[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
In the grand hall of the castle, King Kaldir sat upon his ornate throne, an air of regal indifference surrounding him. The hall was illuminated in the warm glow of torchlight, casting flickering shadows on the marble columns and intricate carvings that adorned the walls. A gentle hum of courtly chatter resonated through the air as nobles and advisers mingled, their polished attire a stark contrast to the rugged stone and heavy wooden beams. The Lycan King Kaldir, however, seemed aloof to the world around him. His broad shoulders were adorned with a crimson robe that flowed down to the marble floor, its intricate golden embroidery glinting in the light. In his hand, he cradled a wine chalice, the deep red liquid within catching the torchlight and shimmering like a gemstone. The king's sleek black hair cascaded down his shoulders, framing a face that bore the weight of both age and authority. His brow was furrowed ever so slightly, as if he wrestled with matters of state even in moment
The cosy house was filled with the warm glow of afternoon sunlight filtering through the windows. Clara sat on the plush sofa, her fingers gently tracing the delicate patterns on an embroidered pillow while waiting for someone. Cinhard, her brother, leaned against the windowsill, his gaze fixed on the distant hills that framed their pack.Clara cleared her throat softly, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between them. "Cinhard," she began, her voice gentle, "I have been meaning to ask...what are your plans for the future?"Cinhard turned his gaze from the hills to meet Clara's eyes, his expression thoughtful. He walked over and took a seat in the armchair across from her. "Well, Clara, you know how it is," he said with a sigh. "Our lives have been a series of adventures, tending to the pack needs, thirst for power and finding ways to get the highest position."Clara's lips curved into a small smile, her eyes meeting him with understanding. "Yes, I do understand that Ci