“You’re Selina, right, from Rozenberg?” “Who’s asking?” I raised an eyebrow at the girl in front of me and crossed my arms across my chest. How did Henry ever get used to ordinary people calling him by his given name? “Henry is looking for you. He’s waiting for you on the rooftop of the Science Center.” “Really?” My mood quickly shifted after hearing that. I did not even thank the girl or anything. I just turned on my heel and left. I went straight to the Science Center, an extensive structure on the university’s west side. It has only five floors, but it covers thousands of square feet of land. It comprised a broad range of scientific fields, including my new major. I took the elevator to the rooftop, but when I arrived, all I saw was a lot of nothing. I looked in every nook and cranny of the place, but there was no Henry to be found, save for a large stretch of blank concrete floor, numerous industrial air conditioning and ventilation systems, solar panels, and a massive water ta
These were the three things we knew about Jade at the time. Number 1. Jade is a liar. Number 2. Jade is a scientist and the student body president. She was way up there in the social hierarchy. Occult or not, everybody loved her. Number 3. Jade is madly, deeply, irrevocably... in love with Henry. The first two, I agree. The third one I’ve yet to find out. When I left the Science Center, I found Henry alone in the garden in a much better mood, but he looked like he was about to pass out from exhaustion, so I called the driver to pick us up and take us home. I never mentioned what I saw, and he never mentioned having company. Jade never texted me about Henry’s location either, but I gave her the benefit of the doubt and waited until midnight for her to contact me. It never happened. Two days later, when the lockdown was finally lifted, Empress Camilla hosted a televised State Reception for me. She granted me Volfenheim citizenship and then introduced me to their people as Henry’s f
Hello, readers! It's me, Salvia. If you're a new subscriber, you can scroll past this note. If you've been here before, please reread the story from the beginning because I did a major editing. Here's what I did. *I switched the point of view from third to first *Introduced a few minor characters *I wrote a few more scenes *Merged some of the old chapters *Gave the existing characters a little backstory *I also changed the title from Enemy of the Wolves to Alpha's Mate: The Villainess because that is what people thought of Selina, a villainess. Now, don't let me keep you. Happy reading!S.A. Avery
I knocked three times on the door before a uniformed maidservant opened it. “Is Henry here?” I inquired. After the incident in the Ball Room, I left to find where my fiancé took his best friend’s sister. People would think of me weird if I didn’t. Henry’s reaction to what happened was excessive. The other guests thought so too, so as my stepmother and Becca. If there really was something happening behind the scenes, I needed to put a stop to it. Or at least I needed to tell them to tune it down. “Who is it, Malia?” Henry asked from inside the room. “Your fiancée,” I replied flatly, brushing the servant girl aside and entering the room. “Well, well...” Henry was standing next to Jade, who was sitting and crying into a handkerchief. She was still dressed in her wine-stained gown. Seriously, she went to a party without bringing a backup dress? What a m*ron. “What are you doing here, Selina?” Henry demanded, clearly irritated. “What do you mean?” I asked, a wry smile on my face. “I’
I set out to find Becca throughout the palace as soon as lunch was finished and we were allowed to loiter. I didn’t like how Jasper looked at me at the time. It was as if he knew I had purposefully spilled the wine on his sister, so imagine my distraught when she and Jasper didn’t show up for the luncheon. I feared he was torturing Becca for information so he could expose me. Everything will be ruined. I’d be ruined. I didn’t come all the way here to fail.I asked Clifford for assistance, and he dispatched the servants under him to find the two.I went to the garden to relax and take in some fresh air. I need to find Becca and make sure she won’t talk and—When I heard laughter from somewhere in the garden, I perked up. I paid close attention and was certain it was Becca and someone else. It was coming from a dense hedge maze ahead. I did not move from my seat and waited for someone to come out of the maze.“Oh, Your Royal Highness,” my lady-in-waiting exclaimed in surprise when she s
When I opened the door to my dorm room and saw the state it was in, I couldn’t help but frown. I’d like to think there was a mistake—I didn’t deserve to be staying in such a place, but the pink luggage at the foot of the bed and the key in my palm told a different story. It was the first day of classes. It was also the first time I went to my assigned room and I was in for a shock. I was already obstructing traffic in the hallway, so I entered her room and regarded it with contempt. There was nothing in the room other than the bed in the corner, the large closet next to it, and the plain wooden desk near the window. The ceiling was a typical cream color. The walls were painted gray, and the floor was simply polished red cement. This room had nothing special to offer. It was dull and cramped. It was downright depressing. I took a picture of the room and sent it to Henry with a sad face. He replied with a picture of himself standing in the middle of a tiny room
“Hungry, are we?” I sarcastically said as I placed my tray next to Henry’s on the table. It was Friday, and it was lunchtime. It was the only time our lunch schedules overlapped, and we were supposed to eat together like a normal couple. We agreed to wait for the other if one of us was late, but the king was already eating. With the Otxoas yet again. All of whom were ignoring my presence at the table. I felt insulted. It’s only been a week since I arrived at Aldervolf University. Approximately 16 days since I migrated to the Greater Volfenheim Empire, and I was already starting to question my life choices. My frustration was increasing by the second, and I was disappointed with Henry for a variety of reasons. For one, Henry agreed with the dorm mother’s decision not to assign me another room or replace Jet as my roommate. Out of desperation, I tried everything I could to persuade him: I cried, kicked and screamed, I even tried to seduce him, but my efforts were all in vain. Tired
I stabbed the soil I was cultivating with my small shovel more forcefully than I should have, but I did not care. Another week has gone by, and it hasn’t been any better than the last. Problems seemed to come my way the longer I stayed at the university. My grades were excellent, and I was enjoying all of my classes, including political science. I listened to my future mother-in-law and took the course as an elective.However, that’s not what’s stressing me out, it’s my extracurricular activities. I joined gardening, art, and dance clubs, but as soon as I discovered they also included occults, I had to stop going. My gathering of supporters turned more irritatingly hard. So I established my own club for plant-based eaters. I shared information about how much good it did to our nature and how animal consumption was bad. I taught the members to prepare and cook a lot of plant-based recipes. They knew of my plans for running for the president of the student council and my projects. My me
I let out a blood-curdling scream.“It’s alright, my princess,” Clifford tried to reassure me with a soothing voice as he approached me, but his actions had the opposite effect on me. “Do not be afraid, it’s–”Before he could finish speaking, a shadow leaped in front of me and tackled the butler to the ground with a growl. It was Jasper. They fought over the knife before the duke knocked Clifford out with a punch to the face, dislocating his jaw.“Freddy!” Bridgette screamed. Everyone rushed towards the prince, and they pushed me out of the way. I landed on my behind, the grass cushioning the fall, still too stunned to care.“Are you okay?” I heard Jasper ask. He knelt in front of me. I gazed at him and the hand he offered, still wide-eyed. “Selina, are you hurt?”I shook my head no. I was trembling like a leaf in the wind. I didn't even realize I was crying until the duke put an arm around me, pulling me close to his chest. “It’s alright. It’s over now.”It was strange. Even though h
Someone was standing by the window.The drawing room was dark, but I could see their silhouette thanks to the moonlight shining through the mesh curtains. They appeared to be looking out of the window, their back turned towards me. My heart thumping in my chest, I stepped back in an attempt to escape, only to be stopped by a familiar male voice.“You’re here…” The person finally looked at me. They were wearing a turquoise and gold suit. A royal butler.“Clifford?” I squinted to see the man properly, my eyes adjusting in the dark. He was… smiling. It was unusual, but not unwelcome. “It’s late. What are you still doing here?”“I noticed you were not here after His Majesty’s visit. Where were you?”I closed the door behind me and walked towards my bedroom. “I just went out for a walk. You can go back now.”“Oh, alright. Good night, my princess,” he said, a soft lilt in his voice. “Sweet dreams.”I raised my eyebrows at that. He never smiles or croons. The butler was always professional a
Thank the Rozen Maiden, Jasper was already hard. I don't know what I'd do if he wasn't.He smelled like mint soap and tasted nothing in particular. Like clean skin.“What are you doing?” the Lycan exclaimed, horrified. He shoved me, causing me to fall off the bed. I assumed he didn't intend to do that, as he quickly rushed to my side, visibly concerned. “I'm sorry!”I didn't move from my spot. I hurt my back when I hit the floor, but my pride and dignity hurt even worse.He was right. What was I doing, coming to his room and pouncing on him like that? I have no shame left in me. I couldn’t believe I’d stooped so low.“Hey, are you okay?” the duke asked, and I turned away from him, ignoring him completely. “Don't just lie in there. The floor's cold.”“Leave me alone.”“Selina...”I breathed deeply before opening my mouth and screaming at the top of my lungs.“Alright! Fine! Fine!” Jasper yelled through my screams, stepping back and covering his ears. “Fine, I'll leave you alone, jeez.”
I ran upstairs to the third floor of the Lyall Palace, where the guests’ bedchambers were located. As soon as I reached the door at the end of the halfway, I pounded my fist on the sturdy wood. I don’t care if it’s the middle of the night; I need to speak with the occupant of the room.“Princess Selina?” a voice came from behind me. I turned to see Jasper peeking out from an open door across the hall. He looked dumbfounded to see me. “What are you doing here?”I could ask him the same thing because I know that’s not his assigned bedchamber. I walked towards him and his expression turned into a deep concern. The duke stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.He looked ridiculous in his silk pajamas and nightcap.“You can't be here,” he said, his eyes combing the dimly lit hallway for signs of life. “What if other people–”I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down to crash my lips into his.When Henry said I could not have a lover while he had one, he failed to co
“Your Royal Highness,” Clifford's voice called from outside my door. I scowled and turned towards it. What was it this time? “His Majesty is here to see you.”“The king?”“Yes, miss.”My eyes almost popped open in shock. Henry never visited me in my room, especially at night, because he was wary of the rumors it might create. What does he want?“Shall I tell His Majesty that you’re indisposed?”“No, let him…” I glanced at the table and noticed the vial of period blood was still there.In my panic, I grabbed it so that I could hide it on the couch again. However, it slipped from my hand and rolled under the table.“Argh!” I tried to reach it, but it was so far away from my hand.“Your Royal Highness?”“Just a minute!” I tried to use my foot, but the vial rolled under the other couch and near the fireplace. Spilling small amounts of thick liquid in its wake. I forgot to put its lid on.The door swung open, and I dived to snatch the vial and, before I could decide against it, threw it in
“I’ve seen the written accord; I have studied it ever since they displayed it in the Museum for all to see. It doesn’t say anything about that.”I narrowed my eyes at the glasses girl, “Are you saying my father lied?” “N-no! I’m saying he’s mistaken, Your Royal Highness.” Nervously, she passed around folders containing graphs, charts, and pictures showcasing ancient texts alongside their modern translations. “I mean, I can’t blame His Majesty, the accord is very old. But… as you can see in your copies, the translation clearly says ‘a child sired by Wilhelm’s blood’ … so, it could be anyone of them, not just the king.”“You mean the spare?” Julian interjected, eyebrows furrowing.“It doesn't matter who is sitting on the throne now,” the girl said, adjusting her glasses that were slipping down her nose. “Even if he has just a drop of the first emperor's blood, he will still be considered eligible. The person Princess Selina decides to marry will inherit both the throne and the title al
My heart had been pounding so hard on my chest when the heathens pushed me into the back of a car and made me lie on my back. It was where they gagged me and tied up my hands and feet. They drove the car for a while, driving through a couple of tunnels and a train crossing and a lot of humps and when they finally stopped, I couldn’t hear the hustle and bustle of the city. All the sounds I could make out were the occasional chirping of crickets, rustling of leaves, and the squelching of our feet against the soft, wet grass when they got me out of the car.The people who took me dragged me carefully inside a building and made me sit on a cushioned couch. The place smelled like rotten wood, stagnant water and dust. By the time my kidnappers pulled the bag off my head, I was already calm and collected. My security team always told me that in an event that I was taken, I needed to preserve my voice and strength. I must not encourage the kidnappers to hurt me, which I didn’t. Aside from the
Jade was talking animatedly to another student while smoothing out the pink poster on the wall. I walked towards the elevator a few feet from them, ignoring them, intending to ride the elevator to go to my class. A few other students were intrigued by the new poster and flocked to the female Lycan, listening to what she had to say.Jade’s soft-spoken voice was loud and clear while she explained to the group the importance of having a ‘well-woman exam’ at least once a year. Her words seemed to be filled with genuine concern and compassion for her fellow women, which made me huff. Where was that concern and compassion when she stole Henry from me?I pressed the button on the elevator again, willing for it to go down faster, but it was stuck on the fifth floor for some d amned reason. With a huff, I turned on my heels, and walked towards the stairs, but Jade’s words stopped me in my tracks.“Me?” She was smiling warmly while looking at the group of students in front of her. “As a matter
“I'm infertile?” I was thankful for the face mask I was wearing because it muffled my loud voice a bit and it helped to not shower the good doctor with spittle when I shouted. After a few days of holding it off because of my pride, I went back to Doctor Ortega’s clinic and endured all of the tests she wanted to do. I had a lot of terrible scenarios in my head during and a few days after the tests, but I never imagined that one. Given the doctor's concern, I thought I was dying. The final result was even worse. To say I was shocked was an understatement. “That's—no, it can't be!” As the future empress, it was my responsibility to have children. If I don't get to have that… I'll be useless. If Henry knew this— “I didn't say that,” the brown-haired doctor said, frowning a little. “I said you have polycystic ovary syndrome, Mary.” “Same difference.” I folded my arms on my chest. “I’ve heard of that condition. I won’t get pregnant if I have it.” “Why would that matter to you? I thou