MADELINE’S POVI closed the door behind me. Alpha Konan didn’t say a word as he strode to his desk and sat down, not even sparing me a glance. His face was serious and stoic, like was ready to snap at any given second.“Was it because I spoke to uncle Damien?” Well, I don’t care. They should do well to sort their issues between themselves and also do well not to involve me. I decided to settle on the seat across him, then his voice came, sharp and commanding. “I never gave you the permission.” My body stiffened as my body was already halfway to the chair. I straightened myself back up and obeyed. This was not the time to play defiance. Alpha Konan pulled a stack of document towards him and began flipping through the page. As I stood opposite him, I studied him. He had become more tanner than before. More alluring and sexy. He had now developed a new behavior, running his index fingers on his ever present creases on his forehead. Each crease signifying the burden of his position. He
MADELINE'S POV "The shameless bitch lost my baby. Who told her to interfere with the affairs of the slaves and servants. I strongly instructed and warned her to be careful and specific with what she takes for the sake of the baby and out of carelessness she gobbled down a herbal tonic that wasn't hers to take in the beginning. For disobeying me and killing my pup due to carelessness, I am going to punish her dearly for it." "Dan!!!" his voice bellowed which showed he was smitten with pure anger and fury. "Bring Madeline to the execution room." And he sauntered angrily out of the hallway. From my room enclosed with brick walls, I could hear Alpha Konan’s voice thundering and ranting. My heart sank further into despair Alpha Konan had always been unsympathetic and ruthless when dealing with me and today's own won't be any different. He was feared by all and respected by none for his compassion, because they didn't exist. I huddled myself together on the tiny bed in my room, my gaze
ALPHA KONAN'S POV I woke up to the sun sending piercing rays through my room window. I squinted my eyes to avoid the rays from getting further entrance into my eyes. I sat upright on my bed and ran my hands on my disheveled hair and I noticed I was sharing my bed with someone. Not that it was unusual or anything. It happened almost everyday of the week. Women often found their way into my bed, seeking favor or simply drawn by my title or prestige. The lady on my bed was stark naked with only the duvet to cover her shame. I could see the crimson red under where she slept then I knew for a fact that she was a virgin I just broke. I took a closer look at her and found out it was Madeline, my most dreaded and mortal servant. The realization hit like a thunderclap. How come she ended up in my room and sharing a bed with me. Come to think of it, this was the first time I had taken alcohol and it clouded my sense of judgement. Something wasn't just right. "What have I just done?" I sc
ALPHA KONAN'S POV Werewolves are always excited when they hear of mates, their fated ones. And if by age eighteen their fated ones have not been found, they are thrown into anxiety and sometimes leading to incurable depression. I had never for once taken mates seriously. I called it the age long nuisance of werewolves. It has been a tradition followed by all the werewolf race, but I single handedly chose and resolved not to follow that traditional path. I hadn't rested from the installation ceremony and the council of elders were up and about encouraging me to commence the journey of parenthood and bear children who will continue the legacy. Together, without much of my consent, they put together a mate choosing ceremony. I had no option than to be present because this was the first event I was going attend as the new alpha. The anticipation in the great hall was high. I felt nothing, only indifference. The elders whispered among themselves, confident that I would pick one
ALPHA KONAN'S POV I remembered how Elyan, my wolf, reacted when I first saw Madeline's bare body. It was just one time and she's carrying my child. I had been looking for a way to get rid of her, but for now, revenge had to wait. I paced round the room, my mind full of conflicting thoughts. Madeline was carrying my child, and I needed her and the baby to strengthen my position in the pack. She would be useful as a fake mate to quiet the pack elders who were concerned about me not having a mate or children. Announcing her and the baby at the next pack meeting, which was only a few hours away, would be the best way to handle things. "Dan," I called. "Yes, Alpha Konan?" he answered from behind the door. "Summon Madeline here." I ordered. "The servant girl from earlier today?" he asked. "Dan, is there any other Madeline in this mansion?" I replied coldly. "Sorry alpha Konan. I will get her right away," he said. "Hurry," I snapped. I sat behind my desk, drumming my fingers on it
MADELINE'S POV I was led to my room by the servant lady assigned to me by Alpha Konan. I sobbed all along the way and I wondered how my life would take its course from henceforth. When we got to the room, there were other servants waiting to help get things done. I looked at them through my tear filled yes, hoping someone would notice me, but they all went about their normal business, their behavior similar to a robot, as if I wasn't there, as if I never existed. The new room was one thousand times better than the servant cubicle. It had everything I needed to make life comfortable. I was taken in for a hot bath with fresh scented flowers that had its own unique fragrance. My legs were shaved and my hair thoroughly washed and cared for. I was told to sit in front of the vanity mirror, the head servant lady telling me that she would be with me shortly. Seeing my reflection in the mirror, I saw noticeable changes. My once lean cheek bones were becoming chubby, my nose looked bigger a
MADELINE'S POV His hands rested in my lower back as we walked to his quarters. I couldn't stop thinking about how he dealt with the elder who questioned the baby's paternity and my place as his mate. As we reached a quiet corner, his soft look changed. “Madeline, Alpha konan's voice turned icy, his grip tightening on my arms. How did the elder learn you are a fake mate?" I was filled with confusion, but I was determined to defend myself. His eyes bore into mine with hatred. "I don't know," I stammered. "Don't lie to me," he hissed, still holding onto my arm. My fear ignited anger. I may be a lowly servant, but I have dignity. Ask your own people, Alpha. One of the must have slipped." “His expression darkened, a dangerous smile curving his lips. I was sure he was surprised at my talk back. "Remember your place, Madeline. One more mistake, and I will mark you as my real mate. Do you want that? A lifetime of hell with me? I moved five steps away from him when I heard hi
MADELINE'S POV The sun had not even begun to rise when a loud knock echoed at the door. I jolted awake, disoriented and alarmed. The abrupt interruption of my sleep left me uneasy as I stood up to check who was at the door. Two warrior werewolves stood before me. “Miss Madeline, Alpha Konan summons you to the execution hall.” I swallowed hard, the dry sensation in my throat scratching painfully as I followed them. My mind raced in obvious fear. It wasn’t yet dawn, and the majority of the household was still asleep. I had no time to change into anything more suitable; I was still in my nightgown. Upon entering the execution hall, I froze at the sight of a familiar figure on the floor, covered in blotches of blood. Fear gripped me as I approached the body. When I recognized it was Drey, my eyes widened in terror and horror. “Alpha Konan!” I cried out, my voice shrill. “What did he do to deserve this torture? This inhumane treatment?” I knew that speaking out like this was stepping
MADELINE’S POVI closed the door behind me. Alpha Konan didn’t say a word as he strode to his desk and sat down, not even sparing me a glance. His face was serious and stoic, like was ready to snap at any given second.“Was it because I spoke to uncle Damien?” Well, I don’t care. They should do well to sort their issues between themselves and also do well not to involve me. I decided to settle on the seat across him, then his voice came, sharp and commanding. “I never gave you the permission.” My body stiffened as my body was already halfway to the chair. I straightened myself back up and obeyed. This was not the time to play defiance. Alpha Konan pulled a stack of document towards him and began flipping through the page. As I stood opposite him, I studied him. He had become more tanner than before. More alluring and sexy. He had now developed a new behavior, running his index fingers on his ever present creases on his forehead. Each crease signifying the burden of his position. He
MADELINE'S POVAfter the weird breakfast with Alpha Konan, I prepared for the pack meeting. Then a thought crept in. Since Alpha Konan had decided to introduce me as the diplomat in front of the pack elders, the same pack elders that prejudiced me, how about I make a statement?I stared at myself in the mirror, the emerald green open-back gown. The dress was as good as new. I made sure I packed my hair and my make-up in the same way, just like that time. As I stepped into the corridor, Alpha Konan was already on the way there. His eyes landed on my dress, and for a moment, I saw something shift in his expression. It was either amusement or admiration."The dress still looks good on you, just like that time. Fall into step beside me, he subtly commanded."I did and stepped beside him."Right now, the story's different. We are walking into the great hall as Alpha and diplomat. Quite fortunate and amusing," he remarked.I said nothing. Instead, I lifted my chin.The door to the great ha
GODFATHER'S POV"Madeline has returned to Oceanwolf pack," I informed Alpha Gritus."Madeline?" he asked, his interest piqued."Yes," I affirmed. Not only has she returned, but she's now placed in a key role. She's been appointed diplomat between Crescent Pack and Oceanwolf Pack. She's now part of an integral part of their pack politics."A slow smile crept across his face. This is very convenient, Alpha Gritus murmured. Alpha Konan allowed this?""Not willingly. Alpha Novare might have forced his hand, I replied. Madeline's new role is the perfect bridge between the two packs, and if we play this right, it could also be a perfect tool to turn Crescent Pack away from Alpha Konan and Oceanwolf Pack. Her position is very delicate. She's new to politics. A single mistake on her part could bring chaos. If we can push her into making such a mistake or make it appear as though she has, it will make our work easier.""Konan is a fool, isn't he? Keeping his weakness by his side. He allowed Ma
MADELINE'S POVIt was late afternoon when I finally closed the last document. A tired yet satisfying smile played on my lips. The pile of papers seemed impossible at first glance. Each page was filled with diplomatic jargon that made my head spin. But as I read through them, I began to understand the importance of my task.The words written in the documents were not just ordinary papers. They were the foundation of trust and cooperation between both packs. Alpha Konan wasn't wrong when he said there would be chaos at the slightest mistake.Alpha Konan stepped into his study room."What did you find, little diplomat? he said casually.This was new, his time was too casual.I have identified different issues, but there are three major ones. If they aren't addressed, they could cause serious problems for both packs.He raised an eyebrow and I took it as a cue to continue."The first issue is the issue of overseeing each pack's resources. Right now, the clause gives Crescent Pack control o
ALPHA KONAN’S POV"It's been a long time since we both went for a run. Something is bothering you, isn't it?" Rosaline asked, panting heavily.It wasn't often I ran with Rosaline. Only when I needed to clear my head or when something bothered me enough to seek her sharp advice. Today, the problem is the former."Madeline is bothering you, right?" Rosaline asked.I leaned against the tree, staring out into the dark woods, saying nothing."I assume you've read Novare's letter," Rosaline pressed on."I have," I replied curtly.I had expected Novare to pull a stunt like this. I knew he wasn't going to let Madeline go completely, tying her to both packs as a diplomat. It was clever, it gave him leverage while making it look fair.But, he didn't know me well enough. What he thought was his move, was mine."She's back in your territory, but not under your control, Rosaline said. You shouldn't behave like the asshole you were once before. Use this time well.""I am not going to control Madeli
MADELINE’S POV It was time. Time to return back to Oceanwolf pack. Three years had passed, yet it felt like as if i had spent a lifetime here. Memories of Oceanwolf pack came rushing back, and with them, it was a mix of emotions I couldn’t quite name. Nostalgia. Fear. Anger. Courage. It was all tangled together in such a way that made my heart heavy. But I was no longer the same girl. The same naïve, servant girl that everyone could trample on. I had grown past that. I had changed. I had molded myself into something stronger. But still, the thought of walking back to Oceanwolf pack made me tremble, leaving me with uncertainties, and there was one last chain I needed to break. Alpha Konan. He was my final prison, the one tie to the person I used to be. I don’t know what would happen when I saw him again, but I did know one thing. I wasn’t going back to serve him or anyone. I thought back my time here in Crescent pack. From the first day I came in, to the Stealth and Stalk t
MADELINE’S POVToday is Louisiana’s Luna ceremony. I wasn’t surprised when I got a message from her, early in the morning. I wasn’t eager to go, but ignoring her wasn’t an option.Her room was bustling when I arrived. Servants swarmed around her, fixing every detail of her outfit—the rose pink dress that hugged her in the right places, the heavy gold necklace on her neck, even the tiniest strand of her hair. Louisiana stood in front of the full-length mirror, soaking up the attention. She was born for it, anyway.“Everyone out,” she commanded suddenly.The maids stood, unsure if they heard her right, before scurrying out like frightened nice. I stood near the door, watching her, until the last servant left. Finally, she turned to me smirking.“What do you think?” she asked, gesturing to her dress.I glanced at the dress. It was beautiful, no doubt, but there was something about the way she asked that made it feel more than a question.“It looks…nice,” I replied cautiously.Her laug
MADELINE’S POV The room grew eerily quiet. All eyes snapped to Louisiana, her voice cutting through the air with an unexpected force. “Why don’t we let her finish?” she snapped, her words sharp like a whip. “The general pack meeting is about addressing grievances. I, too, have something to air.” I noticed the pack elders exchange quick, uneasy glances, their expressions tense. They hadn’t expected this. Their faces were filled with a mixture of concern and annoyance. Alpha Novare, usually calm and collected, seemed confused, his eyes locked on Louisiana. I could see the questions running through his mind, but he was waiting. Louisiana, however, didn’t flinch. She stood tall, her gaze sharp, as if she were daring anyone to challenge her. “I need to clear the air about something,” she began, her tone cold. “I know what people say about me. You all think I’m a fake, don’t you?” She let the words hang in the air, watching the pack’s reaction. “That I’m not really Alpha Novare’s mat
MADELINE’S POV It was a chilly morning, and I stood at the edge of the pack training grounds, watching my breath turn into visible puffs in the cold air. I pulled my coat tighter around me, my thoughts random as I replayed the conversation I’d had with Louisiana days ago. I had told her about Alpha Novare's ridiculous demands. She had been unusually quiet since then, which wasn’t like her at all. But now, I needed her help. The plan I had in mind was simple but risky. Louisiana despised me, especially where Alpha Novare was concerned. If I could use her hatred to my advantage, I could get Novare off my back and maybe—just maybe—set myself free. As I waited, Louisiana approached, her sharp features set in a scowl. “What do you want from me, Madeline? You want another fight you can’t win?” she snapped, her tone dripping with irritation. “I need your help, Louisiana,” I said qu