Another chapter in!!! The Alpha Queen is trying to turn everything and everyone against Ciril, but will it be enough to bring down a girl who has a goddess living in her¿ Well… we’ll see. We’ll have one more Landon’s POV, before we’ll finally have Ciril’s… See yA!
{Prince Landon’s POV} I walked up to the man they were pulling towards me and then I realized he wasn’t really struggling. The warriors were just being extra dramatic. Nonetheless, I didn’t mind, or didn’t care. They dragged him and stopped him before me and I gave him a head-to-toe glance before looking at his face. “Leave us.” I told the warriors who were around us and they all bowed and left. But Balif, he’s been acting very prompt and faithful recently so I’ve grown a bit fond of him so that I’ve made him one of my escort guards. Lately, I’m easily piqued and don’t need entourage Guards who would annoy me when I issued them commands, and Balif was forthcoming in that aspect. “Walk with me.” I told the Seer as he straightened his cloth which the guards had roughened and soiled. He had a pure white cloth in his hand but he didn’t use it to clean his body. He only used his other hand. And then he promptly started walking with me after making a gentle bow. “What is your name?” I
{Ciril's POV} I was wrapped in a robe from head to toe, with my face scarfed.And then I was experiencing the hunger for three stomachs. I was very tired too but then all these things combined weren’t the most disturbing things to me at the moment. There are some other things. Strange things and stranger things have been happening to me recently. I don’t understand them, that’s why I’ve tagged them as strange.Let’s start with the strange.Strangely, I’ve been getting memory flashes of a scene. Well, maybe not memory, but I’ve been getting these flashes of a particular night— probably the night of the full moon when I had been with the Hencher Mistress.I was getting flashes of my eyes glowing and me looking very furious while killing someone. In these flashes, I don’t see the face of the person being killed by me as my hands are always placed on the person’s head… before I would smash the person’s head. It was unsettling that I was murdering someone— that brutally. But it was mor
{Ciril’s POV} Of all the visible things and people in the Reigns, I didn’t expect to see Clord. Heck, I didn’t expect to see anyone that I knew out here. But now I had seen Clord, and I was doing his bidding.We were running like a mad dog.I didn’t understand a single bit what was happening but then I was doing as Clord had said because considering everyone that was about me now, he was the one I knew to an extent. He was before me as we darted furiously out of the FogHoulst Pack and back onto the sandy paths that led to the forests and other locations. But then we headed for the forest. Clord was running so fast that it was hard to keep up with him— he was the madder dog. Meanwhile, I was getting tired now so I turned to see if the few people who had been chasing us had stopped chasing us and returned to being the people I had been admiring in the market area.I made a quick head swivel and what I saw next made me tense, even while running. I almost tripped and fell.The number
{Ciril’s POV} “Follow me!” I bellowed to Clord now as I started towards the fairly big hole I spotted in the rocky walls. We were running away from the Ferals and not looking back. Mad Dog round 2.“Where are you going?! Do you know where this hole leads to?!” Clord quizzed me loudly as he trailed hastily after me. The Ferals were just behind us.Their guttural and harsh growling allowed us to keep track of this. “I don’t.. I don’t know!” I yelled back. “But just follow me!” I voiced and he yelled back.“We are going to die!” He bawled just as we jumped into the darkness of the tunnel path. I could understand why he would think that. This could end up being a dead end… where we would be trapped and serve as food for the crazy bunch of Ferals.They were tearing up the tracks behind us and this ended up being a dead end, there would be no escaping for us. I knew this but I still wanted to risk it.. and for some strange reason, I trusted the risk. The tunnel-way was lined with glo
{Ciril’s POV} “So tell me how you knew there would be a Steam lake back there when we were still in those tunnels?” Clord asked me now.It was a new day and we had left that cave to go and search for something to eat since I was almost dying. And now he quizzed me even though he knew I was tired and famished.“And how were you so certain of where to go in those tunnels?” He asked me his second question when I didn’t respond to the question.I had my hood on and a scarf over my mouth so that while I looked at him now, he only saw my eyes. “I don’t know.” I responded. “It was more like a feeling I got.” I explained and he grew a slight frown. “That means that you guessed.” He muttered. “You’re a hypocrite. You know that?” He said to me and I grew confused. “Earlier yesterday when I guessed and landed us in that pond, you criticized me for almost killing us if I had guessed wrongly and landed us on rocks, but then you also did the same thing yesterday. You guessed when you ran throu
{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
{Ciril’s POV}For some reason, I was very thankful for yesterday’s turnout. For strange reasons, Rufus didn’t return and Ivanka had grown tired of waiting so she had dismissed me after dumping on me a couple of frustrated slaps and kicks. She postponed my ‘full punishment’ to today.So today, I locked myself in my room in hiding. I couldn’t go out for fear of being seen by Ivanka.Maybe if she didn’t see me, she would forget about me and her quest to punish me.I lived in a crumbling room on the third floor of the Alpha Mansion and my room was shabby enough for living in the forest to be better than it.You would think that of all the houses in RawHowl Pack, I was graced to be staying in the Alpha Mansion. But then, there was really no grace to it. I was only there because Alpha Gregor— the devilish Alpha of RawHowl Pack, his Luna, Dolores, and the rest of their miscreant family wanted to have me very close in case they needed someone to pour out all their hatred on.I was on my bed n
{Ciril’s POV}My mate was engaged in a dialogue with Luna Dolores and Ivanka so none of them had noticed me yet.Impulsively, my legs started to take me towards them while my eyes blissfully rested on this wonder in male form. And this continued until I was close enough to claim their attention. My mate was the first to look at me, and as his gaze met mine, it was pure ecstasy.His eyes were dark brown with softness and his expression was like pink clouds on blue-violet ocean waves. He was handsome. And with his appearance, I figured he was one of the important guests Luna Dolores had been talking about. I was happy with this fact because being a guest meant that he was a he-wolf from another pack far away, one who would take me away from this Hellhole.He wore a blank expression now as he stared at the file he was holding and I motioned to speak to him but Luna Dolores beat me to it. “She’s the one.” Luna Dolores told the Alpha randomly and grew a satisfied smile on her face.What
{Ciril’s POV} “So tell me how you knew there would be a Steam lake back there when we were still in those tunnels?” Clord asked me now.It was a new day and we had left that cave to go and search for something to eat since I was almost dying. And now he quizzed me even though he knew I was tired and famished.“And how were you so certain of where to go in those tunnels?” He asked me his second question when I didn’t respond to the question.I had my hood on and a scarf over my mouth so that while I looked at him now, he only saw my eyes. “I don’t know.” I responded. “It was more like a feeling I got.” I explained and he grew a slight frown. “That means that you guessed.” He muttered. “You’re a hypocrite. You know that?” He said to me and I grew confused. “Earlier yesterday when I guessed and landed us in that pond, you criticized me for almost killing us if I had guessed wrongly and landed us on rocks, but then you also did the same thing yesterday. You guessed when you ran throu
{Ciril’s POV} “Follow me!” I bellowed to Clord now as I started towards the fairly big hole I spotted in the rocky walls. We were running away from the Ferals and not looking back. Mad Dog round 2.“Where are you going?! Do you know where this hole leads to?!” Clord quizzed me loudly as he trailed hastily after me. The Ferals were just behind us.Their guttural and harsh growling allowed us to keep track of this. “I don’t.. I don’t know!” I yelled back. “But just follow me!” I voiced and he yelled back.“We are going to die!” He bawled just as we jumped into the darkness of the tunnel path. I could understand why he would think that. This could end up being a dead end… where we would be trapped and serve as food for the crazy bunch of Ferals.They were tearing up the tracks behind us and this ended up being a dead end, there would be no escaping for us. I knew this but I still wanted to risk it.. and for some strange reason, I trusted the risk. The tunnel-way was lined with glo
{Ciril’s POV} Of all the visible things and people in the Reigns, I didn’t expect to see Clord. Heck, I didn’t expect to see anyone that I knew out here. But now I had seen Clord, and I was doing his bidding.We were running like a mad dog.I didn’t understand a single bit what was happening but then I was doing as Clord had said because considering everyone that was about me now, he was the one I knew to an extent. He was before me as we darted furiously out of the FogHoulst Pack and back onto the sandy paths that led to the forests and other locations. But then we headed for the forest. Clord was running so fast that it was hard to keep up with him— he was the madder dog. Meanwhile, I was getting tired now so I turned to see if the few people who had been chasing us had stopped chasing us and returned to being the people I had been admiring in the market area.I made a quick head swivel and what I saw next made me tense, even while running. I almost tripped and fell.The number
{Ciril's POV} I was wrapped in a robe from head to toe, with my face scarfed.And then I was experiencing the hunger for three stomachs. I was very tired too but then all these things combined weren’t the most disturbing things to me at the moment. There are some other things. Strange things and stranger things have been happening to me recently. I don’t understand them, that’s why I’ve tagged them as strange.Let’s start with the strange.Strangely, I’ve been getting memory flashes of a scene. Well, maybe not memory, but I’ve been getting these flashes of a particular night— probably the night of the full moon when I had been with the Hencher Mistress.I was getting flashes of my eyes glowing and me looking very furious while killing someone. In these flashes, I don’t see the face of the person being killed by me as my hands are always placed on the person’s head… before I would smash the person’s head. It was unsettling that I was murdering someone— that brutally. But it was mor
{Prince Landon’s POV} I walked up to the man they were pulling towards me and then I realized he wasn’t really struggling. The warriors were just being extra dramatic. Nonetheless, I didn’t mind, or didn’t care. They dragged him and stopped him before me and I gave him a head-to-toe glance before looking at his face. “Leave us.” I told the warriors who were around us and they all bowed and left. But Balif, he’s been acting very prompt and faithful recently so I’ve grown a bit fond of him so that I’ve made him one of my escort guards. Lately, I’m easily piqued and don’t need entourage Guards who would annoy me when I issued them commands, and Balif was forthcoming in that aspect. “Walk with me.” I told the Seer as he straightened his cloth which the guards had roughened and soiled. He had a pure white cloth in his hand but he didn’t use it to clean his body. He only used his other hand. And then he promptly started walking with me after making a gentle bow. “What is your name?” I
{Prince Landon’s POV} I was in my chambers now.Two days had passed and I hadn’t gone out. I was supposed to be out deploying scouting troops to go to distressed packs and help them with the Feral situation— especially now that they are growing in numbers, but I didn’t go. I didn’t feel like doing anything so I had instructed Dylan to take over that duty and similar ones for the time being, because…I was confused. I was disturbed.But I was mostly angry. I was angry at fate for doing this to me. It didn’t make sense to be angry at fate but then I couldn’t help it. I had to blame someone or something as I couldn’t blame myself. I was clean and ready on my part. I had made myself righteous for the moon goddess and she had freaking embarrassed me in front of the people of the Reigns— made a fool out of me. I slammed my fist on the stool next to me now. That was the fourth one I was breaking over the past two days. Thankfully, I had so many more stools in my Chambers. They were
{Prince Landon’s POV} We were in the Private Quarters. By we, I mean my mother, Abasha, Ivanka, Dylan, Anita, Balif, and some other guards. Weirdly, Anne was here too and I wondered what she was doing here since I had gotten used to her weird absence from our lives recently. But then I didn’t really care. Thinking of how strange Anne had become was the last thing on my mind. We were all together, and there was a momentary silence but then the uneasiness on everyone’s faces was screaming. There were also periodical bouts of outbursts.“How? How is this possible? It doesn’t make sense.”That was Abasha’s bout of outburst. “That slave doesn’t deserve it.” “Yes, you’re right. She must have done something to influence the process. She’s too wretched and filthy to be chosen! I mean, she’s a fucking slave!” That was Ivanka responding to Abasha. “This is bad, man. This is really bad” That was Dylan— standing before me and trying to get me into the conversation.I was seated on a woo
{The Hencher Mistress’ POV} “It’s Anne. Can you tell a story— the story of how a mother had to give up her child for the greater good.”“You’re about to die and Ciril who is out there wandering through the forest needs to know about the beginning so make me the new narrator by telling me.” I heard those words and I understood. I had lost so much blood but then I could afford to tell the tale before my life quenched.I started…**[Flashback To 17 Years Ago]I have not always been the Hencher Mistress of the Palace…I once had a daughter and a sick husband. But then my husband died from his sickness. He had been a General in the Royal army, hence why I was a mistress, but then his sickness killed him. My daughter and I were left alone but then life was still good— I loved my daughter and lived for her and my responsibility in her life made the pain of losing my husband go away soon.And so life was good.I was one of the esteemed Mistresses of the Palace and I lived my life to the fu
Chapter 98 ~ {Prince Landon’s POV} I didn’t understand what had happened.One second it was here and the next, it was gone.The hall had flown up into a raucous mood but I remained calm as I tried to make meaning of what I had just witnessed.I didn’t want to believe that the moon goddess had rejected me.That can’t be a possibility.I was prophesied as the vessel. I was told to be the chosen one from my birth so there was no way that the moon goddess could have rejected me.— especially after coming so close to me.She was this close…There had to be an explanation. I turned and faced the elders once again and I watched them as they raced between one another, asking questions and seeking answers.I didn’t want to believe that they were confused too. I didn’t want to believe that they didn’t have an answer.I clenched my fists and then I crept down from the raised platform that had been built for me. I climbed down and then I stopped before the area where the elders were perched, c