“Ahhhh!!!!” Ivorie's screams of agony reverberated through the wall of her chamber as extreme pain ripped through her body.Regan had refused to take her to the infirmary, claiming that a personal space like her chamber was most perfect for labour.“Luna, you need to remain as calm as you can!” One of the midwives said, holding Ivorie's hand to support her.“It hurts! It hurts so much!” Ivorie wailed, tears falling down the sides of her face. She shook her head again and screamed through gritted teeth as another wave of pain ripped through her.Her world had narrowed to a singular focus: survival. The contractions ripped through her body like a raging storm, leaving her gasping for breath. “Quick, hold her down!” The midwives scurried around upon their leader's instruction. They were all keen on keeping their Luna alive and helping her deliver her baby safely."Push, Ivorie, push!" The oldest midwives urged, her voice firm but motherly. She would have probably gone through the same p
Alpha Johan groaned and rolled on his bed as the loud gong sounded. He muttered some incoherent words but didn't open his eyes.Luna Ivy, who was sleeping next to him, however, woke up immediately the gong sounded. She rubbed her eyes and saw her husband still sound asleep.She reached for him to wake him but before she could, Alpha Johan felt a sharp burning sensation on his lap. He yelled and sprang up. His action startled Luna Ivy, who looked at him in shock.“What did you do?” Alpha Johan asked, gripping Luna Ivy’s shoulder roughly.The Luna shook, “N…nothing, I haven't touched you!” She cried.Alpha Johan growled and pushed her away roughly. He felt something in his lap again and touched the area through his trousers. He felt something in the pocket and with a frown, dipped his hand in and pulled out a piece of parchment.“How did this get here?” He muttered as he turned to the side of the bed to read the parchment.Squinting his eyes, he read. The letter was from the witch from
“From Luna Ameriel of Blood moon pack!” An old gift bearer announced as he walked up the throne where Regan and Ivorie were seated.Ivorie smiled down at the old man as he knelt before them, carrying a large basket.Ivorie's eyes went to one of the guests seated on the rolls of chairs in the throne room and smiled at her -Luna Ameriel.“Thank you, Luna.” She said and the Luna smiled back warmly.They have been on it for several minutes now. Various dignitaries from various packs were gifting them, showering them with prayers and blessings for the birth of their baby.Although, Ivorie was smiling on the outside, she was worried inwardly. She hadn't heard of her parents’ arrival yet. She had specifically sent messengers to Moonbeam pack to inform her parents about her delivery. She was especially keen on seeing her mother.‘Won’t you relax? Your mother will be here soon!’ Maia scolded Ivorie as the latter kept on eyeing the entrance of the throne room. She was expecting them to walk in
Ivorie and Luna Ivy joined the guests in the dining hall. As Luna Ivy sat, Alpha Johan turned to her with a slight frown.“Where have you been?” He asked in a low grumpy tone.Luna Ivy took in a sharp breath and froze for some seconds. For a moment, it seemed as though she would falter but she exhaled and turned to him with a serious face.“To ease myself, husband.” She answered.Alpha Johan kept his glare on her for a while. He gave a suspicious glance at Ivorie but when he saw that she was speaking casually with a guest, he took his focus away from his wife.Luna Ivy sighed and sat upright. She gave Ivorie a subtle look and they both acknowledged themselves secretly.Ivorie sat upright also and kept a straight face.‘It’s time, Regan. Mother is clean.’ She mindlinked Regan.Regan, who was discussing with some other Alpha's, didn't change his facial expression when he heard her.‘Excellent. Play along.’ He returned.“Attention, please! Everyone!” Regan's voice overshadowed others’. S
Flashback “Regan,” Ivorie called his name softly. But he was deeply engrossed in playing with his newly born son. He tickled the little Alpha, muttered incoherent words to him and spinned him around playfully. All the while, Ivorie watched him unbelievably.After the midwives departed, it was getting late, and bedtime seemed imminent, but Regan seemed to have other plans.“Regan.” Ivorie called his name more firmly this time, successfully gaining his attention.“Who would've thought you were such a baby lover?” Ivorie asked, folding her arms across her chest with a smirk on her lips.Regan’s face lit with a happy smile as he gently laid the baby in his cradle. Now he could focus on his mate properly.“Well, I could be a lover of anything.” He said with a sly smirk, propping on the bed next to Ivorie. She giggled as he grabbed her and tickled her.“Stop, Regan. I need to tell you something really serious.” Ivorie's tone dropped a few octaves, testifying that she was being serious.Reg
“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
Flashback “Regan,” Ivorie called his name softly. But he was deeply engrossed in playing with his newly born son. He tickled the little Alpha, muttered incoherent words to him and spinned him around playfully. All the while, Ivorie watched him unbelievably.After the midwives departed, it was getting late, and bedtime seemed imminent, but Regan seemed to have other plans.“Regan.” Ivorie called his name more firmly this time, successfully gaining his attention.“Who would've thought you were such a baby lover?” Ivorie asked, folding her arms across her chest with a smirk on her lips.Regan’s face lit with a happy smile as he gently laid the baby in his cradle. Now he could focus on his mate properly.“Well, I could be a lover of anything.” He said with a sly smirk, propping on the bed next to Ivorie. She giggled as he grabbed her and tickled her.“Stop, Regan. I need to tell you something really serious.” Ivorie's tone dropped a few octaves, testifying that she was being serious.Reg
Ivorie and Luna Ivy joined the guests in the dining hall. As Luna Ivy sat, Alpha Johan turned to her with a slight frown.“Where have you been?” He asked in a low grumpy tone.Luna Ivy took in a sharp breath and froze for some seconds. For a moment, it seemed as though she would falter but she exhaled and turned to him with a serious face.“To ease myself, husband.” She answered.Alpha Johan kept his glare on her for a while. He gave a suspicious glance at Ivorie but when he saw that she was speaking casually with a guest, he took his focus away from his wife.Luna Ivy sighed and sat upright. She gave Ivorie a subtle look and they both acknowledged themselves secretly.Ivorie sat upright also and kept a straight face.‘It’s time, Regan. Mother is clean.’ She mindlinked Regan.Regan, who was discussing with some other Alpha's, didn't change his facial expression when he heard her.‘Excellent. Play along.’ He returned.“Attention, please! Everyone!” Regan's voice overshadowed others’. S
“From Luna Ameriel of Blood moon pack!” An old gift bearer announced as he walked up the throne where Regan and Ivorie were seated.Ivorie smiled down at the old man as he knelt before them, carrying a large basket.Ivorie's eyes went to one of the guests seated on the rolls of chairs in the throne room and smiled at her -Luna Ameriel.“Thank you, Luna.” She said and the Luna smiled back warmly.They have been on it for several minutes now. Various dignitaries from various packs were gifting them, showering them with prayers and blessings for the birth of their baby.Although, Ivorie was smiling on the outside, she was worried inwardly. She hadn't heard of her parents’ arrival yet. She had specifically sent messengers to Moonbeam pack to inform her parents about her delivery. She was especially keen on seeing her mother.‘Won’t you relax? Your mother will be here soon!’ Maia scolded Ivorie as the latter kept on eyeing the entrance of the throne room. She was expecting them to walk in
Alpha Johan groaned and rolled on his bed as the loud gong sounded. He muttered some incoherent words but didn't open his eyes.Luna Ivy, who was sleeping next to him, however, woke up immediately the gong sounded. She rubbed her eyes and saw her husband still sound asleep.She reached for him to wake him but before she could, Alpha Johan felt a sharp burning sensation on his lap. He yelled and sprang up. His action startled Luna Ivy, who looked at him in shock.“What did you do?” Alpha Johan asked, gripping Luna Ivy’s shoulder roughly.The Luna shook, “N…nothing, I haven't touched you!” She cried.Alpha Johan growled and pushed her away roughly. He felt something in his lap again and touched the area through his trousers. He felt something in the pocket and with a frown, dipped his hand in and pulled out a piece of parchment.“How did this get here?” He muttered as he turned to the side of the bed to read the parchment.Squinting his eyes, he read. The letter was from the witch from
“Ahhhh!!!!” Ivorie's screams of agony reverberated through the wall of her chamber as extreme pain ripped through her body.Regan had refused to take her to the infirmary, claiming that a personal space like her chamber was most perfect for labour.“Luna, you need to remain as calm as you can!” One of the midwives said, holding Ivorie's hand to support her.“It hurts! It hurts so much!” Ivorie wailed, tears falling down the sides of her face. She shook her head again and screamed through gritted teeth as another wave of pain ripped through her.Her world had narrowed to a singular focus: survival. The contractions ripped through her body like a raging storm, leaving her gasping for breath. “Quick, hold her down!” The midwives scurried around upon their leader's instruction. They were all keen on keeping their Luna alive and helping her deliver her baby safely."Push, Ivorie, push!" The oldest midwives urged, her voice firm but motherly. She would have probably gone through the same p
The courtroom was abuzz with anticipation as the Elders and councilmen gathered around the wide table, ready to interrogate Liliana. They murmured amongst each other and it was evident that excitement was brewing within them.They were finally going to know who their enemies were and maybe, if the goddess willed it, they would be able to defeat them.Regan walked in and as expected, silence descended in the room. The Elders and councilmen rose to their feet and gave their Alpha a short bow as he made his way to his majestic seat. They sat down only after Regan did.Regan’s gaze swept over theirs. It was obvious that he was equally as excited as they were. But he couldn't deny that the air was also thick with tension. He could feel the weight of responsibility on his shoulders. He was determined to get to the bottom of the mystery surrounding Liliana's involvement with Nick and whoever else was behind the numerous attacks on the castle and pack altogether.“Bring the witch.” Regan inst
“That's impossible! What would she be doing here?” Regan asked no one in particular.‘Alpha,’ just then, a mindlink filled his mind. ‘The witch, Alpha…she's here…at the gates…’ a guard stuttered.Regan's jaw dropped before his hands tightened into fists. His face then switched to a mixture of joy and fury.He was joyful because his enemy had made it easier for him to kill her and furious because he remembered what she caused Estan.“Remain here with the witches.” He instructed the two guards with him and stomped out of the hall.Regan paced down the stairs and hallways, rage coursing through his veins. He was in the spirit of killing at that moment. And he was going to take it all out on that witch.‘Alpha, what should we do with her?’ a guard mindlinked him.‘Chain her to her knees, I'll be right there.’ he instructed as he increased his pace.As soon as he descended the last flight of stairs, it dawned on him that Liliana was a witch and she could easily take down his warriors witho
Meanwhile, Ivorie was in her chamber, fiddling with the old parchment she had stolen from Elder Sherman's chamber back in Blackwood pack.She went through the content again, still finding it difficult to grapple with the truth that it held.‘Is this real?’ She thought.‘You’re holding the parchment in your hands.’ Maia’s smug tone filled her mind. Ivorie was sure she was rolling her eyes but she ignored her.‘Do you think I should tell him?’ She asked Maia.‘It’s your choice to make, Ivorie. If you really want to live the rest of your life as Alpha Clawn's sister, then tell him.’ Maia replied.Ivorie sighed, her shoulders slumping. She shifted her position as she felt slightly uncomfortable in her lower belly. Her baby was always stirring.She contemplated the difficult decision further.‘Maybe I should tell Regan, instead. He’ll know what to do. Or perhaps we'll be able to come up with a solution together.’ She thought.She looked up, determined. “Yes, that's what I'll do.” She decla
The golden rays of the sun upon the pack shrine illuminated the solemn faces of the gathered pack members. Five days have passed since Estan's tragic demise. Five days of absolute pain for his loved ones. Especially Regan. The Alpha hadn't just lost his Beta and most trusted advisor. He lost a friend, a brother. And the thought of that weighed on him for days.The burial ritual for Estan had begun, and the air was thick with grief. Regan, his eyes red-rimmed from lack of sleep, stood at the forefront, where the priests were lined up and chanting. His jaw clenched in a mix of despair and rage.Soon, the priests were done chanting and one by one, members of the royal family and Estan’s own extended family, moved forward to the wooden platform his body was tied to.One by one, they poured handfuls of red sand on his lifeless body. Some wailed, some simply couldn't utter a word.Regan moved forward after Ivorie, he was last to pour his sand. He stared longingly at his lost friend. Memori