The sun was beginning to set upon the Cresthowl pack lands.At the castle gates, Regan and Estan walked, carrying their hunting gears over their shoulders. They also had different killed animals in their grasp. Their hunting expedition seemed to have been fun.Before they entered the palace, the gears and games were collected from them by the servants.Regan retreated to the first room where the explosion had occurred. He didn't want to deal with Ivorie and her tantrums yet.The atmosphere in the pack house was solemn; each and every servant and maids were going about their duties and there was no noise or unnecessary chatter that Regan detested.He happily strode to his bedroom, entering the closet to pull off his gear.He then headed straight for the bathing room. As he approached it, he hoped he wouldn't meet Ivorie.And he was lucky, because there was no one there. He dipped himself into the bathtub, sighing as the chill ran encompassed his skin. He had deliberately chosen the wat
Ivorie gasped in shock as her eyes landed on Regan. The book dropped from her hands immediately and she quickly reached for the blanket on the shelf next to her. Pulling it over her chest, she used it to cover up her half-nakedness.“What are you doing here?” She asked in a high pitched tone, her eyes dripping with anger.Regan arched a brow at her, “This is my room?” He pointed out.Ivorie's shoulder slumped. She was stupid to ask that question. She had just taken her bath and hadn't fully gotten dressed. Being busy with thoughts of her pack and Cresthowl pack's past indifferences and how she didn't know about it until now, kept her busy.“I didn't know you were back.” She mumbled, walking slowly towards the closet.Regan's eyes followed her, still intrigued by her body which was only barely covered by the blanket.Her eyes kept focused on him as she moved backwards. As a result, she tripped over a small wooden box and fell backwards with a scream.Regan muffled a laugh, averting his
Ivorie looked at him in horror. She instantly put on a frown, overshadowing her initial fear.“And you said no harm would come to me from you.” She muttered, feeling proud to be able to use his own words against him.Regan's eyes darted around hers, as if searching for something in them. His orbs held mixed feelings that Ivorie couldn't quite understand. She could see rage in them, the urge to hurt her, but she also saw something else, something warmer. No, that's not Regan, he wasn't warm.“You're bold, little princess.” He mumbled, a smirk tugging his lips.Ivorie, who could feel his breath on her face, replied, “I am the Luna after all.”Regan chuckled slightly. “And you don't think to be submissive when need be?” He asked, his eyes boring into hers.Trying not to get lost in his eyes, she answered, “Let's hope I won't need to.”Abruptly, Regan pushed himself away from her and that was when Ivorie realised how their bodies had been pressed together. She found herself wanting him cl
“What is she doing here?”Her eyes dilated as she watched the duchess in awe. This was so daunting to her, her eyes held shock in them.But she was also curious, “What is this Duchess doing in our bedroom?” She asked herself again, inaudibly.The Duchess, Jenna, glanced around, her head pivoting left and right. She was apparently checking if there was anyone there. Ivorie was forced to retreat backwards into the dark passage.She peeped again and saw Jenna snuck towards the closet. There was nothing in her hands, so Ivorie couldn't guess that she wanted to put something there. ‘Then, what is she going to do?” She asked herself in thought as she watched Jenna keenly.Jenna finally disappeared into the closet and Ivorie's head instantly began to do a countdown. “I'm going to wait for her to come out,” She whispered decisively. “I have to see what she's up to, but if I come out now, she’ll suspect where I came from. And the last thing I want is for her to discover my new secret passage
Her eyes tore open. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes landed on his. The thick lashes created a dark shadow over his face, making him even more alluring than he should be.But Ivorie wasn't worried about his looks, her heart was racing because she had been caught. She had been caught doing the exact thing he forbade her from doing. A large lump forced its way down her throat.Regan's brows furrowed down at her, a low growl escaping his throat but he didn't open his mouth.“Answer me.” He demanded in a dark tone.As if his voice was like a hypnotic song, Ivorie found herself wanting to answer him.“I…I needed to…” her lips quivered in the same rhythm her heart beat. She gulped again, unable to find words to explain herself.Suddenly, Regan opened his mouth, a deep growl escaping his lips along with his words in a booming tone, “I said answer me!”Triggered by his yell, Ivorie flinched and took a step back, before quickly turning around and dashing off.“Little princess!” Rega
An hour had passed and Ivorie was still locked up in the room, pacing to and fro in worry. Yes, she was worried about her husband, Regan, but she tried not to admit it.She bit her finger nervously as trains of thoughts raced through her mind. What exactly made Regan so agitated like that? From the way his expression changed suddenly in the garden, she guessed he had been informed about a danger through mindlink.She groaned and slammed her ass on the bed. She couldn't mindlink and that pissed her off. If only she had a wolf…she wouldn't even have to be kept in the dark like this, she could easily mindlink Estan or someone else in the pack about what was going on.As she sat on the bed thinking, she hoped Regan returned soon and got her out of there. She really didn't like being alone.Minutes ran by and there was still no sign of Regan or anyone else. Everywhere was silent, it was as if they had all vanished to where something possibly was going on, leaving her behind.She groaned an
“Everyone knows that,” Ivorie said as she resisted rolling her eyes again.“And does everyone know?” Regan asked, crossing his arms.She shrugged, “The wars, always conquering smaller packs.”Regan's eyebrows raised, “Okay first, I don't conquer smaller packs. They are strong and formidable packs and it is with my superior strength that I defeat them.” He corrected her, his eyes twitching, “and no, I meant what made me become the Dreaded Warlord.” He added softly.“Okay,” Ivorie shrugged again, “I'm listening.” She might as well just wait here and spend the evening with him, even though the sight of him half naked and sweaty sent an unknown feeling to the bottom of her stomach.“We weren't always the greatest pack in the continent, you know,” he began.“Before the reign of my great-grandfather, Balor, Cresthowl pack was one of the smaller packs in the continent. The pack had little to no resources, hence low numbers in warriors.“Even with all that, they were always bullied by the big
With small strides, she got to him, standing next to him and facing his side.She was dangerously standing close to him, the heat from their bodies colliding between them.Regan turned to her, looking down into her eyes. Their bond was thickening and Regan's wolf was the only one there to bear its weight. It was hurting him the way he resists, his wolf needed her, to claim her, to make her his.Boris' emotion overcame him as he reached for her.Ivorie felt cold shivers skitter down her thin spine as Regan's hand touched her face. He caressed his thumb on her cheek without breaking eye contact.His eyes might be terrifying to everyone but they weren't to her. The double colours were captivating and she was captivated by them.His touch was surprisingly soft, she could feel every inch of its roughness on her face. It only announced more how war-like he was.She gulped, unable to push words out of her mouth. What was this man doing to her? She was supposed to hate him, he was supposed to
‘’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
The sun was beginning to set upon the Moonbeam pack lands. Alpha Johan and his team of conspirators had been waiting at the pack border for the whole day.“How long more do we have to wait till you believe that your mercenaries failed?” Nick asked in a tone of frustration. He was standing next to Alpha Johan as they both watched warriors training below from the building they were in.Without facing him, Alpha Johan responded, “I’ve told you countless times, Commander, this part of the job requires patience. Which you clearly lack.”Nick scoffed, “You know to be honest, when I initially saw those werewolves you hired, I noticed that they wouldn't be as professional as you said they were.” He pointed out tauntingly.Alpha Johan chuckled but it was beta Jordan who spoke. “Be careful with your words to the Alpha, Commander. He is an Alpha and when he says the mercenaries are good, they are.” The beta stated sternly.Nick, however, remained unfazed and scoffed again. “And how many times ha
Everyone in the hall gazed at Alpha Clawn with awry eyes. They couldn't believe what they had just heard from him.“Would you care to elaborate, Alpha Clawn?” Elder Callen requested.Clawn sighed heavily before looking straight at Regan. “That night of the Winter Ball, I saw the face of the man that attempted to murder me.” He announced, bringing gasps into the hall from the members.Alpha Clawn eyes darted around before landing on Regan again. “This should be confidential. There may be ears on the walls.” He stated sternly.Regan nodded before glancing at the guards around. “Leave,” and at once, all the guards marched out smoothly.All the Elders and nobles had their interest piqued now. They sat at the edge of their seats, waiting for Clawn's story to continue.“I believed that if I came out that I wasn't dead, it might be a bit difficult to know who my killer really was, or why he had wanted me dead.” Clawn continued. “So I kept the news of my death the way it was and asked my men
“Everything will be fine. We are all safe now.” Ivorie muttered to three little girls and patted their heads tenderly. They nodded before turning around and joining the others where they were seated.Ivorie stood up and gave Shaerah a nod, the latter returned it. Grace walked up to Ivorie and bowed. She had a concerned look on her face.“Luna, I hope you do not feel feverish?” She asked. Ivorie shook her head.“You know, if you want to rest a bit, there is some space…”Ivorie interrupted her, “I’m okay Grace. Thank you for your concern. You should also take a rest yourself, you have done well today.” Ivorie complimented the handmaid, gaining a warm smile and a bow from her.As Grace returned to her seat, Ivorie went to the guard that was standing at the entrance of the bunker that they were in.“How come I didn't know about this secret bunker until this day?” She asked as she folded her arms on top of her belly.“It was made a secret for a reason, Luna. Only a few warriors, including
“A…Alpha Clawn?” Ivorie stuttered. Utter dismay was evident in her eyes.But Alpha Clawn, alive and well, didn't seem to have the time for explanation at the moment.“You're not safe here, we have to go!” He said in a grave and urgent tone as he gestured for everyone to come with him.Ivorie managed to snap out of shock and faced the people who equally had shocked expressions on their faces. The fact that Alpha Clawn was dead wasn't news to anyone.“Wh…why are we not safe here, my husband was the one that asked us to stay here.” Ivorie said as everyone rolled out of the dungeon hastily. There was a guard outside also.“They are after you.” Alpha Clawn divulged in a whisper. Ivorie's face instantly went pale.She didn't say a word as she followed the guard and Alpha Clawn behind. They all bent their head and walked carefully to avoid attracting enemies to them.“Why me? Why are they after me?” Ivorie asked in a whisper.Alpha Clawn sighed heavily before answering, “I have no idea but s
“Everything will be okay.” Ivorie muttered to a young girl that was in the dungeon with her. The young girl nodded timidly before turning around to join the cluster of people deep inside the massive dungeon.Regan had ordered them all to be put in one single large dungeon. It was more reasonable to do so, so that they could all coordinately protect each other if the need came.Ivorie watched the cluster of maids, servants and guests – all females, that were in the dungeon with her. They were silent, apparently scared to speak lest they attracted the enemies.Ivorie released a heavy sigh before turning to the thick metal door. She pulled up a small part of the gate and peered through to see Brennan's back. He was the only guard securing them all.“Brennan,” Ivorie called, with her voice etched with worry, “Can you tell if Regan is okay?” She asked him.“I'm sorry, Luna. The Alpha already blocked all mindlink between the battling warriors and anyone within the castle walls. I assume it'
“Come on, let's go!” Regan bellowed as he pulled Ivorie with him. Together, they ran down the stairs. Ivorie could see several maids and servants running helter skelter as well. Noises of distress hung in the air, mirroring the fear that everyone was feeling. Ivorie still found it hard to believe that the castle was under attack. By who?‘Maia, looks like we have no choice this time.’ she said to her wolf as she rushed after Regan as quickly as she could. Maia growled in response.“Brennan! Get over here!” Regan yelled at Ivorie's personal guard and he rushed towards them.“Get her to the dungeon with the others!” He ordered as he handed Ivorie to Brennan.Ivorie furrowed her eyebrows, “What? I cannot leave you!” She said to Regan. The latter faced her and palmed her face.“Look at me. I love you and I care about you so much. The only way you can help me right now is if I know you are safe. If you're out there with me, I won't be able to fight effectively and we’d lose.” He said to he