Luna Rosina walked towards the infirmary early that morning, worry etched on her face. It has been three days since Ivorie had passed out, yet she hasn't regained consciousness, nor has she heard anything of Regan.She had been restless these past three days. She hadn't been able to have a good sleep. Sometimes, it was the maids that would urge her to have her rest whenever she remained in the infirmary late at night.Today again, as she paced down the hall to the infirmary, her heart thumped within her chest.“How is she?” She asked breathlessly as she barged into the infirmary. She knew she wouldn't get an answer from the healers that weren't inside the special room Ivorie was being treated. Nobody aside from herself, Shahera and the only healer that assisted her were allowed into the room.She went straight for Ivorie's room and almost bumped into Shahera who was coming out of the room.“How is she?” Luna Rosina asked in an anxious tone.“Still unconscious, Luna. In fact, I’m afrai
Regan and Estan smacked their horses, forcing the transport beasts to gallop faster.They hadn’t had the time to take a carriage as those ones would only make their travel slower. The witch healer sat behind Estan on his horse, holding him around the waist for support.Regan and Estan glanced at each other. Estan had a worrisome look on his face. ‘Do you think we can trust her?’ Estan asked through mindlink.‘I don't know, but we have no other option. However, if she tries anything funny on my Luna, I’ll have her head fed to the ravens!’ the Alpha replied as he slapped his horse again. His beast galloped faster, outrunning Estan's horse. They had to get back to Cresthowl pack as fast as possible if they meant to save Ivorie.****Late in the afternoon, Luna Rosina was sitting in the dining hall, food was being served before her but her mind was entirely somewhere else.She was thinking about Regan. Where had that stubborn child gone? This is the fourth day since he had rushed out of t
Regan marched through the castle gates as he handed his horse to a stable boy. He didn't need to tell Estan to pull the healer along with haste. Together, they entered the castle and went across it towards the stairs. The maids and servants jumped and ran on sighting their Alpha. Apparently, none of them had expected his arrival. Regan cared less about them and just continued to ascend the stairs. He would deal with them later. When he arrived at the third floor, he saw that the servants there were gathered in groups, discussing in what seemed like a grave tone. He glanced at them, wondering why they all had worrisome faces and looked at him with pity. A foreboding feeling engulfed him as he entered the corridor that led to the infirmary. He glanced at Estan as they neared the infirmary. When they got there, he didn't hesitate to throw the door open. His entry drew the attention of everyone in the infirmary at once. Their eyes flared on sighting him. “Where is she?” R
A wave of pain washed over Ivorie as she slowly regained consciousness. Her head was pounding frantically and her entire body throbbed with pain. She wanted to groan but her lips weren't moving. Confusion hit her as she wondered how she got to this position.All of a sudden, the wave of memories filled her mind and she remembered all that had happened in a flash. Her head ached the more, it was excruciatingly painful, like her skull was being shattered by a hatchet. She wanted to turn around in pain, hold her head and wail in pain but she couldn't. It was as though her entire body was on lockdown, unable to move a muscle.She couldn't even open her eyes. But she could hear some inaudible voices around her. People were there with her but who? Was she out of the dungeon already? Or has the devilish spell finally taken her life, plunging her into a world of forever darkness and silence?But yet she could still hear people talking. Maybe that cursed husband of hers had finally released he
Ivorie remained unable to move for the next three days. During those days, she didn't speak with the witch. She knew that she was being cleaned daily as she could begin to feel some parts of her body.Soon, the first part she discovered that she could move were eyelids. She opened her eyes one morning when she awoke. She was really eager to receive the ability of sight again as she had missed the image of people. That same day, she could also speak, it was like her mouth had been freed from a gag.She asked so many questions like who had come to carry her out of the dungeon. She felt dejected to be told that it was the beta. She didn't know why she wished in her heart that it was Regan. She reminded herself that she hated him now, he was her sole enemy in this castle and it was either she killed him first or she would be killed by him.Another day came and Ivorie woke up being able to move her limbs. Finally! Those were the parts that had proven stubborn since she regained consciousn
"What is this one for?" Ivorie asked as she sat up on the bed. Shahera was holding a bowl of jelly liquid in front of her. She had told her that she would be using it to rub her skin from now on."It's for your skin, Luna. It will help with the...patches." she said, a bit shyly. She didn't want to mention the word that obviously gets the Luna so riled up.Ivorie nodded, facing her. She collected the bowl and looked into it. She dipped a finger into it and felt its texture. It was slimy and jelly. She had a disgusted look on her face."It may look that way, Luna, but it's good. I concocted it myself." Shahera said in an attempt to wash away Ivorie's worries and doubts."You do remember that this is a spell and not a physical wound." She said, gesturing to her arms and legs. She gave the healer an incredulous look.Shahera nodded with confidence, "I know. The herbs possess significant magical properties. They were amongst the herbs used to perform the ritual that got you revived." She
“Wife,” Regan called as he stepped into the room, shutting the door behind. He glanced at Grace and the handmaid bowed to Ivorie before scurrying out of the room.He walked over to his closet, changing into a loose cloth as he wasn't going anywhere. He had finished training with some recruits and had taken a fresh shower.“How do you feel?” He asked Ivorie and the latter only glared at him. She wasn't going to speak to him.Regan hummed as he took a seat near her. Ivorie shifted on the bed, cursing under breath as a small pain tugged her hips.“I'm not going to eat you, you know.” Regan said in an amused tone.“No, but I can't assure myself that you won't lock me up again!” Ivorie retorted in a sharp tone. Shit! She cursed in her mind. She had spoken to him.“But you can. I give you my word, I won't lock you up again.” He said, placing his right hand on his left chest.Ivorie scoffed. Like she could take his word for it. He was a ruthless beast whose words mean nothing to him even.Sh
Ivorie's brows creased in anger. “And why would I do that?” She asked. She didn't take his words seriously when he told her earlier but it seemed he was serious about it.Why did he want to have breakfast with her? When she first arrived, he didn't want to be anywhere around her. He even slept in a different room just to be away from her. Why was he suddenly being so clingy? She wished things would return to how they were before she was locked up.“Why is he disturbing me? After locking me up in a plagued dungeon, he wants to kill me with frustration.” She said, facing Jenna.The latter smiled, “I would advise that you eat with him. I’ve known the Alpha for quite a while and I know when he is serious. If he says you won't eat unless you eat with him, you won't taste food, Luna.” The Duchess explained.Ivorie noticed how Jenna's cheeks flushed when she said she had known him for quite a while. For a moment she wondered if…never mind.“Okay, if he wants me to eat with him, I'll go.” She
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,