing me to raise my head from the document I was looking at and wonder who would dare enter my office without knocking. The strong smell of perfume hit my nose, making me sneeze repeatedly while watching as the culprit walked in. Anastasia made her way into the room with a seductive smile on her face, and it took a lot of effort not to roll my eyes at her never-ending attempts to gain my attention. My eyes harden. "What do you want, Anastasia?" I asked, the annoyance clear in my voice.
"Are you sure it's okay for us to leave the palace?" Josiane asked for the tenth time since we began our journey to Neve Place. "Yes, Josiane, so stop being anxious." Godiva answered in my stead. "Micaela already told us about the king's approval to let us outside the palace for the day." "And he is okay with us taking one of the cars." She asked again, staring in awe at the car in front of her. "Yes, Josiane." I groaned. "Then I guess it's okay if I do this." She yells, jumping up and squealing in excitement. "I have always dreamt of riding in one of these, and I guess dreams do come true." She gushed excitedly, her hand hovering on top of the car like she was scared that if she touched it, it would disappear. "Sometimes I can't tell if she is eighteen or eight." Godiva mutters, shaking her head. I laughed at how hard she tried to play it cool, like she wasn't as excited as Josiane, and would have easily been fooled had it not been for the way her eyes shone, with firewo
"What?" I whispered very quietly after some time. It didn't help that I was caught off guard by his question. Was he finally telling me what a mate signifies to them? At the same time, I was puzzled to see the seriousness in his face. I wasn't sure what she was talking about, but I guess I was about to find out. Orpheus continued to look at me expectantly, still waiting for my answer, so I cleaned up my sweaty palm on my dress, giving him a slight nod. "I have heard the maids and Neve talk about it, but I have no clue what it means to your people," I told him. "I’m sure you don't; that's why I'm going to explain it to you," he said, exhaling. "Like you humans have your respective religions, we also serve someone we call the moon goddess, Areola. With every one of our kind being created, she had given us a mate, someone destined for each wolf, a soul mate. They are a part of us, kind of like our other half. If a mate dies leaving the other, it is worse than death, as the pain
I felt a soft caress on my cheeks, causing me to stir and pull me out of my dreamless sleep. My eyes peeled open, and I blinked a few times, trying to get accustomed to the dark room. After some time, I was able to see a little bit due to the moon shining through the opened curtain. Staring at the figure in front of me, it took some time for me to recognise who was sitting beside me. I sat up from the bed at full speed, lunging myself at him. Orpheus laughed, holding me tightly while placing soft kisses on my head and cheek. "You're back." I cried out, putting my face in his. neck. "I thought you were supposed to come back tomorrow." "It's already the next day, Micaela," he whispers. I moved away from him, and truly, it was. The sun was already rising, and the day was slowly getting warmer. "We finished off early, and since I was missing you dearly, I chose to come back early instead of staying one more day." He stood up from the tiny spot on my side, moving over to the o
Orpheus POV. "The pack that had been attacked and can't stand on their feet since their Alpha was killed and their territory taken has decided to join our packs, at least for the meantime till a place is provided for them and a new alpha will be selected." "How many casualties were lost in the fight apart from their alpha?" I asked, leaning on the counter and pouring a whisky into a glass cup. "except for the alpha and a couple of their warriors, but there was no life lost from the women and children. The men really fought hard to save their families and friends," Alpha Stefano says with pride in his eyes. "A ceremony will be held this evening to honour the dead, and they would like for you, their king, to attend. It will be a great honour to have you in their midst." "At what time will the ceremony be over?" I asked, checking the time on my watch. "The laying of the dead will be done on Friday, but there will be a party afterward to celebrate their legacy." I nodded; it
I know Orpheus says he wanted me beside him and no other woman, but was he able to keep me beside him? I still tried to make sense of his words when he said he was going to sort things out after he returned from his trip. I had no clue what it meant and could only come up with what I think he meant. I wasn't sure if he was planning on revealing our secret to the people. Alec finished his milk in no time, and I rubbed his back gently until he burped before walking up the stairs in the direction I had seen Neve come from. I was able to spot Alec in his room, taking off his clothes. I walked into the bathroom and began bathing him while playing with him. He gurgles some baby words, taking a fistful of my hair and trying to bring it to his lips. I freed it from his hold, even though it wasn't easy since he had such a strong hold on it. Bending down, I drop a kiss on him, kissing his tummy and making him shriek in joy. I guess he was ticklish. Wrapping a plush white towel around
My jaw drops to the floor when Neve pushes the door open, and I take in the extravagance of the house. Instead of the usual Palace's dark exterior, this place was filled with bright paint and furniture, each with unique patterns and textures. I hesitantly made my way inside, still in awe. Neve walks in, closing the door behind us. "Do you like it?" she asked, coming to stand beside me. "I will be nuts not to; your place is really beautiful." "Thank you," she beamed, ushering me to the living room. "I did most of the design myself." "Wow, what aren't you good at?" I gushed, causing her to laugh as she shrugged her shoulders. "Have a seat." She says, going into another room before coming back with a glass of juice and placing it in front of me. "I will be right back; I need to check on the kids. Their nanny already left," she mutters, leaving the living room this time to go upstairs. I remained seated, my eyes wandering around the room, still taking in its beauty. It wa
It's been three days since the king left, and I haven't quite left the seventh floor yet. I only wandered around the hallway since everything I needed was already here for me, so I didn't see the need to go downstairs. Most importantly, I wasn't in the mood for another feeble encounter with Anastasia or Saoirse, so I remained locked up in my room, spending the day bathing, eating, watching TV, and sleeping, repeating it again the next day. Just like the past two days, I was resting on the couch, watching my favourite soap opera, when I heard a knock on the door before it was pulled open and Neve stuck her head inside with a smile on her face. "Hi." "Hi." "I wanted to see if you were still breathing, seeing as you locked yourself indoors since Orpheus left," she says, walking in as she closes the door behind her. "I won't call it locking myself in; I don't have the need to go downstairs, that's all," I counter. "Ahhhh...my bad." She smirks, taking a seat beside me. "I gu
"Wait... what?" I asked, sitting up a little to stare at his face. "What do you mean you're leaving? Where are you going to, and when are you coming back?" “Relax, Ayárun, you," he says, running his hand through my hair. "What I meant to say was that I will be leaving for five days. I need to attend a treaty pact in Italy and will be back next week." "Do you have to go?" "It's important I go; if it wasn't, I wouldn't think twice about staying here with you. Snuggling together," he said, kissing me. Lifting me up so that I was straddling his hips. I released my lips from his when he started to sit up, both my arms on his shoulder blades. "When do you have to leave?" "This evening "Isn't that early?" I whined. "Can't you leave tomorrow instead?" "I can't, Micaela." He used his thumb to caress my face. "They are already expecting my arrival, and the quicker I leave, the quicker I get things done so that I can come back home to you." I pout, feeling sad that he was about