“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
Ivorie sighed as she shivered from the cold. She rubbed her arms, trying to warm up her body. She glanced at the door and exhaled exasperatedly. Regan hadn't returned with the woods yet and she was worried.Did he leave the manor out of anger? Did he lock her in here as punishment for getting him angry?She knew him as a quite extreme person whenever he was angry so any possibilities were welcomed to her.Standing from the chair, she walked around the manor. If she could find a cloth or a blanket that she could use to cover herself, it would help with the cold. She wasn't sure how long she had experienced winter last. Her pack was in a region where that weather didn't come so often.After roaming around in the massive manor, she spotted a black blanket hung on the wall. She happily grabbed it and swung it over her shoulders, snuggling with it. Luckily for her, it was made of a very soft silk and she revelled in its marvellous texture.She walked back to the living room where she was.
“The Elders are still trying to talk him through things, Beta, but Beta Sinclair is such a strong headed man. He keeps demanding to see Alpha Silas!” The guard said to Estan as they both marched to the courtroom.Estan, without facing the guard, said, “Well, I'm here now. Maybe things will soften when he sees someone of his rank.”They arrived at the courtroom and the guard held the door open for Estan to walk in. When the latter did, there was noise in the courtroom. But as soon as the inhabitants noticed his presence, the noise died down instantly.Even as the Beta, there was still a little regard from the Elders. Although it was no March for the respect they had for their Alpha.“Beta Estan.” Beta Sinclair, a young and handsome blond, greeted Estan with a stern gaze.“Beta Sinclair, welcome to Cresthowl pack. I do hope your journey wasn't too hectic.” Estan greeted back quickly as he took his seat. Unlike Regan, there was no need to stand up till Estan sat down. Besides, this was
‘Tell her, you know what she wants to ask. Tell her!’ Boris urged and Regan opened his mouth.‘Shut it!’ he shut his wolf off.Ivorie gulped nervously. Their bodies were almost connecting and the lower part of her belly was heating up as well as her core. She didn't know why he was having such effect on her but it felt good.Unconsciously, she leaned upward for Regan's delicious lips but didn't kiss it.“Ivorie…” Regan murmured breathlessly. He was a bit surprised she took the initiative to try and kiss him.The only thing that was keeping him there was the mate bond and he was fighting it with all his might.Suddenly, his ear ticked but lust made him ignore it. He was so engrossed in gaping at Ivorie's luscious cleavages that he ignored whatever his ears were calling him to.He leaned downward too, deciding to do the forbidden. Although it wasn't actually forbidden, considering she was his wife and mate. But to him, it was. Yet he wanted to do it.“Ahem!” Regan spinned around in a s