“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
“I now proclaim you, Alpha of Cresthowl pack!”Kiya fiddled with her fingernails as she watched the Elder rub a vermilion on Regan Wolfeclawn's forehead. He had finally been crowned as Alpha of the Cresthowl pack.But that wasn't what got her so edgy. The young Princess had just been brought…no, stolen from her own father’s pack two days ago.Regan had attacked her pack and despite all the efforts put by her father, the Alpha to resist Regan's warriors, they failed and fell.Now, Regan found his mate in Kiya and brought her back home as a form of trophy. But upon their arrival, Regan met his father deceased. After the funeral rites were over, he was immediately crowned Alpha and he had also chosen this day to officially mate her and make her his Luna.“I can't do it.” Kiya muttered to herself for the umpteenth time. She was greatly filled with fear of getting married to Regan – the Dreaded Warlord. Besides, he had conquered her pack and killed her father just two days ago. It would be
What?” Regan lunged to his feet in fury. Moonbeam pack was one of the packs he hated the most and has vowed to take down first when he becomes Alpha.“What sort of wish is that? That is totally against my plan to destroy Moonbeam pack!” ” He roared, seething with rage.“Alpha, it is what your father wanted. I'm sure he had his reasons” one of the Elders assured.“Be damned with what he wanted, this is totally against my plan of conquest!” He barked in retort.“No,” he shook his head, “I’m not doing it.” He affirmed.“Alpha, I would not advise you to discard this as it isn't just a disrespect to the late Alpha, but also a sin in the eyes of the Moon Goddess.” One of the Elders quickly chipped in.Regan paced to and fro, he couldn't contain the rage in him. He couldn't believe his father would do something like this. He was sure the dead man had deliberately made this wish because he was well aware of his belligerent attitudes. He was trying to prevent him from waging war against the Mo
Ivorie Kanin stood before the Elders and her father, the Alpha of Moonbeam pack in the courtroom. Beads of sweat rolled down her face, she wondered what her father had called her for. “You called for me, Alpha.” With a respectful bow, she said. “Yes, I did.” Alpha Johan, a big black haired man with small eyes answered. There was silence in the room afterwards. Alpha Johan shot one of his court members a look and the man cleared his throat before speaking. “Princess Ivorie, as you know, your sister, Eloisa is betrothed to Alpha Regan of Cresthowl pack and should be getting married to him in a fortnight.” The Elder said and Ivorie nodded. She wondered where this was leading to. She glanced at her mother to see her expression but she wasn't looking her way. “Umm…Princess Eloisa is well …unwell and sadly, the marriage with Alpha Regan cannot be shifted so …” the Elder cleared his throat again for the umpteenth time. “Oh for fucks sake! You're getting married to Alpha Regan now, gir
Regan had mixed feelings about this wedding. A whole part of him didn't want to be there in the first place, yet something inside of him was drawing him here. He had had a short and awkward discussion with Moonbeam pack Alpha and he was glad the formalities were over. He couldn't stand speaking with the ruler of the very pack he had planned his whole life on destroying. He was yet to see his bride as he was told that there were a few useless proceedings that needed to be done before the wedding rituals were performed. While he waited, he greatly wanted to just leave the hall out of annoyance, but Estan, his beta, told him to have some patience. Finally, those proceedings were over and he was introduced by the priest and then his bride was called in. He spotted her metres away, being escorted to him by the Luna. His heart was racing in ways that annoyed him as she took gentle steps towards him. Her white hair looked pure and spotless and her skin itself was plump and thick,
Regan dragged Ivorie across the large hall and out of it. He didn't stop there; he continued to drag her away until they got to a nearby armoury in the compound.“Where are you taking me?” Ivorie screamed, yanking her hand away from the Alpha's grip. She shot him a scowl.Regan looked down at her, amused at how short she was. He held himself from sniggering.“I need to make some things clear to you.” He growled, pointing his finger hard at her face.“This marriage of ours…it is nothing but a diplomatic move. I wasn't aware of my betrothal to you until a fortnight ago.” He said in a gruff voice.Ivorie rolled her eyes, folding her arms pompously, “Then I guess we found ourselves in the same shoes.” She said,Regan's face contorted with confusion. “What do you mean?” He asked.“Just like you, I was just chosen to marry you a fortnight ago. It was supposed to be my sister but…but she…she got really ill and I had to replace her.” She explainedRegan's eyes widened a bit. So she wasn't the
Ivorie didn't know where to go in this magnificent maze of a castle. She just followed Regan anywhere he went. Both of them were greeted by a bunch of nobles. Ivorie, who didn't know them or how to address them, only smiled and said “thank you,” to them. One question was bothering her mind now that no one came their way to greet them anymore. Where would she sleep? Was she going to be given a room of her own or were they going to share one? She hoped it wasn't the latter and even doubted it since Regan had said it himself; their marriage was just a political move. But Regan didn't say anything as she just followed him up the stairs. She didn't pay attention to the guards that were with them. Soon, they arrived in front of the door. Regan faced her. “This is..our room.” He said with pursed lips. Ivorie raised a brow, “Our?” and asked. Folding his arms, cocking his head at her, “You're no more in your father's castle to get a room to yourself. Not that there aren't enough here, bu
Ivorie became speechless as she felt gazes land upon her. Her neck prickled with nervousness. Why was this Duchess asking her this? Noticing that she was already silent for a long time. “That is none of your business, Jenna.” She had opened her mouth to speak but Regan beat her to it. She looked at him. He was glaring at Jenna and her eyes traced down his arm to see his hand fisted on the table. He was obviously angry at the Duchess’ attitude. And she was thankful for his intervention. Thinking that it was over, she bent and continued with her meal. “Forgive me Alpha. But I am merely curious. Many others would surely question the legitimacy of our Luna's…” “Are you questioning her legitimacy?” Regan thundered, his voice booming across the entire dining hall, sending shivers down the spine of everyone present. Clearly, Jenna wasn't done like Ivorie had thought. But outrightly saying such words at the wedding dinner of a newly wedded Luna was just…madness. The duchess sure had a
“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