Otsana I stood at the edge of the forest, the soft earth muffling my footsteps. The shadows of the trees enveloped me, a dark cloak of solitude. The clearing emerged from the undergrowth, and I could see the grave marker of my beloved mother. "Mother," I whispered, my voice faltering. "It's me again." My fingers trailed over the smooth stone, as if trying to recapture a memory long since faded. Grief welled within me, like a tide rising to consume my heart. Tears flowed freely as I gazed at the headstone, longing to see her again, to share my struggles since her passing. My hand reached out, tracing the marble surface as I whispered: "Mom, it's been three years since you left me. Your absence has been incredibly hard. My stepfather, Alpha Grayson, and stepsister, Sophia, have made my life very difficult. They treat me like a servant, and sometimes I feel like joining you would be a release from this pain." My mother's grave has been my sole solace in times of distress. She was my
Ralph The long-awaited day of the meeting had finally arrived. I was set to claim my new breeder from the Moonlight pack, the daughter of Alpha Grayson. The Greyhound pack and the Moonlight pack had been at odds for five years after a tragic incident in which my brother was killed by a Moonlight pack guard. This event ignited a deep-seated animosity in me, fueling my desire for revenge. However, I eventually sought to establish peace through a strategic agreement with Alpha Grayson. In exchange for his daughter's hand as my breeder, I would forgive the past and end the longstanding feud. Callan!, "I called for my Beta and commander. He quickly arrived, and I gave him my orders: 'Prepare a few guards and our cars. We're leaving for the Moonlight pack soon. 'Yes, your Majesty’, Callan replied, and bowed briefly before hurrying to carry out my instructions." For years, I had been urgently searching for an heir. A witch, whose daughter I had taken as a breeder, had cursed me with a
Otsana I was about to leave the meeting room when I suddenly heard shouts. The Alpha had collapsed. Everything about him was unusual, especially the way he stared at me. Could we have met before? I was sure I had never seen him in my life, yet he seemed strangely familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. I couldn’t deny that he was the most handsome man I had ever seen. His eyes seemed perfectly designed for his face, his height was godlike, and his voice was commanding. Everything about him was perfect, except he was a ruthless and notorious Alpha. The finest ones always have faults. "Prepare the guest room for him and call the physician immediately!" Alpha Grayson commanded. The entire pack was in chaos, with everyone running around frantically. "What could have happened to the Alpha?" I thought to myself as I ran back to the meeting room to see if I could lend a helping hand. When I arrived, Alpha Ralph was lying helplessly on the floor, surrounded by his guards who were shield
Otsana I pushed open the door and saw Alpha Ralph, still unconscious. If he was unconscious, who had called out to me earlier? I thought to myself. Confused, I looked around the room for anyone hiding. I checked the wardrobe and noticed the window was wide open, with a breeze blowing in. Could someone have escaped through the window? I was puzzled, my hand on my jaw as I thought out loud. I stared at Alpha Ralph, who appeared to be cold. "Should I close the window?" I muttered to myself, thinking he might be feeling chilly. I reached for the window glass to close it when I heard my name again, "Otsana!" I turned quickly, scanning the room. Who had called me now? I whispered to myself. My eyes trailed to Alpha Ralph, who was still motionless and peaceful. With raised eyebrows, I hastened towards the Alpha, an inexplicable pull drawing me to his side. An overwhelming urge compelled me to take his hand, and as our palms touched, a sudden jolt of electricity coursed through me. Our mi
Ralph I was furious. My blood boiled as I watched Alpha Grayson manhandle Otsana, treating her like some sort of animal. I would not stand for this. "How dare you treat her like this?" I roared. "Release her at once, I'm taking her with me. And mind you, never set foot in my pack again, I do not wish to see your ugly, and heartless face ever again!" My attention shifted to my guards, who snapped to attention, ready to do my bidding. "Prepare the cars," I commanded. "We are leaving now." As I turned to leave, I paused and narrowed my gaze at Alpha Grayson. "I know what you did," I growled. "You switched your daughter Sophia with Otsana, your step-daughter. But I will not fight it. The moon goddess has chosen Otsana for me, let's leave it that way ." Inwardly, I seethed with rage at the betrayal. But I knew that Otsana was part of the prophecy, and I would not risk losing her. If not for the prophecy, I would've dealt with Grayson, and his entire pack members "The prophecy will be
Otsana As I stepped through the ornately carved door to my new quarters, I felt like I had been transported into a world of luxury and beauty. "Welcome, Alpha Breeder Otsana," two maids greeted me, curtsying low. "I am Nina, and this is Laila. We will be your personal attendants while you are here." The room was decorated with plush carpets and velvet drapes, with a four-poster bed that looked like it belonged in a palace. I felt a wave of astonishment wash over me. I took a moment to take it all in, my eyes roaming over the rich tapestries and ornate furniture. A pair of exotic birds fluttered in a gilded cage, chirping and trilling a haunting melody as they watched me with curious eyes. I smiled at the birds, feeling a flutter of hope in my chest. Perhaps this new life would not be so bad after all. "Alpha Breeder Otsana," Nina said, her voice filled with excitement. "Alpha Ralph has sent us this beautiful red dress for you to wear to the welcome dinner. He wants you to look yo
Ralph I paced the length of my chamber, my thoughts churning like a storm inside my head. Otsana was beautiful and charming, but the prophecy was clear. She would be my downfall. I clenched my fists, my anger rising. I wouldn't let her have the chance to kill me in my sleep. "I'll clip her feathers," I muttered to myself. "I'll turn her into a slave. She'll suffer before she can ever lift a hand against me." I marched to the door and threw it open, bellowing for my beta. "Callan!" Within moments, the loyal wolf was at my side, his eyes questioning. "Alpha Ralph, what is it?" "I want you to go to the kitchen and tell them to stop preparing for the welcome dinner," I ordered, my jaw clenched in anger. "And I want you to take Otsana out of her new quarters and put her in the slave quarters. She'll take part in the work from now on." Callan's eyes widened in surprise. "But Alpha…" I silenced Callan with a raised hand, my eyes flashing with rage. "Silence, Callan," I growled. "Un
Ralph The crowd parted, and a familiar figure stepped into the light. His hair was silver with age, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's, and his face creased with lines of wisdom and experience. It was Jasper, My elder brother, believed to have perished in the war between the Greyhound and Moonlight packs. My mouth fell open in shock, my heart racing as I tried to make sense of this impossible scene. "Jasper?" I whispered, my voice hoarse with disbelief. Jasper, dead for years, yet here he was, as real and alive as ever. My brother, my right hand, the one I had lost to that accursed war. How could this be? I could feel the gazes of the pack burning into my skin, watching and waiting for my reaction. But I was frozen, my heart in my throat, as I tried to reconcile this reality with the one I thought I knew. "Jasper," I repeated, my voice stronger now. My mind drifted to Otsana, I noticed as she collapsed to the ground, her body quaking with relief. She buried her face in her hands, wee
~OtsanaTWO YEARS LATERThe sound of laughter echoed through the large packhouse as my twin boys darted past me, their tiny legs carrying them with surprising speed. They had inherited Ralph’s boundless energy and my mischievous spirit, a combination that kept the entire house on its toes. I leaned against the doorframe, a soft smile tugging at my lips as I watched Ralph chase after them, his deep laughter filling the space.“Gotcha!” Ralph exclaimed, scooping one of the boys up in his arms while the other giggled and tried to hide behind the couch. “Daddy’s too slow!” shouted Liam, the braver of the two, sticking his tongue out before Ralph mock-growled and lunged for him, sending him into fits of laughter.Life had changed so much in these past two years. Ralph’s curse had been broken the moment he marked me as his mate. The dark cloud that had once loomed over him dissipated, leaving behind a man who was capable of love, laughter, and boundless devotion. Together, we rebuilt what
~RalphThe hospital room was too quiet, save for the faint hum of the machines monitoring Otsana. My heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest as I paced the length of the room. We needed to leave before Noah arrived. Every second wasted was a chance for him to track us down. I turned to Otsana, her pale face pulling at something deep inside me. “Come on, Otsana,” I said gently, touching her shoulder. “We need to go now.” She blinked at me, clearly exhausted, but she nodded weakly. I helped her sit up, her body frail and unsteady. She was strong—too strong—but even she couldn’t fight against the poison wreaking havoc inside her. “Ralph, hurry up!” Jasper hissed from the doorway, his eyes darting down the hallway. “We don’t have time for this!” I ignored him, focusing on Otsana. Her breathing was shallow, and just as I was about to help her stand, her body jerked violently. “Otsana?” I froze, watching in horror as she started convulsing. Her head snapped back, her
~NoahThe trembling maid stood before me, her knees almost buckling under the weight of her guilt. She couldn’t even meet my gaze. "Who sent you to poison Otsana?" I asked again, my voice as sharp and cold as a blade. Her lips quivered. “It… it was Dara, your betrothed.” I froze. Time seemed to stop as her words sank in. Dara. That manipulative, power-hungry witch. My fists clenched so hard I thought my knuckles would crack. "Dara?" I repeated, my tone low, dangerous. "Y-Yes, my lord," the maid stammered. "She... she paid me to do it." I cursed under my breath, anger flooding my veins. My vision blurred with red for a moment, and it took every ounce of restraint not to lash out. That woman… she dared to attack Otsana, my queen-to-be? The maid’s trembling grew worse, tears streaming down her face as if she knew her confession had just sealed her fate. I turned to one of my guards and made a subtle hand gesture. "Take care of her." The maid’s eyes widened in horror. “N
~RalphThe guesthouse was quiet, eerily so, as Jasper and I crept through the shadows. The soft rustle of leaves from the open windows barely masked the pounding of my heart. Every corner we turned seemed to be occupied by Noah’s guards. Their positioning was methodical, almost suffocating, as if they anticipated our every move.Jasper nudged my arm, his expression grim. "We can’t keep skulking around here. How are we supposed to get out with all these guys loitering like statues?"I shook my head, my mind racing. "We need to find a way out without alerting them. I already called Otsana… but she’s not answering her phone." I clenched my fists, the thought of her in danger fueling my frustration."You called her again?" Jasper whispered, his tone skeptical."Three times," I replied, my voice low but laced with tension. "No answer."Jasper frowned. "You think Noah’s got her locked away? That bastard would pull something like that."I exhaled sharply, trying to keep my emotions in check.
~OtsanaI woke to a piercing light stabbing through my eyelids. Groaning, I turned my head away, the sudden brightness making my head pound. Where was I? My body felt heavy, like I’d been weighed down by sandbags. My fingers twitched as I tried to push myself upright, but a wave of dizziness forced me back onto the soft mattress beneath me. I blinked several times, my vision slowly adjusting. White walls. The sterile smell of disinfectant. Machines softly beeping in the background. A hospital. My mind scrambled to piece together how I got here. “Otsana?” The familiar voice pulled me from my haze. I turned my head and saw Jessica sitting beside me, her face pale, her eyes rimmed red as though she’d been crying. “You’re awake,” she said softly, relief flooding her features. “You scared us, you know that?” I blinked at her, trying to make sense of her words. Scared? Why would she be scared? Then, like a dam breaking, fragments of last night rushed back to me. The dinner. The fo
~RalphSitting in the SUV parked a short distance from Noah’s mansion, I adjusted my seat for the fifth time. My nerves were on edge, but I kept my face calm. Outside, the night was dark and quiet, except for the faint hum of crickets. My men were silent, their eyes fixed on the mansion as if staring hard enough would give us a way in. Jasper, sitting in the driver’s seat, broke the silence. “So, Ralph,” he began, turning his head slightly to glance at me, “congratulations on the baby.” I froze for a moment, caught off guard. My throat felt dry, but I managed a shy, “Thank you.” He chuckled softly, shaking his head. “The mighty Alpha Ralph, my little brother, speechless. Never thought I’d see the day.” I gave him a small smile, staring out the window. “I saw it in my dreams,” I admitted quietly, almost to myself. “Otsana… she’s the only woman who could give me a child. I knew it would happen. I just didn’t know when.” Jasper grinned, leaning back. “Well, the Moon Goddess cle
~OtsanaA knock startled me. I froze in place, staring at the door, every nerve in my body on edge. Noah wouldn’t knock again. He’d been here moments ago, and he had no reason to knock again. If it were him, he would have burst in like he owned the place—because, in his mind, he did. Another knock came, softer this time. Could it…Could it be Jessica? My breath caught in my throat, and I rushed to the door. If it was her, there was no time to waste. My heart thudded as I cracked it open cautiously. Relief washed over me like a wave. It was her. She slipped into the room quickly, her movements sharp and hurried. “Close the door. Now,” she whispered, her voice low but firm. I slammed it shut and locked it this time, double-checking to make sure it was secure. Turning to her, I saw her sharp gaze sweep over me, taking in my tense posture and trembling hands. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her tone softening. “Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?” I exhaled shakily, tryi
~Otsana“Pick up, Ralph,” I whispered, biting my lip anxiously. When the call abruptly ended, my chest tightened, panic clawing at me. Jessica’s eyes darted to me. “Did he pick up?” I shook my head, my voice shaky. “He ended the call.” Jessica’s brows knitted together. “Try again.” With shaky hands, I redialed his number. This time, the phone didn’t even ring. Instead, a robotic voice informed me, ‘The number you are trying to reach is currently switched off.’ My stomach sank. “No, no, no,” I muttered, my voice cracking. I turned to Jessica, my eyes wide with fear. “His phone’s off. What should we do now?” Jessica exhaled sharply, placing her hands on her hips. “Calm down, Otsana. Panicking won’t help.” I couldn’t calm down, not with my thoughts spiraling into every worst-case scenario imaginable. “What if Noah forced an abortion on me? What if Ralph doesn’t know what’s happening here? Jessica, what if—” “Stop,” she said firmly, grabbing my shoulders. “We’ll figure thi
~RalphThe car sped down the dark road, the headlights slicing through the night like twin swords. Jasper sat beside me, his hands resting casually on his lap, but his eyes were sharp, scanning the horizon. Behind us, two more vehicles followed, packed with my guards. The silence in the car was thick, broken only by the occasional hum of the engine. I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles whitening. The thought of Noah’s smug face flashed in my mind, and my grip tightened further. I swear, if he so much as touched her— "Ralph," Jasper said, breaking my thoughts. "You're gonna crack the steering wheel in half if you keep doing that." I let out a heavy sigh and loosened my grip, though my mind remained restless. “Jasper,” I began, my voice low, “what do you think Grayson’s up to?” Jasper turned to me, raising an eyebrow. “Grayson? What about him?” I shrugged, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. “His silence. It’s unnatural. The man doesn’t know how to stay quiet. It feel