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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
Elita“ I love you, Dustin. ”When I was young, I liked to read romance stories. In those stories, whenever the female lead told the male lead that she loved him, even if she didn’t mean it, the male lead was bound to be affected.No matter how heartless, the male lead would blush and get nervous or suddenly develop feelings for the female lead because no one has ever shown him this straightforward love before.He would go like this—I would protect this special female who loves me, or this female makes my heart beat faster, or something cheesy like even if your love is fake, I still need it.Then why…Why is this man staring at me without an ounce of emotion in his eyes? It’s like he was expecting me to blurt out something like this.“ When? ” He blinks, as calm as ever.“ Huh? ” I feel like a dumb teenager.“ When did you fall in love with me? ” He is talking in a casual tone as if he is inquiring about the weather.“ The first time I saw you! ” I blurt, embarrassment crawling up my
Elita“ Lady Lana, His Highness wants me to assist you with whatever you need. From now on, I am your personal maid. ” A girl around Lana’s age bows her head slightly and explains why she has barged inside my room first thing in the morning.I assess her rigid spine and careful manners. Then, I sigh.She is no personal maid.She is more like a spy, here to keep an eye on me and report everything to Dustin. Does he really believe I won’t realize that? My nose scrunches, but I say nothing. It’s better if there is someone reporting my actions to Dustin. That way, I can gain his trust faster.“ What’s your name? ” I ask, forcing a fake smile on my lips.“ Felicity, Lady Lana. ” She says, without looking up or moving an inch.“ So Felicity, can you find a dress for me to wear? I am not sure if I should step out of my room in this night dress. ” I lift my arms and flail them around, showing her the white, flimsy dress that reaches my calves.Surprised at the childish gesture, Felicity look
Elita“ I— ” Brigitta attempts to say something, but her voice drowns behind her screams.As I sit here and watch, she drops from the chair and curls into herself, screaming her lungs out. What now?Is she going to act like I hit her? I rise to my feet and attempt to reach her, but Maximus stops me. “ let her be. It’s her disease acting up again. ”Disease? What disease? I frown, watching as she continues to scream and writhe on the floor.“ It’s a punishment from the Goddess, Brigitta. Every time you do something terrible, the pain starts. It must mean that Goddess doesn’t like your foul mouth and terrible actions. ” Maximus clicks his tongue, not even bothering to help her up.A moment passes, and two girls rush inside. They pick up the screaming Former Queen and drag her away.“ Like I said, sit down and continue eating, Lana. ” Maximus addresses me again, his voice now harsh.I nod, taking my seat. I have never heard of a Lycan or werewolf having a disease that can make them sc
ElitaRestlessness makes it hard for me to sleep for long. The journey is coming to an end soon. I have led them here, but I don’t know if I will be able to return with them to the North again. I open my eyes and stare at the sky. The space between the tall trees is turning light. The sun will rise soon, and we will cross the lake to go to the other side.Unconsciously, I look to my left. The three Kings are asleep. King Aleister is resting agaisnt a tree, refusing to lie down and be vulnerable while King Striker and King Tyson are laying close, fast asleep.My lips curl into a smile. If I was told I would see the proud Kings spending days in forests, traveling alone, and tending to their needs without any help, I would have laughed hard. But they don’t mind. It’s surprising—but they really don’t care what they have to do to ensure that their people remain alive and well.I sigh and shift to my right side. My brows lift as I find the spot empty. Instantly, I sit up and look around.
Dustin“ What are you trying to say? Be more clear. ” Aleister mumbles, his sharp gaze fixed at her. “ So…the…end thought is…they have powers—different, unknown powers. We need to be careful when engaging with them. And don’t mention anything insulting about Levian Seisti when we come across them. They won’t like it. That’s it. We have to convince them by telling what is in it for them, and also by telling them how their contribution will save uncountable lives. ” She sighs, and rises from her spot between Striker and Tyson.“ Have they got any tricks up their sleeves like Elves? Do you know about it? ” Striker questions as she walks towards me.She stops when she is a step away from me, and turns to face them. “ Your Highness, I have told you all I know. This time, it’s really everything I know. The rest now…depends on you and your ability to influence people. You four have to secure an alliance. And you have to do it on your own. ”They stare at her, but don’t question her. If the
DustinRight now, I dislike the fact that Goddess didn’t give me the power to teleport more than anything.But no!What is really so special about disappearing from one place and appearing in another? He can not even do that without having seen the place he is going to appear to. It’s not that great!Then why does she keep making heart eyes at that brainless, tactless, everything-less man? It’s catastrophic that my sister has him as his mate and is forced to love him when there is nothing to love. Or even if there is, I don’t see it. And if I don’t see it, then there must not be anything worth seeing.Yes! It is truly catastrophic, but Elita Folke doesn’t understand even the ‘C’ of that. What is wrong with her?Is she going blind with her nearing demise? Or does she simply have a bad taste in men? Bad taste sounds like the better option. She was staring at that ugly Elf too when I couldn’t find anything worthwhile to see in him either.With his silver hair and silver eyes, he coul
ElitaThe dining hall is buzzing when we step back inside. Elf girls, radiant and graceful, fill the space like a picture of shimmering light. As soon as Dustin and I cross the threshold, their attention shifts to him. They rush forward, voices chiming like wind chimes, their slender hands tugging at his arms, leading him toward one side of the long table. I barely have a chance to react when a hand settles on the small of my back.I stiffen, glancing over my shoulder. It’s the same elf man from earlier, his touch light but assertive. “ This way… ” He murmurs. He guides me to the opposite side of the table, his hand remaining far longer than necessary. My eyes dart to Dustin, who is already surrounded, his jaw tight, but he is not resisting. Not yet.“ I would like to know you. ” The elf whispers, pulling out a chair for me as though he is some kind of gentleman. I force myself to sit, my movements stiff, my gaze flickering towards Dustin. His eyes are on me, and there is somethi
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