“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
Three weeks ago…“Come on, it's getting dark, we should leave now.” Nick pointed out as he stood up from a chair that he was sitting on in the room offered to him and Kiya by Alpha Johan.He went on to grab his dagger and as he sheathed it, he glanced at Kiya who was still seated on the bed.He furrowed his brows and walked to her, looking worried.“What is it, love?” He asked softly, taking a seat next to her and stroking her hair gently.Kiya had an extremely worried look on her face as she gazed back at Nick. “I–I don't know…I just feel like…we shouldn't put our faith in him.” She finally divulged what was bothering her.Nick released a long sigh and shifted closer to her. “We already went over this several times, if he shows any sign of an ulterior motive…”“...we will cut ties with him immediately. I know, but what if he doesn't show any sign? What if he has an ulterior motive even right now? How are we sure we can trust him?” She asked worriedly.Nick lowered his head, sighing d
A jolt of pain struck the back of Ivorie's head as soon as she regained consciousness. A low groan escaped her lips as she tried to concentrate on chasing away the pain.Her eyes soon parted slowly, squinting at the load of sudden light that fell into her eyes.Her eyes darted around, taking in her surroundings. She couldn't remember what had happened before she blacked out. The first person her eyes landed on was Shaerah who was standing close to her.“Shaerah what…”“It's okay, Luna, you should still relax.” The head healer said, motioning for Ivorie to relax.“What happened?” Immediately Ivorie asked that question, her memories began to rain in. She remembered how she got to the infirmary and what brought her there. She remembered how she lost consciousness also.“Where's Estan?” She asked as her gaze swept around only for her to see a bunch of people standing silently by the door.She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. “What is going on?” She asked softly.A sense of cautiousness
“Luna?” Shaerah called Ivorie but the latter didn't hear her. She was lost in her own thoughts. Her jaw rested on her fists as the thought of her unexpected pregnancy filled her mind.It was only at that moment that she realised that neither herself nor Regan had taken prevention herbs before their sexual escapades. Apparently, they had been so lost in the bliss of the act to even think of any consequences.Consequences? It shouldn't be a consequence. Having a child, a male child, should be great news to her. A new source of happiness for her. She had conceived an heir for the Alpha of the pack. The future Alpha was lying in her womb. Yet, she still felt this hollow feeling in her gut.“Luna.” Shaerah called for the umpteenth time in a louder voice, successfully bringing Ivorie out of her thoughts.“Forgive me, Luna. Are you certain you are fine?” Shaerah asked in a tone of concern.Ivorie feigned a smile before nodding, “Of course.” She muttered.Shaerah sighed, she had tried her bes
“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