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
A gasp escaped her mouth and she dropped the veil in her hand. Shock was written all over her face.The maid was also frozen like an antelope in headlights. She hadn't expected herself to get caught, obviously.Getting herself together, “What are you doing here?” Ivorie asked, pointing her finger at her, her brows furrowed.The maid’s thin eyes flared and she decided to make a run for it. As she opened the door, “Come back!” Ivorie screamedBut of course, the maid paid deaf ears and bolted out of the room. Ivorie followed her out as fast as her legs could carry her. She wasn't much of a runner.As she got to the door and expected to see the maid rushing down the hallway, she instead almost bumped into Brennan.“Brennan wha-” her words caught in her throat as she realised that Brennan had caught the maid. She was struggling to get free from his firm grip around her wrist.“Luna, what's going on?” The guard asked, holding the maid's wrist with his other hand.Ivorie straightened herself
Ivorie's stomach dropped. Her eyes widened in utmost shock.She refused to raise her head to look at Regan as she knew he would surely be smirking at her for his achievement. He was always cocky to her.But she couldn't help it, she swung her head up and faced him, cursing herself as she did.But Regan wasn't smirking at her, he wasn’t even looking at her at all. Instead, his killing-intent-filled glare was glued on the maid. The latter was shivering under his gaze.He was just as angry as she was at her. Okay…maybe more than she was, but at least he didn't have the time to smirk at her. “Bu…but why would you do that?” She asked, still shocked.“The question is, who sent you,” Regan cut her off. His gaze not moving from the maid, he glared at her as if she would pounce off if he didn't.Shuddering, “N…no one…Alpha…” she stammered.Ivorie watched as Regan's hands balled up, veins protruding from his skin.“Liar!” He growled.But Ivorie knew she wasn't lying, she couldn't. Not under he
Ivorie sat down in her room, a train of thoughts flowing through her mind. The image of the maid flashed before her eyes. She wondered how she could harbour such hatred towards her. The determination in her eyes even as she was being dragged away by Brennan. What exactly has she done to deserve this?She fiddled with her fingernails nervously as she fought tears away from her eyes. What she had seen was a horrible sight. ‘Is she really dead?’ she asked herself, her mind flashing at the pool of blood she saw in the torture chamber.A rush of bitterness attacked the back of her mouth and she held her chest as her stomach clenched. She was fast enough to be in the toilet before she threw up hard, throwing out all the food and medicines she had eaten before.She groaned as she fetched water from a small bucket and rinsed her face down. The aftertaste was there. She felt sick as a whole.She stumbled out of the toilet and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face had quickly gone paler an
Surprisingly, even to Ivorie, no one, including the guards, stopped her as she walked stealthily through the corridors and alleys.She didn't take that as an advantage and still kept her stealth, walking along the walls like she could blend with it.There was a handful of courage in her that evening, one she didn't possess before. It was what made her bold enough to leave the safety of her castle.Getting out of the castle walls was easy, but as soon as she stepped into the compound, she realised it wouldn't be easy to get past the gates with all the guards stationed there.Still, she strode calmly towards them. At first, it seemed none of them were going to stop her and just let her walk past. But beneath her veil, she could see a particular tall guard eyeing her with the corners of his eye. His eyes darted on and off her like he was trying to decide if he should stop her or not. Ivorie hoped not.But to her disadvantage, “Hey, stop,” the guard called, waving his hand at her.She cur
‘’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