I accepted my fate and got out of the bathroom. I went to my drawer and grabbed the handkerchief the alpha had given to me during our first encounter. I caressed the T symbol engraved on it. "So it meant Troy after all" I said to myself. I had wondered what the T stood for. I sniffed it smelled like him. I had thought I'd never see him again but I met him again in such a situation. I'd have to seek him out and try to resolve the misunderstanding. I'd also have to return his belonging back to him. I got dressed and went to the kitchen. I paused in my steps when I saw dad serving breakfast with his apron tied to his waist. He looked up to meet my eyes and he had a blank expression on his face. "Someone's in trouble." Amelia smirked as she brushed past me and sat down. "Come eat." Dad said in a neutral tone and I slowly walked over and sat down. He didn't say anything but just served our food and sat down. Amelia was staring at me with a suspicious expression. "What?" I asked. He
I rushed out of the house because I didn't want to be late. She always scolded me for arriving later than I was supposed to. Luckily, I arrived at the restaurant just in time, the elegant facade a stark contrast to the shabby apartment I called home. I pulled out my phone and called Miss Maureen. "Hello, it's Iris. I'm here already." "Oh dear, I'm running a little late. Please wait at the entrance." Now she's the one running late. "Of course," I replied, hanging up the phone. I took a deep breath, as I surveyed the scene. The restaurant was buzzing with activity, it was full of well dressed faces, their laughter and chatter mingling with the clinking of glasses. They all looked so expensive and I couldn't help but feel a wave of self consciousness wash over me. I was so out of place, my simple dress feeling drab compared to the designer gowns and tailored suits that shimmered around me. A waiter approached me, his expression a mixture of disdain and impatience. "What are you doin
Convincing my father to let me leave had been an epic battle. Days of pleading, bargaining, and even a brief but dramatic hunger strike had finally worn him down. He had grumbled and cursed, muttering about the dangers of the outside world and the importance of a woman's place being in the home. But in the end, my stubbornness paved the way. Amelia was particularly ecstatic when she heard I'd be leaving. "Finally, the imposter is leaving." She had laughed. I'd called Madam Maureen immediately, my voice full of excitement. "Miss Maureen I'm ready. I'll take the job." "Excellent!" she'd exclaimed. "Meet me at the office tomorrow morning. The employer will be there to meet you and the other girls. You'll be taken to the mansion tomorrow." Excitement bubbled within me. I spent the rest of the day packing, my small suitcase overflowing with my meager belongings. And, of course, my father had insisted on 'supplementing' my luggage. His idea of supplements involved a generous helping of s
~A Day Earlier~"Welcome to the Troy household." Miss Felice said with a bright smile on her face.My luck couldn't be this bad right? Maybe it was a different Troy. I looked around nervously as I already had a bad feeling. There was a knot in my stomach that made me uncomfortable."Compose yourself." Miss Felice said strictly to me. She probably noticed how uncomfortable I was.We were led to the servant quarters. We lined up in an orderly manner and older servants were called to welcome us.Miss Felice was the head servant and a B ranked omega. She had probably worked in this household for two generations. She looked very strict and carried herself with pride. She walked around inspecting the quarters and other servants were reporting activities that had occurred during her absence. She finally remembered the existence of the newly hired servants and walked towards us to probably give a speech about how lucky we were to be in such a household."It is a great honour to be chosen to s
I layed on my bed pondering about all I've heard from the girls today. I have never really concerned myself with the affairs of the higher species and I was bad at names to the extent I didn't know about the influential families. I only knew about the Addams because that was Archie's family. I have always thought they were very Noble but I just found out today that they are not so powerful. Archie is really impressive, and he probably wants to raise the status of his family. This is something I can't help him with. As much as I want to hate him, I also want to understand him.As a kid, I have heard stories about the Ultima who is destined to be the most powerful werewolf and will lead all the pack. The Ultima is said to possess the power of the primordial werewolf as he will be a reincarnation of Kushim. Kushim was the very first of our kind created by the moon goddess. He was omnipotent and lived for thousands of years before he was taken back by the moon goddess. It is believed that
We arrived at the quarter and it was larger than I had expected. It had a large sitting room with a private bar at the far corner.The bedroom was spacious and brightly lit and the floor covered with plush carpets. There was an organised study table mounted with arranged paper works, and a super computer.There was even a walk-in closet with custom organizers and shelves. The walls and bedsheets were bright colors of red mixed with dark grey. There was a mini library and a private balcony with exotic flowers and a Scarlet macaw in a cage up in the balcony.It had a warm and welcoming vibe to it. With how bright this room seemed to be, it couldn't possibly belong to the Alpha master everyone was dreading so I became more at ease.We shared ourselves and began cleaning. The masters were still at breakfast and if we clean fast enough we wouldn't need to run into them at all. We finished up quickly and decided to head back. Getting to the stairs, I realized I had forgotten a mop bucket in
"Hurry up!" She demanded.She led me to the garden at the back of the house and I walked slowly behind her. It was already evening and a bit dark in this part of the house, someone could be easily murdered here and no one would know."Over there." she said pointing. "I can only accompany you to this point." she said as she turned to leave."What! Why can't you go with me?" I said grabbing her arms."Why are you overreacting?" she said with a shocked expression on her face."Please I can't possibly go alone." I said pleading with my soul."Jeez, let go already, and hurry up before the master gets annoyed." she said forcefully escaping my grip as she walked away.I saw a silhouette at the other end of the garden. I searched around for anything I could use to defend myself and I saw a stick on the ground which I grabbed quickly. A stick was probably useless against this fierce Alpha but I could at least inflict some injuries on him. I walked slowly towards him with the stick close to me.
~ Leigh's POV ~I had a splitting headache after hearing all the bullshit the family elders had to say in this morning meeting. They all just cared about their own interests and not that of the pack as a whole."Dirty old maggots." I muttered to myself."You'd get old quickly if you keep frowning like that."Hearing this made me frown even more."I think I see wrinkles on your head Leigh. You're gonna get ugly soon." Nicolas said laughing loudly."It's probably been a long time since you got kicked." I said threatening him."Awwww! the cute puppy wants to bite." he said in an annoying tone. I didn't bother to answer as he was always like this.Nicolas was a friend I had met in highschool. He was a B ranked alpha from a less powerful pack, but we seemed to get along really well. Back then, he was being bullied by other stronger alphas, I initially ignored it as I didn't bother with things that were not my business but one day, it had gone out of hand and I stepped in to help him. Since
~ Iris POV ~Three years had passed since the blood and chaos of that night in Luka’s mansion, three years since I had looked into the cold, dead eyes of Luka Lane. In those three years, Leigh and I had built a life together, a sanctuary away from the shadows of the past. Our own mansion was where we lived now, far away from the main Troy mansion. Two years ago, under the glow of the full moon, we had finally become one, our souls bound together in a love forged in fire and tempered by time. He had made me his mate and we were blessed by the moon goddess. Leigh had sworn not to return to the old Troy mansion until the old Alpha breathed his last and he had kept to his words, it was a heart breaking but necessary severing of ties. We had found our own happiness, clinging to each other as we navigated our own future together.Today also, was a day for celebration. Nicolas and Clarisse were finally tying the knot. The air in our bedroom was thick with the pleasant chaos of getting rea
~ Leigh’s POV ~My lungs burned, each ragged breath shot pain through my entire body. But I knew I had to forget this pain I was feeling, I knew the ceremony was fast approaching, and Travis was unreachable this whole time too so we did not know whether he had arrived Lane’s pack or not. There was no time. No time to rest, no time to fully heal. Iris was in danger and I must save her.Every fibre of my being screamed at me to move faster, to bridge the impossible distance that separated us. Every mile felt like a lifetime, every rustle of leaves a potential delay. Clarisse was so worried. “I can’t reach Travis… we don’t know if he made it.” She said on the way. Nicolas’s updated us not too long after. “Travis just called… they encountered heavy resistance. It is clear that Luka anticipated them.” I clenched my jaw. That bastard. He is indeed an old weasel. “No matter what,” I snarled, “we break through and defeat him. We have to.”And we did. The fight was brutal. When we arrive
What I felt inside wasn’t just a power. It was an understanding. An understanding that made me feel ancient, yet utterly present, as if the moon goddess and I were two halves of a perfect whole. My vision were sharpened, and I could see everything. Every sin, every judgement. Every weakness and strength. I could see it all. With a roar that echoed through the hall, I launched myself at Luka, and flinged him far, sending him crashing against the wall. He hadn’t even fully regained his footing before I slammed into him again, sending his hulking form sprawling again once more. My eyes, I could feel, burned with an otherworldly light, fixed on Luka with an intensity that made him flinch.“Your opponent is me, Luka Lane!” I stated, my voice resonating with a newfound authority, a power that was both mine and something far more greater.Luka snarled, pushing himself up, his grey fur bristling. “So, the little moonflower has finally found her thorns, huh! Too bad for little one, you shoul
Travis’s strength was visibly slipping away but I could only watch. Each blow, each snarl, seemed to cost him more. Then, the unthinkable happened. Luka, with a brutal swiftness, plunged his massive claws deep into Travis’s chest. An agonizing shout ripped through the air, a sound that tore at my soul.Luka ripped his claws out, and Travis’s powerful wolf form faltered. He crashed to the ground, as a dark stain of blood spread rapidly under him. His gaze was filled with pain and exhaustion, flickered towards me. In his eyes, I saw a heart breaking message. “I’m tired. I tried.” That’s all I could see in his eyes. He was tired and I was powerless. Tears streamed down my face, blurring the horrific scene before me.Luka with his eyes gleaming with a cruel triumph, loomed over Travis. “Insect!” he sneered as he opened his massive jaws, ready to deliver the killing blow, aiming for Travis’s throat.“NO!” The shriek tore from my own throat, it was a desperate shout, hoping it could somehow
“What was that sound?” Archie demanded of the guards turned towards the door.They all looked confused as their eyes darted nervously around “We… do not know Alpha,” one stammered, “but it sounds… it sounds like someone is blowing the place up.”My heart leaped into my throat. Could it be? Could it possibly be him? A flicker of desperate hope ignited in me, chasing away the fear in my heart. Leigh was here. It had to be Leigh. He wouldn’t let them keep me here.Archie’s jaw tightened, his gaze locking onto mine, then a cruel smirk twisted on his lips. “Keep her contained,” he snarled at the servants who stood. “Do not let her escape. I will go and see what this… disturbance… is.” He shot me one last venomous look before turning and striding out of the room, the guards hurrying after him.My mind was a whirlwind of possibilities. Explosions? Fighting? It had to be Leigh. My eyes felt hot with unshed tears of relief and anticipation. He was here. He was really here to save me.“Come my
Sleep. That word felt foreign. After what I had heard from Ethel, how could I possibly fall asleep. The locked door was a solid testament to my captivity, and the high, narrow window offered no solace at all or a route of escape. I was trapped, and those guards were outside watching. I paced back and forth in the confines of the room. My mind was running like a hamster on a wheel with no way to stop. As I turned sharply, my foot caught on the edge of the bed, sending me sprawling on the ground hard. The back of my head slammed against the marble floor, as a sharp blinding pain shot through me. A loud groan escaped my lips, and for a dizzying moment, darkness threatened to take me again. But then, as the pain subsided, a torrent of memories, sharp and vivid, began to flood my consciousness wildly. The fragmented dreams, the unsettling whispers, the faces I couldn’t quite grasp, they all snapped into place with startling clarity. I could remember everything all of a sudden. I wasn’t
This was supposed to be my escape, but it wasn’t anymore as there were about two dozens of imposing figures, their faces grim and unyielding, lined in the corridor, their presence suffocating the last grasp of hope Ethel had built in me. And Luka Lane just stood there watching us, his very stillness radiating an icy authority. His grey eyes were as sharp as shards of glass.Ethel, who had moments ago been very courageous was now visibly trembling beside me. Her breath hitched in her throat and her hand clutched my own tightly, her fingers digging into my skin. Luka’s lips peeled back into a slow, cruel sneer. “Well, well, well,” he drawled, his voice a violent threat that sent shivers and sweat running down my temples. “I guess you are playing hide and seek in the dead of night, my little runaway? And you, Ethel? Playing accomplice are you?” he sneered.Ethel’s voice, when she finally managed to speak, was full of tremor. “Father… we were just… she wasn’t feeling well. I was only ta
~ Iris POV ~From the moment I woke up, I felt uneasy. It was like there was something pressing against my chest. It was because I knew tomorrow was fast approaching. Tomorrow was the day I was supposed to become Luka Lane’s mate. The thought felt like air was being sucked out of my lungs. This morning, my gown had also arrived and I was made to come test it out. It was truly beautiful and a perfect fit. Perfect for my discomfort actually, because there is no way I would be happy wearing that knowing who my groom is.I got confined to my room afterwards, under the guise of pre wedding pampering, felt more like imprisonment, like they have been doing since I got here. On the brief walk back from the gown testing room, I saw how everyone was busy with activity. Servants scurried with floral arrangements, and trying to get things arranged. I sighed heavily as I jumped on my bed with a thud. My gaze drifted to the window, and I yearned to feel the cool night air on my face, to run until
“Nicolas,” I repeated, my voice rough, “What happened to Iris?” The silence that followed stretched longer than I thought necessary. It was so thick and suffocating, and this silence just seemed to amplify the frantic thumping of my heart.Nicolas shifted his weight uncomfortably, his gaze fixed on the hard cold floor. He finally sighed, a sound heavy with reluctance. “Leigh please. You need to focus on getting better. This isn’t something you should be worrying about right now.” He tried to reason. It was not a reasonable thing for him to say though. At least to me.I hissed harshly. The dismissive tone ignited a spark of fury within me, overriding the weakness that still clung to my limbs. I pushed myself up against the pillows, the sudden movement causing a sharp tug on the IV drip in my wrist, sending a jolt of pain through my arm and to my brain. “I cannot relax Nicolas! Iris is out there, in Luka Lane’s clutches. What do you think he wants with her? It’s not a good thing obvious