“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
“So, how did you know where he was?” Ivorie asked Estan, who was sitting next to her on a bench just outside the courtroom.Regan was inside with Beta Sinclair who had been released from his confinement to have a meeting with Regan.Hopefully, they would discuss normally without Regan having to rip his head off Beta Sinclair's neck.Estan shrugged, “Ah…that's just m the only place he goes whenever he leaves the castle but has no official business to deal with.” He answered with a warm smile.Ivorie chuckled. “Wow, you really know him.” She remarked.“Well, and also because that's the same place we both went to train all the time all those years before he became so obsessed with his conquest.” He added.Ivorie tilted her head and frowned. “Wait, how did you know we went to train there?” She asked. She had thought Regan kept it a secret amongst the both of them alone.Estan smiled and nodded, “Well, I knew about your wolflessness a long time ago, Luna.” Estan whispered, shocking Ivorie.
“Come on!” Regan bellowed as he tilted his body to the right, dodging a jab from one of the warriors. He clicked his tongue unimpressively at the warrior’s futile attempt to hit him.He was in the warriors' training grounds in the castle. Once in a while, he would come and give them some ‘rare’ training, which, to the warriors, only involved them being tossed around and knocked out effortlessly.Regan most times forgot that he was an Alpha and they were mere Gammas. The power levels were miles apart.Effortlessly, he drove his fist into the warrior’s torso, sending him to the ground instantly.He spread his arms with a look of shock on his face. “Is this what I'm dealing with?” He asked nobody in particular as the warrior was seemingly unconscious.Two other warriors came up to the training mat to drag him away.“You all are being so sloppy in your moves!” Regan bellowed, his tone dripping slightly of anger and disappointment.“When he wakes, tell him I said he should have his forearm
“Don't you think you should take a break now?” Estan asked as he dipped his hands into the pocket of his trousers. He watched as Ivorie rolled the mini sized boulder to the other side of the compound.“No,...um…just a…little…arg…more…” she said amidst heavy pants and grunts.She was perspiring profusely and the sweat made her flimsy dress cling to her body like a second skin. Her skin had totally ignored the logic that it was winter.Her skin couldn't quite be blamed, as the white haired Luna had been training for hours non-stop.It had been three weeks since the first time that she asked Estan for help with her training. Three weeks that he had been training her personally in the same manor that Regan had brought her to the first time.Of course, the training had paid off. As currently, she could stay a fairly long while when her wolf tried to emerge without passing out. She could also remain conscious whenever her wolf tried to communicate with her. Although, she was still stuck at
Regan alighted the carriage and stepped on the castle ground again. He took in a long breath and exhaled refreshingly.His few days of absence from the castle had made him miss it so much.“Alpha, welcome.” Brennan greeted him as he approached him and bowed respectfully.“How was the marking ritual of the new warriors?” The guard asked.Nodding, “Well, it went well.” Regan answered without full attention. His gaze was sweeping the entire compound, looking for something, or rather someone.“Do me a favour, Brennan, make sure my carriage is cleaned well.” He ordered the guard and walked away.“But Alpha…” Brennan wanted to tell him that there were servants for that but the Alpha was already gone. He sighed before moving towards the carriage.Regan walked straight into the castle royal block. He had half expected Ivorie to be there in the compound, waiting for him. He had mindlinked a guard to inform her about that beforehand.He couldn't help but feel a bit disheartened at not seeing he
Everyone watched as the little girl - Evangeline, as Clawn had referred to her as - went mute. She still had a deep scowl on her face, which in reality, made her look cute rather than angry.“You will NOT speak to our guest in such manner!” Clawn ordered in a grave tone, his sharp and menacing glare rooted on his daughter’s face.She, however, didn't give the reaction Ivorie had thought she would. She instead fisted her hands, turned around and dashed off. A guard went running after her.Silence still reigned around the table, silence that carried awkwardness.“Let the feast proceed.” Clawn said in a low and unhappy tone before picking his spoon.‘Well, that wasn't awkward.’ Maia remarked within Ivorie, sarcasm dripping from her calm voice.‘I’m going to ask Clawn what this is all about.’‘I believe a father and daughter issue should be solved by them alone.’ Maia interjected.‘Does this sound like a mere father-daughter quarrel? It obviously has something to do with me and if there's
“So he has a daughter.” Grace stated as she walked into the chamber offered to Ivorie after her. The latter slumped on the bed and exhaled heavily while Grace dropped the small bags she brought along with her. As they had been informed by Alpha Clawn, the rest of them would be brought by his servants.“I do recall him mentioning his family once, but it didn’t occur to me that he ever had a daughter.” Ivorie expressed, her gaze sweeping around the room they were in. Massive wardrobes, extravagant candle chandelier, lush rug – the usual furniture expected to be found in a proper castle chamber. Although a bit smaller in size when compared to her chamber in Cresthowl pack, Ivorie couldn’t complain. Alpha Clawn had helped them enough and she wouldn’t worry him about a change in accommodation. That would be an act of ingratitude.“You must be tired, Luna. I will request for a bath to be prepared for you so you can have your bath. Then you can have some food…” Grace ranted on as she dropped
“So he has a daughter.” Grace stated as she walked into the chamber offered to Ivorie after her. The latter slumped on the bed and exhaled heavily while Grace dropped the small bags she brought along with her. As they had been informed by Alpha Clawn, the rest of them would be brought by his servants.“I do recall him mentioning his family once, but it didn’t occur to me that he ever had a daughter.” Ivorie expressed, her gaze sweeping around the room they were in. Massive wardrobes, extravagant candle chandelier, lush rug – the usual furniture expected to be found in a proper castle chamber. Although a bit smaller in size when compared to her chamber in Cresthowl pack, Ivorie couldn’t complain. Alpha Clawn had helped them enough and she wouldn’t worry him about a change in accommodation. That would be an act of ingratitude.“You must be tired, Luna. I will request for a bath to be prepared for you so you can have your bath. Then you can have some food…” Grace ranted on as she dropped
‘’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