[Tyler’s POV]The elders sat impatiently, sighing every now and then and checking their wristwatches to see how soon twenty-four hours would be up. They had barely touched the crackers and orange juice I had been so generous to ask the maids to serve them and were just waiting for the opportunity to speak their minds about how Nivera should never be the Luna even if she does return later on.“Do you think the guard is going to return?” Elder Jackson asked, breaking the silence.“Of course, he’d return. I’m sure he’d rather die than have his family members pay with their lives instead. The real question is if he’d come back with or without the Omega,” the Gamma responded, admiring the nails she had obviously just gotten fixed.I was surprised that after the last time, she still had the guts to speak, but I didn’t say anything.“Alpha Tyler, you never said what would happen about the Luna position if the Omega fails to return,” Beta Steven said, facing me directly.I took a sip of the j
[Nivera’s POV]Two days had gone by quicker than I had expected. As the makeup artist powdered my face, I stared at my reflection in the mirror, wearing a blank expression. Perhaps, in the whole of history, I was the first person to not be happy about getting married to an Alpha King. Most girls would kill to be in my position, but as for me, I just wanted this nightmare to be over.The stylist adjusted my white gloves, and looked at me with a smile, admiring the work she had done in putting the outfit together.“I have to admit, I wasn’t your biggest fan, but you do have the grace and elegance of a queen,” she said.“It’s all thanks to you,” I said, dryly, with a forced smile.She blushed hard, appearing flattered. “As Luna, you’d have many events to attend and many ceremonies to plan. I’m not sure anyone has told you this yet, but you’d need a different outfit for each occasion. When the time comes, don’t forget to call on me. I’ll be there to dress you up perfectly,” she said.“Don
[Tyler’s POV]I couldn’t begin to think of a suitable word to define my anger, but I was terribly enraged and could kill someone right at that moment without blinking an eye.“What gave you the effrontery to make such a groundless accusation? Have you no fear of me? If not me, what about my authority? Drag them both immediately to the dungeon where they would spend the next three days regretting their actions before they are executed before the Pack members!” I ordered the guards.“Your highness, we are not making a groundless accusation. Just your presence terrifies us and we only love to pay homage and respect to you. Why would we dare interrupt your wedding if all we wanted to do was lie? Please, believe us,” Delilah said.“Guards, take them away! I really do not have any intention to spill blood on such a sacred day,” I thundered angrily.That was when the Gamma, who seemed to be enjoying what was going on, interrupted. “I know you’re upset right now, your highness, but they are
[Nivera’s POV]I grovelled before him, wailing in immense sorrow. I couldn’t die just like that. I needed him to change his mind.“Please, Alpha Tyler. Please, spare my life,” I pleaded.He looked at me, with plain disgust written visibly on his face. “Spare your life? For what reason? You lied to me, you deserve nothing but death,” he said in a firm tone, and the people hailed him for that statement.“I didn’t lie to you. Okay, maybe I did, but trust me, I didn’t do it with a bad intention,” I said, as tears dropped from my eyes. “It is true that I did see Lucien, but that was just me bidding him farewell…”“It doesn’t matter if it was the last time you were seeing him. I was worried sick about you and went against my people to ensure you were searched for and brought back here. I thought you had been kidnapped according to that lying guard, Ryle, but you were perfectly safe in the arms of that lowlife called a vampire,” Tyler stated.I shook my head repeatedly, denying his allegatio
[Lucien’s POV]It was evening, and the sun had begun to set, slowly making the once blue sky turn red. The people were still at the Palace of their Alpha. As for me, I was walking through the empty streets of the Crescent Pack when something caught my attention.I walked towards it, and gave a small smirk. Tyler Jefferson had implemented his words already. It was a notice instructing members of the Pack to report either Celeste or I or even both of us if they came across us. According to the notice, we were great enemies of the Pack and the reward for reporting us was 500 pieces of silver, and the punishment for being associated with either of us was death.I was surprised that he had remembered my face and Celeste’s face very well for him to be able to give a detailed description of us to his painters as sketches of both of us had been placed next to the notice.“Are you Lucien O’Hara by any chance?” a husky voice asked.I looked beside me, and that was when I saw the guard, Ryle, wh
[Nivera’s POV]I had never felt so alive as I did presently. It was like I had been born all over again, but actually, that wasn’t a lie as I had indeed been reborn. I felt revived, strong and for the first time; free.At Lucien’s house, there were many sachets of blood which he had stored in the refrigerator, and I tore them up one after another, gulping them all down as soon as they touched my lips. They each tasted differently, but still had that ultimate satisfaction that probably only a hybrid could understand. As satisfied as I felt, I wanted more; I yearned for more. It was the only life I knew now after all.I looked at the corner where I had dumped all of the sachets earlier, and saw that I had finished them up.“No, no, no,” I muttered, rummaging through the refrigerator like a lunatic, looking for at least, a drop of blood to satisfy my hunger. I needed it badly.Lucien had said he was going to have a discussion with Celeste and he wasn’t home. He had told me to wait for hi
[Malia’s POV]Just a day ago, Nivera had been the one sitting in front of this mirror and admiring herself. Today, I was the one who sat down there, touching the crystal beaded necklace around my neck as a smile clung tightly to my lips.“You are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen,” my father said as soon as he opened the door of the dressing room and saw me sitting all alone, as I had sent away the stylist, maids and makeup artist since my dad wanted to see me.“Of course, I am. I have all the beauty and elegance of a Luna,” I agreed.“The people are overjoyed. They can’t wait to see you by the side of the Alpha and bow down to you,” he said.“That’s how it should be. Why must anyone rule the people against their will? It’s a good thing we got rid of that peasant. She never once did fit in,” I said.“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Are you sure those maids can be trusted? I hope they won’t end up saying the truth about how we planned the whole thing,” my dad said.I
[Nivera’s POV]From outside, I could hear the jubilation going on. They all seemed so happy and excited that the Alpha King was getting married to Malia, whom they all desired to be the Luna. It was as if they didn’t even remember that just yesterday, an Omega called Nivera had almost been their Luna, but died. In fact, it didn’t even seem like anyone remembered me, and it was too soon for them to just move on happily with their lives like it was an animal they had slaughtered and not a werewolf like themselves.There were no posters of me in the streets, no one held a funeral ceremony in my honour, they didn’t even have the little decency of burying me in the sand at all, and there was no such thing as a one-minute silence to observe that someone had truly left the Pack.I was boiling with so much fury and it was erupting, but I didn’t even try to hold it back. Anyone in my shoes would have felt the same way as well; I wanted to rip their hearts out all at once, and I didn’t care if