Julian.
I watch this frail being. The rise and fall of her chest. They said she was weak and wolfless. She tried to kill herself. The defiance in her eyes when she thought she had won against me. The smile on her face when she coughed blood. Call it madness but in that moment she was the most beautiful creature I have seen. Trying to deny me what belongs to me. Her Mine Just like her mother. It must run in the blood. She should be dead by now. The content and amount she took, the healer calls it a miracle by the moon goddess. I call it will. “If she dies you die” the words come out of my mouth as a witch examines her again. “Yes Alpha King.” Raya turns to me. “You should rest” she says with concern but I will not sleep until she awakens. Not because of anything but she is on my bed. I cannot have her treated anywhere else except in my chambers. Raya here is not allowed to walk around freely so this has to remain a secret. “Alpha King” someone calls from outside and we both turn to the door. My paranoid Beta arrives. I bob my head to the side gesturing Raya to move out of sight. Stephan enters. The beating of his heart is erratic. He stands there as if he did not just race to my chambers. “When did you arrive?” he question and I stand lazily to face him “A while ago“ I say to him. “The emissaries just arrived and said you left yesterday. What happened?” “An emergency” I tell him and he walks up to me scanning my whole body. Only he would worry about a beast who no one dares give the wrong attitude. “I should have gone in your stead. You never go.” I stare at him. A man that I watched them give birth to has grown into a son to me. More than that, a trusted ally. I sometimes wonder if Lord Groff is truly his father. “First time for everything. Court bore me these days” His eyes shift behind me. “Is she?” “Not yet” “There is a meeting in court” he says. I walk past him with a light pat on his shoulders. Giving the girl one last look before the door closes. …………………………………………… “Sire,.Alpha Damon wants an alliance,” the emissary tells me as o sit on the hard throne. Back sore from sleeping on a hard chair. Masking my discomfort as I am Wulfgars strength. One that has ruled for the past hundred years or should i say the curse that has let me rule for the past hundred years,ageless since i turned twenty six. It is both a strength and weakness. "Sire?" I force myself out of the memory before it pulls me into it's dark abyss. Back to the issue at hand. The little Alpha wants to bite more than he can chew in the short time he was given the title. I see. “What is he offering?” “More women.” I snicker. Such stupidity. The yearly exchange has made rumours about me being women crazed circulate the ten tribes outside my kingdom. I knew he would be trouble but so early.Nothing to worry. If the curse has thought me anything in my long years is the fact that youthful idiocity is one only time will teach a golden lesson. A commotion happening outside disrupts us. Someone rushes into the chambers and whispers in my ear. I stand. My step quickens as I move outside the court yard and there she was. Awake Standing on the balcony rail. Fucking crazy. Maids are shouting for her to get down and she threatens guards to jump if they do not step back. She holding something. A sandal. My days here are about to get interesting. “Alpha King” one of the guards shouts, and she gasps. The quick movement causes her to lose a step and fall. I move, fast and catch her. We tumble and my body protects her from the impact on the ground. She raises herself lazily to look at me. “You!” she jolts off my body. I have never saved a life, and this girl has the right to stand there and glare at me, presumably after I saved her twice. Twice, she has almost died, and none have anything to do with me. I smile in amusement at how this turned out. She is a fighter. “Why did you not let me go? Why did you bring me here?” I cork my head to the side “You are mine. Death cannot change that.” She steps back as the wind tousles into her silver hair. Her golden eyes take me in, and I arc a brow. She’s watching me. Series of emotion of her face but fear the greatest. Good. I step towards her, and her eyes roll back inside her head as she falls into my arms. Moon goddess ………………………………….. She wakes up with a scream that jostles me out of the rest I was trying to manage. When I look around, the room is empty. I have lost sleep for this girl and she continues to drive me mad. I drag a hand up my face and through my hair. When I turn to her, she has her eyes covered with the white sheets. Slowly, she drops the sheet and looks at me over the cover. “What are you doing here?” she bites the words I can see the fear and confusion in her eyes, but she masks it. Show no fear. I wonder who taught her that. Others would already be grovelling and begging for their lives by now. A first. No one has ever spoken to me with such disrespect. I sigh. “Do not move” I order when she does. She pauses and then she bolts. She opens the door but steps back inside when one of my huge guards stalks her. He bows and closes the door. I have a feeling my hands are about to be full with this one. She turns back to me. “Where am I?” she looks around, finally taking in her surroundings “My bed chambers.” “Why did you not let me die? Why did you bring me here?” She repeats her question from two days ago, and I begin to wonder if maybe the poison messed with her head. “Yes you have made your disdain for being kept alive known but that will be the last time you do something stupid.” “It is my life” she raises her voice, and I get off the chair. "Wrong. You lost it when your Alpha gave you up,” she flinches as a pained look crosses her eyes.I stalk her until she is backed against the wall. “You lost it when you gave it up, and I intend to keep it until I have no more need for it. Are we clear?” The defiance is back in her eyes. “You have no right” her voice is strong but shaky at the end “I am Alpha king, rights are overrated” I sneer at her. I notice our proximity and my body begins to react. I step back. “I hate you” she bites, and I smirk. No new words “Good. Because I am no Damon.” I had heard they were bebetrothed Her lips tremble as if realizing the real weight of her situation “What will you do with me?” she asks as I move back to the bed. “Anything I please.” She flushes with anger at my words, and I smirk at her reaction. “You will never have me!” “I will little wolf. In. Every. Little. Way.” She gulps and I see her nipples harden from where I stand. Little Wolf is not so innocent after all. She catches me staring and only then does she notice her transparent linen clothes of which she is bare underneath. Her hands fly to cover herself and I snicker at the action. I call in the maids who are on standby behind the doors. They rush in and get to work. I change and head out as they are aware of my instructions. Stephan rides up to me when I make my way to the stable. “You look like shit.” “Mind your words boy.” “Apologies Alpha King” he bows and I see a small smile he tries hiding on his face. The stable keeper brings my horse to me and I climb on. “She seems like trouble,” he comments as we graze through the field. “My thoughts in truth” I reply him. Breathing in fresh air under the high sun. I need an adrenaline rush. I could feel my body acting up again. Stephan notices my discomfort and immediately speeds off. I follow him. We ride for a good amount of time before we stop. The pounding of my heart and the rushing blood give me freedom. When we get back I see the maids and guards gathered in front of my chambers What has she done this time? When they hear me coming they straighten up and start shaking like leaves. Like I am going to pounce on them. I am ruthless, not impulsive. “What is going on here?” Nobody says a word, there heads remaining in a low bow. “Speak!” My thunderous voice is enough to jostle the words out of a guard “She is gone, Alpha King.” I see red, and the only thing I hear are screams as the guard’s head falls off. MoongoddessIf I can find a way out of here then I will be free. I have to survive. I am not supposed to be alive. Was it not the same poison that killed Alpha Rowan? Why am I still alive? Does the moon goddess hate me so much she refuses my dead body? She does not want me alive and refuses me dead. What kind of selfish goddess is she? I walk, light in my steps as I snick past guards. Trying to find an exit. My body is weak and my movement slow. “She looks young,” someone says. I pause and hide. “She is not the youngest,” another voice adds. I peer at the bunch. They must be maids. “It is a shame, I wonder when he will call us for a change of sheets” another maid adds as they walk by. “I never get used to the bodies. Such beauty gone to waste.” Shhh and it is suddenly silent. They cannot be talking about me. What do they mean by change of sheets? A waste of beauty? I gulp and increase my pace through hollow red walls. The feeling the walls were painted red to hi
Breath Breath Breath Breath I keep chanting the same words as my father comes to my side. “You look beautiful my girl. Your mother will be so proud of you.” His words of affirmation do so little to calm my nerves down because now I have to recall my mom. I lost her at the age of eight to a monster. I close my eyes to chase the terrible memory of her being dragged away. “Thank you, Father” I manage. My palms are sweaty from how tight i've been clutching the sides of my dress. “Chin up. This has to be perfect,” he says, but I hear his underlying words. I have to be perfect. Give them no reason to think I am not fit for him. When we enter the court chambers. He sees me but his eyes hold little affection when they find mine. The loud clud of the doors closing behind me causes a slight tremor down my body. I swallow my nerves and move with my father. “Alpha, Luna” my father greets with a bow and I join him. “Rise Elian. We are soon to be family. Welcome.” Alpha Rowa
“I am innocent, Daimon” I scream the words with repetition, but it is of no use. I have been locked here for days. No one has come to my aid. No food No water. If anyone would have told me my marriage ceremony would have landed me in a prison cell with false allegations to my name I would not believe it. I can not believe it. I look down at my chained hands and hug myself. The walls of the cells are sharp rocks moulded together that aid me no comfort to rest on. The prison doors swing open. My eyes dart to the door, and my best friend appears. “Jane” I cry as she rushes down to hug me between the cells. The chains pinch deeper into my skin as I try to force more distance than it allows. “Jane, what are they saying? How is the Alpha doing? When is Damon coming to get me out of here?” The questions tumble over my mouth as I try to hold off the tears threatening to spill. “I did not do what they are accusing me of, Jane” She nods her head, believing me, and I cry. Someone w
If I can find a way out of here then I will be free. I have to survive. I am not supposed to be alive. Was it not the same poison that killed Alpha Rowan? Why am I still alive? Does the moon goddess hate me so much she refuses my dead body? She does not want me alive and refuses me dead. What kind of selfish goddess is she? I walk, light in my steps as I snick past guards. Trying to find an exit. My body is weak and my movement slow. “She looks young,” someone says. I pause and hide. “She is not the youngest,” another voice adds. I peer at the bunch. They must be maids. “It is a shame, I wonder when he will call us for a change of sheets” another maid adds as they walk by. “I never get used to the bodies. Such beauty gone to waste.” Shhh and it is suddenly silent. They cannot be talking about me. What do they mean by change of sheets? A waste of beauty? I gulp and increase my pace through hollow red walls. The feeling the walls were painted red to hi
Julian. I watch this frail being. The rise and fall of her chest. They said she was weak and wolfless. She tried to kill herself. The defiance in her eyes when she thought she had won against me. The smile on her face when she coughed blood. Call it madness but in that moment she was the most beautiful creature I have seen. Trying to deny me what belongs to me. Her Mine Just like her mother. It must run in the blood. She should be dead by now. The content and amount she took, the healer calls it a miracle by the moon goddess. I call it will. “If she dies you die” the words come out of my mouth as a witch examines her again. “Yes Alpha King.” Raya turns to me. “You should rest” she says with concern but I will not sleep until she awakens. Not because of anything but she is on my bed. I cannot have her treated anywhere else except in my chambers. Raya here is not allowed to walk around freely so this has to remain a secret. “Alpha King” someone calls from outside a
“I am innocent, Daimon” I scream the words with repetition, but it is of no use. I have been locked here for days. No one has come to my aid. No food No water. If anyone would have told me my marriage ceremony would have landed me in a prison cell with false allegations to my name I would not believe it. I can not believe it. I look down at my chained hands and hug myself. The walls of the cells are sharp rocks moulded together that aid me no comfort to rest on. The prison doors swing open. My eyes dart to the door, and my best friend appears. “Jane” I cry as she rushes down to hug me between the cells. The chains pinch deeper into my skin as I try to force more distance than it allows. “Jane, what are they saying? How is the Alpha doing? When is Damon coming to get me out of here?” The questions tumble over my mouth as I try to hold off the tears threatening to spill. “I did not do what they are accusing me of, Jane” She nods her head, believing me, and I cry. Someone w
Breath Breath Breath Breath I keep chanting the same words as my father comes to my side. “You look beautiful my girl. Your mother will be so proud of you.” His words of affirmation do so little to calm my nerves down because now I have to recall my mom. I lost her at the age of eight to a monster. I close my eyes to chase the terrible memory of her being dragged away. “Thank you, Father” I manage. My palms are sweaty from how tight i've been clutching the sides of my dress. “Chin up. This has to be perfect,” he says, but I hear his underlying words. I have to be perfect. Give them no reason to think I am not fit for him. When we enter the court chambers. He sees me but his eyes hold little affection when they find mine. The loud clud of the doors closing behind me causes a slight tremor down my body. I swallow my nerves and move with my father. “Alpha, Luna” my father greets with a bow and I join him. “Rise Elian. We are soon to be family. Welcome.” Alpha Rowa