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Chaitali: The Saga begins Golden Empress Cobra
Bringing Emily out! Meet me in Phoenix at five. Bring the other two. My phone chimed again. Reluctantly, I opened it to find a text from Sierra. I read it as I slip into the dress and walk past the mirror. It has already been way past Ibhaan’s deadline and I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if the door slam opens and he drags me out of the hotel. We are going to be heeding in an hour. Your favourite jerk is lurking around in the lobby. You’ll have to dodge past him unnoticed. We are forbidden to contact you or come near you. Arrogant Alpha took a good half an hour lecture of your staff. Lily is crying inconsolably. He has fired her. Be quick. The text follows promptly. Details, please. I revert with sweaty palms. The three dots wiggle on the screen, making me chew on my fingernails in anticipation. The past flashes before my eyes when Dhairya used to control every freaking second of my life. I have gotten used to independence so much that I wouldn’t mind snapping anyone’s neck int
Chaitali: The Saga begins The First Face-off
Ibhaan’s Head:The world outside oddly resembles my mood. It’s gloomy, drizzly and sad. However, it is bearable unlike the agony deep in my heart that is compelling me to bleed or just die. Arin has gone too far. I ball my fist to the side and heave out a long breath before I bring the cigarette back to take a drag. ‘Where is Thomas?’ I ask Adrian who eyes the burning stick in my hands before looking at me. Luckily, he keeps his mouth shut. I don’t think I would have handled had he decided to lecture me about the combustion of lungs and duh!I am pissed and at least to say already done. Adrian gestures to the private space behind us. Of course, it’a state owned hotel. The First Person, Thomas would be surrounded by his legal hawks. I could see him screaming at his solicitor at the top of his lungs while the little army from his political campaign shuffled through piles of papers. ‘Did you sleep a wink last night? You look like crap.’ Adrian rubs a hand over my back. ‘What’s the poi
Chaitali: The Saga begins I bow at your feet
Minutes roll over before the realisation dawns upon me. It comes crashing down in tangled emotions that are too much to divulge.He wanted to inflict injury. I am enraged because I am startled. I just wait for the smoke to come out of my ears. It never came. to make me see my rightful place. He thinks he can overpower me.No male is ever different. Everything is just a facade. You just have to push the right buttons to get the wrong sides. The true shade will be revealed in the most grotesque way possible. It will be an opera.And I am a sumo wrestler. Ella gritted her hundred-something teeth. Wait a minute! It did not sound like Ella. Her voice isn't giggly. It's squeaky.My palm covers my left cheek where a stinging sensation is spreading. It's warm and wet with tears. I am somewhat hazy. It hurts. I took my knees to my chest and leaned on the wall.This bastard has a death wish. Let me out. The voice echoes again.The room is eerily silent. Only the soft chimes of the bell on the b
Chaitali: The Saga begins Soulmates?
Emily is occupying the most secluded private chamber available in Artifact. She checks her watch thrice before she braces me with a glance. She is as nervous as I am. I can tell. But she has not just been out of a deadly attack and certainly, she did not sacrifice her life-long companion in a war tragedy. Anyways, I can sense a soul. A lonely, tired, frustrated bride of an old fart who isn’t interested in anything but her little cunt. No doubt, she will be loaded with gifts, money, ornaments, and fucking everything, but she will be what she is…a lonely tune. ‘Emily, I—’ I start clearing my throat. My fingers are quivering with the shock. Behind me Sierra paces the length of the pavement, nibbling on her recently manicured nails. My injured leg hurt like a little bitch. Still, I cannot let it show on my face. Please tell me, I am not responsible for the dark circles, curved spine, and whimpering lips. The pause in the air gives me time to reflect. The words burn on the tip of
Chaitali: The Saga begins Mist
Back in the comforts of the luxurious jet, I look sideways. Ibhaan has a poker face on as he does the cuff's buttons. His tie is secured lousily around his shoulders. I contemplate an opening line. After contemplation of twenty minutes, I have concluded two things that I am expected to do in this scenario. First, I need to apologise to him if I want to survive a day longer. I have already peeped into Huine’s blouse. (I'm not a pervert!) Poor things will have a tough time getting rid of the ugly scars. Hickeys! They are called Hickey, you Eighth dropout. Oh, damn! I couldn't have known it, O'wise one. You wouldn't have known many things without me. Gah! I am not kidding, Liza. I challenge you to come up with a sorry speech. Oh, wait! Don't try. I will be sorry for your pathetic speech. Eh, I already have one. Yeah! And it goes like this— Hey, Alpha! I am sorry for almost invoking a war between the Vampires and your clan. You see, I am not the she-wolf you take I am to be. In fa
Chaitali: The Saga begins Violent Venom
‘What do you mean you are not going?’ Ibhaan retorts, equally exasperated. The dusk has already taken over the sky. We are home. His home and I am not going out of here before I have all the answer I need. Dear pseudo father, I am sorry! He throws his phone and laptop on the bed. I watch the sleek device bounce a couple of times before settling in the middle. The tiny notification lights blink at the top beside the camera. It vibrates with what I assume is an incoming message. ‘You know what I mean. I am not moving an inch from here.’ I counter, coming eye-to-eye. However, I instantaneously flinch when a pair of red eyes stare back at me. It's Nick. Ella grovels. Her hisses are venomously low. She slithers agonisingly. Her rage is my power. She yearns for action. I don't blame her. The creature is the most disgusting piece of shit one can ever come across. Ruthless, insensitive, dominating, cunning, selfish, murderer...I can stretch it till eternity. I can donate both of my kid
Chaitali: The Saga begins Strangers In The Head!
Minutes roll over before the realisation dawns upon me. It comes crashing down in tangled emotions that are too much to divulge. A reservoir of untamed emotions crashes me from shore to shore. I was drawn into endless miseries that were nothing more than a death choke. He has hit me. I am enraged because I am startled. He wanted to hurt me. He despises me. I just wait for the smoke to come out of my ears. I want the rage to take over me. Why would he do that? My conscience wonders. I ask Ella but she ain’t there. Has he smacked my serpent out of me? Does he want me to see my rightful place? Is that what he thinks about me? A wild horse that has to be tamed? He wants to overpower me. But did he not say we are equal in our relationship? Weren’t we supposed to be friends? And friends don’t disrespect each other. They trust each. They have each other’s back. Was I too wrong in expecting all of it from him? No male is ever different. Everything is just a facade. You just have
Chaitali: The Saga begins Bloody Punk
'Dear Lord, please tell me how to unexist?' I groan into the pillow, stifling a shriek that chokes my throat. Stop breathing. As simple as that! That voice again. Aish Bitch! You are goddamn pricking on my nerves. You wanna get your ass beaten? I retorted. Bold of you to believe I do not wanna die. It retaliates with the same sassiness. It's a million times better than being a Lycan with ya. ‘Who the fuck are you?’ I snap, bouncing up in a sitting position. The messy tangles of blonde hair fall all over my face. My hands still clutch the sheets tightly as I peek at a boo of my surroundings. The sun has settled down the seabed, leaving a misty tinge of tangerine and crimson after it. In the moonless sky, tiny stars twinkle in a cluster chain, marking the shape of a head. I neither have the energy nor the strength to figure out the creature. However, it does seem like a significant celestial occurrence. I do not care, which makes me wonder if, instead of an Empress serpent on v
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Chaitali: The Saga begins Epilogue: Rise Of A NEW Chapter
Did I follow the instructions and stayed glued to my spot like a little sweet girl? Well, to answer it…Has the earth turned upside down and the wolves become vegetarian? Have the Draculas stopped sucking blood and have witches become even a cent lesser annoying crapping rainbow? Has the moon wobbled its way to become a satellite of Mercury instead because it can’t absolutely tolerate the face of the earth and the faces residing on it? Nope. Nix. Naah. Nada. None of the sorts happened. Then would it not be a great offense if I stayed put on the spot near the itchy, annoying bushes that shiver for no apparent reason while whining amorous sounds loudly pleading for more and deeper? Don’t ask me why? I neither have the answer nor wish to peep around the bushes to figure it out because I already know and so do you. It simply does not make any sense to me. Why would somebody want to do it in the open? Since when snakes have become so rakeless and bold? Does it to you? Perverts
Chaitali: The Saga begins Silence Before The Storm
Lizzy's Head:The sunrise is dazzling as the Alpha and I walk hand-in-hand along the seashore to meet the informer at the designated spot for the meeting.Dhariya is alive. Of course he’d be. Bitches don’t die that easily. The moment I heard all about it. I have been numb as if somebody had pushed me a tank full of iced water and closed the opening shut. It’s suffocating and vaguely overwhelming. All this while he had been alive yet he made no efforts to find me. What a son of a bitch!? A slow breeze flirts with my blonde tresses, sending them flying everywhere to the north. ‘He must be here any minute now.’ Ibhaan mumbles, checking his smartwatch for the seventh time. He leaves my palm and rubs it all over his arms. Ibhaan hasn’t been himself for my Lord knows how long! I couldn’t understand how he’d been dealing with the admin, especially after knowing his worst enemy and his wife is breathing anywhere near him. How had he reacted when he’d known his Luna to be someone who h
Chaitali: The Saga begins Minutes
‘Emperor Dhairya is alive.’ I was told and surprisingly, I don’t care. I know it’s the worst news to know that your worst enemy (the Chatali’s worst enemy maybe) is breathing, seething, and ready to attack yet my mind cooks up better content to focus on. ‘Alpha, how was the meeting with the Lycan?’ Kavish asked me as soon as I walked in. To my utmost dismay, he was not sitting alone. The ‘Bastards Of Chaitali’ were already there with him. Munching on my snacks and chatting animatedly about some irrelevant and probably very stupid current affair. I had entered my study with such anger and irritation that Kavish preferred to be quiet but the ‘Bastards’ did not. I knew even with Kavish the peace will be short-lived. Being the Beta of the Taksh Pack, he had to gather courage and ask his Alpha, aka me, about the meeting so he could instruct his new favorite Himanshu to record it in the miserable book of Minutes. It’s not casual when the Lycan summons someone at urgent notice including
Chaitali: The Saga begins Familiar Voices
‘He said that?’ The familiar voice gasps in astonishment. It has to be a response to something the other soft mumble has said. And I’ve heard it before. ‘Yes.’ The aforementioned one, reply. Its punctuation is shaken a bit. I could tell it was said with a nod at another moment. ‘I would not have believed it if it were not for my own ears. It was Alpha Ibhaan and Alpha of that...I don't remember the name but he was a wolf from some pack. I saw him at Huine’s party. A whore for a wolf, I am telling you...he tried to hit on me. I cannot even tell you the thing he asked. He...he...I think we are doing it for nothing. This cannot happen. Wolves and ser-’‘It must!’ The familiar voice is firm with determination. She is not very pleased with what has ever been told to her. On anything, it was very upset as if it had been gravely offended. ‘I don’t care if he did something so...ugh! I don’t care. It is none of my business. What matters...what matters is that he does not get to know it until
Chaitali: The Saga begins Friends In The House
‘They are coming?’ I informed my mate, forgetting all about Suzan in a moment. ‘Who?’ She grumbled irritatedly. Her mood swings have become a fresh concern but I’d rather ignore them. ‘My friends.’ I told her. And there were the last words we’d exchanged before my friends arrived in the Empire. In the evening, when they finally came—‘Come out, Bastard. I’m waiting.’ I inform my friend, Adrian on the phone after I park my car outside his hotel. I just do not feel like going inside to pick him up and go through the security scrutiny for that rascal. After all, he is the shitty piece of werewolf ever inhabiting the plant. ‘Coming.’ I growl into the phone and I do not need a gypsy to interpret his adventurous night in the mystical land. ‘You asshole, you did not get up yet. Did you?’ I clutch the steering wheel tighter, gritting my teeth. I knew it. I knew it was a bad idea. What was I even thinking in the first place?It is Sunday morning, and we have to go inspect some facts to r
Chaitali: The Saga begins Dear Suzan
It somehow personifies the restless deep with me. I’m careless of the uncertainity of future or of what would become of my territory and the Empire or whether I’d be recognized as a Lycan, or whether my mate truly is an Empress in disguise that is, if she is—I’d be tantalized at the turns of events for it’s nearly impossible for destiny to be so on point. Very often my own thoughts surpise me! I couldn’t believe never once I thought of what might have actually become of Arin and whether the captured Serpent knows anything for whom my mate is ready to wage war. ‘She knows something.’ Kavish had recently grumbled his annoyance. ‘It’s just that she is so devoted towards her mistress and the Empire that she’d rather die. And I fear their Emperor ain’t dead too.’ And from that day on, there is always a new revelation concerning the Empire and its rulers. Some even claimed that they had spotted Emperor Dhairya lurking around and I all but want to giggle like a school girl at their excl
Chaitali: The Saga begins Anxiety
Anxiety is the worst of chronic disease if it exceeds the threshold. In a way, it’s like sugar. It’s pleasant if in moderation but the moment it overloads, it’s gonna yell disaster. Moreover, the way it gives rise to desperation. It’s almost scary. My feet have grown a mind of their own. I no longer have, what do they say? Control? Precisely! I do not have control of my feet, my brain, my heart, and my body. Emotions, you say? It keeps dragging me back to the Empress’s palace behind the castle, looking down the tiny hill.The white marvelous colossal building with a fence of Deodar, Peepal, and maple trees has a magnet while my body seems to have an accelerated amount of iron. The natural laws do all the remaining work and I find myself strolling near the fountain outside the entrance at every chance I can get.There is something about the place that has captivated my heart. Or it could be the owner? Nope. Not the owner, but a portrait of the deceased owner. I just can't seem to
Chaitali: The Saga begins Gazette
The Official Gazette Of ChaitaliEXTRAORDINARY PART-II OF Section 45Published By AuthorityNo. 55, Head Of The State, Parliament of Chaitali,Ministry of Parliament and Administration(Department of Ruling Activities and Conducts)NOTIFICATION UNDER THE CONSTITUTION OF ChaitaliAlpha City, May 3, 2022,In regards to the Preliminary Evaluation conducted on April 28th, 2022, the following results have been declared by the Committee of Evaluation, specially formed for the occasion.We have conducted the Preliminary Evaluation of the compliance of numerous statutory provisions and adherence to good corporate practice by the Administration of Chaitali (Herein after being called ‘The Pack’). The Preliminary Evaluation was conducted on the matter which provided us with a reasonable basis for evaluating the conduct of Alphas and their mates at the decision-making level as well as their understanding of statutory compliance with the law of the land and expressing our opinion there. Based on
Chaitali: The Saga begins Sling Of Legs
Then, there was silence as…mum… well silency silence of a special silence. Arin stopped dead in her tracks, shuddering slightly. Even from a yard's distance I could hear her ragged breath. Sweat beads glistened everywhere on her face, neck, bo—everywhere. The wrath of the moments before subsided when the possibility of deadly events sunk in. ‘Damn it! I could have died.’ I was startled. The shot was ear-piercing enough to vibrate the walls of the castle. In less than two minutes, Shantanu was at my side and Himanshu and Siera were at Arin’s side.Himanshu had an impressive speed for an omega while Siera took her own sweet time, strolling near the igloo-shaped tree, huffing and puffing for every breath. I made a mental note of it. She was evidently unfit to protect Luna at this rate. ‘Alpha? Luna? Are you alright?’ Shantanu hurried once over to the guards. His flashy new fully-loaded toy is out immediately.‘Drop your weapons now!’ He commanded. ‘¡Señor! No era mi intención ofend
