Elita
I stare at the vial in my hand and grimace. It is a bright red liquid which is warm to touch.
As I stare at it, Alpha Redley’s stern words echo in my ears.
‘ All you have to do is to drink this potion right before you meet the King. It will attract him to you and he won’t be able to hold himself back. He will mistake these effects for a mate bond. ’
I sigh, hiding the small bottle in my right palm. It’s a Love Potion, that’s all Alpha Redley should have said. But I don’t think he is aware of the whole fiasco this potion can cause.
Once I drink it, every man around me will become a lovesick puppy and will pounce on me like an animal if I don’t use it properly.
I hum. Maybe, Alpha Redley knew that but just didn’t care to tell me. He is fine as long as Dustin is among those love-sick puppies.
“ Lady Lana, stop pouting. ” Donna scolds, and grabs my chin to pull my lips apart. “ It doesn’t suit an Alpha’s daughter to pout. ”
I blink and shake my face out of her hold. She frowns at me but doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t want to ruin my mood when we are inside a carriage, traveling to the Wolveshite Citadel, to attend the ceremony.
Silently, I glance down at the heavy light blue gown I am wearing. The dress is tight around my chest and waist, but is loose around my hips and legs, giving my upper body a feminine look.
It’s clear that I am supposed to seduce the Alpha King tonight. They can not make it more obvious.
I grit my jaw, the inner conflict starting to haunt me again. Can I really fool an Alpha King? What if he catches on and hangs me to death before I even get to do what’s needed?
With that thought in mind, a lump lodges in my throat. My fist clenches harder around the vial.
I will not die before seeing my siblings. Eden, my little sister, and Eben, my little brother. Both were so innocent and young. But…the world was not merciful to us orphans.
It’s strange that I don’t remember the happy moments of my life, but I do remember the blood that I saw, the fire that burned everything, the war that took them from me.
My eyes snap open and I suppress a gasp as pain hits my chest.
They won’t die.
Not again.
“ Do you still miss Maverick, Lana? ” Donna whispers.
I snap my head in her direction and shake my head. I don’t even know…who this Maverick is.
“ Then why are you crying? ” She reaches out to me and grabs my hand.
I touch my cheek with my fingers. They are wet. I just…can’t stop crying. I just…never imagined being in the same world as my family again.
“ I am going to…win this war. ” I whisper, earning a chuckle from Donna.
“ This is not a war, Lana. ”
“ It is… ” I nod to myself and lean back. “ for me, every day is a war now. ”
Silence prevails for a moment. Then Donna speaks up in a hesitant voice.
“ Do you…remember what your father wants by getting you to mate with the Alpha King? ”
Curiosity peaks as I shake my head. “ I can’t remember anything. ”
Donna glances around as if she is scared someone will hear us. I sit up straight and stare at her.
“ Once you get inside the castle and become a part of Alpha King’s life, you are expected to spy on him and tell your father everything. ” She leans in and whispers in a low voice. “ You must…give your father necessary intel so he can get rid of the Alpha King soon. ”
My shoulders stiffen and anger surges forth. “ get rid of who? ”
“ Alpha King already suspects your father of treason, Lana. He will not go easy on you even if he is under the influence of this spell. ” She continues, without noticing the changing color of my face or the shifting look in my eyes. “ He will make life hell for you. He knows you will be your father’s spy. So you must be careful when you become a part of his life. Don’t get hurt. Anyway, you only have to keep the act up for a few months and then we can get the King out of the way so stay away from him. ”
I end up laughing. Donna looks at me like I have lost my mind, and that must be it. I am freaking losing my mind!
“ Does he want to kill the Alpha King? ” I stop laughing and hiss.
“ Shh, Lana. ” She slams her hand over my mouth to shut me up. “ we don’t say that out loud. Ears are everywhere. We have been careful until now— ”
“ Nevermind. Killing him is…kind of impossible for you people. And Alpha Redley knows that. So maybe, he doesn’t care if his daughter gets slaughtered. ” I interrupt, so she can stop talking.
Oh, well.
What now?
I bite my thumb, anxiety rearing its head inside me. Oh, no. Oh, shit.
Did Moon Goddess send me into Lana Redley’s body because she knows Lana is going to get killed by Dustin for being a traitor?
It’s not a miracle for me but a chance for Dustin to get his revenge on me? I caused his death in the past, so he can kill me in this life. We will be even then.
I stop biting my thumb and go still.
Wait a moment!
The world seems to go still just like me but my heart is running. Why did I not…think of it before?
In history, Dustin hosted several selection ceremonies but never recognized anyone as his mate. And there is no mention of Lana Redley in history.
This means…Lana died before the war.
And Dustin never chose a mate.
Does this mean I am going to die tonight?
ElitaDoes this mean I am going to die tonight?“ Oh, shit! ” I blurt. “ I am damned. ”“ Lana! What language is this? We are already here. Refrain from saying such words. ” Donna whisper-yells but I can not focus on that anymore.I am walking to my death.I wince, as I am literally forced down the carriage by Donna.She pushes me in the direction of the open gates of the Wolveshire Citadel. “ Go on! Best of luck! ”I take a step forward, preparing myself to face the inevitable. “ And Lana?! ” Donna calls me out again.My trance breaks as I hum, not in the mood to reply to her.“ If Alpha King is anywhere close to killing you, just remind him that you are Nora’s best friend. ” She chimes as if that fact alone can save me from death.“ Who is this Nora? ” I wonder, completely dumbfounded. But I receive no answer. When I glance over my shoulder, the carriage is already gone.I stand there and stare at the bright, golden decorations from afar until a warrior comes to lead me inside the
DustinIn our world, what do people want the most? It’s power. If they are not born with it, they do anything to get it. They can commit any crime, any sin, any unthinkable act to just become the one person who controls several others. The excitement of commanding someone is just too tempting to pass on. To know someone is at their mercy makes it all the more thrilling. People…love playing God. And when it comes to werewolves, they are worse than any average human and vampire. They thrive on their hunger for power, to be more than what they are, to be at the top of the hierarchy.I am not any different. I like power, and what I can do with it. But the only difference between them and me is that…I was born with power. I was destined to be above the rest of the people—the vampires, humans, the werewolves. And…they don’t like that. “ Alpha Redley is dealing with that witch again. ” Ronac discloses and lingers close to the door.“ And what is he buying? ” My lips curve slightly. “
ElitaPull away, Elita. Right freaking now!I scream in my head. But nothing seems to be working.My fingers keep holding onto his shirt, trying to pull him into me and become one somehow while my tongue darts out, licking his lips as if he is my favorite treat.Every touch sends a hot current down my body, making me shudder. I can’t breathe. It’s too hot. Just when I tilt my head, and go for another smooch against his tightly pressed lips, a finger pokes my forehead.A whine tears out of my throat, leaving me both—embarrassed and mortified. My eyes fly open and land on Dustin’s nose. The finger pushes my head back, putting distance between us and that’s when his dark eyes come into my view.My lips pucker out some more, desperate to cover the distance again so we can kiss. But he presses his forefinger harder into my forehead and keeps me away from him.His thick lips part, and he whispers. “ what are you doing, Lady Lana? ”As he speaks, his head leans forward and his gaze drops
ElitaAt his command, the ceremony quickly comes to an end and the moment I have been waiting for—a very dreadful and a lot more dangerous moment—finally comes.“ I rarely feel surprised. ” Dustin drawls, slowly walking around me in a circle.After everyone left, I was dragged to his office and the doors closed, trapping me inside with him.For a few minutes, he didn’t really say anything, just stared at me. And let me tell you—it’s not pretty to get stared at by him. When he stares, it feels like he is slicing your skin off with his eyes, just because he wants to see what’s under those layers.Now, he is behind me, and I can feel his gaze burning into my back. “ You managed to surprise me after all. ”“ I did? ” I flinch, trying to mask my nervous expressions.Don’t give him your back, Elita. You should never give your back to a predator.I attempt to turn around to face him but pause. He steps closer, so close that I can feel the heat of his body seeping into my back but he is not t
ElitaHow…did he figure it all out? Or did he just…call me ‘Stranger’ as a nickname?I huff, gathering my dress and glaring at the mud sticking to the lacy material. It’s not a good idea to wear such a pretty but impractical dress while you are in a forest. My eyes twitch as I look up and see the trees surrounding me.I expected Dustin’s warriors to stop me from leaving or tell me that I was confined…but fortunately and quite…oddly, the King didn’t put anyone on my tail.He didn’t even instruct anyone to not let me out of the Wolveshire Citadel.So, I decided to go and see my siblings while I still had the chance. There is no way I am going full war mode without seeing them and ensuring they are fine.At this point in life, they are residing in the North Shield Pack…With me.After my father was killed in a so-called human and vampire attack on our pack, the Alpha of the North Shield Pack, Alpha Orson took the survivors of our pack in. On the surface, it looked like Alpha Orson too
DustinThe water, in all its forms, speaks to me. It whispers, and screeches, and cries. The voices echo in my head until I feel like splitting it open just so I can silence the noise. An itch has become constant behind my eyes, in my ears, in my shoulders. Sometimes, I just want to gouge my eyes out, rip my ears off, and claw at my shoulders. I want to bleed and hurt just to get rid of the violent voices. But…the voices keep whispering, telling me secrets I don’t want to hear, murmuring the tales of the past, and the predictions of a terrifying future. However, sometimes, these voices tell me what I need to be aware of.Like how a little bunny is hiding in the woods, watching my every move, listening to the conversation I am having with Alpha Orson. I find it stupid that she decided to follow me like a loser, all alone on top of everything. Does she think she can fight me?What a silly, childish thought that befits a loser. I am not surprised. “ Will this affect you as her mate,
Elita Levian once said to me. Gods never bestowed any blessing upon their subjects without a condition. The condition was there so they could make the person realize how weak and helpless he or she was, to make them realize that they could have what they wanted but the Gods were still in control. And I have a hunch Levian was not wrong. Who would know the Gods and Goddesses better than a man who was an Original Lycan and the Original Vampire anyway? …Both his sides were the start of a legacy, and the Gods favored him. But it never came without conditions even to him. As I find myself lying in dark water, my back cold and numb, my eyes zero in on the glowing figure in the distance. Her white dress is sparkling, flowing around her feminine figure. The silver light that emanates from her, repels the darkness and cuts through it like a knife. As she floats closer, her face becomes clear even under all the glow. Her eyes are a bright silver color, so blazing that it feels like a
Elita“ You don’t remember anything? ” Dustin asks, his tone neutral.It’s hard to know if he believed me or not, but the way he stares at me tells me that he can’t bother with me anymore.“ Yes, Your Highness. I woke up in the dungeon, and my slate was wiped clean. ” I run my forefinger along the length of my forehead.The playful gesture meets with nothing but a blank stare. I grimace, eyeing the way he sits with his back steely straight and his legs spread. Earlier, when I told him I had something to tell him, he must not have expected this story.My poor mate. “ A werewolf lost her memory? Just like that? ” Finally, he reacts with a lift of his brow.A grin settles on my lips as I nod eagerly. “ Exactly. That’s what happened, Your Highness. That’s why I couldn’t answer your question right. You know…I really don’t remember who Nora is to me. I just know she is my best friend. ”Hehe.When I gave it a thought, the question about putting a good word for him when Nora came over in
ElitaThe footsteps draw closer, deliberate and unhurried, and the sound echoes through the cave. My pulse quickens as I glance toward the entrance. Before I can move, Dustin’s grip on my arm tightens, his calloused fingers pressing firmly into my skin.“Stay put.” He orders in a voice so low it’s almost a growl. His eyes glint like sharpened steel as they cut into mine. “Don’t poke your nose into this.”I stiffen, my jaw clenching at his tone, but I stay silent. Dustin doesn’t look away. It’s as if he is silently daring me to disobey him.The Elf appears at the mouth of the cave, stepping into the dim light. He is tall, unnaturally graceful, his silver hair falling like liquid silk over his shoulders. It takes me a moment, but I realize he is the same Elf I stumbled upon in the woods. The color of his hair and eyes has changed. The faint glow of his eyes—pale and predatory—sends a chill down my spine. He stands there, studying us with a cruel smile tugging at his lips.“ Well.
ElitaAll eyes turn to him after my speech is over. Dustin’s brows lift as he looks at his friends and then back at me.“ Come on. You must have something on your mind. ” I narrow my eyes on him.“ The plan is to cooperate with the Elves for now, so they take us out of this cave where we can’t use our powers or strength. ” He shrugs nonchalantly. “ and…for everything else, I am relying on you just as you asked. ”My jaw hangs low. I am sure the jaws of others can’t resist either. Dustin just closes his eyes and rests his head against the wall. “ Go on, Elita. Get us out of the trouble you caused. ”His detached demeanor makes everyone fall silent. It’s like he is deliberately refusing to do anything.I slip closer and press my lips to his ear to whisper. “ are you mad at me? Is that why you refuse to help? ”I clench the sleeve of his shirt, cautiously pulling at it to grab his attention. Dustin’s eyes snap open, and his head turns in my direction before our gazes meet.“ I understan
Elita“ She told you not to look the Elves in the eyes. Why did you have to do that, Striker? ” I hear a familiar, dark voice hiss. It has to be Alpha King Aleister, and he sounds angry. “ No supernatural powers work directly on the Lycans. ” Striker snaps back. “ I just looked up before setting everything on fire, and then…just…stopped. The surroundings changed, and I couldn’t see him anymore. It’s not my fault. I didn’t know the magic won’t work on me but will work on the surroundings instead. ”I shudder, pressing myself agaisnt the hard surface under me. It’s warm and so…electrically soothing.My muscles stiffen when I register my thoughts. Instinctively, I touch the surface with my cold fingers and sigh under my breath.Dustin.My eyes crack open, and I crane my neck back to look at his face. He lowers his gaze to mine and blinks calmly.Aleister and Striker are still bickering in the background. But their voices sound muffled in my ears now.I am lying on Dustin’s chest, the si
ElitaThe man’s footsteps are silent as he leads me deeper into the woods. He moves with a kind of grace that makes my skin crawl, each step so fluid it’s as though he is floating. I follow, even though every instinct in me screams to turn back. There is no sound except the faint whisper of leaves under our feet and my own uneven breaths.I keep glancing over my shoulder. The shadows stretch long and twisted behind me, but nothing is there. At least, nothing I can see. They are making sure to hide well. Just like I instructed. “ We are almost there. ” The man says, his voice soft and melodic, like a lullaby drifting through a darkened room. I hesitate, shooting another look over my shoulder. Now, I really do need a sign that they are around. Hiding so well doesn’t seem that great of an idea to me. The man’s words send a cold prickle down my spine. “ Will more of your friends be coming? ”My heart leaps painfully into my throat. I force myself to swallow, to steady my voice. “ Ma
ElitaI bolt upright, heart pounding as if it’s trying to break free from my chest. Dustin’s words echo in my mind, clearing out every other thought. Tyson is gone.I glance at Dustin, expecting him to offer an explanation, but he just leans back, his expression unreadable. The calm mask he wears doesn’t fool me. There is a storm brewing beneath his surface—one I am not sure I want to see unleashed.Before I can tell him to calm down, a loud thud shakes the ground. My head jerks up as a figure descends from the sky, landing with an eerie grace. I recognize him immediately—King Aleister. His piercing eyes scan the area with laser-like focus, their intensity making me feel small.And then, like a shadow summoned by Aleister’s presence, King Striker appears. His aura radiates heat, his fingertips glowing with a strange flame—purplish and orange, flickering in the cool night air. The sight sends a chill down my spine.Aleister’s gaze shifts to Dustin, completely bypassing me as if I am
ElitaDustin stands beside me, his usual unreadable expression in place, while the Kings—Aleister, Striker, and Tyson—say their dramatic farewells to their mates. The scene feels like something out of an old tale, with tears, lingering embraces, and whispered promises of safe return.It’s not like the Kings are going to get lost on their way. But the women are over-emotional. Must be due to their pregnancy hormones, I reason. I watch silently, letting the moment stretch, knowing that no one bids me farewell. There is a strange comfort in that—it makes leaving simpler.Finally, the goodbyes are over, and we set off. My horse moves ahead of the group, and I can feel their eyes on my back as I guide them toward the Northern border. When we arrive, the forest looms tall and silent before us. Striker pulls his horse to a stop and gestures at the boundary.“ This line marks the start of the vampire lands. ” He says. “ You are not leading us there, are you? ”“No. ” I reply firmly. “ The
ElitaWe stayed there until a warrior from the Pack came to get them. When they left, a strange calm befell my heart. For some time, it felt like I could finally breathe without feeling a weight pressing down on my chest.It was because I believed what Dustin said. As long as he lived, no harm would ever come to my brother and sister. Even after I am gone, he will make sure that they are happy.I am finally leaving my siblings with someone who will not disappoint us. And with their sister, who will wake up after I leave, I am sure they will grow up into good adults. Those thoughts keep revolving in my head as we make our way back in silence. When we reach the Wolveshire Citadel, the night falls, and thick clouds hang in the sky.I crane my neck, my head pressing against his chest. Tonight, even with the stormy weather and no stars in sight, everything appears so beautiful and wholesome.“ I… ” I didn’t know you would count me as someone you had to make happy. I want to say, but I can
ElitaThe evening air carries a gentle chill, brushing against my face as I lean slightly forward on the horse. The forest around us is dark but alive, each rustle of leaves whispering secrets I am too tired to decipher. Dustin’s warmth presses against my back and his arms around my waist steady me as we travel on the same Stallion again.“ Did you see her too? ” I ask curiously, turning my head just enough to catch a glimpse of his sharp profile. His gaze doesn’t falter from the path ahead, his jaw tightening at my question. “ It’s personal. ” I let out a dramatic sigh and roll my eyes. “ Seriously? Personal? We have shared things way more personal than dreams about the Goddess, Dustin. You know…I see her in my dreams, too, so I am wondering if she comes into your dreams and tells you things. ”I wait for him to be curious or surprised or anything, but Dustin remains as calm as ever. And he doesn’t respond.The silence stretches, filling the space between us with something heavy,
Elita“ Shouldn’t you be discussing things with your friends? ” I walk closer to the man standing close to the shore, looking at the sea.I think if I look for him, I will always find him near water. Another thing to be noted about him.“ Shouldn’t you be doing more women things like packing instead of exploring the Wolveshire Citadel? ” Dustin shoots back without glancing my way.I come to a stop beside him and huff. The strong breeze sways my hair, making me grab the strands falling into my eyes to hold them still.“ Who told you that I was exploring the castle? ” I wonder, and look at his side profile.He glances at me from the corner of his eyes. His brows lift as he notices me standing there, still gripping the strands of my hair. “ I don’t need anyone to tell me what happens in the castle. ” Dustin turns to face me and reaches up.Surprised, I almost stumble back but catch myself at the last moment. His eyes narrow as he grips my hands and pulls them away from my wild hair.“ O