[Nivera’s POV]“What did you just say?” I asked in shock after Celeste broke the news to me.“You heard me, child. You’re pregnant. I wasn’t too sure before, but I have confirmed it after feeling your pulse,” she explained, flashing me a sympathetic look.I shook my head slowly. “No, that can’t be true. Lucien can’t get me pregnant… and… and if I am truly pregnant,… it means…” my voice broke as tears flowed down my eyes in torrents.I had always envisioned getting pregnant and spending forever with the man I loved. Together, we would have a perfectly happy family life, and never in my life had I once wished for it to play out this way. I couldn’t be pregnant.. not like this, just not this way.“Does… does Lucien know about this?” I asked.The expression on her face told me he already knew, even before she said the words: “Yes, he knows.”I swallowed hard and buried my face in my hands, sobbing really hard. “No wonder he has been acting strange and being all distant from me in the last
[Lucien’s POV]I had thought about it again and again, and although I was sure that our lives would never remain the same if Nivera should have the child, I also somehow knew that it would be worse if she never had the child.There I was, sitting in the park, and just then, a boy of around seven years old ran up to me smiling, exposing his missing front teeth and he handed over to me a loose kite.I stared down at it, wondering why he had decided to approach me of all people. I never had a smile on my face and no one ever spoke to me first and avoided me as much as possible. I knew what he wanted and not saying a word, I helped him out with the kite so he could fly it properly then handed it back to him.“Thank you,” he said, then turned around and left.I stood up from the bench and walked to leave the park, not knowing why I had come there to think of all places, knowing fully well that there would be a lot of people around since it was a sunny Saturday, which was also the day Niver
Months later [Malia’s POV]The sound of the baby’s cry hit my ears, and even through the overpowering pain I felt after being in labour for thirty-six hours, a great smile found its way to my lips. It was as though my intestines had been ripped apart and I had never felt as weak as I felt presently, but I was fulfilled.It was worth it. All the pain I had endured had been worth it eventually.The Moon Goddess didn’t fail me. She had looked down on me with a smile, and although there had been times when I had wanted to give up and just heed to the call of death, I was happy I had persevered. My baby was worth it all.“Can… can I see him?” I asked weakly, as I tried my best to keep my eyes open… just to have a glimpse of my baby, just to behold its magnificence.“‘Her’, your majesty. You delivered a bouncing baby girl,” the midwife said.“What?” I asked, filled with shock, and the sleep that had been deeply rooted in my eyes disappeared almost immediately. “I… I had a daughter, not a s
Five years later[Nivera’s POV]“Luca, where are you now?” I asked, careful not to shout in order not to disturb the people around.I reasoned he was probably playing hide-and-seek again with me, but without telling me, and I had agreed with Lucien to not make use of my abilities to find him anytime something like that happened. We were trying to be normal people, after all.“I’m sorry, have you seen my son? He has curly brown hair and eyes with chubby cheeks,” I said to an old lady who was struggling with pulling her overloaded trolley.“Do you know how many people’s kids match that description? Please, be on your way and don’t bother me,” she said, dismissively.“Well, I tried my best, Lucien,” I said in a whisper, then sniffed the air to catch Luca’s scent, and as soon as I caught a whiff of it, I immediately followed the scent.From the looks of it, he was where they sold ice-cream at the mall. I definitely should have looked over there first. He had a great love for ice-cream whi
[Tyler’s POV]I yelled angrily, forcing myself to not lay hands on her, but rather struck my fists against the sculpture of one of my ancestors in the throne room and it scattered into many different pieces.The maid, Tami, moved backwards, looking up at me with dreadful terror as tears began to roll down her cheeks. She fell to her knees, clasping her hands tightly and begging me for mercy. “I… I am sorry,” she said.“Sorry? That’s all you have to say? You’re sorry? Tell me, who is your Alpha? Who is your Lord? Who has power over you?” I yelled at her.“You… only you, Alpha Tyler,” she said, sobbing really hard as tears kept on rolling down her cheeks in torrents.“It’s my fault, Alpha King Tyler. Please, let her be and punish me instead,” Malia said, and she immediately kept quiet as I flashed her a cold glare.She looked down at her feet, bending one toe over the other, appearing to be afraid.“Of course, you deserve to be punished and I will see later to that. Don’t get ahead of y
[Tyler’s POV]It was a small thatched cottage which appeared to have seen many years. The carriage ride to this cottage, while following the instructions on the map had been so long, but since I had already begun the journey, I couldn’t turn back. I just hoped that all the troubles were worth it in the end, and that I finally got a solution to restore my Pack to its former glory.I knocked twice on the door, but there was no answer. Apart from the rustling of trees, there was no other sound coming from around the environment or even from the house. The cottage was in a quiet area, and I suspected that it was either I had lost my way or there was no one at home; preferably the latter.I looked around, and not seeing anyone, I tried opening the old wooden door whose paint was washed off with holes in it. As expected, the door was opened and it made a creaky sound as I opened it wider and stepped inside what was the darkest room I had ever laid my eyes on.“Hello, is anyone here?” I call
[Lucien’s POV]I was stroking Luca’s hair as we watched an episode of his favourite cartoon while Nivera made Mac and cheese in the kitchen. All of a sudden, I began to perceive smoke; like something was burning.“Babe, are you on the phone? Check on the food. I think it’s getting burnt,” I yelled from the living room.“The food is all right, but I can also perceive…”“Lucien! Nivera! Help!” It was Ryle’s voice and it came up from his bedroom upstairs. Luca and I exchanged glances and Nivera dashed out of the kitchen, looking as confused as I was.“What’s wrong?” she asked.“I don’t know, but let’s find out,” I said, then told Luca to keep on watching the cartoon while his mum and I went upstairs to see what was going on.The door to Ryle’s room was wide open and the smell of smoke grew even stronger. Words cannot explain the horrid sight I met once we both stepped in, which registered a kind of shock in my brain, and I knew instantly that I would never get over the painful look on Ce
[Tyler’s POV]Meeting with the witch, Celeste, had made me understand how I could save the lives of the people I had left. If the other werewolf communities could find a way to go through my Palace gates, it meant that we were not safe even in the Palace that was expected to be a safe haven.When she spoke about Lucien, the vampire whose face still haunted me in my dreams from time-to-time, I remembered the world I had gone to when I was in search of Nivera. It was a whole different world, beyond the knowledge of any of my werewolf counterparts, and it got me thinking. If I could get my people to that world, they would be safe.Since it appeared that they were mostly humans, nothing was stopping us from migrating there and pretending to be one of them, while we were werewolves in secret. I had no idea on how to go about it, but it seemed to be the only way out for all of us.I couldn’t just let the Crescent Pack go extinct like that. I needed to do something, anything at all, to save