The Alpha King was becoming unbearably restless with each passing day. He could not understand why the Rogue King had to be the one denying him access to the one person he wanted to act life with. He was angry and outraged by the constant space between himself and Clara. After having spent long arduous months searching for someone that was good enough to be presented to his mother, and spending a night watching the same person go from celebrity to outcast, he felt like he really deserved a chance to solve his own problems and by extension, hers as well. She needed a home, and he needed a wife - so both of them were good to go. But Ethan! Information eventually reached the Alpha King on the whereabouts of Clara. He had to pay a private investigator just to get the job done for him. Owing to the fact that it was a super secret mission because no one else was to know that Clara was just to be a contract wife for thirty days, he could not involve his army of wolves. And as such, he had
The thought of being completely obliterated from the life and mind of my sister filled my chest with an immense sadness; one so intense that I began crying silently. This emptiness inside of me had never left me since the unfortunate night of my inability to shift. It clutched onto my soul desperately like a starving vampire and kept haunting me even in my dreams. I dreamt almost every night, of Jake denouncing me simply because I could not shift, and because my hair was now silver. The loneliness had gotten so bad and so painful since then, that I feared that it would consume my entire being if I did not find something to occupy my mind. The pain I felt inside my heart grew worse with every passing second. I felt like an outsider, a stranger in the world, completely cut off from everyone who ever knew me. I could no longer remember the last time that anyone had said my name, or even asked me how I felt, if I felt anything at all. All that I could think of was my father, a man who
I stood up from the floor slowly, rising like in the legend of the phoenix, wiping the tears angrily from my face. I went into the bathroom, and peed, then I stood in front of the wide mirror, washing my face at the sink and patting my face dry with the unbelievably soft face towel. I step back into the room, and into the closet. I select a pair of black shorts and a large T-shirt and comb out my silver hair, making it glossy and shiny. While I am stuck with the hair, I might as well wear the fuck out of it because crying was not going to change anything for me. I decided that I was better off taking advantage of the chaos and trying once again, to escape from the Rogue King's beautiful hell hole. I threw a few things into a small bag, put on some comfortable waterproof sneakers, a black hoodie and thigh-high thick socks. I was ready. I stepped out of the room to find that the men were gone, and I smiled because it made my plan easier to execute. I could hear grunting sounds like f
The next time I opened my eyes, I couldn’t tell if it was day or night. Everything had been black, and that made things even harder than before, because everything was still too blurry. I could hear people around me talking as well as feel their hands moving all over me. And there were voices that sounded familiar, though they were not words that I understood either. Then a hand touched my forehead, and the voice was close again, this time saying, “She’s waking up.” The hand left again. After a moment of confusion, I realized what was happening; I was being assessed and treated. A moment after that realization, I heard footsteps approaching and then saw the face of the man who had come earlier. The doctor I’d seen earlier, maybe?“Hello, Miss,” he said warmly. He was an older gentleman, his beard peppered with grey. His hair looked like a thick forest of strands that had not been visited by a comb since he got it trimmed, and he smelled of peppermint toothpaste. He probably had some
The Alpha King laid in a coma for days after his surgery. His mother was worried out of their senses for him, while investigating exactly what had led him into the sorry state he had been found in and was still currently in.Wolves were found and wolves were interrogated, but nobody seemed to know or was ready to talk about what had happened to the Alpha King, especially as all the wolves who lived there were afraid of the powerful Rogue King. They knew that the investigation would finally end and they could heal from the injuries and threats, but that nothing was going to save them from the wrath of the Rogue King if they ever ratted him out to either the cops or the seemingly powerful people who would not just leave them alone.His mother sat beside him on a sofa placed beside his hospital bed, looking down at her unconscious son with her heart hardening and her soul darkening from the anger. The lay
Despite having been interrupted by Doctor Anderson and having had to watch the Alpha King get escorted back to his room, I was determined to find where his room was, and to meet him and have a conversation with him about his offer to me. I tried countless times to leave my ward and go in search of the blue eyes, but somehow, the stars of fate just seemed against that pursuit. I pretended to be asleep and waited until the room was empty and the hallway was silent. I tried to keep my head down and roll with the boisterous crowd of people during visiting hours. I covered my hair and camouflaged my body in clothes I managed to steal from the janitor's office, but no matter how crafty I was or how witty my plans were, something or someone always happened at the last minute to thwart my plans and render my efforts null and void. I needed freedom to be able to wander to different wards in search of the Alpha King, but the hospital staff were either too nosey or too efficient, because they
I opened my eyes in raw fear, hoping that the light in my face was actually just from the light switch in the room, and not the light from sun filtering through the windows. Apparently, I had cried and thought so far into the night, that I had slept until it was fully sunrise outside. I could here that someone was knocking on the door. Isat up abruptly, still trying to get mysekf I order. It did not matter that it was morning though. I was not owing the hospital anything, so I could still leave. The only problem I had was that the likelihood of running into or just seeing Doctor Anderson again was very high, and that was what I wanted to avoid at all costs. "Good morning, Miss. Did you sleep alright?" The cleaner at the door said merrily as I opened up the door, looking very unhappy to see her and not at all in the mood or shape to hide it. "I slept." Was all I could say in reply to her as I walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, not even looking back to catch her re
The security guards lifted me easily outside the hospital's premises because I was light, and I was not even fighting, because fighting would have been completely useless in that situation. These were very large wolves, and I was just a cursed teenager who could but even shift. As I stood outside the hospital gates thinking of my next course of action, I heard the receptionist calling out to me from the gate. She had spoken to the security personnel and lied that I had not signed an extra document, just to get me back into the building. The security men escorted me back into the building. The receptionist folded some money and a note into my hand fast and secretly, and I did not want her pity especially after everything I had just said to and about her, but at the end of teh day, I still needed to survive, so I had to swallow my darn pride and take the money. The security men escorted me out of the building again. As they passed by a particular room, a strong scent hit me, that had
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