When the Alpha King returned to the suite, he looked around for me before coming out to the balcony to find me. When I heard the door to the balcony click open gently, I wiped the tears on my face with the back of my hand. The Alpha King walked out and stood next to me, getting the rain drops all over him. He looked at me. I faked a smile, but he lifted my chin with his index finger gently, and looked into my eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked, having to whisper into my ears because the thunderstorm was louder than our voices. I nodded at him, but I knew he was not convinced. "Is it me?" He asked again sweetly. "Did I hurt you? Are you alright?" And I smiled at him, genuinely this time, and nodded before looking away.The rest of the hours went by very slowly. The Alpha King and I stayed up, drinking glass after glass of ancient wine, talking about mundanities and philosophies. He seemed to sense that I did not like to talk about myself, so he avoided asking me any questions about my
Attus looked expectantly at me, and I tried my best to avoid his eyes. But when I looked up into his eyes, I could not bring myself to say anything that I had actually planned on saying. I had wanted to let him down nicely and not string him along, but I realised in that moment, that I never wanted to live in the Castle without his affections. "Umm… Why do you look like that, C? Are you alright?" Attus asked, and I realized where I was finally. I blinked severally and forced a smile that did little to move my face. "I am alright, my darling." I said simply, not wanting to tell him anything that would hurt him or make him just stop going all out for me. He looked doubtfully at me for a while, before nodding slowly, deciding to accept my reply or something like that. "You said you wanted to talk to me about something?" Attus reminded me, and I nodded, trying to make myself more cheerful. "Okay? I am all ears, so let's hear it." He added. "So, the Queen mother, Gamma and your mom all
The grey wolf growled low in his throat but made no move to attack, which suited Attus just fine. Attus lowered himself down onto the ground, putting a careful hand out. "It is alright. My friends are just worried about their pack leader.""Do you have friends who will protect you?" asked Attus. My mind flashed through the images of wolves running after me and the thought that perhaps there were other packs nearby made me feel a little sick. The wolf snorted and shook his head, "I don't need protection, I am the protector. But I understand your concern. There are other packs in these woods, and some of them can be quite territorial. It's survival of the fittest out here, you know."Attus nodded, understanding the concept all too well. In the world of nature, only the strongest and most adaptable survive. It was a harsh reality, but one that Attus had learned to accept during his time in the wild.The wolf continued to eye Attus warily, but didn't make any aggressive moves. Attus too
Looking over at Martha made me feel even sadder because she was at an age where I had been everyone's favourite back at home. An age where I was not allowed to raise a finger in order to reserve all of my strength for shifting into the ultimately powerful wolf that I was supposed to shift into. But there Martha stood, always being so nice and sweet and kind to me. Being my confidant and everything in between. Someone young enough to understand how difficult navigating teenage life was, but too young to offer any real insights on life. I cried harder and even more piteously, and it seemed to break Martha's heart, because she ran to my side and held my shoulders in a weird hug. It was not a full hug, but it felt so safe and warm that I felt I was going to choke from how hard I cried. I emptied all of my soul's burdens in Martha's arms. I did not know that the sobbing voice was not mine, until I was quiet for a bit. Then I realized that Martha was crying too. I pushed her off and got
"And whatever it is that you have going on with Attus, it is in your best interests that you either hide better, or end it! My son will not be ridiculed by anybody while I have breath in my body. Especially not by the likes of you!" The Queen mother said, before she finally left the room. I exhaled deeply and fell onto the sofa, grateful to not be in front of her anymore. I was really going to be getting married to the coldest, most brutal Alpha King known or ever spoken of. I remembered being younger and reading a novel about the brutality of the Alpha King, who was a Prince back then because his father was still alive. During his fencing training, he insisted on the use of real swords, and always slaughtered his adversary. The Alpha King, his father had been callous, but even he had been afraid of the fire in his then teenage son's blood. His mother had been very supportive of her son's barbarism, but much had not been said about her. The focus had been on the young Alpha Prince.
The Alpha King yelled in frustration and let his fist into a glass vase in the room that was directly beside me. As I watched the vase shatter and then injure his knuckles, the drip of blood from them gave me more satisfaction than a fudge sundae on an intensely hot summer day. I laughed out loud, bending over and standing back up. "I thought as much, you bloody coward!" I said, and the Alpha King's eyes turned bloody and red from all the rage he felt. "You might think I'm young and gullible, Xavier, but I am not just some bimbo. I have known struggle. I have known fear and uncertainty. And I am learning everyday, to fight for whatever it is that I believe in."I stopped so I would not cry. "And I believe in myself. That is something no amount of cruelty to me, can take away from me." I completed, fanning my eyes with my hands to dry the well of tears in my eyes. I heard the Alpha King suddenly laugh, and I stopped to look at him. He laughed uproariously, "Is it not just immensely b
After my talk with Martha, I paid a visit to the Alpha King's room. In order to help Martha and her sister Celine, I was going to have to ask for a huge favour from him. I knocked on his room, listening as my knock echoed on the inside of his large suite. There was no response, so I knocked again. The Alpha King actually walked over and opened the door himself, peeking out like he had something to hide. I looked at his head in mild confusion. "Can I come in? We need to talk about something very important." I said calmly, and he looked very guilty and uncomfortable. "Is the wine here, Xavi?" I heard a feminine voice ask from inside his suite, and it all made sense why he stood peeking out at me like an undressed woman. "Is that Morrigan?" I asked, as I pushed the door open to see for myself. There was Morrigan, completely naked and my god! She was beautiful. I stood, just staring at her firm and full breasts, the curve of her womanly hips. She had no cellulite, stretch mark or even
"Can I talk to you about something though, Attus?" I asked suddenly, sitting up to show how serious I was. Attus chuckled deeply, "Is that supposed to be a riddle or a trick question? Of course you can always talk to me about anything above, beneath and on this earth." He said enthusiastically, and I smiled widely at him.Taking a deep breath, "I want to talk to you about a matter concerning my personal maid. She has informed me that the Queen Mother asked her to go back home for the six weeks that I am not to be here, and take them as her days off. Do these decisions have to be made without me being in the loop? Because I seem to just be thrown into things around here." I took a deep breath. "First, I was suddenly asked to meet this Miss Bo-ffet who did not seem to know what to do with her hands around Xavier. And who herself told me about the Royal Brides Academy, which I did not even know was a thing. Lady Cadbury was here too, talking about wedding dresses and themes and my drea
I nodded, feeling grateful for her words. "I know, but I just don't know what to do. I feel so trapped."Becky leaned in, her voice soft and reassuring. "You're not trapped, sis. You always have options, even if they're not immediately clear. And remember, the only way to move forward is one step at a time."I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of clarity wash over me. "You're right. I need to take things one step at a time. And right now, that means figuring out how to make things better for myself."Becky smiled, her eyes filled with pride. "That's the spirit. We'll figure it out together. And if you need to stay here for a while, that's perfectly fine. You're always welcome here."I nodded, feeling a sense of relief. "Thank you, Becky. I don't know what I would do without you."We spent the rest of the day talking, laughing, and reminiscing about old times. And as the sun began to set, I felt a sense of hope, of optimism for the future. I knew that I still had a long road ahead of
As I continued on my way, I realized that this was one of the most fulfilling experiences I had had in a long time. Helping to bring people together and create a sense of unity was truly rewarding.But my work was not yet done. There were still external threats to the castle, and we needed to be prepared for anything that might come our way.One day, as I was walking through the castle, I heard the sound of horns in the distance. I immediately ran to the walls to see what was happening.In the distance, I could see a group of raiders approaching the castle, their banners waving in the wind. The guards on the walls were scrambling to prepare for the attack.I knew that we had to act quickly. I raced to the queen's chambers to inform her of the impending attack. She quickly assembled her advisors and knights, and we began to prepare for the defense of the castle.The knights were ready and eager for battle, and the peasants were doing their part as well. They had been trained in basic c
I'm thinking of leaving Xavier again."I said at the nail salon with Mila and Ellen, and they looked over at me with pity in their eyes." Don't look at me like I said I'll drink acid, girls!" I said, and they blinked."The Irene problem, huh?" Mila asked, and I nodded sadly."I don't want to resort to making her life miserable," I replied. "But I just can't take it anymore. She's always making snide remarks and trying to one-up me. And don't even get me started on the baby. It's like Xavier has completely forgotten about me and everything we had."Mila and Ellen exchanged a knowing glance. "Look, we get it," Ellen said. "But have you considered giving Xavier another chance? Maybe he just needs some time to come around and realize how much he's hurting you.""I've given him plenty of chances," I retorted. "But it's like he doesn't care. And as for Irene, I don't
Attus put a comforting arm around me. "I'm sorry you've been going through all of that," he said. "But you're not alone. I'm here for you, and so are your friends and family."I leaned into him, feeling grateful for his support. "I know," I said. "But sometimes it feels like that's not enough. I feel like I'm trapped here, with no escape."Attus was quiet for a moment, deep in thought. Then he spoke."I know we can't change everything that's going on in the castle," he said. "But we can try to make things better, in our own small way. We can spend more time together, and with our friends. We can support each other, and be there for each other."I looked up at him, feeling hopeful for the first time in a while. "You're right," I said. "We can do that. And maybe, in time, things will get better."Attus smiled at me, his brown eyes warm and reassuring. "I believe they will," he said. "We just have to take things one day at a time, and be there for each other along the way."I nodded, fee
Months flew past like seconds and one night, Irene's loud screams woke the entire castle. She was in labour. Withy how dramatic she was, hse made life a living hell even for the Alpha King who'd had two children with me and never had to suffer so much with me. "I am dying!" She screamed, scratching, punching and kicking everyone and everything in her way. The midwife and nurses quickly arrived at Irene's chambers, trying their best to calm her down and carry her to the delivery room. It was a difficult task, as Irene continued to thrash around, screaming and cursing everyone in sight.Finally, they managed to get her to the delivery room, where she was immediately immersed in a large basin of warm water. Irene had insisted on a water birth, as she claimed it was the most natural and pain-free way to give birth. But as the contractions intensified, she began to regret her decision.The midwife and nurses did their best to support her through the labor, but it soon became clear that th
Irene sneered down at the little girl. "I don't care what you meant. Just stay out of my way from now on, or you'll regret it."Luna ran off, sobbing uncontrollably, and Orion soon found her and asked her what had happened. When Luna told him, he became upset and ran off to find me. When he found me, he told me what had happened and I immediately went to find Irene."Irene, we need to talk," I said firmly, my eyes blazing with anger."What do you want?" Irene snapped, her hand resting protectively on her pregnant belly."I want to know why you slapped my daughter," I replied, trying to keep my voice calm."She got in my way, and I warned her to stay out of it," Irene replied, her voice dripping with disdain."That's not an excuse to hit a child," I said, my voice rising. "You could have hurt her. She's just a little girl.""She should know better than to get in my way," Irene said coldly. "I don't have time for her childish games.""She's just a child!" I exclaimed, my anger getting t
"I'm sorry," I said again, my voice breaking. "I never meant to hurt you. I love you both so much."Luna and Orion clung to me tightly, their tears soaking my hospital gown. I could feel the warmth of their bodies, the beating of their hearts, and I knew that I never wanted to lose them again.As we sat there, huddled together in my hospital bed, I realized just how much I had to be grateful for. Despite my struggles, I still had the love and support of my children, my family, and my friends. And as I looked at Luna and Orion's tear-streaked faces, I knew that I had to do everything in my power to make things right."I promise to do better," I said, my voice thick with emotion. "I promise to fight my addiction and be the best mother I can be."Luna looked up at me, her eyes wide with hope. "You mean it, Mommy?""I do," I replied firmly. "I'm going to get better for you and your brother. I want to be here for all the good moments, to watch you grow up and become the amazing people I kn
I lay in the hospital bed, feeling alone and ashamed, and I knew that I had to face my husband and own up to my mistakes. I couldn't continue to hide from him, couldn't continue to avoid the consequences of my actions.As he walked into the room, I could see the anger in his eyes, the disappointment etched on his face. He stood beside my bed, his arms crossed over his chest, and I knew that I was in for a stern lecture.He spoke to me in a voice that was both stern and compassionate, reminding me of my responsibilities as his wife and as the Queen of our kingdom. He told me that my actions had consequences, not just for myself but for our entire kingdom, and that I needed to take responsibility for my mistakes.I listened to his words, feeling the weight of his disappointment bearing down on me. I knew that I had let him down, that I had failed in my duties as his wife and as a leader in our kingdom.But even as he spoke, I could see the love and concern in his eyes, and I knew that h
As I awaken in the hospital room, I am greeted by the sight of white walls and fluorescent lights. The room was small, with a single bed in the center, and medical equipment scattered throughout the space. I felt groggy, my head aching, and my stomach churning. The events leading up to my hospitalization were hazy, but a dull ache in my chest reminded me of the intense emotions that I was experiencing.As I looked around the room, my eyes caught a glimpse of the ashtray sitting on the bedside table. I reached out and picked up the ashtray, examining the contents. It was filled with cigarette butts, and the stench of smoke filled the air. I realized that I must have smoked an entire pack of cigarettes, one after the other, in an attempt to drown out my thoughts and emotions.I remembered taking swigs from a bottle of vodka, the warmth of the liquid filling my stomach as the alcohol took effect. I felt numb and detached from my surroundings, lost in a sea of self-pity and despair.Tears