The whole room was as silent as a graveyard save for the loud beatings of Summer's heart, thumping loudly in her chest. Summer's body was frozen, her knees glued to the floor with her eyes fixed on the elder who was about to place the crown on her head."Summer, get up on your feet now before I come and pull you up myself!" Alan's voice boomed as he made his way toward Summer. Not only had Alan stormed into the throne room to disrupt the coronation but he had begun to make a scene."Do you really think that someone like you would ever become Luna?!" Alan shot at her."What.... what is the meaning of this, Alan?" Summer spun her head around with a confused expression on her face to address her future mate."What is the meaning of what? Face it, Summer, you're not fit to rule this pack!" Alan spat out at her."What is the meaning of this embarrassment, Alan?" Summer sneered. At this point, all eyes had fallen on her, trying to make out the reason why her future husband didn't want her t
"Wait!" Alan exclaimed, stepping into the circle where Summer was held firmly."Do not kill her yet." Alan let out and the guards holding on to her turned around to stare at him with surprise written all over their faces."Before you kill her, make her dance to her music. We do not want her to just go through a painless death, or do you? Torture her first, make sure she feels the impact of killing her parents." Alan smirked and rubbed his hands maniacally.The people cheered the moment Alan said that, it was evident that they were all in support of what Alan had just said. To Summer, the cheers and excitement of the people hit her like a brick wall, it felt as if she was in another world entirely. She couldn't believe how quickly the people turnned against her, how quickly they believed that after all these years of protecting them, she would be able to commit such atrocity—killing her parents."Yes. That's right, let's torture her until her body cannot take it anymore." Someone from
Summer's eyes blinked open to an unfamiliar room. She sat up on the huge bed, flicking her eyes around to assess her surroundings as her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.The last thing she could remember was being battered by her people, she shivered as she recalled the memory of several hands beating on her. Her eyes stung with tears at the humiliation and betrayal by Alan and her people. She could not comprehend how the same people she had dedicated her life to, had turned their backs on her in the blink of an eye.She was so immersed in her thoughts that she barely registered the entrance of another person in the room."I see you're awake!" The deep voice resounded in the room, snapping Summer out of her reverie."What-"She jumped out of the huge bed and instantly stopped mid sentence at the sight before her.Every pack was aware of the Lycan king and how powerful he was. Summer knew without doubt as she stared into those blue orbs that the Lycan king was peering back at her."I'm
Summer had been living in the Lycan kingdom for a few days, and she was not coping well, at all. She has been constantly on edge, waiting for the other shoe to drop.To make things worse, she had not let her wolf out since she arrived, and her wolf was getting restless. But she could not bring herself to do what she really wanted—to let loose and run into the abyss, never to return again.She had attempted to leave on the second day when she had been rudely informed by the guards that she was not allowed to leave. Aggravated, she had gone searching for Dominic, but he was barely present in the palace, always doing one work or the other. She had made sure her displeasure was known by being rude to the other Lycans, especially her personal maid, Hilda.She had been trying to confront him since then, and it seemed as though the goddess was on her side, as an opportunity had finally been presented before her.She had been strolling around the garden, the only place she was allowed to go o
Summer was on the edge of a mental breakdown. After she had made a promise for vengeance the other night, she thought everything would suddenly fall into place, but she was no closer to achieving her goal. This was because there was one person standing between her and her first step to getting revenge–Dominic.He had made it clear that she was not allowed to leave the palace, but she was not going to give up so easily.Something else was bothering her, she would sometimes have these weird dreams that she couldn't understand, but she had a feeling that they were somehow connected to Dominic. Her mind was filled with burning questions and a lot of unpleasant words for him, if only she had gotten the chance to confront him, again.She had tried to speak to the Lycan king every day, but he was never available or barely gave her the time of day. On some rare occasions she would catch sight of him watching her from afar with a distinct look in his eyes, but he would disappear before she cou
"What is so special about her?" Summer snarled, hoping to hear more about the so-called Jessica because she felt her action earlier simply meant that she was related to a higher authority."She is one of the council members' daughters," Hilda replied cautiously, not ready to get on her toes, although she was happy Summer was talking to her calmly.Summer's lips drew back in a snarl. "Just that?" she questioned, wanting to get more information. She saw no reason why Jessica acted like a peacock when she didn't hold any high authority, and, as she saw it, a council member was not high authority to her."She likes the king too," Hilda added, earning a scowl from Summer, whose face was filled with irritation."Gross!" Summer spat, now understanding why Jessica acted that way. Maybe some lycans had told her about the special treatment she was getting in the palace, and that was what was pissing her off."She better stay in her lane and not cross mine to avoid a story that touches the heart
The dreams were back again. This time they came at her more intensely than they had been the last few times she had had them. What the hell was this about her being dressed in ancient regalia?This time, she saw herself dancing and turning around in a cave that was covered with relics. She looked completely different from her normal self. It looked like her soul had left her body and possessed the body of a stranger. A powerful stranger at that because she could feel the energy as it seeped through her veins.Summer kept thinking about it all day; she sat by the table lost in thoughts; she didn't even notice when it was time to take her bath.The soft knock on her door and the sound of the door opening were what signaled to her that Hilda had come in. She had a big kettle in her hand."Ready to take a bath, ma'am?" Hilda asked her with a smile on her lips, but Summer was silent. Hilda noticed this and was puzzled. It was unlike Summer to be completely silent. She probably didn't even
Summer sat in front of the fancy makeup table, her fingers nervously tracing the patterns on the shiny wood as she looked at her reflection.She couldn't stop thinking about her recent argument with Dominic, each harsh word and piercing look replaying in her mind like a tense movie scene. Hilda's warnings echoed in her head, bothering her like an annoying itch.Was she being reckless? Was this her only way to show she was independent when she felt so powerless?The deep green dress she chose for dinner hugged her curves and swept the floor, reminding her of the confidence she had before getting tangled in the tricky world of politics.She sighed and pushed her damp hair back, still smelling faintly of lavender from her bath. Taking a deep breath, she stared into her own eyes, searching for the strength she desperately needed."I won't let anyone control me," she whispered, feeling a rush of determination.After getting ready, excitement surged through her. Would tonight's dinner be a