“Quick, get him to the infirmary!” Regan bellowed at the guards standing by.Immediately, both of them bent over and carried Estan's unconscious body. That was when Ivorie came running into the dining hall. She had almost collided with the guards as they carried Estan out.Horror and confusion etched on her face as she watched them leave.She faced Regan. “What happened?” She asked tensely.Regan walked past her, following the guards.“I have no idea.” He answered gravely. They both followed the guards to the infirmary. A few minutes later, Estan was in the inner ward, receiving treatment from the healers while Regan and Estan waited outside – in the waiting room.Regan was seated in an apparently thoughtful manner – his elbows rested on his knees while his jaw rested on his two knuckles.Suddenly, he faced the guard who had mindlinked him.“Tell me what happened,” he said.“I'm not sure what, Alpha. But when they were all eating, he suddenly fell down unconscious. No other signs occ
“What? Is that possible?” She asked, her eyes spelling shock and excitement.Regan nodded, “It has only happened a number of times but we can try our luck.” He said.Ivorie was getting excited. The prospect of having a wolf shot adrenaline through her veins. It was exhilarating.She wouldn't be wolfless again, she wouldn't be regarded as weak.“So, how can it be done? When can we begin?” She asked, rasping excitedly.Regan gestured with his hands, “You have to relax…” he was suddenly cut off by the sound of a voice in his head.‘Alpha, Beta Estan has regained consciousness.’ Shaerah's voice echoed in his head.He immediately stood up, although not responding.“What's wrong?” Asked Ivorie, her worried gaze following him.“It's Estan, he's awake.” He told her and made his way towards the exit.“Should I come along?” She asked, desperate to know what he had to say about finding her wolf.Unfortunately, Regan shook his head as he walked out.Regan made his way to the infirmary. He knew th
Ivorie's scream echoed in the silent Archives hall. By instincts, she dived to the side, avoiding Martin's fangs by a heartbeat.Ivorie wasted no time. She dashed towards the direction she had dived to and bolted. That was what her brain could give her at the moment– run.“Help!” She yelped, hoping someone would hear her screams and come to her rescue. She stumbled upon shelves as she ran, not daring to look back.Suddenly, as she made a turn by a shelf, she came face to face with Martin.The scream of horror that escaped her mouth was almost deafening.Martin roared loudly, displaying his horrid fangs and gold glowing eyes. He grabbed her by the shoulders, gripping her with his claws.Ivorie wailed, her eyes widened in horror.She had been caught.She gasped once, her breath seemingly failing her. She gasped again for breath and again. It was as though her consciousness was slipping from her.She became scared. The fear in her was at its peak. It was at the point where she couldn't
“Urgh!” Martin groaned loudly as blood spewed out of his mouth, splattering the floor with crimson hue.He was in a dungeon, strapped to a metal chair where he was receiving punishment from Regan and Estan.The duo were standing before him, Regan's fist was stained with the guard’s blood as he glared at him with peak killing intent.“He won't say anything.” Estan remarked, equally frustrated as Regan was.Martin raised his head and faced them, grinning from ear to ear. His blooded mouth gave him an irritating look.They had been at it for two days since he had been detained, trying to get information out of him. His stubbornness was peak and he hadn't given in to their tortures.“How are we supposed to know why he wanted to kill my wife? And who sent him. For all we know, he might even know something about Jenna's whereabouts.” Regan said, his veins popping out from his neck.Estan nodded slowly. “You think he is working for Jenna?” He asked.“I know it.” Regan maintained. He went o
Brennan sighed deeply, slumping on the small bed in the room of a motel. He and his men had been on the search for Jenna for days and their search has yielded no result.It was only fair for them to take a few hours of break in the nearby motel in the middle of the town.Brennan was about to pull off his gear when there came a loud knock on the door.“Captain!” The voice behind the door cried, sounding urgent.Brennan sprang to his feet and opened the door quickly.“What is it?” He asked as the face of his comrade came to view. He looked excited and anxious at the same time.“I spotted her!” Were the first words he spewed.Confusion hit Brennan and his face contorted with it.“You spotted who, warrior?” He asked in a bold tone.“The Duchess, I spotted her!” The warrior answered, still sounding overly excited.Brennan's eyebrows shot up in shock. “Are you sure of this?” He asked, even though he walked back into his room to grab his sheathed sword.“I'm certain, captain. But we have to
Estan's men had rounded Jenna's men and they were being taken back to the castle in carriages.Estan was in the first carriage with Jenna and another warrior. He deliberately chose to stay here so he could have a conversation with Jenna.“So we've been to every hike searching for you, not knowing you were in an abandoned uncompleted manor all along.’ Estan said to Jenna.The latter didn't respond, she just remained silent. She had been dosed with wolfsbane to weaken her just like her men. So even if they wanted to escape, they wouldn't have enough strength to outrun them.“Why did you do this?” Estan asked in a sincere tone. As much as she was a traitor, he was genuinely concerned about her. It was in his nature.Jenna chuckled slightly, taking Estan by surprise.“You really…are …clueless,...beta…” she drawled, her voice coming out faintly. She was on the verge of collapsing.“Okay then, enlighten me.” Estan sat upright and faced her.She turned to him slowly. Her face was pale, her e
“Regan stop!” Ivorie yelled from where she sat as she witnessed Regan booting Jenna's head.The Alpha stopped immediately, but was still breathing hard and glaring down at Jenna with contempt. ‘Alpha, she still has to be tried.’ Estan warned him through the mindlink. Ivorie walked over to his side and held his shoulder. He faced her and met her solemn gaze. She shook her head once and Regan breathed.He stepped back and walked back to his throne.Most of the elders were already there and the guards went back to their posts. Jenna was to be tried and even if it was against Regan's will, it was the protocol.On his throne, Regan was still glaring at Jenna on the floor at the center of the throne room.“You have committed several crimes, some of which are false accusations, frame, attempted murder and so on.” Elder Callen began.“What were your motives when you committed all these crimes?” He asked.Jenna raised her head slowly, revealing her wide grin.“It…was…fun…” she drawled.“In y
A splitting headache inflicted Ivorie as inaudible chatters echoed in her head. She was regaining consciousness and it was so painful. It was as though she was hearing hundreds of voices all at once. She found it hard to open her eyes.Soon the voices reduced to just little chatters that were bearable. Finally, she was able to creak her eyes open.Although blurry, she could make out the face of Regan hovering over her.Her heart brightened up for reasons she couldn't explain and she somehow found new energy in her. She opened her eyes fully and groaned.The groan drew Regan's attention to her as he faced her with a worried frown.“Are you okay?” He asked in a soft tone.Ivorie managed to smile and nodded as she made to sit up. But Regan held her shoulders back.“It's okay, I feel alright.” Ivorie said assuredly. He sighed before letting her go reluctantly.“What…what happened?” Ivorie asked as she sat upright, resting her back on the bed frame.Regan glanced at Shaerah who was once a