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Chaitali: The Saga begins Avid reader
I have been an addicted reader for the whole of my life. I love reading and if a book is written with the best of the characters and intriguing plot lines–it is almost impossible for me to part with it. I think it is somewhat similar to millions of other readers out there. Generally, werewolves love reading. It is just magical as well as essential. A werewolf has to be intellectually sharp or else he is not needed at all. He’d be mocked, looked down upon, and officially banished out of the ‘society’. The habit is instilled within us from very birth and it stays that till we die. Whether you like it or not–you must read the current bestseller and know every twist and turn like the back of your hand because you never know when you’d be asked to talk about in a close friend circle. It’s like a parameter to judge, which is why the literary world of Cape Comorin took an interesting twist and a new form of writing was introduced. It was called ‘brief writing’. Brief writing is nothing b
Chaitali: The Saga begins Accepting Is Better Than Escaping
The morning flickers kiss my chess the next day when I wake up. I groan when my muscles deny in discomfort. It awfully hurt everywhere. ‘What…’ I yawn, squinting at the wall clock. I still couldn’t see a thing. Alright! Maybe, I should wash my eyes with chilled water. I flip the sheets over my torso. Oh-damn! I’m naked. What the hell? Where is Arin? Why am I…wait a freaking second…WHY WAS I SLEEPING WITHOUT ANYTHING ON in the bed WITH ARIN!!!!!!!!!, tangled in the sheets, and alone. ‘Ugh!’ I push my weight on the elbow and rise as I blink my eyes for a clearer vision. There are white spots and everything is a bit hazy.I squirm. ‘Did I run a marathon or something?’ The elusive thoughts make my head spin, still, I try to feel my fingers. ‘Aa…Ahem…Arin?’ I cough in an empty room. My throat is parched as if I have been thirsty for days. I blink again as I sit up. Bright sunlight peeps through the curtain, spreading a canopy of tangerine in the polished empty room. Our clothes are s
Chaitali: The Saga begins DEVIL'S TANGO
Ahi-Empire!A name to conjure with feelings, dread, and memories. And as a kid, I’d heard it mentioned, by my father, the Alpha, and others. Every one of them had a different version. Every version was unique and fascinating. However, there were never mine. To date, four years past the acquisition and merger—I still have to draw my very own version. ‘Make sure you keep an eye on her. I too want to deny the shreds of evidence, Bhaan. But certainty would especially confirm what facts don’t.’ Subhaan and the wolves had told. ‘So my honeymoon has sort if turned into an expedition. What am I supposed to do? Spy on my mate?’ I’d retaliated. I don’t know why but anything concerning and questioning Arin has started to piss me off. As days go by, a new fear crawls in my heart. I don’t want the possibilities to turn true. ‘Could she be that arrogant Empress I’ve always heard off?’ I couldn’t help but wonder as I revert to everything has been described about Ellizzian and the Empire. As a
Chaitali: The Saga begins Reverence
There wasn’t anything sexual about the location. The lured captives into trances. There was something magical about it that drew people to it. And once you get there, you'll forever be lost in its web to never return. In the morning, when the rescue squad searched, only the dead bodies were recovered. That's too naked!And so as a pup, I lost many bets with my friends to spend the night in the haunted museum and won a dozen against distant cousins. After a certain segment, what once became a thing to boast about in the locality—now, it just does not matter. Yet, it is still enough to break a grin on all of our faces whenever we’d remember. However, one night still stands indifferent in the historical pages. Reminiscent of some of which still give me goosebumps. I remember the night like it had all happened yesterday. It was scary enough to give me a cardiac arrest but ironic too. Like any other ordinary evening dripping with unconquerable mischief in my childhood, I played for ho
Chaitali: The Saga begins Knowing TOO much
‘I’ve heard we are travelling to south! Is that true?’ The fuming voice of my recently wedding wife snapped me out of the reverie. It takes me a moment to bring myself to the present. My palms are still very much sweaty at the recollection and for once I’m grateful for her interruption. I don’t want to remember that night again!I nod meekly not trusting my voice. ‘What! Why? What is the need all of a sudden? We are doing just fine here. I do not want to go there. I don’t feel like travelling at all.’Okay, I admit I might have been expecting things worst than that–a proper drama, yellings, or pirouettes of tantrums and delights. But this…well I’d rather not comment on it. ‘Huh?’ I stare at the unexpected outburst and volume of emotions flooding through my mate’s face. Arin has visibly paled at the mere mention of the trip which I mistakenly had taken as a surprise for her overly adventurous self and also to find out the truth.‘Pay close attention to her reactions. She may let h
Chaitali: The Saga begins THE EMPIRE
'We are here.' The chauffeur announces. Putting my files aside, I pop my head out of the window and stare at the captivating building in amazement. 'It's the palace?' I tell no one in particular. The cars speed through the services of the old wincing stone path which directly leads to the colossal structure of the tall premise that overlooks half of the enchanting hills and the great fall. 'It is the palace?' I repeat in bewilderment. I am excited as a toddler in an amusement park. The chauffeur smiles meekly in the rearview and nods–poor lad must have a figure that I was talking to him when I clearly was not. 'Yes, Alpha. It is the palace. Emperor and Empress used to live here before…' His voice trailed off as he fell into introspection. The lad is pretty timid as I have figured through the forty-five minutes ride from the airport to the palace where I am supposed to be spending two days of my dear life. Arin is fast asleep on my shoulder. Kavish and my mate's minions are f
Chaitali: The Saga begins GHOSTING AROUND
Thirty minutes later, I close all doors and windows and switch off all lights. It's a childhood habit that has accompanied me all the way to adulthood. I still find it impossible to sleep with a light on. I straight away make it to bed—careless about the stuff scattered all over the floor. However, I can give assurance with the ascertained conception that I am not to be blamed here. The mansion help has to put my comfy wears all the way to the bottom which leaves me with no other option but to ruffle through all my stuff if I wanted to get it.It's the mansion staff and not me.'What are you up to?' I eye my mate sleepily, stretched over the most comfortable mattress I have ever felt underneath me. Arin has changed too. Instead of the comfy wear, she has sported jogging gears. With her hair up in a ponytail, it ain't a mystery that she'd be hopping around at–glance at the wall clock–nine in the evening. ‘I am gonna take a tour around. Wanna join?’ She snaps with a sharp edge in her
Chaitali: The Saga begins Mr Butler
Every day brings new surprises and a hope to start afresh all over again. With the winter lurking around the corner, everything washes over with a new delight and fragrance. I’m a winter lover, which is why when the sun comes up like thunder over the Seoraksan, I go down to the foot of the hill, picking my way over the flower bed and misty greenery that decorated parts of the garden. During the journey, I explore the vastness of the land and all the differences it has embraced from Chaitali. I find myself listing a few first-handedly. Unlike the technologically advanced front of my pack, Ahi Empire is cocooned in nature’s lap with yellow tulips and budding roses at the front before it opens its mouth to dens and dungeons. The atmosphere is misty and the air is fresh. There is no overbearing honking of vehicles or smoke of chimneys. I am not running around the clock. Life has slowed down and so I am. It’s calming, serene, and inviting in a different sort of way that I cannot help
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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
