“Princess Kiya?” Awe was written all over Estan's face and his grip on his dagger weakened due to immense shock.He couldn't believe his eyes. Standing before him was the same princess whom her pack had been conquered by his Alpha about a year ago. The same princess who had rejected his Alpha as mate and had fled out of the picture ever since. The same princess everyone had thought was either no more or had started a new life in a far away pack.But all of that was wrong, because she was there, standing before Estan.Shock was also registered on Kiya's face. Her eyes darted around the room, her lips quivered and she blinked a thousand times more than usual.“Princess Kiya, what are you doing here?” Estan asked, fighting hard not to believe what his instinct was telling him. He didn't want to believe that she was working with Nick in whatever diabolical plan he had.“B…Beta…Estan, it's been…so long…” she stuttered, trying to find words to qualify her shock.Suddenly snapping back to co
It was dark as it should be at that hour of the day. Regan was in his office, flipping through pages of parchments and scrolls on the table before him.He was bare from waist upward, the dim light coming from the lanterns on the table casting shadows on his bare torso and outlining his muscles.He was just about to wrap things up and call it a day when he heard a shriek at the doorstep and looked in the direction.A smile curled up his lips when his gaze landed on Ivorie. His eyes immediately fell on her open bare cleavage that were revealed through the wide split of the flimsy night robe she was putting on.It intrigued him, just as always. He might have seen them bare a number of times already but he could never get enough of them.Ivorie's face lit up as she knew where his eyes were. She decided to give him a show and began to walk slowly into the office.Regan was almost huffing like a hound at the sight of her bosom jiggling beneath her robe. He was transfixed.Ivorie stood befor
Regan furrowed his eyebrows as he watched Estan's unconscious body intently. He was seated next to his bed, thinking about what Shaerah had just revealed to him.Ivorie, who was seated behind him, squeezed his arm encouragingly. She was just as worried as he was, maybe even more than he was.“What do you mean by a curse, Shaerah?” Ivorie asked the head healer who stood close to the door with her hands clasped together in her front.“Luna, it is only logical to conclude that if a patient doesn't respond to herbal treatments, they were affected by some sort of magic spell.” Shaerah said.“And how sure are you that he was cursed?” Ivorie asked again.Shaerah sighed, “I have had an experience with this kind of thing before, Luna. The woman didn't respond to treatment from the healers just like the Beta. It wasn't until someone brought up the idea that she might have been spelled that a witch was brought in to examine her. And it was discovered that a curse had been placed upon her.” She e
“Brennan!” Regan bellowed as he halted in front of the warriors' quarters. Brennan, clad in his black undervest, rushed out and saluted before his Alpha.“Alpha.”“Gather your squad, I want you to find me the foreign witch.” Regan ordered sternly, his mind buzzing with rage.“You mean Liliana, Alpha?” Brennan asked.“I don't care whatever her name is, just find her. And I want you to begin with the watchtower. Go now!” He roared and Brennan immediately disappeared from his front.He waited on the spot as he watched the warriors rally themselves up and march out of the castle.His mind was calculating. If his theory of Liliana working with Nick in planning something evil was correct, he needed to know where they would be. They could have fled the pack for all he knew.He stomped back into the castle main block, straight into his throne room.He ignored the greetings of the guards there and sat on his high throne.‘Bring those two Watchmen to the throne room this instant.’ He ordered a
Ivorie carefully twisted the threads into each other with her crocheting stick. She was seated on a chair in her chamber, doing what she did best whenever she felt down – stitching.She had refused Grace's offer to help her prepare a small meal. She wasn't hungry, she didn't feel like eating anything at all. She just wanted to stitch.She heard the door of her room click slightly and she raised her head. But meeting Regan's face made her face her fabric again.Regan released a heavy sigh. He walked in and shut the door carefully.Even he could sense the tension in the air as he stepped in. To him, Ivorie was obviously still upset at what she had seen him do.“You're still maintained on stitching.” He remarked as he sat on another chair a few feet away from her.Ivorie didn't respond.“Ivorie.” Regan called. “What I did to that watchman…”“You had to do it, I know.” Ivorie cut him off between his words.Regan tilted his head with a quizzical gaze.Ivorie sighed and laid aside her stitc
Nicholas peeked his head out of the side of the carriage, gazing up at the sky. It was bearing a dim blue hue, meaning it was early dawn. His gaze swept out around their vicinity, and he saw the trees and shrubs ladened on the floor.Sighing heavily, he retreated back into the carriage.“You should keep your face hidden, we are nearing the Moonbeam territory.” Blood Grove said from outside the carriage. He was the one riding the horses, commandeering the carriage’s movement and direction.“We have been riding all night, I do not remember Moonbeam pack to be so far in distance from Cresthowl. And if we are nearing Moonbeam territory, why are we still surrounded by thick forest trees?” Nick asked with dissatisfaction clear in his tone.“You are surely an impatient one Commander.” Blood Grove remarked as the carriage moved over a bumpy road, shaking the carriage and thus, making sleeping Kiya moan softly.Nick patted her head gently, bringing her back to sleep.“That doesn't answer my qu
“Alpha Johan, these are your guests.” Beta Jordan announced as he stood aside.Nick's eyes narrowed on the chubby man before them with a curious gaze. Even as the commander of his pack Watchmen, he hadn't set his eyes on the Alpha of Moonbeam pack before.Kiya, on the other hand, was expressionless. She didn't know how to react in front of him. If she should act respectfully before him or be as stern as Nick was, she had no idea.But since she was there with Nick, she might as well just follow his lead.“Alpha Johan,” Nick acknowledged, still with a curious frown.“Ahh, you must be Commander Nicholas. I have heard so much about you.” He faced Kiya with the same cheeky smile, “And you're Lady Kiyalera,”“Princess, Alpha.” Beta Jordan instantly corrected.“Hmm,” Alpha Johan hummed but didn't correct himself.“Well, let us get straight to the reason you are here, shall we?” He said as he shifted on his seat. He pointed at the chairs opposite him.Nick and Kiya took the indication and sat
Ivorie's eyes snapped open to the loud banging of her door. With peachy eyes, she glared at the door with deep contempt. Groaning in frustration, she managed to lift her back off the bed even though every nerve in her system screamed against that. All she wanted to do was to just sleep.“Who is it?” She barked at the knocker, not bothering to hide her anger. Whoever it was must know how displeased she was.The door cracked open and a guard peeked through. It was Brennan.“Luna, forgive me…”“What is it? I do not need your apologies!” She cut him of curtly, still scowling like a disrespected peacock.Brennan swallowed hard before going straight to the point, “The warriors that were sent to the Blackwood pack have returned, Luna.” He said.“And?” She said, almost groaning again. Three weeks had passed and Nick and Liliana – the witch – had not been found. It was now up to her to find them and bring them to justice.It would have been easy if Regan was there with her. But with the long a