Ciril has always been a nobody. Found in the woods as a Cub by the most cruel Alpha and Luna, she was always treated like filth and she grew to encounter even worse. She was rejected by her first mate. And then by her second chance mate who happened to be the Prince of the Werewolf Reigns, Prince Landon. It was clear that nobody wanted to be with this weak orphaned girl who couldn’t even control her wolf. But then something happened… ** Once every thousand years, one the night of the Night of the Guirgon Full moon— the night where the moon shines brightest and is closest to the earth, the moon goddess descends and gives a part of her soul to a chosen Werewolf— one who is the bravest, strongest and purest of heart. They would serve as the Protector of the Werewolf race since the strength and spirit of a god would be in them. So Prince Landon, having been prophesied to be the chosen one since he checks out as the strongest and the bravest, begins to make preparations. After he rejects Ciril who he considers weak and useless, he goes on to mark a strong mate so that he could be stronger and ready to take the Moon goddess's soulful blessing. But then, on the day of the Transmigration Ceremony, the moon goddess's spirit descends but it doesn’t possess anybody in the room— including the Prince. The spirit leaves the Hall and travels through the Palace to a quiet and dark room where it blends into the body of someone nobody would have expected… ** Enemies will rise… Blood will be shed… Lessons will be learned… And in the end, battles will be won… but will it be enough for love to prevail? Find out…
View More{Ciril’s POV}I was whipped… and I was whipped brutally— Taka made sure of that. The back of my dress was torn from the impact of the beating I had received and I could feel myself bleeding without needing to see my blood to confirm. I staggered up to my feet now and then I fell back to the ground.I was weak, but I made sure to hug my dress to my body because if I didn’t, I would go naked as the dress would slip off my body since it was ruggedly torn now. I tried standing up again and I had the eyes of Taka and the other spectators on me. They were ready to laugh at me like how they had done the first time I had fallen.I was breathing hard from crying so loudly in pain and so I took in a deep breath now and struggled up to my feet. Because they were ready to laugh, I made it my mission to stand up successfully. And I did… even though I stumbled a bit. But then, just as I rested on my feet, I felt someone’s foot on my back which sent me back to the ground almost immediately. I f
{Landon’s POV}Abasha had warned me about Ciril.And even Dylan’s wife, the lady Ivanka had told me that Ciril hates us royals, but I hadn’t listened.I hadn’t listened to any of them, and even when Ciril herself gave me a hint of this possibility by saying, “I don’t think I like your father”, I hadn’t interpreted it as a big deal.And that had been my mistake.I had been stunned when they had returned from BrinStone and I had met her in chains. And I had been more stunned when the guards told me my father was dead. But for some reason, I was only a little bit stunned when I was told that Ciril had pushed him. I was instead disappointed and emotionally bruised. In that moment, the instance of her telling me she hated my father was all I could think of. And now, everything has twisted up. She was before me and I stared at her with hate. I know my family has not been exactly kind and loving towards her. I know they treat her badly but then my father has never been a top player in th
{Ciril’s POV}I was hesitant but then I eventually took Princess Anne’s hand since she looked genuine to me. “I’m little. I can’t hurt you.” She assured me cutely. “Tell me what happened?” She said as I staggered up to my feet using a bit of her help. “What.. what happened?” I muttered back as I wasn’t clear on what she was talking about. The people around were still looking at me but then my ignorance of them was even more now that I was no longer being dragged about and now that I was with Princess Anita. Her presence felt comfortable.Thankfully, the Alpha Queen, Ivanka, and Abasha had also left with Prince Landon so no one could interfere in this moment now.“Yeah. What happened that led to my father’s death.” She explained what she meant and I nodded in understanding now.I sniffed. “Uhm… I and your father were at the top of one of the bell houses when suddenly the Ferals trying to get to us were called by the sound of a very loud clanging. Your father and I tried to get down af
{Ciril’s POV}For some strange reason, I understood why Princess Anne looked at me. She communicated to me that this was the beginning of the challenge she had spoken to me about. But what is the use of going through challenges when I was about to be killed now? What was the use of telling me I would go through challenges when I was about to be killed during the first one?I looked away from her and stared ahead at the exit to the Throne room. Other than the warriors hauling me roughly away now, there was a crowd around me and they were yelling and demanding for my demise. And then there was the Hencher mistress, still crying and pleading that I be pardoned. She wasn’t going to succeed in that venture— I knew this. But then I was grateful to her for trying.I was grateful to her for always being there for me and caring for me— like a mother. If there was a chance for me to remember someone in the afterlife, she would be the only one I would remember. She and… Anika.My testy gaze fe
{Ciril’s POV}I was taken out of my cell in the dungeons and dragged through the distance between the dungeons and the Throne room.Landon didn’t give me attention.He looked angry. He looked so furious that he didn’t want to look in my direction even though I called his name and cried. He ignored me… but that didn’t stop me from speaking.We were halfway through the distance and almost getting to the Throne room. Everyone on the road was looking at me and judging me with their stares, but my attention was on Landon who was pacing hurriedly before me. “I love you. And I would never want to do anything to hurt you— which includes hurting the ones you love.” I pleaded and my chains rattled as the guards bounced me about. They were extra rough with me since I was tagged as a murderer. I felt like they wanted to convey that message with the way they were hauling me around. But then I didn’t care. My body has been through enough distress for me to be used to it by now. So this wasn’t go
{Ciril’s POV}“I know you didn’t kill the King.. because I killed him.”As Ivanka said those words, I tended and jumped at her, but then the metal frames in between us stopped me harshly. “How could you? How dare you?!” I bawled at her and my voice echoed a bit. I was in a part of the Dungeons that was private and isolated from where the other criminals and scoundrels were kept so it was relatively unoccupied, hence the echoing. I didn’t know why Prince Landon had asked that I be kept separately but apparently now, it was giving Ivanka the leisure to spit out her sins… because she knew no one but me could hear her. She didn’t respond to me so that I grew confused now and stared down at the ground for a moment before I looked back up at her. She was still smiling, unbothered by my drama or reaction.“But.. but how?” I muttered in my confusion, thinking back to that moment. “No one else was there and you were here, at the Palace, so how could you have done it?” I asked, reminding mysel
{Ciril’s POV}It was creepy that Princess Anne appeared from nowhere. It creeped me out but then I didn’t dwell on it too much. I’ve already termed her as mysterious and odd so it made things easier for me. I saw the outline of her figure in the shadows and then I watched her creep out of it using her walking stick to guide herself until she got to my cell. She stopped before the cell now and said nothing while I just looked at her. “Three Questions.” She repeated herself after a moment.“I’m... I’m thinking of my questions carefully.” I responded. I didn’t want to mistakenly ask one question unconsciously like I always do.Princess Anne smiled now. It was as if she could hear what I was thinking in my head but then I wasn’t so sure. “First question.” I started to say. “You said in your tale that on a fateful night, the King died.” I reminded her. “Was that you foreseeing your father’s death?” I asked my first question.“I said on a fateful night, the King died.” She said. “Was tw
{Ciril’s POV}I was on the ground but I wished to be lower. The crowd of people around us was chattering loudly now. “What?” Prince Landon bawled while the Alpha Queen raced over to her husband. He looked at me and then looked back at Balif, seemingly enraged by his words. He looked confused and tears glossed my eyes seeing him that way. “What sort of joke is this?!” Prince Landon asked with a harsh tone and Balif and the others behind trembled away from him.“It’s.. it’s not a joke, my Prince. The slave girl killed him. She pushed him down from a bad height.” Balif explained shakily and Prince Landon's gaze fell on me after he looked at his father briefly. I was shedding tears now. He looked hurt and very unhappy as he looked at me but mostly he looked confused. He shifted closer to look at the chains that shackled me in place— he looked at it in puzzlement. He was struggling with his belief and I waited for him to look back at my face so that I could help him out— so that I coul
{Ciril’s POV}I was on the ground level now— I had been dragged down from the bell house, almost thrown down even.“Murderer!”“Kingslayer!” Everyone was yelling these words at me as I was thrown about. I was too stunned to react.All I had in my head was the instance of me seeing the Alpha King fall off the railing and land on the ground— it was a brutal sight and it scarred me. The Ferals were still around but they were focusing on tearing down the old bell house where the bell clanging had been coming from. However, it was only a matter of time before they came back and hunted us down. But then, the warriors were smart enough to make their escape before then— they escaped with me, pulling me away like I was as dead as the King. — yes, the King was truly dead. If I didn’t believe it before, I believed it now as the warriors had checked so many times to confirm. His skull was too damaged for him to survive, and apparently, I had caused it.And so the road back to the Palace was a
{Ciril’s POV}“Take your dress off and lie on the plank!” The tall and scruffy-looking He-wolf standing before me throated. He was standing before me with a trench knife in his hand and his goal was to imprint his name— or any other vile word he could think of, on my back using the knife.I didn’t even know the bloke’s name but I knew he was one of the natives of RawHowl Pack— the same Pack I have been imprisoned in for twenty freaking years!True story, but I digress.I took my teary eyes off the blood-stained blade and rested it on the other person in the room. The devil herself.“Ivanka, please forgive my mistake. I promise I will mind my business and won’t spy on you ever again.” I pleaded while my tears made their escape, abandoning me in this unfortunate situation.Ivanka grew a satisfied grin as she folded her arms under her breasts. “Forgive you? Where’s the fun in that?” She said. “You want to know what will be fun?” She smiled scornfully now and replied to her rhetorical qu...
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