It was dusk and the annual Winter Ball had drifted to full buzz. The gates of the castle had been thrown open and the halls were filled with merry werewolves – both pack members and non pack members.There were more halls in the castle, halls that were enough to contain the common folks.There was also a special hall designated to the nobles and royals. Of course, it was the most elegant amongst all. With exotic decorative attires and traditional equipment hung around.Estan spotted Regan speaking with some other pack's dignitaries round a table just ahead. He went over the counter to get himself wine.After a few minutes of drinking, he felt a presence right behind him.“Alpha.” He called as he turned around, bowing respectfully.“Where is my Luna?” Regan asked immediately with a look of worry on his face.“Happy Winter Ball to you too.” Estan said sarcastically. “The Luna should be here…” he drawled, gazing around the hall but there was no sign of Ivorie.“She was acting strange dur
Regan held her waist dominantly as he mauled her lips. He used his tongue to part her lips so he could lead himself into her mouth. Their tongues fought each other within their mouths as they swapped saliva passionately. Regan, overwhelmed with love and lust slid his hands down her back until he cupped Ivorie's perky ass. She moaned into his mouth as her pussy clenched. She grinded her crotch against him and her moaning increased. Regan swept her off the ground and held onto her with her ass. Ivorie moaned into his mouth as her hands raked his hair with vigour. She felt herself falling backwards and she prayed she wasn't falling out of a dream. She fell instead on a soft platform. When she opened her eyes, she realised that it was a bed. She gazed at Regan in surprise. “How…” “Shhh…I might have sped all the way to the third floor because of this…” he said huskily and crushed his lips against hers. Ivorie giggled into his mouth as her hand went back to his head and back. The
“Come on, a little farther.” Regan held Ivorie as he helped her towards the forest outside the castle. Her wolf was still persisting to shift and if it weren't for Ivorie's resistance, it would have by now.Regan had quickly thrown random cloaks over themselves and led her out of the room. Using his secret network of tunnels, he had snuck them out of the castle through the back.And now, there they were, in the woods behind the castle, preparing for Ivorie to finally shift.“Reg…Regan…” Ivorie managed to call amidst the sharp jolts of pain that she was experiencing.Regan faced her, worry clearly written all over his face. “You’ll be fine…look at me. You will be fine.” He assured her defiantly.“I…I'm scared…urgh!” Ivorie said before another jolt of pain suddenly spread across her jaw.She fell into Regan's arms and he held her up. “You’ll be fine. I am here.” He told her again, trying to calm her down.She was still whimpering and shuddering, not from fear anymore but from the power
Ivorie was finding it difficult to believe what she had just heard. “Wha…what are you talking about…” she asked in a heavy tone.Regan ran his hand through his hair and sighed in devastation.‘Do not hurt her.’ Boris warned but Regan angrily shut him behind.“Let's return to the castle…”“No, tell what you meant!” Ivorie demanded vehemently.“Okay.” Regan faced her with a grave expression. “I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want the mate-bond.” He declared.Ivorie felt pain tug at her heart. She didn't know why she was reacting to his words this way. She had grown to get used to his harsh words at her. Why was she feeling such immense pain now?“But why…?” She asked, tears brimming her eyelids.“I didn't because…” he sighed, “... because I was selfish. I had a plan to conquer your father's pack and it couldn't work if you were my mate.” He finally divulged.Ivorie's mouth was left agape in dismay. She couldn't believe the words she was hearing at that moment.“And I also did
The Ball was finally nearing its end and Estan was happy he was able to dodge the Duchess throughout the duration. He went back to his brother who was now sitting by the counter, silently sipping from a cup of wine.Estan sighed deeply as he took a seat next to him.“You look like you need a dance.” Nick said with a smirk.Estan scoffed, “I don't think a dance will be enough to alleviate the stress I've gone through tonight.” Estan said as he was given a cup of wine and he drank from it.“Don't beat yourself up, brother. How hard can being a beta possibly be?” Nick asked and Estan turned to him with a look of disbelief.“Oh I'd like to see you try it for a moon and see how you’ll fare.” Estan said challengingly.Nick waved his hand, “I’ll pass. I would rather have other things to become.” he said and gulped down his drink.“What other things?” Estan asked with a raised brow.Nick ignored as his gaze went ahead. “I think it's time to dance with our partners.” He said.Estan looked at t
Night was at its peak and the moon shone at its fullest. The streets of Cresthowl pack were deserted and void of life as everyone had retreated into their homes for the night. The Winter Ball was over, and they would soon return to their regular lives.A carriage rode in the silent night, the sound of its rolling wheels being the only sound at that hour.In the rider’s seat was Nick, yanking the reins of the horse as he rode the carriage.He was seemingly in a lightened mood as he whistled away his favourite tune.He rode through a narrow road for a while, before he finally made a turn to a bushy path.After riding for a while on that path, he was riding the carriage through tall trees and thick shrubs.The moon had been obstructed by the branches and leaves of trees but Nick didn't seem to care as he knew where he was heading to.Soon enough, there was a cottage a distance away that came to his view.He halted the horse about a few meters away from the cottage and jumped off the ride
“That is impossible! Alpha Clawn cannot be dead!” Ivorie maintained once more as she walked into the hall where Estan and other guards were.Estan turned to face her as she stomped towards him.“Luna, his chambers have been checked, it is true.” Estan informed her.Ivorie shook her head and folded her arms over her chest. “Think about it, Beta. Do you really believe he is dead? He is the SCARRED ALPHA.” She pointed out.Estan sighed and glanced around before gesturing for Ivorie to follow him.They went to a lonely corner and Estan said, “You are right, Luna. I also personally do not want to believe he is dead. I haven't even set my own eyes on his body yet.”Ivorie furrowed her brows, “You haven’t? Why?” She asked.“His men that came with him for the Ball, they were the ones who found him dead and have refused to release his body to us.” He explained.Ivorie nodded her head slowly, “We have to check out his chambers for more information. His sudden death, Jenna’s escape. These all so
“Maia.” Ivorie repeated outwardly, a soft smile stretching her lips.“Luna?” Estan called and she turned her gaze to him, still smiling warmly.“I'm fine…it's just my wolf.” She said and cleared her throat. She had no need to update the Beta about her wolf. It was a personal matter and it could only be shared with her mate.Grace walked into the room and knocked to indicate her presence.“Forgive me, Luna. It is time for your breakfast.” She said with a bow.Ivorie exhaled. “Alright, I'll be right there. You can go.” She said and Grace bowed before leaving.Ivorie stood up and faced Estan with a serious face. “The Alpha is busy these days. It is up to us to keep the castle in good hands. Please do some investigation on Jenna's escape, I do not want to believe it is linked to Alpha Clawn's demise but we also shouldn't skip that thought.” She said and Estan nodded in understanding.After she left, Estan waited in the room for a while before he left also.…Kiya sat on a rocking chair in
“I want you all to be strongly vigilant this evening! The pack depends on it!” Regan hollered to the squad of warriors saluted before him under the bright moonlight in the castle compound.It was almost time for the fake meeting and fairly all of the Alphas had arrived. All of whom were still oblivious to the actual purpose of the meeting. Regan, however, had a plan to change that.“Once we get sight of him, Alpha, what should we do?” One of the warriors asked from the squad. The others murmured after.“The aim is to capture him for interrogation, so you must surround him first. But if he refuses to submit, you have permission to engage. Although, you do not go for the kill. Is that noted?” Regan explained and the warriors all nodded. He made sure to drill the rest of the instructions into their heads as he wanted -the pack needed -no mishaps from them.‘Alpha, Alpha Clawn has arrived.’ Regan was informed through mindlink. He immediately dismissed the squad and went towards the approa
“But princess, you have to eat something! Your father will have my head if you don't!” A middle aged woman said to Evangeline in a pleading tone.The Alpha’s little daughter scoffed and folded her arms pompously. “My father is not me. I will only eat once my father apologizes to me!” She maintained stubbornly, not bothering to face the woman behind her.She began to move her tiny legs forward but the woman walked after her.“Princess, your father is out, you…”“Then I'll wait for him to return!” Evangeline cut the woman off.Ivorie watched as the poor woman sighed heavily and ran her hand through her long hair.Ivorie suddenly decided to talk to Evangeline. She had wanted to since she yelled at her father at the dining hall the previous day.Walking out of the corridor she was in, she caught up with the little princess and her maid.“Evan…um…princess Evangeline, wait.” Ivorie said, almost forgetting to address her by her title.She wasn't quite sure what to address her by since she wa
Regan stood before his great-grandfather’s mighty statue which was situated at the far corner of the castle wide compound. It was the only statue in the castle and Regan knew it was the former Alpha's achievements that won him a statue. Achievements that none of Balor’s descendants were yet to uphold.Many thoughts ran through Regan's mind as he stood with his arms behind him. He had just ordered the scribes to send messages to invite his allied Alphas –those that were left on his side– to an important meeting at the castle. The purpose of the meeting was only for one single aim –to capture the assassin. He was their only hope to uncover their enemies and understand their motives fully.Footsteps intruded his thoughts and he adjusted his posture while sighing.“Alpha, the letter have been sent.” Elder Callen informed as he walked up to Regan's behind. The Alpha simply nodded.There was silence for a while before Elder Callen broke it. “Do you believe it is of best interest not to tell
Ivorie and Grace went back to Ivorie's chamber afterwards. Ivorie had a pained look on her face, and Grace couldn't help but notice. "Luna, what's the problem?" Grace asked, worried that her Luna might be having pregnancy cramps again. Ivorie, on the other hand, had more pressing issues going on in her mind than pregnancy cramps. Watching how Evangeline could speak to her father without fear made her think about the kind of life she lived with her family. "Grace, what was it like growing up? How was your relationship with your family?" Ivorie asked, and Grace was taken aback by her question, as she wasn't expecting it. "Uhmm... Luna, despite my family being poor, growing up was very fun," she said. She paused and smiled. "My parents were the best thing that could ever happen to me. My father loved my mother so much, and they both showered me with lots of love, always protecting me." Her smile faded as she muttered, "I missed them." Ivorie held her hand and smiled, giving her a ge
Everyone watched as the little girl - Evangeline, as Clawn had referred to her as - went mute. She still had a deep scowl on her face, which in reality, made her look cute rather than angry. “You will NOT speak to our guest in such manner!” Clawn ordered in a grave tone, his sharp and menacing glare rooted on his daughter’s face. She, however, didn't give the reaction Ivorie had thought she would. She instead fisted her hands, turned around and dashed off. A guard went running after her. Silence still reigned around the table, silence that carried awkwardness. “Let the feast proceed.” Clawn said in a low and unhappy tone before picking his spoon. ‘Well, that wasn't awkward.’ Maia remarked within Ivorie, sarcasm dripping from her calm voice. ‘I’m going to ask Clawn what this is all about.’ ‘I believe a father and daughter issue should be solved by them alone.’ Maia interjected. ‘Does this sound like a mere father-daughter quarrel? It obviously has something to do with me
“So he has a daughter.” Grace stated as she walked into the chamber offered to Ivorie after her. The latter slumped on the bed and exhaled heavily while Grace dropped the small bags she brought along with her. As they had been informed by Alpha Clawn, the rest of them would be brought by his servants.“I do recall him mentioning his family once, but it didn’t occur to me that he ever had a daughter.” Ivorie expressed, her gaze sweeping around the room they were in. Massive wardrobes, extravagant candle chandelier, lush rug – the usual furniture expected to be found in a proper castle chamber. Although a bit smaller in size when compared to her chamber in Cresthowl pack, Ivorie couldn’t complain. Alpha Clawn had helped them enough and she wouldn’t worry him about a change in accommodation. That would be an act of ingratitude.“You must be tired, Luna. I will request for a bath to be prepared for you so you can have your bath. Then you can have some food…” Grace ranted on as she dropped
‘’Luna, we have to remain quiet!’’ Grace whisper-yelled, holding Ivorie’s arm and desperately trying to keep her calm.Ivorie, however, was writhing in pain. Her hands clenched tightly that her veins popped and her teeth gritted as she tried to no avail to suppress her painful scream. She faced her handmaid and looked into her worrisome eyes.‘’I’m in…pain…’’ Ivorie cried through her gritted teeth.Panic surged through Grace and she fumbled with Ivorie's hands. Suddenly, a male voice from outside bellowed. ‘’You bloody liar! How many women are with you? Answer me!’’Grace’s face went pale immediately. She remembered Alpha Clawn’s words about how the rogues won’t know they were in the carriage if only they kept mute. Now that possibility is gone. She knew she had to find a way to protect herself and the Luna.Outside the carriage, two bulk-sized men stood before a more lanky but taller one. Of course, the taller one was the coachman riding the carriage while the two other men were rogu
Regan stood on the balcony of his chamber and watched as Ivorie entered the carriage. He watched as her handmaid came rushing to her front and kneeling before her.He was the one who had quickly informed the handmaid of Ivorie's departure. It was an impromptu departure and so most people in the castle weren't aware of it, including Grace. Regan had thought that she would need a friendly company with her in a strange land. And he knew she and her handmaid had grown into that friend zone. He also noticed that she was a very loyal servant and wouldn't leave Ivorie's side.Regan's heart bled when the carriage left, his wolf wailed and pushed him to stop her from leaving. To hold her to himself and embrace her forever. But he couldn't do that, he couldn't be selfish. She had to leave, not only for her safety, but also for the safety of those still in the castle.“Alpha,” a voice called him from behind and he snapped out of his saddening thoughts. He quickly wiped the drop of tear that tric
It was the following morning, the day Ivorie was to leave Cresthowl pack with Alpha Clawn. She wasn't running but playing her part to keep what the enemies wanted away from them.Ivorie had woken early that day and taken her bath. After dressing in her favourite obsidian green flowery gown, she ordered some servants to help her pack the necessary stuffs she wanted to take with her. All the while, she had a sulky look on her face.She waited outside her bedroom as she watched the servants do their work. Her mind had wandered off to the possibilities of a good and comfortable life in Blackwood pack.She knew she wouldn't be able to see Regan everyday. She wouldn't even be able to see him at all for moons or as long as she needed to stay there.‘I cannot believe you agreed to stay away from mate.’ Maia reprimanded her from within. She had been doing that all night, robbing ivorie of a sound sleep. Not that the latter could sleep anyway.‘It is for the best, maia.' ivorie said to her wol