“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
“It was just a regular day after one of Regan's wars. Of course, they had won and it was a day of celebration.” Jenna began while Ivorie listened attentively. “Everyone was so busy making merry that we had probably lowered our guard. The castle was breached, right under our noses.” She faced Ivorie now.“The attackers were high in number and the guards at the castle gates were easily taken down. By the time Alpha Arthur and Regan were informed, the warriors quarters had been raised and the main block was left unprotected. It was left to the indoor guards and all the capable men to protect us.”She paused and exhaled deeply, adjusting her posture.“Where were you?” Ivorie asked in the meantime.“Me? I was with the other nobles; in the royal hall, celebrating.” She answered.“Regan and Evan went to check things out with most of the guards while the rest of us went to hide. I decided to help the maids and servants to safe places along with Elder Callen who was Alpha Arthur's Beta then. E
It was the following morning and the sun was just peeking out from beneath the clouds.Of course, Ivorie was still in her bed, deep in a sleep. She was the Luna and had no urgent chore or errand to get to.Suddenly, she groaned and rolled on her bed, feeling quite uncomfortable. Just when she wanted to throw herself back to her slumber, she felt uneasy again and groaned.This continued and soon, she just had to snap her eyes open. She groaned in a mix of annoyance and sleepiness, rubbing her eyes with her forearm.Just then, she felt something hit her arm. Puzzled, she sat up and glanced around her bed for what had hit her.She rubbed her eyes again as she spotted a thick squeezed paper. Picking it up and looking at it like it was a strange thing, she wondered how it got there.“Never seen a paper before?” A masculine voice jerked her out of her inspection, causing her to gasp loudly. It felt like her lungs gave up for a second but then her eyes landed on someone across her room and
“Cone on, you can do this!” Regan yelled out, sitting comfortably on a chair with a cup of wine in his grasp.Ivorie, who he was referring to, just ran past the front yard of the manor, sweating profusely and panting heavily.“Easy…for you…to ah…say!” she managed to say through the tightness in her chest.Regan chuckled, sipping from the cup with a smirk.‘Stop her! Why would you let our mate go through so much stress?’ Boris growled.‘She will be going through a thousand more stress if she doesn't train. I'm helping our mate.’ Regan answered.Boris wasn't quite satisfied, giving a low growl and sending a wave of guilt to Regan.The latter gulped down the entire cup of wine to push the unwanted emotion away.When Ivorie was finally done, she came panting in front of the porch, resting her hands on her knees.“Are you okay?” Regan asked with a worried look. It seemed the guilt hadn't gone away.Ivorie nodded, unable to speak through her heavy breathing. But suddenly, she began to cough