Agatha’s POVA scent swims into the room like a skilled fish in water. It is so strong that it envelopes every single soul in the room. Any normal wolf would know what this smell is.I inhale deeply, savoring not the scent itself but what it represents- this smells like victory, power and every other thing in between. Leah is just the perfect daughter anyone can wish to have. She understood the assignment and she delivered so well. The herbs Leah gave Alora have worked perfectly, perhaps even better than I anticipated. When Leah told me that she drugged Alora, I was thinking the effect would be mild. The moon goddess knows that Leah is the perfect alibi anyone can pray for.The scent grows stronger by the second, impossible to ignore even though at first everyone in the room tried to ignore. I just wait, watching them- expecting the ticking time bomb to explode and boom, did it explodeI smile as I watch. The effect on the males in the room is very fast. It makes their eyes widen like
Agatha’s POV"I don't know what she is talking about," Leah says, her expression is so fake even a pup would tell she is lying. Her face is not helping matters at all. What has gotten into this girl today!? She wants to ruin all my plans because of a man!? A foolish man for that matter! Leah Midnight what is wrong with you? Oh my days. What have I gotten myself into? How else do I educate this young girl on the dangers of submitting herself foolish to a he-wolf. "I think she is obviously delusional from her heat,” to make matters worse, this foolish girl that is called my daughter stutters. She cannot even make a complete sentence without shaking like a leaf. This is a perfect representation of a Lion giving birth to a goat! She is just shooting herself in the leg! She is telling everyone “hey, I am behind this whole chaos! Crucify me! Murder me! I am guilty!” I sigh deep within me. I love her so much, but at this point I just want to slap her stupid face"She is lying," Alora moans l
Agatha’s POVThe silencing, that is what I call what I am about to do to this yapping frog that dares to stand in front of me and question me down to my existence. This little boy that was born just yesterday thinks that he can come and challenge me? I will teach him a lesson he will never forget in a hurry- that is if he lives to survive it. However I will admit that he is quite dangerous and I need a lot of tactics to tackle himI watch Harold as he continues to talk nonsense even after his father's outburst. I guess he and his father share a trait of being reasonable words. Harold just keeps talking without stopping, his hands gesturing in the air widely. I am tired of this child and I need to stop himThe guards by the door- my own Monday ever so loyal and his friend Damian- catch my attention. They are affected, of course, but they are the most loyal to me and they must help me. I signal to them, my eyes giving them more instructions than my mouth would. They understand immediat
Agatha’s POVI slip the dagger into the folds of my own dress, turning back to face the room. It is today that I blessed the name of whoever that brought this idea about alpha so is carrying a weapon with them at all times. I think this is pure destiny. Perhaps prophecy has carried it that I will need this dagger on this day. Maybe if I look more closely I will see my name inscribed in the form of all these strange inscriptions etched on the dagger. Maybe later I will do thisHarold is still interrogating Leah, his back to me now. This is the perfect time to strike. Fool. If only he knows what I am about to do. If only knows his fate, he would turn back and run back to his pack, his heel touching the back of his head. He will never look back if only he knows what he is about to become“Tell me what you've done to her! I know you're behind this,” he says to my little Leah authoritatively. “Tell me and I might consider sparing your life.”I almost chuckle and risk almost ruining my plan
Leo's POVI am running through the forest. How can I forget? I told him not to go! I told him not to go! I didn't even remember that the full moon is going to rise today. If I had remembered I would have reminded him too and I would have stood my ground.The full moon is the worst possible timing. Following Alonso's scent trail I push against my body. I need to get to him. I do not have a solid plan, but I just need to get to him first. My life might be in danger- I know. It's not difficult to track him- he never tries to hide his path when he is angry.I should have chained him down back at the castle. I should have reminded him about the full moon. Why did I forget!? I should have done a lot of things, but when Alonso gets that look in his eyes, there is no stopping him. He even succeeds in disorienting me. Tonight, his beast will be in complete control."Stubborn idiot," I mutter to myself as I dodge between trees. "Had to run off to save a girl he barely knows. Rubbish."The scen
Leo's POV"What... how... what are you doing here?”"Saving your life, apparently," she says with a smirk on her face and a playful gleam in her eyes- that's gleam that always comes up whenever she says Alonso. It has been there since we were little. "Or at least saving your Beta's life.”Alonso looks between her and me in confusion. "I don't understand, Leo” he turns back to look at me. “How come she is here?”“I don't know. Ask her,” I say simply, making my face like I am equally surprisedHe turns back to Elena. “Elena,” he calls out to her still with that surprised look on his face. “How did you find me? Where have you been all these moons? What happened to you? You never even reached out. I even looked for you, you were nowhere to be found. What happened? Who offended you? Why did you feel the urge to leave without looking back?”Elena suddenly looks away and she looks uncomfortable. "My leaving was a decision,” she breathes out. “I… I was passing through. I saw when… when I saw
Leo’s POVElena comes to stand beside me, she keeps looking at how Alonso is running away. “He has not even changed a bit. He is still as stubborn as ever " she says with a playful smile on her face. But that her smile is not an ordinary smile. There is something deeper in the smile. It looks like her crush for Alonso never actually died"Oh, he has changed," I say, focusing on what we are discussing. "For the worse,” I say with my face still slightly serious. “He has gotten even more stubborn now”That gets a small laugh out of her. "I wouldn't have thought that was possible,” she says. “Alonso,” she calls out in a small voice, she says it fondly and she says it as if she is whispering more to herself than anyone elseWe stand in silence for a moment, watching as the sun comes up. It even seems like we are waiting for Alonso to returnI get tired, we need to go back. I need a good sleep, good food and a nice bath. So I turn to her."So," I say, turning to her with a goofy smile. “Sin
Leo’s POV"I am the white wolf," she repeats, and this time around she looks me straight in the eyes. "The moon goddess sent several messengers to tell me that I am the chosen one who is destined to break Alonso's curse."I stare at her in surprise. She must be joking right? This is definitely a joke. How can the white wolf come to us? The prophecy says that the King would search for the white wolf and he would be the one to bring her home himself. But Elena’s expression remains serious,"Elena, I… don’t…." I stutter slighShe shakes her head. "I know you don’t believe it. didn't believe it either, not at first. But something happened to me after I left the kingdom."She stands up suddenly, standing directly in front of me. "Six months ago, I started having these dreams. They were significant. It was a pull. Two days a pull came after that”"A pull?" I say after her, trying to understand her words."A mate bond, Leo," she says simply, rolling her eyes like she is explaining to a dumb
Alora’s POVFive words- words that have thrown me off balance“Your mother died when you were born…” is that not what Agatha said?” Melody is confusedI cannot breathe properly. My legs heavy and shaky. The twins are still crying. Everything is chaotic amd my head swimsThe door is thrown open as two servants rush in"Your Majesty!" exclaims the second servant as she hurries to my side to hold my shaky body. “What has happened?"I open my mouth, but I cannot speak, I just gasp"The children are crying " the first says, lifting my son from his crib."Your Majesty, please sit before you fall,” thesecond says as she guides me to the nearest chair,"Go and call the king!” the first commands, but I don’t know who she is commanding, but the door slams and I hear running"It's a trick," Melody insists. "Someone is pranking us”But what if it isn't? What if my mother has been alive all this time?The first servants manage to quiet my son, ans she moves to mu daughter"Stop crying little princ
Alora’s POVSix months later, I am lying in a hospital bed, holding the sheets because of my contractions. I hate how I feel"Push!" Dr. Belimah commands meI push with all my strength, a guttural scream tearing from my throat as I feel like I am tearing up. The pain is so bad. It feels like my body is splitting in two and then scattering like sand"Please, I can't," I cry, “I can't do this anymore. Please."Melody growls inside me. She is in pain too. “Let us try, Alora!”Another contraction hits, and I scream again. The midwife wipes my forehead with a cloth while Dr. Belimah positions herself between my legs."The head is crowning," she announces. "One more big push, Dr White. You can do this!” At this point I almost give out that my name is not White, but AloraSummoning strength, I push with everything in me- I want this done with. After this baby, I don’t think I will ever allow myself to be pregnant again. I feel an intense burning sensation in my private part as it stretches l
Alora’s POVI can't process it all. I sink to my knees, tears streaming down my face. My real mother- a woman named Helen who loved my father. A woman who died thinking her baby was dead, never knowing I lived.Through my tears, I see movement in the corner. My father is shaking, silent tears streaming down his face. Helen was the love of his life. He has been trapped in his paralysed body all this time, hearing everything, unable to speak or move.Lucas has disappeared- he slipped out during the chaos, probably to find his mother and siblings, to get them away from this cursed place.I wipe my tears and stand. I am the white wolf. I cannot be weakI walk to my father's wheelchair and kneel before him. Looking into his eyes, I see how sad he is. How he regrets abandoning me. Without even touching him, I heal him gently"Come back," I whisper. "Your wolf, your strength, your voice, your entirety. Come back to us."The poisons Agatha has been feeding him neutralises. His suppressed sta
Alora’s POV“Are you not sleeping with the guard!?” I say in utter disgust***“We can share, that is why we are a team,” Agatha says with a broad smile as if enjoying how disgusted I look“You what!?” I scream, losing control at the amount of atrocities being committed in this house. Even father shakes visibly at the revelation. I can see his face cort slightly in disgust- the highest reaction he can give. He is sick, paralyzed even, but he is not deaf. Even Lucas seems to understand this part. He pauses and looks at them, confusion and disgust equally in his face“You know what, I don’t care what the both of you do with your bodies. I just came here for dad”I proceed to move toward Lucas slowly, reaching out to him carefully. His mind is shattered, broken by grief and possibly magic. Agatha has always dabbled in the atrocities"I can help you," I say to himAs I approach Lucas, I feel a sudden movement around me. Melody screams warning me as Agatha and Leah move with wolf speed, t
Alora’s POV"Alora, my dear daughter. How rude. Not even a hello to your mother? After all that I have done for you?"I want to ask her what she has done for me ever since I lost consciousness order than make me feel worthless, but I did not come here to trade words with her. "I did not come all the way from my kingdom to this pack to exchange pleasantries," I reply coldly. "I cannot pretend we are on good terms, Agatha. I come for my father."“You now call me Agatha? Not even mother?” she fakes her shocked response“I started calling you by your name a long time ago, you were just too cruel to notice. You saw me as nothing, so you did not notice. Now I am something, you want to form a bond between us, a collaboration of mother and daughter, but that would not happen!”Her smile falters slightly, but she regains herself. “And why is that?” she asksBefore I can respond, the side door opens and Leah who excused herself earlier because she could not stand my presence and she and Agatha
Alora’s POVAn older woman steps into my path, falling to her knees because she cannot look at my face. I know her- she is Fiona, the she-wolf who once worked in the pack house kitchens. She was in fact wicked to me. Sne called me useless a lot of times, smacked my face and hit my head on the wall whenever she had the chance to. Ahe only stopped when I was grown and after I fought her back one day, stabbed her arm with a pair of scissors. I wonder what she wants now. She must be delusional to think that I will help her with whatever request she is about to mas"White wolf," she says with a shaky voice. Even she is judging herself. “Please, help us. Our land is dying."I stop, looking around properly for the first time. The Midnight Pack territory looks... horrible- even worst than how the Alistair kingdom was looking like bef I broke the curse. The trees are withering, fields that should be green, lush and fruitful are barren. The people themselves look thin, their clothes worn out.
Alora’s POV“I will bring him to you. White wolf”“Do not come with him. Send him alone- with a few guards at most”“Come to me then. Come to the pack and see your father”***“I will not come to you. Send my father to me immediately”I seal the letter and send it. I should use a phone to send the message, but this is royal business and no royal business should be sent as text messages- it is disrespectfulAs I watch the messenger leave, I place my hand on my growing belly. I have not told Alonso about the baby. I cannot bear to see him yet."He deserves to know," Melody says to me. She has been of the opinion that I tell Alonso about the baby, but I have been adamant"How many times do I need to tell you that I need time?” I say to her“Just listen to me,” Melody persists. “I am your voice of reasoning, and…”I cut her short. “My new life as Dr. Joha WhiteMoon in this small kingdom gives me peace. The people here appreciate my healing abilities without questions about my past. I hav
Alora’s POVWhen it's over, I feel powerful in a way I have never experienced before. Alonso looks up at me in wonder."You did it," he whispers. "The curse?""The white wolf is a curse breaker," I explain, helping him sit up."How do you feel?" Leo asks, crouching beside us."Whole. Free," Alonso replies, his voice filled with awe. He turns to me, taking my hands gently. "You saved me. After everything I did to you, you still saved me."I feel so many emotions at once. I am happy that he is alive, but I am unhappy at the way he treated me. Come to think of it, I was ready to fight for our love even after he handed me divorce papers. I know that the child in Elena’s womb is not his, but there was a chance of him getting her pregnant and he took it. He was even happy that he was going to have a child with Elena. He was ready to discard me when the child showed up. He does not need me "I couldn't let you die," I say simply- I think these words convey everything I feel right now"Alora,
Alora’s POVThe mind control spell is not as strong as Kaiser thinks it is. I am aware of everything, trapped in my own body as Kaiser's magic forces me to obey. I allow it to happen. I allow the prophecy to happen- the king has to seek the white wolf. If I don’t allow Kaiser to do what he wants to do, the prophecy would not be fulfilled. So I allow him as he makes me share secrets about the kingdom,“We are going to deal with him when he was expect it”When Alonso bursts through the doors during the ritual, my heart leaps despite everything. He looks terrible- thinner, paler, the poison Elena has been giving him clearly is taking his. Yet his eyes blaze when he sees me. I still feel butterfly fluttering in my stomach, but when I think of the things he has done to me, the effect reduces"Let her go," he growl. I cannot help the reaction I have to his voice- more butterflies that I tried to kill when I think of him and what he did to meKaiser's spell forces cruel words from my mouth,