[Meagia’s pov]
I was completely lost, unsure of what steps to take as my pregnancy entered its midway point. It felt as if I was standing at a crossroads, with nothing but uncertainty stretching ahead. Clutching my belly, a mix of despair, worry and anxiety washed over me. I was carrying Eskaal’s unborn child, a life that was both a source of wonder, power and worry.
Finding myself in Kaldir's home, I sought solace within its walls. Every corner held memories of moments shared with him, and now, those memories were intermingled with the hopes and dreams I held for my growing child. It was a peculiar feeling, being here, in this place that had become a sanctuary of sorts.
With every passing day, I whispered silent prayers, sending my thoughts out into the universe
The door to Rancel's home swung open with a heavy creak, announcing her return after weeks. She stepped inside, her demeanour a mixture of weariness and a lingering fire. The scent of a hearty stew wafted through the air, but any comfort it might have offered was overshadowed by the tension that seemed to cling to every corner of the room.Beta Liam, her father, sat at the kitchen table, his brows furrowed and his expression stern. As soon as Rancel entered, he stood up, his voice laden with disapproval. "Rancel, we need to talk."Rancel met her father's gaze with a measured indifference. She had anticipated this confrontation, even welcomed it. She shrugged off her coat and met his gaze head-on. "Fine, let's talk. What is it now?”Liam's voice grew steely as he
The air was heavy with tension as Rancel stood before Cinhard once again, her eyes burning with a mix of frustration and longing. Cinhard's gaze was guarded, his features a mask of stubborn resolve. "You can't just ignore the truth, Cinhard," Rancel's voice held an edge of urgency, her words a plea. "You can't pretend that the bond we share doesn't exist." Cinhard's jaw clenched, his voice firm. "Rancel, this isn't about ignoring anything. It's about accepting the choices we've made." Rancel's voice grew sharper, her frustration boiling over. "Choices? You speak of choices as if they're set in stone. But our bond, Cinhard, it's real. You can't simply turn away from it." Cinhard's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and determination. "Rancel, you're being delusional. Love isn't something that can be forced. And I do not want you as my mate!" Rancel's gaze bore into his, her voice unwavering. "And it isn't something that can be ignored either. You can't erase the connection between u
[Meagia’s pov] I felt a mix of anxiety and confusion as I contemplated my situation. Alpha Eskaal, the father of my unborn child, was likely to be searching for me at this very moment. The news of my pregnancy must have reached him, but what made me even more anxious and worried was his prolonged absence. Was he struggling to locate me? Or was it possible that lycan king Kaldir had blocked his access to me? The thought gnawed at me, planting seeds of doubt and uncertainty. The longer he took, the more questions were clouding my mind, casting a loom of unease over my already precarious circumstances. I paced back and forth in the confined space when lycan king Kaldir, ever the overprotective lycan mate of mine, had gone to great lengths to shield me from the outside world. His protective measures had included blocking all forms of communication that could lead Eskaal to me. I understood his vision of doing so but with each passing day, my restlessness grew. I sank onto the comfy so
Alpha Eskaal's Lavish Residence, a grand, ornate lounge bathed in the soft glow of candlelight. Plush furniture and intricate decorated rooms, everything was screaming wealth. The beta Liam stood at the threshold, his determination etched across his face. At the far end of the lounge, Alpha Eskaal was sitting in an opulent chair, studying some ancient rune. The air was charged with tension. Beta Liam strides into the lavish lounge, his footsteps echoing in the hushed space. He came inside and halted a few paces away from Alpha Eskaal, who looked up from his time with a serene yet perceptive gaze.Liams’ voice was steady. “Alpha Eskaal.” Alpha Eskaal raised his head, his piercing eyes locking onto Liam. He held his breath and tried to smile knowing what was about to happen, allowing the light to reveal his face partially. A mixture of weariness and worry marked his features.Alpha Eskaal gravely called out to the beta Liam. “I have been expecting you.” Liam walked forward, his boots e
“Tell me alpha, Eskaal. Have you not been cheating on my daughter with Clara?” Beta Liam mocked him but the way he asked Eskaal knew that something was definitely wrong with him. Eskaal and Liam stood facing each other, a sense of tension hanging in the air.Eskaal's gaze didn't waver, but a shadow of regret flickered across his face. “Liam, it's not as simple as that. And you cannot compare your situation to mine.” Liam's fists clenched at his sides, struggling to control his emotions.Liam became furious upon his words seeing that Alpha Eskaal was not willing to listen to him. He wanted to make sure that Eskaal would bring Meagia back to him which he was not going to do. “Don't you dare play games with me, Eskaal! My daughter's happiness is at stake here.”Eskaal calmly spoke to him knowing that he was trying to make him feel bad. The beta Liam was already under suspect for him the way he had been acting the whole time. “I understand your anger, but you deserve to hear the full sto
[Eskaal’s pov]In the dimness of the light of my room, I paced back and forth, the weight of my words heavy on my shoulders. I couldn't help but replay the tense encounter with Beta Liam over and over again in my mind. Had my words been enough to sway him, or had I only succeeded in further fanning the flames of his anger?I gazed out of the window, my thoughts drifting to Clara. I knew what I had to do – not just for my own sake, but for hers as well. I needed to ensure that the truth about my feelings reached every corner of the town. That Clara and I were not merely swept up in a clandestine affair, but that our bond was something much deeper, much older.Knowing that Clara might be involved with my father in Meagia’s kidnapping. She was obsessed with me and I was well aware that she could go through drastic lengths to ensure that I would love her. And that could only make sense if she was the one who gave out Meagia’s information to lycan king Kaldir. A heavy sigh escaped my lips
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows that stretched across the road as Rancel's car pulled to a stop at the edge of the forest. She glanced around, her eyes darting cautiously, before she slipped out of the car. In her hand, she held a silver dagger, its glint an ominous reminder of the dangers that lurked in the darkness. The darkness of the forest loomed before her, a gateway to the realm of mystery and uncertainty. The vampires. Every rustle of leaves and every whisper of the wind seemed to carry secrets that sent shivers down her spine. She knew she had to be cautious, every step could bring her closer to either her death or closer to danger. With her grip firm on the dagger, Rancel stepped forward, her footsteps barely making a sound on the forest floor. The moonlight filtered through the canopy of trees above, casting eerie patterns on the ground. Her heart pounded in her chest, a mixture of fear and the greed driving her forward. As she ventured deeper into
The moon cast a gentle glow through the window, illuminating Zilver and Lily's bedroom as they sat on the edge of the bed, their expressions a mix of concern and uncertainty. The air was heavy with the weight of unspoken worries as they contemplated the absence of their mutual dear member, Meagia.Zilver's brow furrowed as he broke the silence, his voice laden with worry. "Lily, it's been two months. We haven't heard anything from Meagia. No messages, no hints, nothing. It's as if she has disappeared in Kaldir’s kingdom intentionally. I have no clue if my sister is even alive or not. That bastard has blocked all the access inside the kingdom.”Lily's fingers traced patterns on the comforter, her gaze distant as she sighed softly. "I know, Zilver. It's... it's not like her at all. She has always been resourceful, and knowing that she is carrying a child Meagia must have been careful. If she wanted to be found, she would have left some trace, some sign. Or perhaps she has somehow accept