Leo and I exchange alarmed looks before turning back to the servant. "Speak clearly, would you!?" I command and I see him shake under the boom of my voice. "What is happening?"The servant is still shaky but he tries to study himself. "Reports are coming in from all the provinces, Your Majesty. Attacks on the borders, fires in the villages. People are dying. And the people..." He swallows hard, pauses briefly like a storyteller who wants to build tension.“What is wrong with the people!?”I ask impatiently"They're gathering in the streets. They are scared. They are demanding to see the white wolf. This is the prophecy of the curse, Your Majesty. The children are showing signs of the curse already. They say... they say we're running out of time and you need to show them the white wolf."I move to my window, Leo following silently behind me. From here, I realise for the first time in that morning that the whole Kingdom is covered in smoke."Your orders, My King?" Leo asks quietly.I star
Alora's POV…Then grabbing my hand - this time without asking me, he pushes me towards a corner in the room- I guess that is where the hidden tunnel is. “We need to start moving…” but he stops when we hear pounding on the door. My heart stops and my body threatens to shut down. “ have finally been found…” I shake in fear. “Lucas, you don't need to get involved just turn me in… tell them you found me…” I look at him with watery eyes…The pounding keeps coming heavier. The person knocking is so insistent. We have tried to ignore the person but they keep knocking. I am so afraid and frozen to a spot, but Lucas grabs my shoulders, trying to push me toward the tunnel entrance."Go, Alora! Run as fast as you can and don't look back!" he urges. I can see that he is scared tooBut I stand firmly on the ground, shaking my head- I cannot betray him like this. The guards know that he is on here with somebody, if I leave, he would be queried. I shake my head again. "No, I can't! They'll know yo
Lucas's POVOfficer Frendricks closes the tunnel door behind him and he lets out a sigh of relief- thankfully, it is only the both of us that know about the tunnel. “I pray she gets there safely,” he clasps his hands together in a prayer form“Me too,” I reply, my heart still racing from helping Alora escape. I don't like seeing her tear-stained face because it haunts me. It has been such a long time since I last saw her cry. After I broke our bond and broke her heart, she cried so much and begged me for days. That time, I had bled in my heart, cursed myself for not being man enough and screamed at the moon goddess for putting me in that kind of situation. When I continued walking out on her, she toughened up around me and avoided me like a plaqueNow I have seen her cry, my heart bleeds again. Life is so … cruel and unfair towards her. Sometimes I think to myself if she had committed a crime in her past life that she is suffering for now. I silently pray to the Moon Goddess to ke
As they split up, I catch Frendricks's eye. The slight nod we exchange shows that we both know what we are doing.The commander pulls out the cloth- a small white shirt that is definitely for Alora and he takes in a long hard sniff. My heart nearly stops working at the sight of it, but I force my face to remain with a confused look. The shirt looks worn and familiar- I recognise it as one she often wore while working in the garden at night. It is a long sleeved shirt. Since Alora doesn't have any sweaters to protect her body at night from insects, she always wears the shirt whenever she is working late at night. The shirt is not even originally Alora’s, it is Leah's old, worn out shirt. To make the shirt authentically hers, Alora had put a floral embroidery by the collar- I was there the day she did it“What the hell?” I mutter to myself. They came prepared. Now I have to pray that they don't smell Alora’s scentAfter sniffing the shirt, he passes it round to his troop- I guess this i
My heart nearly stops when I hear Commander Darren bark orders to head towards the Cha-Cha grasslands. Frendricks is anxious, so am I. He looks at me, “What are we going to do now?” he asks in uncertainty. We both know what this means - they're heading straight for Alora. I start to think of all the things you can do to her. Commander Darren is not exactly nice. In fact, I think he hates her. He might probably even start torturing her before he even takes her to her father- he is wicked like that"Stay here," I tell Frendricks in a low voice. "Keep up appearances. If anyone asks, I'm reviewing security protocols in another sector. Tell them I asked you to stand for me. Tell them what I want to do is urgent"“So what are you going to do now?” he asks“I don't know… I just know that I would do something…” I let my voice fade in uncertainty. What am I going to do?He nods in understanding. I can see that he is sad about the situation of things. If Alora is later found, our effort will g
Alora’s POVThen I see itIn front of me is…In front of me is…In front of me is… a cupboard full of…Full of food!!!In front of me is a cupboard full of food! FOOD! REAL FOOD!I run to it so fast that I almost trip. I get to it and my hands shake violently as I yank the cupboard doors open so hard they bang against the walls loudly. But I don't care. I don't care about anything except the food in front of me - stacks and stacks of food for my hungry stomach and tired self. I get more and more desperate as I approachI grab the first thing I see - a sweet, soft looking loaf of pure white cheese rubber bread- a rare type of bread to find in werewolf territories. We always have it in our pack house, but I have only eaten it once and that is because I stole it from the kitchen when I saw the opportunity. After stealing and eating it I felt bad for days. So bad that I had to go tell mother that I stole bread and she will punished me- I cannot forget that day in a hurryI grab the pure
Alora’s POVMy hands are still sticky as I rush to check the locks, leaving honeyed fingerprints on everything I touch. Part of me wants to go back to eating - my stomach still feels so empty, but I have to set my priorities rightI nod at the warning, forcing myself to step away from the food. It physically hurts to leave it, but survival has to come first. Still, I grab a piece of dried meat to hold in my hand as I move through the cabin, checking windows and doors. Just holding it makes me feel safer, even if that's foolish to me- I feel I should bolt out of there and find safety first"Do you think he really broke our bond to protect us?" I ask my wolf ,but she has gone quiet again. “Would he want to claim me as his mate if he saw me like this anyway?" I keep talking to myself and as soon I say it, I magically change into a new- prettier cloth. “Wow!” I say, startled- there is a lot of things that I don't know yet about this house“Stay inside. Lock everything. Don't come out unti
Hours pass like this - me inside, them searching outside. My body is aching from hiding in uncomfortable positions. The fake Lucas tries a few more times to convince me to come out, but eventually gives up. I hear Darren cursing, ordering his men to expand the search area. Why is Darren even trying to sound like Lucas? Does he even know our relationship? I stay hidden until I know that they have gone far awayBut I don't relax. This could be another trick - what if he is leaving a few quiet men behind to watch. I stay alert, checking windows, listening for any sign of movement. I am not sure of the extent of the magic in this houseNear midnight, exhaustion starts to weigh me down. I haven't slept properly because the events of the past twenty-four hours have drained what little energy I had left. The bed in the other rooms calls to me, but I don't dare sleep there - they are too far from the exits.Instead, I drag a blanket into the corner of the main room, where I can see both the f
At first, Alora bursts out of the car runningStop her!" Agatha's commands.Two of Darren's men lunge for her, but she is a bit fast dodging them severally when they try to catch her. For a moment, I think she might make it. Then three more guards appeared before she knows it, she is caught."No!" she screams as they drag her. "Let me go!" she struggles. Then seeing that her struggles are futile, she understand the severity situation and she begins begging"Please," Alora whimpers as they drag her. "Please don't do this." Her voice is getting smaller and smaller. She keeps looking at me with tears in her face “Lucas, please..." she begs anything and anyoneI turn away. I couldn't bear to see her like this- plus I also have my own problem- I don't know what Agatha is planning to do to me and my familyran."Bring her here," Agatha commanded, pointing at the spot in front of her. "And this time, make sure she can't run."They dragged her back, her feet leaving trails in the dirt as sh
"Why should I believe you?" She finally says, her voice trembling slightly. "You handed me over to them before! You are confusing me! Are you for me or against me!”“Alora! This is not the time! I will explain later!” I put out my hands in an extension to her, but she doesn't take them- instead she takes a few steps back, she is scared of me now and it stings at my heart"I'm trying to help you now," I say, my voice low and urgent.“I don't need your help!” she almost screams, but she immediately remembers where we are“Please…” I plead silently but urgently. I reach out, my hand almost touching her arm, but she raises the stick up as if to show that he would attack me. "Trust me, just this once."Her eyes soften, then it hardens, then softens again. She opens her mouth as if to speak, closes it, opens it again. I can see that she is having an internal conflict- asking herself if she should trust me. She takes half a step toward me, stops, retreats. The bends -lowers an inch, then ris
The moment Agatha's ultimatum pierces my ears, I know I have to find a way out. My sister Emma's terrified eyes doesn't leave me even as they drag her back into the car. Her silent plea for rescue is louder than even if she screams- I would have preferred she screams rather than remain quiet and give me those eyes that make guilt gnaw at me. Agatha's cruel grip on my family has always been suffocating, but now she has crossed a line that I am willing to fight against. I need to be a man and do what is right.As soon as the dizziness passes, I'm moving. One moment, I want to help Alora, the next I'll do anything to save my family. The shock of the blow quickly transforms into determination. I can hear Alora's footsteps as she escapes. I know what's at stake- it is either her or EmmaI am reminded about Agatha’s threat to Emma. One mistake, and my sister pays the price. I am so confused right now. I feel so much like a loser. I cannot protect my family and I cannot protect the one I cla
The taste of blood? Oh please, I am used to it by now. Darren's men still hold me down against the forest floor. Blood and dirt mixed in my mouth, but that doesn't even bother me one bit. My attention is fixed on Luna Agatha as she approaches the invisible barrier where the cabin stands. Her black dress seems to make her more evil, and I fight back a shudder as she reaches out to touch the protection spells."Such clever magic," she murmurs, her fingers almost going through the air where the barrier shines faintly. "An old protection spell. Your father taught you well, Lucas. But not well enough. Or perhaps you are not worthy enough"My heart stops as she nods toward the black Mercedes. They open the car boot and I watch in horror as two guards drag Emma out. My sister's face is tear-stained and she is scared – she looks so much like our father that my chest aches because I cannot protect her now. I hate the Luna!"No!" I struggle harder against the hands holding me down. "She has no
Darren notices what I am trying to do. "Don't even think about it," he growls and so I don't move.“How come you watch seven alpha's die? I heard they died so young in war and you didn't even try to save them?”"Are you stupid?" I am getting the exact reaction I want to get from Darren- he is as angry as I want him to. "You're barely old enough to remember the last war, and you think you can speak to me about sacrifice and leadership!? Do you know what I had to sacrifice!?”I force a smirk even though I am calculating the places and corners to run and escape with. I also calculate how fast I can open the door, enter inside and relocate even though I know that after relocating I will be a rogue wolf forever because I will obviously be an enemy of the pack for going directly against the Alpha's orders and housing a wanted pack traitor, Alora- that is what the pack calls her now. I look at Darren and I like the way he is heaving in anger. "Seven Alphas died under your watch. That's not
Darren notices what I am trying to do. "Don't even think about it," he growls and so I don't move.“How come you watch seven alpha's die? I heard they died so young in war and you didn't even try to save them?”"Are you stupid?" I am getting the exact reaction I want to get from Darren- he is as angry as I want him to. "You're barely old enough to remember the last war, and you think you can speak to me about sacrifice and leadership!? Do you know what I had to sacrifice!?”I force a smirk even though I am calculating the places and corners to run and escape with. I also calculate how fast I can open the door, enter inside and relocate even though I know that after relocating I will be a rogue wolf forever because I will obviously be an enemy of the pack for going directly against the Alpha's orders and housing a wanted pack traitor, Alora- that is what the pack calls her now. I look at Darren and I like the way he is heaving in anger. "Seven Alphas died under your watch. That's not
Now I am watching Daren almost find Alora and if he is as good as he claims to be, Alora is in trouble because he would be able to sense hiding magic in the area. Alora would not be able to leave because Daren would stay there until she comes out. I want to relocate the house, but the house can only be relocated when I- the key holder and the descendant of the builder is in itThis makes me remember how during the war, we were stuck in the house for over a month because the soldier sensed hiding magic. Dad had not given anyone the power to relocate yet. So the soldiers stayed outside for more than one month waiting for us to come out from wherever we were hiding. Food and basic needs were not a problem because the house provided for us. But staying indoors for over a month was mentally stressful. Dad on the other hand kept watching us, until one day he decided to distract the soldiers. He kept trying for days until one day he succeeded. Immediately he got in, we relocated to another
"I want to accept it so badly. To let her take away the pain, to let her touch me so I can feel our energy one last time. But is it worth it? Agatha's warning signs in my ears like a bad omen. At that moment, Goth walks in with a slightly bent head, he avoids my gaze because of what Agatha had made him do. Of all the guards who hit me, Agatha had made him hit me the most. I hold no grudge against him yet- well until I understand what the stakes were for him to betray me like that. Was it money offered or threats made to him? From the looks of the things in the hall, it is the laterIn the night, they come for me again. This time, they brought videos of my mother's torture- they hold her hostage since they captured her. The message is clear- reject Alora, or watch everyone I love suffer.The next morning, I do the unthinkable."We need to talk," I tell Alora- I make my voice sound cold and strange. We stand in the empty corridor before the first period, my heart breaking with every
Lucas’s POVGoth," Agatha's voice calls him "Show your young friend here how powerful you can be."He hesitates for just a moment - so brief that only someone who knows him well would notice. His fingers flex once, twice, even three. I know him, he doesn't want to do it. From everything happening, I know that Agatha must have threatened his family too, so I don't blame him.“Clear up,” Agatha gives a command for me to be stripped shirtless before other guards step away for Goth to deal with me"Now." Agatha commands GothI hear a sound on my back, a loud sound I can feel and I groan. Goth knows where to strike - he has watched me fight enough to know my weak spots and I know he wants to weaken me fast so Agatha would instruct him to leave meI taste blood but don't make loud sounds- I can never scream for pain. Alpha Harry sits in his chair with an unreadable face- I can't tell if he likes or hates this. I just see him watching as one of his best fighters beats his own packmate.