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Anne Rajput I'm totally empty-headed, to be honest!
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Chaitali: The Saga begins Capricious Commencements
‘Are you sure you will be alright here?’ Ibhaan asks me for the third time and for the third time, I nod. ‘I really don’t want to leave you here alone. I am—’ He begins, making my grin go wider. ‘It’s fine. It’s calm here anyways. I want to look at the waves a bit more. Go.’ I assure him. The sun is melting into the ocean. The flock of birds in the sky, the gentle breeze, and the humming beats of the waves. Everything is transcendental as if the divine has descended to bless me with mercy. I stare at it with a small smile playing on my lips. My mind is completely at ease. As if an eternity later, I have felt happiness. I run my hands over the arms and hug myself, cherishing the moment till it lasts. For the fraction, I let myself forget about everything. Alpha, the approaching wedding, and the contest. The beautiful sleeveless dress wasn’t a wise choice for the night with the chilly wave around but the way it spread itself around me makes me feel like a fairy princess. It do
Chaitali: The Saga begins Exquisite Evenings
‘We are going to dine here?’ I gape at the colossal premise of sheer luxury. Dhairya, that thrice stingy asshole, did not have the brain cell to think anything closer to this. ‘Yeah.’ Ibhaan shrugs as if it is the most obvious of the things to spend his wealth on something as extravagant as this. The hotel is exquisite and least to say opulent. I only remember seeing such a grandeur palace on weekly Magazine covers in past years. Speaking of which, I remember how I am neglecting writing these days. I have not penned down once in almost forever. He is making me forget the only thing that gives me so much pleasure. What used to be a daily habit has become a rarely touched treasure in less than a week all thanks to his royal almightiness. Ibhaan’s easiness has started to rub off on me like a filthy poop-bacteria. At this rate, I am going to catch the flu soon. The whole drama of becoming Luna, trying to accustom to this completely absurd lifestyle, and figuring out my confus
Chaitali: The Saga begins Exploring Around
I do a light shuffling tap dance across the marble superhighway. The third floor of the incredulous skyscraper mansion is my destination. The Mansion is named after Ibhaan’s great-grandfather and founder of the Sindhuja Akumji empire, Mr Heramb Sindhuja Akumji—former oil king and a business tycoon. Yes! The Taksh Mansion is officially christened as ‘The Heramb’s’ and was built in the early two-thousands for a joint residence of his family of six. Over the years, the title became redundant and was later dropped off by Lycan Mena. The Sindhuja Akumjis are not only rulers but one of the richest business families in the region that owns a fucking legacy in the oil, automobile, and telecommunication sectors. They are not only billionaires but one of the richest families in the world. To date, the Mansion has only accommodated Alphas of a certain pack—Sindhuja Akumjis, which is why the country recognizes it as the Alpha Mansion ordinarily. It is a skyscraper at twenty-fucking-
Chaitali: The Saga begins The Office
THE DEN where Ibhaan spends most of his time, forming plans, taking over strategies, and authenticating documents is his mini universe—a world in the galaxy that the Mansion is. It is the place where he makes plans to bring glorious Empires down, lure clients in his favour, deal with the manipulative sharks, and supereminent the superpower alongside playing ‘good-friends’ with the natural terrorists—the Grim Reapers. I have read all about the technicalities of the floor. It’s a specially designed platform that can survive fire, flood, and earthquakes. All of the visitors are bound under an NDA whereas only the eligible staff is allowed entry on the stringent terms. There are sensors to register the biometrics of each individual. Every motion is under the radar. It’s highly automatic and invisible to the naked eye. However, the dread of feeling eyes on you is deafening. Fortunately, there aren’t any special regulations for the would-be Luna of the Mansion as there aren’t for the A
Chaitali: The Saga begins Flipping Through Rusty Pages
I close my eyes and heave out a shaky breath. The more I explore the more ashamed I feel about myself. How can I be enjoying this douchebag’s company for a whole night? How can I open up my heart for him to peep in? How can I feel a transcendental connection? I have been praising his gorgeous looks forgetting all about his dark heart! I groaned out of annoyance when my eyes caught a series of portrayals hanging on the farthest wall with a fireplace. ‘You! You!’ I point an accusing finger at him. And I am on my feet again…thrilled to peek into Ibhaan’s personal life. Anything that will earn me an advantage over him—anything to have an upper hand for my defence. I have already heard nearly everything about his current life, but knowing about how he grew up, and who his close companions were had always been some invisible line of demarcation that I or anything couldn’t ever reach. ‘What would you want me to do?’ I’d asked him during supper. ‘You mean?’ He’d retorted stuffing hi
Chaitali: The Saga begins Blossoming Lilies
Ibhaan's Head: It is clear frosty weather today, spreading a soothing sensation in the air. I smile at the swarm of professional personnel eying me greedily with expectations. The curtness in me urges me to play some more. Damn! How I love watching them suffering in anticipation with their heart in their mouths. Serves them right! I have endured their bullshit for hours. ‘I shall see!’ I nod, intertwining my palms on the table. I mask my expression in a frozen unreadable face letting the serious business-type demeanour take over. From my peripheral vision, I watch as Kavish takes over already. He knows me well. Way too well… ‘We’d like to get more information on slide six and page 453, 878, 879, 652, and 564 in your report.’ Kavish deadpans looking to and fro between his tablet and the old sulking rag. The sincerity in the boardroom is getting on my nerves. I am exhausted, drained out of energy, and almost on the verge of death. Yet I cannot scream my lungs out. I want to t
Chaitali: The Saga begins Headless-Brainless-Speechless
Lizziy’s Head: I let out a string of curses as I slump onto His Highness’s throne with a spitfire. This time with innate force to make the tires screech.He has been watching me like the freaking creep that he is! How-how-how ugh! I cannot even find a suitable word to curse him. ‘Huh! I cannot believe your dumbass wouldn’t know the Den would be under survillence. Tsk! Tsk! Awful!’ ‘Shut up! Shut the fuck up, Ella.’ I run my hands through the length of my hair. No! I cannot let him know I am pissed. Then? What should be the ideal reaction? How would a lovesick bitch in these circumstances react? Blush? Giggle? Feel delighted that she had been asked to fuck off? The Dick that stretches your cunt…Oh, I am so fucking mad. How dare he? How freaking dare he talk to me like that? What am I? A fucking prostitute? Respect! I command non-negotiable respect!What should I do? He might be waiting for a reply. Yeah, he might still be watching me sitting on his throne, fisting and unfisting my
Chaitali: The Saga begins Busted?
‘Arin?’ The drowsy voice purrs in my ears as Ibhaan snuggles closer, almost cocooning me between his back and arms. He has embraced me in clutches with my back pressed against his front and overlooking the Pacific ocean. If I turn around, I’ll get a nostril full of his misty scent which is highly addictive and intoxicating. And the dreadful morning breath that will have me puking my guts in a loop. It has to be five or six in the morning. The sun is yet to dip out of the horizon. However, its warm redness with tinges of orange and tangerine has spread across the perimeter in a welcoming warmth. It is a rather gloomy day like it may pour any second. The ferocious ocean breeze flirts with the curtains and chiming bells on the balcony. The chirps of the birds fade in the background but the voices in my head are loud and so are the thunders in the sky. Hissssssssssss… Ella spits in agony, waking me up in a jolt. My whole body tenses and core muscles tighten. I cannot hold back. She
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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
