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
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
‘’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
“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
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
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
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
“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
The throne room was filled with a heavy sense of calmness. Regan and Ivorie were seated on their thrones, their demeanor calm and collected. They looked out upon the massive gathering of the pack Elders and Alphas from the allied packs. Decorum reigned amongst them as they had their gazes on the criminals at the center of the throne room.Alpha Johan, Beta Jordan, Nick, and Kiya knelt, their heads lowered in utter shame. They awaited their judgements.“Elder Callen, begin the procession.” Regan instructed in a strong voice.Elder Callen stepped forward and bowed to Regan and Ivorie before clearing his throat."Johan Kanin, Jordan Volkov, Nicholas Jenn, and Kiyalera Sven, you have been found guilty of the following; treachery, multiple murders, massacre of warriors, abduction, and attempted usurpation. These are heinous crimes and according to the law of Cresthowl pack, your punishment will be death."The room fell silent, except for the sound of Kiya suddenly bursting into tears. Whi
Regan and Blood Grove crashed into the nearby bush, their bodies entwined as they skidded across the dry underbrush. A thick tree was what stopped Regan from rolling.Blood Grove was the first to regain his footing. A sly grin spread across his face as he faced Regan."Alpha Regan, it's such an honor to finally meet you officially," Blood Grove said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Regan stood up and swatted dust off his body.His eyes narrowed on Blood Grove, his jaw clenched in rage.“I wouldn't say the same for me. You have been a thorn at my side for far too long, assassin. Because of you, many innocent lives were lost, including that of my Beta.” Regan seethed and his hands fisted. His desire to fight burned through his veins."I was simply following orders, Alpha. But I'm sure you cannot understand, since you’re a ruler.” Blood Grove said with hatred.“I’ll kill you, for taking my son!” Regan shot, his eyes flickering red and blue.Blood Grove chuckled, his eyes glinting with a
The courtroom hummed with several voices. Ivorie sat at the end of the long table, silently watching the Elders engage in heated argument amongst themselves. Although it was not a pleasant thing, it took her mind off the worry of her baby."Luna, we understand that you've been grieving the kidnapping of your baby for days, as expected," one of the Elders said, his voice gentle but firm. "But I believe it is time we received more information concerning our Alpha's betrayal. We need to know what happened, and why Regan would betray the pack in such a way."The rest of the elders nodded in agreement.“And most importantly, why would he want his own newly birthed son kidnapped?” Another Elder added. Everyone went mute, awaiting Ivorie's response.Ivorie's eyes darted nervously around the room. It felt like a heavy weight had been placed upon her with the Elders’ intense attention on her.She knew that she had to tread carefully, to avoid revealing the plan that she and Elder Callen had e
Ivorie paced to and fro in her chamber, her mind reeling with thoughts of her baby. It had been two days since she had sent Jenna out to find him, and yet there was no update. The thought of that alone made her shiver occasionally.No word from Nick, no message from Jenna. The silence was horrifying, and Ivorie's anxiety was growing by each passing hour.She went to the fireplace, pacing back and forth in front of it with her hands clasped together in a futile attempt to calm her racing thoughts. ‘What if Jenna has betrayed me? What if she has used the opportunity given to her to gain her freedom without the need to help me?’‘What if Nick has harmed my baby? Oh goddess! Please help me!’ Ivorie's heart beat in accordance with thoughts in her mind. She covered her face with her palms, sobbing silently Just as she was starting to lose hope, the door of the room was thrown open. Ivorie raised her head and saw her mother walking in, a look of genuine concern etched on her face. "Ivori
The streets of Cresthowl had become totally different from what she remembered. She was used to a quiet and deserted night but tonight, the streets were reeking with a lot of people. And not just regular pack members, warriors also. The pack Watchmen and even guards were roaming and patrolling every corner of the pack.It made her wonder what in the name of the Moon goddess happened in the past year.It took her great knowledge of every nook and cranny of the pack streets to evade the warriors. She had grown up in the streets of the pack and she knew it like the back of her hands.Finally, she arrived at a lonely alley, near a very busy market. There were no warriors there.Her eyes were on a particular woman in the market. Black short hair and a skinny build. She was only going about her market scouring but Jenna had other plans for her.When the woman was done in the market, she headed through another alley adjacent to the one Jenna was in. She followed her.She paced after the woma
The darkness of the dungeon seemed to press in on Jenna from all sides, the cold stone walls and damp air a constant reminder of her captivity. She had been in there for about a year now, if her counting of sunrises through the small gap above her were accurate. One year of captivity in this wretched dungeon. An entire year of living in an unfavourable condition, consuming unhealthy food and breathing pungent air.She had begged the guards multiple times to clean the other corner of the cell where decayed human dung lied for a long time. She had learnt to live with it overtime.She sat in a corner, busy playing with a small stone. In this place, that was about the most interesting thing she could do.But she knew all these conditions she found herself in, were caused by her. She brought it upon herself. She blamed herself for going against the Luna of her pack. Especially when the Alpha himself had never taken a liking in her from the onset. She had made a grave mistake and she was
“I have given you milk, I bought some cookies for you from the market, risking my own safety. I even tried to sing you a song. But you keep crying!” Kiya wailed as she sat opposite Ashken in a small ramshackle hut.They had decided to remain in Cresthowl pack for the time being. As they believed that Ivorie would do their bidding because her baby's life was at stake.Although with Kiya's experience with Ashken, she feared she’d have to end his life sooner than planned.Kiya's eyes were fixed on the baby, whose loud cries filled the entire hut. Kiya's hands trembled, her veins coursing with rage. She glared at the child intently, her mind racing with many homicidal thoughts.Her killing intent reached its peak when she sprang to her feet. But fortunately, the door of the hut was opened.Her attention moved to Nick as he walked in. Any second later and she would have done something she would regret greatly.“What's all that dreadful noise?” Nick asked with a frown.Kiya walked over to
“...may not be back anytime soon. And if I don't return at all, please do right by your Luna. She is the perfect woman for you, your life changer. You may not see it, but she has brought a new light into your life. Believe it when your Beta says it. Believe it when your best friend says it.”Regan sighed as he read the last letter he got from Estan. His hands became heavy with great despair, almost clouding his very soul. He dropped the letter on the table before him as his eyes stung with tears.He raised his head, shaking his head and refusing to shed tears.‘Get a damned grip on yourself! You're the Alpha!’ Boris scolded harshly within him.Regan controlled his breath, but it was hard. He had lost his Beta, his friend. Not only Estan, but Brennan also. They both were his friends although he didn't acknowledge one until his death and that guilt was eating him up from within.Rapid footsteps invaded the room he was in and he quickly put on a stoic face, shrouding his sad expression.
His feet crushed the dried undergrowth of the thick forest in the outskirts of Crescent Moon pack. His feet carried him as fast as they could, but even with the speed, he was still as stealth as ever. It was as though he was running on the air and not on land. He practically appeared like a blur under the dim moonlight.He glanced around frantically multiple times, hoping no one was tailing him. Until he arrived at a particular cave surrounded by thick and tall trees. He looked back once more, making sure he was alone there before walking into the cave.As he entered the small cave, Kiya looked up, worry etched on her face. "Nicholas!” She exclaimed as she sprang up to her feet. “Goddess, I was extremely worried about you," she said in relief, rushing to his side.Nick cracked a smile at the corner of his lips, embracing her. "I'm fine, my love. I just had a close call with Regan's warriors."“Oh goddess, are you okay?” Kiya asked, checking Nick out for any form of wounds.“I'm fine,