“Ivorie!” She heard him calling her name repeatedly as she sat on the bed in her room, sobbing silently.She was overwhelmed with sad emotions and she didn't know why.‘I don't love him!’ she tried to convince herself. But she couldn't stop the rush of sadness in her. It hurt her, seeing him snuggling her while she caressed him. She didn't want to admit it but it did.“Little princess?” He called again, his voice trailing off.She knew he could easily tear down the door but he chose not to. That should give her an idea of his remorse but she was still hurt.She refused to answer the door and soon enough, she didn't hear Regan's voice again, or his incessant banging on the door.She broke down into more tears, as if she was scared of him hearing her before.There seemed to be another heart in her, one that totally belonged to him. It felt strange to her. She didn't expect herself to be this emotional or react the way she had.The scene replayed in her mind again. Jenna was smiling broa
The growls and snapping of teeth continued, all guards standing on their toes while glaring at Sam and his men. They were trying to intimidate him to behave and to complete the scale, Ivorie cocked her head up proudly. She thought that would send the message ‘Disrespect me and we’ll make you regret you did.’Instead of the reaction Ivorie pictured in her head – Sam staggering backward in fear – he scoffed proudly. Glancing at his men, “See that boys, this is the famous Cresthowl pack.” He said, not caring to hide his mocking tone.As he faced Ivorie again with a cocky smirk, his expression immediately switched to one of shock and he pursed his lips in apprehension.Confused by his sudden action but also mostly proud that he finally chose to be wise, Ivorie smiled. But Beta Sam wasn't looking at her.“Beta Sam, it's not wise to bully my Luna in my territory, you know.” A voice she recognized well sounded from behind her.A feeling of exhilaration instantly filled her and her heart race
Flashback “The pack is prospering, Alpha, everyone is happy…”Even though they were speaking the common tongue, Ivorie couldn't understand a word of what they were saying. After all, she was only a nine year old princess.“Who is this little lady?” One of the Elders asked, his warm gaze boring deep into Ivorie. The little girl became shy, fiddling with her fingers and lowering her gaze to the floor.“Alpha Johan, your daughter is a sight to behold, how can such beauty reside in such a young girl?” Another Elder marvelled openly. The other councilman agreed with him.As she received compliments from them, Ivorie blushed and her confidence was boosted, making her respond to the good words of the Elders.She had been reading a book with her mother that afternoon, but the older woman had slept off. It had confused little Ivorie and wondered what she would do next. She couldn't read by herself properly as her father hadn't agreed to hire her a proper teacher like her sisters.“Enough!” Al
Just like before, every Elders, royals and nobles positioned themselves in the ground floor hall, awaiting the arrival of the next guest – Alpha Johan – and his entourage.It was well known to everyone that the man was an extravagant one, so his entrance was expected to be grand.Ivorie was nervous, she was beyond nervous. A month after and she was finally seeing her father again. Not something she had ever wished for since she arrived there.She fiddled with her fingers nervously as she bit her lips. Her mind had wandered off, oblivious to the murmurs and chatters in the hall. Even Regan's aura, which was standing next to her, was clouded by her thoughts.‘Don’t be afraid, Ivorie. You are the Luna, you can do this.’ she assured herself, shutting her eyes and muttering a prayer to the Moon Goddess.Ivorie had asked Regan beforehand if they were going to be greeting every Alpha that comes. But he had said it was only the ones with more importance to them that needed this.Suddenly, fro
Louder gasps filled the air. Alpha Johan glared at Ivorie. Ivorie didn't back down, she glared back at her father with the same intensity as he. She was done being a coward.“Luna, why don't we all just talk this through!” Elder Callen's soothing voice broke the tensive silence.Ivorie didn't break eye contact and still glared at her father. Not until she felt Regan's hand on her elbow, holding her gently, did she release a long breath that cooled off her temper. She sat down.Regan sighed, “Alpha Johan, time is absolutely not on our side and I would advise we go straight into the matter at hand.” He said. Even his jaw was clenched because he was fighting to control his temper also. He hated seeing this old chubby man insult his wife in the presence of all the Elders of the pack. Even though he was her father, she deserve some respect as his wife, the Luna.‘Stay calm, Alpha.’ Estan said through the mindlink. He has been the one telling him to maintain his calmness and if it wasn't b
Alpha Johan’s face twitched as his eyes darted between Ivorie and Martin. He was torn between yanking his hand away and hitting Ivorie anyway or just letting it go.“How dare you touch my father, you lowly guard?” Eloisa asked in a yell. She was posed behind them, glaring coldly at Martin.The latter paid her no attention as, at the moment, she wasn't a physical threat to the Luna. The man in front of her, however, is.After deciding that he wasn't going to be taught a lesson by a simple guard, he pulled his hand off his grip. And that was only because Martin had released his grip.“Father, if your hand so itches to hit me, then you can relive the past.” Ivorie said as Alpha Johan straightened up.He gazed at her longingly, not saying a word. Then he eyed her contemptuously before walking past her.Ivorie watched him leave, followed by Eloisa, who hissed loudly as she walked. Ivorie on the other hand smiled at how pained and pathetic they were.She turned aside to see her mother walki
“Bring in the dishes, be careful with them!” The head maid of the castle yelled at the maids serving food into the meeting hall that morning.The castle was brimming with activities as they were all following their Alpha's orders to do things at the peak of their abilities and make the castle enjoyable and unforgettable by their guests. The decorations – from the castle doors, to the throne room, to the hallways, down to the hall to be used for the meeting – had given the castle a different shade of atmosphere.The kitchen workers were busy with cooking and preparations of the best delicacies the castle could offer.Regan himself was clad in a black leather tailcoat that almost reached his ankle. The tailcoat had a Cresthowl pack warrior’s sigil on the left breast pocket area. The badge of Alphaship also lined up with it along with a few other badges.Even as an Alpha, Regan still preferred the warrior’s outfit compared to the official Alpha regal outfit for special occasions.There
“Alright, the meeting can begin now.”Regan gazed at her surprisingly. Her attitude shocked him. First she had arrived late, now she was acting so…bold. As much as he loved this new her, he couldn't help but be worried.“You kept us waiting yet you just command us to begin.” Alpha Johan scoffed disdainfully, his face contorted in anger.“I apologize for my lateness your dignitaries, but if we linger on my lateness too much, time won’t be on our side.” ivorie said in a calm tone.This only made Alpha Johan seeth the more, he sat up, “This is unacceptable! You can't just keep us all waiting like…”“Then what would you have her do, alpha Johan? She has already apologised for her lateness, you are simply the one dragging us back.” One of the Dukes said.“Alpha Regan, is this how noble women dress in your pack?” Alpha Jared, the fat Alpha asked, his tiny eyes squinted into a frown. “In my pack, women who dresses this way cannot be considered as nobles.” He added scornfully.“Well, good thi
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
“Estan?” Regan muttered in a soft tone, etched with shock. His eyes widened in shock as Estan and Ivorie stood before him, their faces etched with exhaustion and worry. With the dirt that enveloped their bodies, it was apparent that their journey had been rough.“Regan…” Ivorie sighed as she ran to her mate, throwing her arms over his shoulders. She pulled him into a tight embrace, snuggling closer into his warmness.Goddess knew how she had missed his touch.“Wha…how is this possible? I…I thought…” Regan stuttered, trying to maintain his emotions between the exhilarating joy of having his mate in his embrace and the genuine shock of seeing his supposedly comatose Beta right before him.He sighed and submitted to the sparks that Ivorie's touch sent through his veins. He cuddled her and sniffed her white hair. Although it smelt like wet leaves and mud, he could still find her intoxicating lavender scent in there.He finally pulled away from her and asked with a quizzical look. “What
“Let them through.” Regan ordered the guards that were questioning a coachman at the castle gates. He already knew who it was -a witch. Not just any witch, but one of the special ones he had requested from every pack that was allied with him.‘Alpha. That's the witch from Moonbeam pack. The twelfth witch that has arrived.’ A guard informed him through his mindlink and Regan nodded.‘That leaves just one more Pack to send its witch.’ he responded.‘Its Blackwood pack, Alpha.’ The guard informed.Regan sighed and turned around, heading back into the castle. He went to the hall where Alpha Clawn and a few other Alpha's were discussing casually. The rest of them were in their chambers, patiently waiting for the witches.Regan had told them to remain in his castle until the witch has been located and their actual enemy has been discovered.“What is it?” Clawn asked as he followed Regan out of the hall.“The witches. They're all here except for your pack’s.” Regan informed.Clawn's eyes nar
It was night, the moon hidden behind the blanket of clouds in the sky. The entire pack seemed as silent as a graveyard as no sound was heard. Even the animals in the forest were silent -no chirping, howling or barking. Just silent. A deafening silence.Ivorie sat on a chair in the small cottage that served as her temporary home. Her eyes were shut but she wasn't asleep. The night air clung to her skin like a damp shroud as many thoughts raced through her troubled mind. It was truly a hard day for the white haired Luna.“Luna,” Estan's husky voice called from across the room, shattering the silence that cloaked them. She looked up to face him.“It's time to go back to our home.” He said. “It's time to head back to Cresthowl.” He added with a straight face.Ivorie sighed heavily as she sat upright. “Estan…I know you want to get me somewhere safe in time and I appreciate that. But you have to understand that we can't just leave.” She said.“No, Luna, we have…” Estan began but Ivorie cut
''Careful at the entrance, Luna.'' Estan cautioned Ivorie as she neared the entrance of the small thatched roof cottage.''I'm pregnant, Estan. Not blind.'' Ivorie retorted as she pushed the weak door open, the hinges creaked irritably.-evidence that they were entering a very old house.Before they arrived here, Estan had gone to a peasant pack member to request for a place to crash. Obviously, the Beta had friends all around this pack. She should have, however, expected something of this caliber.Ivorie turned around to face Estan as he also walked in. She sighed, ''And I know you are only caring for me.'' She remarked softly. She took Estan's hands in hers, ''Thank you so much for your help.'' She appreciated genuinely.Estan simply nodded with a warm smile.While Ivorie settled down, Estan went to a corner in the shabby cottage and took an empty cup, then he went out of the cottage. After a few minutes, he came back in and handed Ivorie the already filled cup.The Luna collected
Her lungs gave in, throwing out shallow breaths out of her. Her heart beat at an unimaginable rate and with each step she took, it felt like it would pop out of her mouth any second.Ivorie glanced around as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her. Her lower belly ache excruciatingly, but that was the least of her problems. According to Estan, she ran still.“Luna Ivorie!” She gasped out of extreme fright. Even the mention of her own name was terrifying to her now. But it was just a guard.“Get to your chamber, Luna. We’ll take care of the intruders!” The guard instructed.Ivorie could barely utter any words so she simply nodded and kept on running.As she went nearer to her chamber, she saw more guards running back to where she was coming from.Why did it seem like the entire castle guards were ‘taking care’ of Nick and Kiya?“Ahhh!” Ivorie let out a heavy gasp as she arrived at her chamber. She rested on the door to catch her breath. All the pain she had ignored seemed to return
Ivorie stared blankly at the old parchment in her hands. The parchment that held the greatest secret in the entire pack that she was dwelling in. The parchment that held the secret to her true family.What will she do with it?She gulped hard, feeling the room getting stuffier. Sweat drops tickled down her face onto her chest. Her dress was getting soaked.“Alpha Clawn is my brother.” She muttered, the words heavy in her mouth.It felt so unreal, so unbelievable.She read the contents of the old parchment again just to confirm what she had read before. But the words remained the same.Her mother was Clawn's mother. Or is, to be precise. So her father wasn't actually Alpha Johan.‘I think that explains why he has always been so hard on me.’ she thought as she remained rooted to the spot, taking her time to gather her thoughts.‘He has?’ Maia asked.She had arrived late and thus, unaware of all of her host's life before her emergence.‘Right from childhood, he has always treated me like
“That’ll be okay. Leave him there.” Liliana’s voice echoed through the thick walls of the dimly lit dungeon of Moonbeam Pack castle. The guards with her dropped Estan in a harsh manner, grunting as they marched out and left them both alone.Estan, who was still strapped to the chair, raised his face and shot Liliana a glare.“You're a traitor! After Alpha Regan brought you out of your peasant life, he gave you shelter and clothing. And this is how you repay him!”He spat with utter disdain.“He was also the one that killed my family!” Liliana shot back at him. Her eyes flared at him.Estan was visibly taken aback by her words and stared at her plainly.“During those years of his incessant wars and conquests, he didn't think about us peasants. He didn't care which innocent soul got in the way of conquering his so-called enemies. He just fought and killed.” She expressed heavily, her voice dripping with pain.Estan remained speechless but had a look of pity.“Aiding his enemies won't bri