I had left the hotel because I was urgently called back to the pack. The elders- they were going to have a meeting. But when I came back, I was informed that the meeting had been postponed. One of the elders, Elder Manor, had his child rushed to the hospital. She broke her ribs during transmutation. And Elder Eliza was dealing with a theft attack in her province that had left twenty of her people dead. The brief postponements had given me time to breathe in in relief and also deal with Leah’s unwelcome presence in my kingdomBut now, Beta Leo just told me that the meeting is that control and I feel so tense and suffocated. I don't want to go to the meeting but I am headed toward the hall. As I enter and sit in my position as the king, I am met by the stern and unpleasant faces of the elders. They look like they are ready to eat me alive but thank god for Beta Leo who is always standing faithfully by my right hand sideElder Fergus, the elder who called me from earlier- a brown beard,
"Prove it," Elder Fergus says, sounding like a whip to cut through the thick silence. His weathered, ugly hands grip the edge of the round table tightly till they were changing colours and his veins are threatening to burst open. "Where is she? Bring her before us now. Let us see her and know that you are not lying!"“Yes, where is she!?” Elder Benji supports Elder Fergus like a cheap zombie. “We can't just swallow that hook, line and sinker”All the elders fall into another tense silence. Even the usual whispers and shuffling cease as every elder fixes their gaze upon me. I can feel Beta Leo's anxiety strongly beside me, though he maintains his high chin. I know after this meeting, he would roast me alive. I am not ready to face Leo, but I need to face the elders and their curiosity firstI move slowly from where I am standing, going stepping down my elevated throne space and moving towards the elders. I don't know what to say to Elder Fergus or the rest of the Elders that are looki
Harry's POVHow dare they - how dare anyone treat my precious, most loved daughter this way? The way she is crying as she is narrating the whole story to me, is making me feel like I have failed her as a father. What kind of father cannot protect his own?However there is something else in my mind as Leah goes upstairs - Alora, my other daughter. Where is she now? What really happened at the Alistair Kingdom? That girl- she is so different that sometimes I don't even know what to do. Should I call a search party for her?But before I can dwell on these thoughts, my Luna's voice disturbs me"Harry!" My Luna, my mate, Agatha starts calling me from the seat where she sat. Her hair is looking scattered, obviously from her frantic worry and her eyes are flashing furiously. She's still wearing her gardening gloves and shoes- she hasn't removed them since Leah came back, dirt stained on one cheek. "You cannot let this go unattended to! How can you sit and do nothing after hearing that our da
Agatha's eyes light up. "Yes! Let her have her way, Harry. Let her show them what happens when you mess with an Alpha's daughter!"The accused wolves start screaming protests, but one look from me silences them. I nod slowly. "Okay, my dear. They're yours to punish. Do to them as you please""Thank you, Daddy," Leah whispers, and she let out that grin- that familiar grin that started reminding me of other incidents, other accusations that ended similarly. The time the maid "stole" her handcrafted tea plate. But I remember finding the broken pieces hidden under Leah's bed weeks later when we were trying to pack out of the old pack house, but Agatha had dismissed it. "She must have planted them there," she had said. But there was no way I could confirm the truth, I had already banished the maidThen there was the young warrior who "attacked" her in a ball. Thinking of it now, I remember how eyewitnesses said that the boy didn't even attend the ball.The pageantry candidate who "threaten
I am now in my library where I like to go when I need peace and quiet. I am still smelling blood around me. The goddess knows that I hate to be cruel, but with great position comes great responsibility. I am a proud father because I am teaching my daughter how to seek justice. But my wolf is restless, he keeps whimpering in my mind- he is my consciousness, but I've gotten good at ignoring him lately thanks to the teachings of my wifeIt is time to sleep, but sleep is in a land far away. Every time I close my eyes, I see the faces of the victims that Leah brutally tortured, their torn flesh and I also hear their screams mixing with Leah and Agatha’s laughter.“My precious daughter - when did her laugh start sounding so... evil?” my wolf laments again but I shut him up immediatelyThere is a knock on the door and attention is broken from my thoughts. "Come in," I command, though I already know who it is by the scent of the familiar perfume and the familiar rhythmic clicking of the hee
The next morning meets me in the library. I didn't even realize. I rush to the room so that Agatha would not know that I did not sleep in it. I am very lucky because immediately I enter and lie down on the bed to pretend I have been in it all night, Agatha wakes up.The next thing we are having breakfast- a peaceful breakfast when nobody is talking. Agatha is eating her food and Leag is playing with her own food while pressing her phones- occasionally sending voice messages where she would laugh hilariously and sometimes disturb the peace on the dining table"Have you seen this garbage?" Leah suddenly screams as she scrolls through her phone. Her fork clatters against the ceramic plate, making me wince from unexpectancy. "They're calling me a 'spoiled princess that is just wicked.' They are saying who gave me the right to punish those people that way. How dare they! They have all lost the respect they have for us!"I pause with my spoon full of food halfway to my lips, watching as her
I pick up my phone and I start calling Lucas. He is not picking at first- two missed calls. I am getting impatient- how could he be so careless with his phone now that he has a very crucial position in the pack security office? But he calls me back"Alpha," his voice comes through. He always talks to me in a formal tone"Lucas." I pause, letting the earlier resentment I had for him fade out. "Any... movement at the borders?"“What do you mean sir?” his voice comes from the phone“Have you seen Alora pass the borders?” I ask impatiently“Alora? No… no…, Alpha Harry,” there's a slight show of surprise on the other end. "No sign of her, sir. I've had my best guards watching, especially during the night shifts. But Alora hasn't tried to cross the borders. I strongly feel that she is in this pack."The concern in his voice when mentioning my older daughter's name is evident. I start to wonder why he cares so much about Alora that he has not even asked about his betrothed, Leah. I tried to
The library feels colder tonight. I sit in my leather chair, staring at the shattered remains of the glass table. I should have called a servant to come and clean it, but for some weird reasons I didn't. I subtly want to watch the evidence of my rage scattered all over the ground. Agatha's words resounded in my head: "You're not sleeping in the room today. That is your punishment!" As if I'm a child to be disciplined rather than her Alpha, her mate. But at least I am a good husband“You are no Alpha,” my wolf snarls at me. Oh moon goddess! I am tired of his constant poke nosing in the affairs of my life. “An Alpha would not let his mate treat him this way. An Alpha would not let his daughter become a monster like you are letting Leah become. The pack members are right, you are breeding a monster in your home!” he continuesI try to ignore him, but it seems like he is trying to strike a nerve- my nerve. "Shut up," I growl into the room. The alcohol in my glass trembles as my hand shake
Lucas's POVNow it is my turn to hold her down. I can't possibly do what Agatha is telling me to do… How am I supposed to…? I am thinking of several ways in which I can play this off without getting into trouble and without getting Alora into deeper shit. I don't want to be part of this evil thing that Agatha is trying to prove to the pack members- that Alora is an uncontrollable wolf who needs a male figurehead- no matter how toxic and perverted- to control herSo instead I stare at her, my heart pounding. I start to think of a way to escape this situation without actually hurting her or looking suspicious to Agatha. Alora keeps fighting and growling. At this point in time, with how much she is in distress, she would not even listen to the moon goddess herself- not to talk of meAgatha's suspicious eyes are on me. I know that she is searching for any sign of deception- I know she does not completely believe that I am on her side. It surprises me on how simply she just took my lies.
Lucas’s POVLeah nods, but even the blind can see that she doesn't want to leave me behind. "Don't move from this spot," she orders me like I am so sort of puppy that she own. "I'll be right back."As she is going, she turns back again. “Wait! I need to make sure of that,” she brings out a similar cuffs to the one that she put on my neck before. But this one is for the hand and she cuffs me. “This is silver and there's a tracker in it. I don't wish to be harsh but, you can change your mind and I want to be the one that will help you bring it back”With that done, she hurries away, following the messenger. As soon as she disappears from my side, I move.Not toward the great hall. Not toward the exit. But in the direction the messenger came from. Toward the sounds of commotion. Toward Alora. I don't know what I'm going to do there, but I'm going to do somethingThe silver collar is not something that can go on notice to period it is on my hand. My father's voice echoes in my mind- “si
Chapter 92Luca's POVLeah takes the leash off my neck- stwp one in actually winning this game if I use my head well. "Come," she says, taking my hand. "Mother arranged for us to have special seats. Right at the front."I follow her outsidw of the door and as soon as I step out, I make suee to take a deep breath. I have not been outside for a pretty long timeMy cell is in a separate wing of the main pack house, isolated from the common areas. It has a reason why it is called an isolated cell- a type of cell build so that the prisoner would have a deep thinking about what they did. Three guards stand at attention at the end of the hall, nodding respectfully to Leah as we approach. “Good day, Lady. Good day, lady,” theay all geat her anr Leah act like ahe is deaf in the ears because she does not act like she heard them greet her"I'm escorting the prisoner,” she looks at me. “Lucas to the ceremony," she corrects herself as she informs them. Just incase mother asks. But it is by her o
Luca's POVIt takes every ounce of my willpower not to recoil. Her lips are soft. I hate that I notice that her lips are soft. But they are demanding, her hands clutching at my shoulders, dragging my hair. She tastes like fish and desperation. My wolf is going bunkers, screaming, gagging, demanding thar I push this false mate away. “Why would you lwt this happen!?” he growls. “Lucas! Lucas! Lucas!” he screams. “Just take a chill pill!” I try to convince him despite my irritation too. I am going bunkers myself, but I force myself to respond to Leah's lips- if I have to pretend, the. i should do it well and get the best result there is. I force myself to cup the back of her head, to make a sound of pleasure that I don't feel. It os irritating, but I do it anyway When I finally pull back, Leah's eyes are shinning, her breathing rapid. She looks at me like I'm a prize she's finally won. "I've waited so long for that," she whispers. Then slowly, I see her face begin to redden. I think s
Lucas's POVShe steps closer, close enough that I can smell her smell of her desire and it makes my stomach turn."You, of course," she whispers. "Once Alora is bound to Alpha Leo, there's nothing keeping us apart. Mother has already agreed that after the ceremony, you'll be released into my care. As my mate, then our wedding preparations will start “The arrangement is so absurd I almost laugh, but the deadly seriousness in her eyes stops me. She truly believes this. She truly believes that I will allow myself to be married to her?"Alora is dangerous," Leah continues, switching her useless manipulative tactics when she sees my expression. "You haven't seen her. The heat has made her wild, uncontrollable. She even attacked a guard. She could hurt herself or others. Alpha Leo is the only one strong enough to handle her now, can't you see?"Alpha Leo is ten times her age," I growl. "He is a predator. Everyone knows this!”Leah waves a dismissive hand. "He is a respected Alpha from a s
Lucas's POVI am ready for the drama that I am going to actBut instead of heavy boots hitting the ground, I hear light graceful clicking of heels just towards my door. This should be someone different and unexpectedI quickly throw the rest of the ceremonial clothes on top of the bed and I position myself behind the door. The broken spoon's jagged is still with me. I don't know what this new plan is, but I will sure make it jell for them. At least one werewolf must go downThe silver lock clicks with a small noise and the door opens up. I take a pose, ready to strike. But this is not a guard or an ordinary servant. O know because of the scent that rushes into my nose- a familiar perfume mixed with sweat and royaltyIt is LeahI see her as she steps into the room, and I freeze in surprise. Someway, somehow, she is the last person I expected.She's alone. No guards. No backup. She is not scared of me. And she looks... different. Disheveled. Her usually perfect appearance is in in slig
Lucas's POVOf course she does. Agatha wants me to watch as Alora is bound forever to another. She knows I was originally bound to Alora and she knows I have not moved past my feelings for her. So she wants me to witness my own personal hell. I hate that woman so much. Of tables were turned, no I would not kill her- I am not built like that, instead I would give her a a million years of hard community service so that she can atone for all the wickedness she has done in this world"What did they do to her… Alora?" I demand, stepping closer to the guard. "What is that scent?""I don't ask questions," he replies, but his eyes move towards the direction of the door "And if you're smart, neither will you. Curiousity kills, Sir Lucas.""It's killing her." I think aloud. "Whatever are giving her to trigger this heat …it's too strong. It could damage her system permanently. What do they want from her!? Have they not done enough!?”The guard still does not look at my face. "I will give you th
Lucas's POVI wake to the blood in my mouth, fog in my eyes, ringing in my ears and a pounding in my skull that feels like a hammer hitting inside of my forehead. My head is pressed against the floo, and for a moment, I can't remember anythin- including the reason why I am on the ground"Get up," my wolf growls inside my head. "Something iss happening."I push myself to my knees, groaning at the pain I feel all over my body including my teeth . “How long was I unconscious?” I want to say along but it is as if my tongue is tiedThe scent that send me unconscious before hits me again -Alora's heat- it is still lingering in the air. But it is stronger now. It is more wrong. Why is it too sweet and too intense, like someone took her natural fragrance and twisted into this hideous smell. My body reacts immediately - my pupils are dilating, heart racing, blood rushing to my dick despite my disgust at myself. I am aroused"Oh goddess, what is happening to me," I mutter, forcing myself to st
Lucas’s POV“Now you have ruined our meal- the only source of our strength. Control yourself, Lucas,” my wolf cautions.“They are doing something to her!” I scream. “I don't know what exactly, but she is in danger…” I pant furiously and restlessly everywhere in the room“Listen,” my wolf interrupts suddenly, turning my head ro be steadyI force myself to take a deep breath, extending my senses outward as far as they can reach in this silver inhibited state. Two corridors away, there is movement throughout the pack house- servants rushing to and fro, orders being called- there is a ceremony.And beneath it all, a familiar scent that makes my heart break- blood. Not fresh, but the lingering stench of a serious injury that hasn't properly healed."Harry," I murmur, recognising the unique smell of the Alpha's blood. I've never liked the man especially ofrecent- his weakness allowed his mate's cruelty to flourish- but I know Alora still loves her father despite everything so since she car