SHIKTA.
"She is in the squalid keep," I said with so much amusement that it felt so wrong.
I've never been so proud of my Alpha as I am today.
"That serves her right. I am certain she would enjoy the company of those monstrous rats in there," Zendaya, a young girl I can call my confidant, said with a laugh while applying oil to my hair.
I and Zendaya have been close for years now, since the day she and her mother came into the pack, seeking refuge. I protected her from bullies as I was older than her.
She takes me as a big sister and I see her as a little sister, even though we both satisfy the Alpha in bed.
One of the reasons I chose her is because she does not intend to fight over the Luna position with me. Unlike the other mistresses.
She acknowledges the fact that I am her superior, and she keeps it that way.
With that, she can keep on enjoying favors from me.
"But do you think it's enough to guarantee my position with the Alpha?" I asked, hoping for reassurance.
"I think the Alpha loves you, Shikta. There is no doubt about that. He treats you better than he treats any of us. You have the upper hand."
Oh, Zendaya! She knows how to boost my confidence. One of her many qualities that I admire alot.
I blushed. Really hard. I stared at my reflection in the mirror before me, and her words made my beauty come alive. I felt beautiful again.
"Luxuria is only a cursed girl. I heard so. She was never loved in her pack, even by her own father and siblings. Why do you think she can keep the Alpha when she knows nothing about how to love and be loved?"
Zendaya continued as she weaved my silky, dark hair into braids. A hairstyle Alpha Parthe likes to see me on.
"But the Alpha is not a man of love. He is a man of strength and intelligence. That is what keeps him. I am scared Luxuria has all of that." I voiced out my worry.
"I can't tell since I have not set eyes on her yet. But I can assure you that the Alpha will never stoop for someone like her when he has you by his side. Stop worrying about it," Zendaya said, and I heaved a sigh.
"I have a plan," I said to her. I am not one to leave certain things to fate and chances. "Just to be very certain, I have to eliminate her. She poses too much threats to all I have ever worked for."
Zendaya's eyes widened, her hands frozen mid-braid. She stared at me in shock, her usually calm expression replaced by something far more fragile—fear.
I know she has never known this side of me, but who cares? It is a game of power, and only the strongest can thrive.
"What?!" Zendaya said in a desperate whisper. "You can't do that. The Alpha... Nothing is ever hidden from him! He'd kill you." Zendaya panicked and broke off, her gaze darting to the door as if Alpha Parthe might storm in at any moment.
Poor girl. So pathetic.
I shook my head and smiled.
"Relax," I smirked, turning my head to meet her wide-eyed stare in the mirror. "You're acting like a frightened rabbit. The Alpha won't know. He'll never find out."
I turned in my seat slightly, resting my hand on her wrist, which trembled beneath my fingers. "You forget, little sister, that I am no ordinary woman. I'm a witch. And I know exactly how to make someone disappear without raising suspicion."
She swallowed hard, her lips parting to protest, but I silenced her with a wave of my hand.
"Listen carefully, Zendaya," I said, my voice low and dangerous now. "I have a poison. It's slow, delicate... impossible to detect. A drop at a time in her food, that's all it will take. It will start small—fatigue, dizziness. Her body will weaken, little by little, until one day, she simply slips away. No one will ever suspect foul play. It will look like... a natural death."
Her mouth dropped open, and she shook her head, horrified. "But Shikta... she is the Alpha's fated mate. If anything happens to her—"
"The Alpha is stronger than a mere mate bond!" I snapped, gripping her arm tightly enough to make her wince. My voice dropped to a hiss.
Zendaya flinched, her eyes wide with fear. "But... fated mates are different. What if—"
"I don't care what you think about fated mates!" I growled, releasing her arm abruptly. "Fate won't protect her when she's weak, sick, and dying slowly. She's just a girl, cursed or not. And once she's gone, the Alpha will forget her. He always does."
"He won't." My tone softened, a dangerous smile curving my lips. "I've planned this carefully, Zendaya. The poison will act so slowly that no one will connect it to anything unnatural.
She was hesitant, but I knew I could sway her. Leaning back in my chair, I let my voice drop, low and deliberate. "You'll be of help to me, you know. Your mother oversees the maids in the kitchen, doesn't she?"
Zendaya stiffened beside me, her hands faltering in my hair. "Yes... but... what do you mean?"
"It's simple. Luxuria's food comes from the same place as everyone else's, whether she's in the dungeon or not. Your mother controls that. And you..." I leaned closer, dropping my voice to a near-whisper, "You will ensure that the poison gets into her meals. Every day. One drop at a time."
I watched as the realization hit her, the fear creeping into her features. But fear wasn't enough to stop me. I needed her compliance, her loyalty.
"You'll befriend her," I continued, my voice firm. "Once she leaves the dungeon, you'll stay close. Gain her trust if you have to. But you will make sure the poison reaches her. Slowly, carefully. No one will ever know. It will seem like a natural death."
"But why me?" Zendaya's voice trembled, her confidence shaken. "The Alpha—he'll know something's wrong if I get close to Luxuria. He'll kill us both."
"Don't be ridiculous." Shikta's eyes darkened. "The Alpha doesn't care who tends to her. And you'll befriend her, of course. Play the role of the concerned friend to gain her trust. You can do that, can't you?"
Zendaya swallowed hard, looking down at her hands. "And if I refuse?"
Shikta's smile faded. "Then you'll lose more than just the Alpha's favor. I've kept you by my side for a reason, Zendaya. Don't make me regret it."
Zendaya's face paled further, her eyes wide with disbelief. "But... Shikta... I am scared. If the Alpha finds out, he'll kill me." She was on the verge of tears.
"The Alpha won't find out," I interrupted sharply, my eyes narrowing. "I am a witch, Zendaya. I know my craft well. And when this is over, Luxuria will be out of the way, and the Alpha... the Alpha will still be mine, and you will get the reward I promised when I become Luna."
I knew that would do the trick. She's been looking forward to the promise I made to her, and I intend to keep it as long as she remains loyal to me.
LUXURIA.I can't tell how long I've been here. Days have blended into a haze of cold, damp darkness. My body trembles from the chill seeping through the stone walls, but it's the severe hunger that's worse.They only bring food in long, excruciating intervals—once every day, if that. My stomach growls in protest, but the fear that clutches at me is louder.I've been here for three days. Three endless, torturous days. At least, that's what I think. Time feels warped in this dungeon—this cursed place that stinks of decay and rot. The smell makes me gag every time I breathe, but what really drives me mad is the rats.They're everywhere.Monstrous, oversized rats scurrying across the filthy floor. Their large bodies brush against my legs as they dart by, their sharp claws scraping the stone.I shudder every time they come near, my heart racing in panic. I can feel them, crawling, watching, waiting for me to break.I hate them with a passion I never knew I had. My body tenses at the sound
ALPHA PARTHE.It's been days, and I haven't seen her yet. I made sure to keep myself in check in order to be able to tame whatever feelings were growing in me.I know she's been suffering. That Squalid dungeon is a place no one will ever pray to end up in. Thankfully, those stupid feelings were dying off already. All thanks to Shikta, who has been there to make sure I forget all about Luxuria, even though a fragment of her still lingers in me."Alpha," Vixtin, one of my loyal guards, called from the mindlink, "You have a guest," he said."Who is it?" I asked, hating to be disturbed at this time. I was having my alone time. If it isn't someone important, I'll just have to dismiss them."It's Alpha Nelfas," Vixtin said, and I frowned.I hesitated. What is he doing here?Alpha Nelfas has always wanted to be close to me as a friend, but I do not keep friends. I only keep allies.Nelfas is from a lineage the Moon Witch warned my lineage never to have anything intimate to do with. This was
ALPHA PARTHE.No matter what happens, I don't think I want Luxuria to die in the dungeon. It's been a week now, and she still languished in that cold, suffocating darkness.I had sent the maids to retrieve her—ordered them to bathe her, cleanse her of the grime and damp. She was to be brought to my chamber. There are rules she must follow if she seeks to survive peacefully here in my pack, under my protection.The heavy oak doors to my chamber creaked open, and I turned, expecting Luxuria.But it was Shikta.I stiffened. She wasn't who I was meant to see tonight.She strode in with a practiced grace, her figure draped in fabric that clung to her curves, deliberately dressed to steal my attention.Her lips were painted dark, matching the lustrous black silk that clung to her... Just as I liked it. The flicker of candlelight caught the sheen of her skin, a thin layer of sweat glistening along her collarbone.I knew what she wanted. But I was in no mood for that."Parthe," she purred, he
LUXURIA.I had been knocking on the door but got no answer. I was nervous to death. I was angry at him. At my mate. For putting me through such hell.That dark, cold dungeon had nearly shattered my spirit, molding me into something else. It broke me.I hated him for it. For everything. For tearing me down, breaking me piece by piece until the rebellion inside me died a natural death.I had no will to be rebellious or disobedient anymore. I wouldn't want to go back in there.He'd turned me into a version of myself I barely recognized, too afraid to resist. Yet, no matter the rage burning through my veins, I couldn't avoid him forever.Thanks to Zendaya for her intervention. She seemed to have delivered my message to the Alpha.I had sent her to tell him that I'd like to see him. And instead of coming to see me, he had released me instead. She must have put in a good word for me.The knot in my stomach twisted tighter with each passing second as I waited outside his door.I knocked once
LUXURIA.His words ripped me out of my treacherous thoughts, and I snapped my gaze back to his face, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Tears stung the corners of my eyes, a flood of emotions swirling inside me—anger, humiliation, betrayal, and a twisted desire that I couldn't control.But the tears came anyway, unbidden and shameful. I blinked them back, but I couldn't stop the trembling of my lips, the weakness in my knees.How could I feel this way about him after everything? After what I'd just witnessed?His cold, coal-black eyes bored into mine. The command in his words wasn't lost on me, and I had to fight against the wave of heat pooling between my legs.His threat wasn't idle. The atmosphere between us crackled with tension, charged with something dark, something dangerous."I… I didn't mean to—" I stammered, trying to form words, but my voice faltered, the weight of his presence too much to bear."You barged in," he said, his voice a soft but lethal growl. "Uninvited.""
LUXURIA.The tension in the room was stifling.Shikta sat across from me at the long dining table, her fingers delicately tracing the rim of her goblet.The morning sun rays caught her smug expression, and I could feel the weight of her gaze on me like a snake poised to strike.It was strange. This is my first time sitting in the dining hall of the Wild Wolf pack. If I were to choose, I'd prefer to eat alone in the confines of my chamber.Besides, of all his mistresses, why had he chosen me to eat with them?The dining seemed to be for high-ranking pack members alone - The Beta, Gamma, Shikta, three other men who I have never seen, and of course, the Alpha.Alpha Parthe wasn't there for breakfast yet, and I sincerely wished he wouldn't be joining us.I haven't recovered from last night's experience. The shame. Desire. Torment. And dismissal.He left me craving more. And I hated it.He didn't even care to ask how I was faring after locking me up in that unforgiving dungeon.Although a
ALPHA PARTHE.The moment I stepped into that dining hall, something in me snapped.How dare she dress in that manner for other men to see? She was too exposed for my liking.This wasn't just a mistress but my mate. I couldn't tolerate that. I had to ask her to leave.I saw the disappointment and embarrassment in her eyes, but who cares? As long as she is shielded from the hungry eyes of other men, then I am fine. Call me selfish."Alpha," Tervan's voice pulled me out of my thoughts, and I lifted my gaze from the scrolls I was meant to be reading before my thoughts drifted away."Tervan," I gave him my attention, "sit."I and Tervan have been friends since childhood. His father was the Beta of our pack, but something tragic happened to him when I became Alpha, and Tervan has been my Beta since then."You wanted to see me. What's the matter?" I asked him. He is the one person I can feel free with."I have been bothered about something, Parthe." He began, addressing me less formally. "An
LUXURIA.I desperately scanned through the large books on my table. My hands were trembling. My fear was getting the best of me.The glow in my eyes was becoming difficult to keep in check. It appears and disappears at will.What is wrong with me? Who can I talk to? What if I am truly a cursed one? Otherwise, how do I explain this?Everyone called me CURSED. I think I am beginning to agree with them.I couldn't tell the Alpha about this. What if he kills me because it is evident I am cursed? My curse is spreading faster now.I had to hide this as much as I could.For days now, I still haven't found a possible explanation as to what exactly triggered the curse in me. I was only able to find some herbs in a medicine book that treat acute anxiety problems.I might as well start with that first.As I feverishly flipped through the pages of an old tome, I stumbled upon a chapter titled "The Cure of Hera." The name made my heart race as it caught my attention.I skimmed through it, searchin