Finlay let guards lead him out of the dungeon like a thief, although he wasn't beaten. They took him as an Impostor but were scared of what he could do because they knew he was an Alpha. Although no one had anything valid proof of not being Alpha Finlay, they just thought of him as an Impostor because no one thought of a man with the same face as the late Alpha, to show up. Finlay was led into the council hall that boomed with hundreds of his pack members. The crowd broke into a collective gasp. This from those who were just seeing him for the first time. There was murmuring from the entourage, Finlay used his ears to pick out statements like; "That's him, he's alive. Alpha Finlay is alive." "Poor man is being bound in chains because they're afraid of what he might do, mostly his half-brother who governs the pack uselessly." "Yes, they don't want him to claim what's rightfully his. But the moon goddess will be the dictator tonight." "I don't care if he's an Impostor or not, he
It was dawn and Finlay hadn't slept a wink ever since he was escorted to the castle with an unconscious Ophelia in his arms. The council of elders denied him of gaining full access to his home because there was still a need for proper interrogation to confirm if he was truly Alpha Finlay. His insensitive half-brother, Cestus was exasperated and ordered the guards to kill him, but the entourage was against this.Outside, the metal door was guarded because he was still under arrest, it even took some pleading before they let him take his wife into the servants' quarters at the castle's premises.Although more than half of his pack members believed he was truly Finlay, the rest were skeptical because the man who was buried a year ago had the same physique as Finlay but was without a head.Still, he knew they would believe him so time later.He was doing just fine already.Finlay remained on the only stool in the room the entire night as he stared at the unconscious frame of his wife. No
"I believe you're willing to accept the penalty of death if you answer these questions incorrectly?" Elder Festus asked. Finlay paused for a moment, from where he stood in front of the crowd. They were gathered yet again for his interrogation and today was his last straw. He knew that forgetting somethings would cost him his head. "Yes, my lord." Finlay gave the elder a firm head bow, then let his eyes rest on the council of elders. "What is the Dupree's heirloom?" "A patchwork gothic moon was crafted by my half-Scottish half-British sixth grandfather, Elrod Dupree and he passed it onto Dankworth who was next in line to the Alpha throne. Dankworth died from a plague by the moon goddess because of his cruelty, so Whitlock, his younger brother was crowned Alpha and so was the patchwork gothic moon handed over to Carnel Dupree who was the crippled Alpha. He was known to be impotent and couldn't pregnant his own wife so was he childless until the Sun God aligned with the Moon goddess t
Ophelia walked into her old chambers and saw the servants set to work. It was literally empty with dust and cobwebs gracing every bit of it. The one place of comfort and solitude looked like where a madman spent many nights. The air emitting in the ambiance was awful like that of several decaying rats. Before, there was a giant bed in the middle with royal pillows and a duvet. Her most prized possessions, a fireplace, and a small library with a stack of books because she hated going to the library room to read since she preferred the comfort of her room. Her balcony was empty, with no chairs and table, nor the telescope her younger sister gifted her. Cestus Dupree ruined the place after kicking her out. So this is it? She inwardly muttered to herself after heaving deeply. Her legs did a little bit of fright-dance because she was to resume her duties to her husband from now on. The thought of him visiting her at night was enough to transport chills down her spine. Because she had a
Continuation..."You cleaned up nicely, my lord." She broke the silence, trying to be bold because she didn't want him to know how unsettled he was."Yes. You didn't join me and the others for lunch. May I know why?" There was this quiet mysteriousness surrounding Finlay. He wasn't like this before. Possibly the tortures he suffered changed a tad of him."I wasn't hungry, my lord." She answered, avoiding his gaze. And instantly regretted it because her stomach gave off a loud rumbling sound.Finlay scoffed, curled his hand into a fist, raised it to his mouth, and bit into it as he observed her for a second. Her cheeks were completely flushed from embarrassment."Are you avoiding me, Ophelia?""What? No." She feigned being surprised but her left eye twitched."You've always been one bad liar," he chuckled. "Your left eye always twitches when you lie."Ophelia looked away from his gaze and then tucked a few strands of red curls behind her ear, "why are you here, my lord?""What would it
To Ophelia's utter dismay, the castle was booming with guests who wanted to welcome Finlay for his survival and arrival. The man had numerous friends. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Plus the ones who openly talked about large-breasted women they've bedded at the pleasure house, and the ones who made fun of her being sterile in front of Finlay. And they would all laugh, leaving her with a lost appetite and a pain-pierced heart. Of course, Finlay's laughter was always the loudest. Because of such in the past, she deliberately avoided them, claiming she wasn't feeling too well. On the contrary, Finlay had been ignoring her since the previous evening when she mentioned his mistress, Elodie. Or maybe he didn't want to see the sight of her because there was nothing useful about her. She didn't believe any of the words he told her last night.Not to talk of how disturbing it was to settle and be Luna once more;One. The impending endless meetings she would host with Crimson Paw women.Two
"As you can see, I am fine, my lord. You needn't worry about me. It's just a wine stain which can be washed off, and the chicken feet smack rendered me pain only for a brief second," Ophelia was trying all means to send Finlay away. The man had his height lowered to her chair level as he was observing her face like she was an egg with a crack. He had taken her to her room right after the incident took place. It was foreign. The old Finlay would never do such a thing."Please go back and entertain your guest, my lord," she pressed on, hating herself for loving the smell of his musk which was somewhat intoxicating. She wondered why everything about him affected her."No," Finlay disapproved, his brows furrowed in worry and Ophelia wondered if she had changed because she never considered his attractiveness before. There was even a subtle charm aligned with it, and it caused the resonation of indescribable emotions in her heart. "You were very much humiliated by Morrison and then your dr
Finlay needed to find that photo album that contained black and white photos from the present to the Sixth Dupree's generation. His hands needed to get to it before anyone could.Since his arrival, he spent a long time in search of it, claiming he wanted to use the bathroom or something else. Cestus, his half-brother, might have seen it and probably burned it. The medium-sized photo album contained vital information that no one needed to see."My lord," "Alpha Finlay,"The cooks appeared flabbergasted when he made his way into the large kitchen that was busy because they were at work.Finlay replied to them with a firm head nod while they remained stiff like statuses at the temple because he looked too intimidating, like a lion calculating the pace of his prey before striking. Except he was a wolf like everyone else, only different and powerful. That was beside the point, Finlay never visited the kitchen. It was Ophelia's duty."Do you need anything, my lord?""The food wasn't as nice
Six months later…Cameron was tense the entire time he heard Ophelia's screams from her room. She had been in labor for three good hours, and he was starting to feel unsettled the entire time. Pacing to and fro with his hands right behind him and his lips in a thin grim line. He was a powerful man with exceedingly great might, feared and loved by many because he led men to war in the south, past the seven treacherous seas. But there he was, trembling like a culprit who was sentenced to death. And it was all because of his wife.No one had any idea Ophelia would be in labor that day. They had woken up beside each other, had breakfast together, and gone to take a look at the new packhouse that was being built when Ophelia stopped walking and told him her water just broke.She was rushed into a carriage and taken back to the castle, through a gurney because she couldn't walk. The contractions seemed to be coming. Cameron had never seen Ophelia look so scared in his life. And it made him
Men were carrying Cameron's unconscious body through a gurney and Ophelia was beside them, running along because she feared for his life. This was like the third time they had been through into such a position, except it was way worse. Cameron had never been beaten and injured like this before.Ophelia swallowed hard, not wanting to cry because it would make her seem weak. She wanted to be strong for Cameron because she strongly believed he would survive.It was all over, with most of Alpha Bailey's men dead and a few running off because Ronan and his men had come to join the unexpected war. Ophelia's eyes caught something that made her steps falter and the men who were carrying Cameron's body left her. It was Lewis, who was over the floor next to a few dead bodies and fire. She looked completely exhausted with blood gushing from her stomach and mouth."Lewis!" Ophelia dashed toward her side and gathered her head in her hands. She didn't even know when she did it, because seeing Lew
Ophelia wondered if the gods were against her having happiness to her fill. She had suffered in making everyone discover that Cameron was Finlay's twin and he was the rightful heir to the Alpha throne. Then she proceeded to tell him that she was pregnant, only to have Alpha Bailey show up in the middle of it all.She bit down on her bottom lip from where she was hiding behind Cameron. Because the man who had killed his twin had come for him too."I told the members of this pack that you're mine to kill," Alpha Bailey kissed his teeth as he took another step toward Cameron whose wolf was starting to surface because he wanted to fight."It seemed as though you're Finlay's twin after all and you want to claim his throne, take his woman as well,""This face is the last thing you'll see before you die a horrible death," Cameron growled and immediately took the form of his wolf before lunging at Alpha Bailey.Alpha Bailey shifted too and went crashing into Cameron, something which made Ca
Ophelia ran after Cameron upon seeing him leave. She couldn't understand why a cloud befell his face after the truth was out and everyone had bowed to him. She had expected him to be happy at least. But he surprised her and every one by walking away as if everything meant nothing to him.She caught up with him before he could reach the gate that had guards already bowing to him.Cameron.. she tried to call his name but her voice wasn't giving out. She had lost it after shouting a lot in the courtyard because of the explaining she did.And Cameron stopped because her hand had grasped his elbow. He wanted to be away from everything and everyone, and there she was.Ophelia's heart rose in her chest when he turned and let his tearful eyes meet hers. It made her emotional to see him like that because she knew why he was like that.She knew it had to do with her explanation to the crowd and she hated the fact that her voice wasn't working. This man deserved so much more than he could ever
The following day.Cestus had a wicked glint in his eyes as he put his hands together and in front of him, watching the crowd pouring into the courtyard wearing their cloaks because it was snowing. They had come to witness the killing of Cameron Snow, the man who had impersonated Finlay, his late brother and former Alpha of the Crimson Paw. It was dawn, and nearing nine. Cestus had an under butler holding onto a clock beside him, whilst he waited. He wanted the time to hit nine and then he would order for the execution of Cameron Snow. Hamilton, the head butler was perplexed. It was clearly written on his face that he didn't want the death of Cameron to take place, be him an Impostor. So many of the servants were unsettled as well because Cameron was good to them. The best Alpha they ever had. Elder Adolphus exchanged a glance with someone in the crowd and the man nodded at him. No one knew what these two had planned.Cestus kissed his teeth and fixed his gaze on the heavy wall cl
The journey to Kathleen's home was quicker than expected. Ophelia and the people who had accompanied her reached there within five hours. And on the outskirts of Silverline pack sat a small cottage that looked like it hadn't been occupied by the presence of a person in ages. To think Kathleen had lived there because of her hardheadedness. Her refusal to let her pride down and settle whatever quarrel she had with her husband. No one knew what had happened between the two, but it did seem like a huge fight which was the whole thing that made them part ways. A dull pain spread through Ophelia's chest as she hopped off her horse and neared the cottage because Cameron had lived there as a child. As a child who had no clue that he was an Alpha's first son and heir to the Alpha throne in the Crimson Paw pack, Easton. "Wait," Lewis stopped Ophelia upon seeing how she was about to make her way in, "you wouldn't know what is inside waiting for someone. Catidy perhaps," she pointed out beca
After spending the next day in search of the midwife, they found her at last. Through some wolf-less beggars along the way. Thankfully, Ronan's men had arrived so Alpha Caden couldn't send his men after then. Lewis Duncan had come in handy at the right time. She and the rest of the men were asked to wait outside whilst Ophelia was ushered in to meet with the aging woman who had gray hair and could barely see. Lady Leslie lived alone even though she was old and needed support. It seemed as though she was a thoughtful woman because she looked in Ophelia's direction for a long time. "I was told that you came to see me," she said at last, after staring at Ophelia to her fill. "Yes, my lady," came the response from Ophelia. "May I know who you are?" Lady Leslie inquired almost immediately. "I am Ophelia, my lady. From the Crimson Paw pack," Ophelia answered, rubbing the side of her arm as she looked around the small room. "Why are you here?" Lady Leslie asked quickly once more. O
Ophelia struggled to break free from where she had her hands tied to the bedpost. She was in the chamber of the cruel Alpha Caden, on top of his king-sized bed. And it was exasperating to the bone that he had his men tie her to his bedpost because he wanted to have his way with her. Ophelia knew she couldn't let him touch her, it was insane. She belonged to another. Was carrying the child of Cameron. She had come to the Silverline pack because she wanted some information that she could gather as evidence that Cameron was Finlay's twin and the eldest. The rightful Alpha of the Crimson Paw pack. Alpha Caden made his way into his chambers, with that sick smirk never leaving his face. "You'd make things easier for yourself if you stop struggling. Because it'd be of no help to you, I'd have you either way," Alpha Caden smiled sickly at Ophelia. At last, he would have her to himself. The beautiful, beautiful woman. She had caught his eyes even when Finlay was alive. But he had kept his
Cameron wondered if Ophelia was safe, wherever she was. He didn't trust those men she was with, they could try to take advantage of her upon seeing she was the only woman in their midst. He didn't like that she would feel alone, he wouldn't be there to protect her if someone wanted to touch or hurt her. But he had to let Cestus's men take him away because he had an ulterior motive. He was in his old dungeon once more, the place he had been freed from barely twenty-four hours ago. Ophelia didn't waste her efforts to bring him out, they had met and made up. It was a good thing to happen. The thought of Ophelia sending men to come rescue him still baffled him. How in the seven hells was she able to convince those men into sneaking into the Dupree's castle to liberate him from where he was locked in? Ophelia was brave since he went to Easton to impersonate Finlay. She started coming out of her shell the night she took a boat and sailed after his ship because she wanted to be with him