“Regan, NO!” Ivorie's voice resounded in the room. Silence descended and the guards stopped dragging Jenna.The Alpha turned his face to Ivorie. She was on her feet, panting. She couldn't just watch an innocent person being killed for a crime she didn't commit.“You can't do this.” She breathed. The gaze on Jenna's face made her pity her.With arched brows, Regan asked, “Why not? She tried to kill you.”“That is still under investigation!” She countered instantly.“What else is there to find out? All fingers point at her. She tried to kill you.” Regan turned his whole body to face her. He walked closer to her in bold steps but Ivorie remained rooted to the spot. She wasn't afraid of him.“The real culprit is there to be found, Alpha. I will not allow you to take an innocent life.” She said defiantly, her face looking up at Regan's.The Alpha chuckled. If only Ivorie knew what he knew about Jenna. How she had always tried to woo him and how she seemed desperate about it. But why should
Ivorie could feel his breath on her face and it made something coil up in her belly, her face also heating up.She couldn't help her eyes from falling from his sexy double coloured eyes down to his thin lips. They were so narrow and so kissable. She felt the urge to crash her lips against his, to kiss him hard until his lips parted and she had access to his tongue. She wanted to taste him but she knew she mustn't.“What are you looking at, princess?” His husky voice asked in a whisper. She quickly tore her gaze away from those sexy lips of his but it was already late. The Alpha had noticed her.She scolded herself. Yet again, he was the one pulling back while she made it look like she yearned for him.“Let me go.” Her voice came out hushed even when she really wanted to yell at him. It was as if his body was a spell instruction book, telling her what to do.“Why are you so concerned about her?” Regan asked, his eyes searching for the answer to the question he asked.“Who?”“The Duches
Ivorie yelped with a start. She instantly fell backward into the water but she was lucky not to hit herself.“What are you doing here?” She asked loudly. Her arms were wrapped in front of her chest even though she was already in water, while her handmaid quickly turned her back to them.A sly smirk played on Regan's lips. “I have come to take a shower.” He simply said.“Then why did you not announce your presence so I can wait for you to finish?” Ivorie asked, trying not to allow the water to push her towards him. Her heart was beating fast in her chest.“Why should I?” Regan asked.“Because…. because we can't share a bathtub together!” Ivorie almost screamed. This husband of hers was the most frustrating man she had ever encountered.“Why not? Aren't we man and wife?” He asked, leaning forward. Ivorie moved back cautiously.“I don't want to share a bath with you, just like I didn't want to share a bed last night.” She argued, still paddling backwards with all her might.“Is that so?”
“Open the cell.” Ivorie ordered the guard that was stationed outside Jenna's cell. She had asked the previous guards the location of this cell.Another guard entered the cell and soon came out with Jenna. Ivorie almost winced at her appearance.Her whole body was bruised with dirt and her once beautiful and elegant dress was now tattered like that of a beggar. She had a look of contempt on her face.Ivorie sighed, she couldn't blame her. She was innocent and Regan just had to punish her to satisfy his belligerent self.“Duchess…” Ivorie began but was interrupted.“Thank you, Luna, for getting me out. I think I should take my leave now.” Jenna said in a low voice.She didn't wait for any other word from Ivorie as she limped away. Ivorie released a deep breath as she watched her leave.Ivorie left the dungeons and headed for the garden. It was still as beautiful as the last time she was there. It seemed someone had been watering the flowers in her absence. The flowers were intact and bl
“Who's this ugly old man?” Ivorie asked with arched brows as they both stood before a picture frame. In Ivorie's mind, the man on the frame was just so ugly.Regan bursted a short laugh. Ivorie's eyes widened as she had never heard him laughing so sincerely before. It sounded real and she felt a bit dejected for not seeing it.“That is Alpha Ronald, Alpha of Moon Stone pack. Make sure you don't talk about his distorted face in his presence.” Regan said with a tone of amusement as he walked away.Ivorie stayed there, still looking at the ugly picture. She scoffed before following Regan to the next frame.He had been showing her various pictures of important dignitaries for almost an hour. Ivorie wouldn't deny the cramps pulsating through her legs and back. But she also couldn't deny that this was fun.They had gone through Alpha's, Dukes, Lunas and Betas of different packs, most of which were under the rulership of Regan's pack.Ivorie wondered if any of those packs were happy with Reg
“Or what?” She demanded.With a deep growl, Regan's grip around her neck tightened, forcing her to choke. More growls escaped his mouth as he pushed her backward till her back was against the wall.“I'm going to tear your face to shreds!” He growled menacingly. As Ivorie glared back at him, it seemed the hue of his eyes deepened. The blue one had taken a sharper shade and the red was dripping of colour. Yet, Ivorie remained sturdy, she didn't flinch nor fear.“You can't hurt me. I am your Luna and besides, you said it yourself just earlier ago. You are my husband and no harm can come to me from you, or have you forgotten your own words Alpha?” She asked in a singsong tone.It struck a chord in Regan and he bared his teeth, growling slowly. He wanted so badly to snap her fragile neck, to just flick his hand and be done with it. But the restraint, the confines he was put in by his wolf.‘Don’t you dare hurt her!’ Boris growled within him.It wasn't like Boris could stop him from making
Silence instantly descended on the dining hall. Everyone stopped eating and had their gazes turned to Ivorie. Ivorie watched Jenna who had a wicked smirk plastered on her face.But Ivorie didn't plan on being embarrassed today. This wasn't her pack anymore, where she would be treated like trash and without importance. Now she was a Luna and she was going to act like a Luna.A confident smile curled up her lips and she leaned backward into her chair.“I don't remember you being my mother, Duchess? So why ask?” She asked with an air of confidence billowing around her.Jenna's lips twitched, glancing at everyone else around the table. It was apparent that she also didn't want to lose face in the presence of the nobles.“But..we have to be sure, Luna. An heir is an important aspect of a royal life.” She said.“I'm well aware, Duchess and I don't need you to remind me of that.” Ivorie retorted.“But it doesn't look like there is any progress. I mean…everyone knew when the Alpha had you thr
“Here it is Luna.” Grace muttered, in her hands was a tray ladened with a glass of water and a small bowl.Ivorie, who was sitting on a chair in her room, didn't immediately answer her. Her mind had wandered off thinking about what had happened earlier at the throne room.Those peasants had tried to kill her. In some packs culture, that was a terrible omen, a spiritual taboo. What could cause the people to want their leader dead by their own hands?“Luna?” Grace called with a louder tone, successfully bringing Ivorie back to reality. The Luna looked at her handmaid with a blank face.“You have to relax Luna.” Grace said encouragingly. She placed the tray on the table and knelt before Ivorie.As she began to carry the small bowl, Ivorie raised her hand at her. “That's okay, I’ll do it myself.” She said curtly.Grace arched her brows, “Are you sure Luna?” She asked.Ivorie gave her a wry smile and nodded. Grace sighed before standing up and walking out of the room.Ivorie took a glass o