The bride’s dressing room was a paradox of beauty and menace. Soft golden light spilled from a crystal chandelier above, casting warm halos onto the walls painted in a muted cream tone. Ornate mirrors stood before the bride and her makeup artist. A bouquet of white roses sat in a porcelain vase, their delicate fragrance nearly masking the faint metallic tang of anxiety that hung in the air. Yet, despite the serene charm of the room, a chilling tension undercut its elegance. The bride's eyes, sharp and unyielding, scanned the room with a clinical detachment, her crimson-painted lips curving into a smile too perfect, too controlled with the room echoing her energy. Every gesture of hers was memorized, calm, and unnervingly charged, as if it, too, was complicit in whatever thoughts she concealed beneath her flawless exterior. This was no nervous bride preparing for her big day—this was a woman donning her armor, readying herself for something far darker than vows. Elora smiled, her to
The creaking sound of the door opening increased the tightness of her fist around the gun, the door opened slowly, and for a second Elora thought, " This should be the moment I'm most blinded by rage, the moment I take my revenge with the utmost fury, but excitement is seething through my veins; I must have gone crazy, or maybe I'm not; maybe this is how it feels when the fury is too much." The door finally opens widely revealing the gorgeous bride. All heads turned towards the door and they all gasped by the sight. ~ Is that Elora? ~ ~ What's that?~ ~Did she cut her wedding gown off? What the heck! How could she turn it to that? ~ ~ what's going on ~ ~ What's going on with her? Why is she in sneakers? ~ ~What's she holding behind her ?~Listening to the loud murmurs, she felt the urge to burst into laughter which she kept forcing herself to suppress. She looked around the bright hall as she stepped inside and nothing filled her eyes but disdain. The elegant fragrance
( Still three weeks ago ~ On Earth) " Should I just die? Kill myself? Or Run far away where no one could ever find me?" Scarlett sighed as she asked herself while staring out of the window of her room, which is now a reflection of her feelings and mood. Her face dropped gloomily, her empty eyes watching everyone in a high mood as always, laughing and playing around, smiling and giggling like the whole world evolves around them while she's stuck in the shell of loneliness and scars. Her fingers clasped together like in search of a hopeless companion with her nose exhaling a continuous weary sigh. The faces that smiled at each other were the same faces that bullied her countless times, called her names, and trampled on her because she was the shadow of the entire pack. " Are you thinking of committing suicide again?". The voice interrupted her thought with a startle. She looked back and chuckled at seeing her best friend standing by the doorstep with her funny, angry face o
" what are they doing here?", Scarlett asked turning back at Elora, " They...", " What do you mean what are we doing here? Of course, to go along with you to Alpha Damien's mansion." Karine cut Lora's short, chewing her gum loudly l. Scarlett's breath trembled as she clenched her fist before raising her head to look at Elora, " Do you bring them here?" she asked, " They said they want to come along", " With whose permission?", " Scarlett..", " Stop! I don't need anyone to follow me, I'm good on my own", she said and turned to leave, " You sure you're good? I mean, I guess you might need someone to console you when he brutally rejects you". Cynthia chuckled forcing back a laughter. " Karine!", Elora called angrily. " Thanks for your gesture but I don't need you", she said before storming out of the room. " Scarlett! Scarlett!!," Elora called after her but she left without looking back, hopping into the waiting car that drove off the moment she got in. " Seriously Karine?"
" The rejection of course", " Who said I'm rejecting you?". Like the whole time stopped Scarlett felt her blood stop flowing too out of shock. " Eh?" her widened eyes and agape mouth let out. Damien gave her a smile that was so charming and soothing, " I'm not rejecting you as my mate, Scarlett; my purpose for calling this meeting is for us to meet and get to know each other, not to reject you". Scarlett eyes were still wide open, it felt like a dream, and she nearly forgot how to breathe. " Are you..serious? You're not..rejecting me?", " No", he chuckled, " why would I reject you, you're such a beautiful lady", "I.I. I can't offer anything", she let out in confusion. He smirked, " really? I don't think so", " I'm serious, I can't even turn into a wolf I'm all pack's shadow", " Not to me. And don't worry about not being able to transform. I'm an alpha, I'll protect you", he said and they both got lost in each other's stare. He stood up and went to sit right b
Elora twisted the knob of the door open, stepping into the bright sitting room. The slamming sound of the door closing alerted her mother of the arrival of someone in the room. " I'm home" " she announced, collapsing on the couch, tilting her head to the back, and staring at the Chandelier that hung over at the center of the room. Confirming it was her daughter, " You're back, how was your day dear?", She asked strolling out of the kitchen corner," It was nice," Elora replied, getting warm up with the coolness and warmness of the room, unlike where she was coming from," and your,s, Mum?"." It was good, business was fine", Mrs. Dora said emerging into the sitting room and joining Elora on the couch." I thought you were going with Scarlett to see the alpha until I saw your message that you're at Jordan's party instead"," Yeah.."," What happened? Why didn't you follow her?"," She told me she wants to go alone"," Just like that? Did you guys fight?"," Not at all. Just some this-
The wedding preparations buzzed with a joyful energy that filled every corner of the house. Scarlett wasn't expecting the day to be that bright, all thanks to her friend, Elora, who was moving from one corner to another, making sure everything was perfect and in order. The floral scent of freshly delivered bouquets wafted through the air, mingling with the faint aroma of coffee brewing in the kitchen and a symphony of chaos and excitement. Dresses hung like ethereal clouds on wardrobe doors, while trays of makeup and hairpins sprawled across the countertops, ready to work their transformative magic.While getting things ready, Elora's gaze fell on the bride, seated on a high-backed chair in her ivory lace gown, which draped carefully across her lap with the stylist behind her. Elora dropped the veil in her hand and walked up to her; she smiled and bent to her level, holding her hand and whispering words of calm. Elora, dressed in a simple yet elegant bridesmaid dress, she exudes a qu
Scarlett's feet trembled as she walked down the stairs, her heart felt so heavy with aches that's suffocating. The light of her hope was extinguished within a second. Her body wanted to burst into laughter and screams." Why? Why? Why me?", she was still asking herself when she bumped into someone at the end of the stairs. She looked up with her teary eyes to see the blonde lady, Moraine." Good evening," she greeted with nothing but emptiness in her voice and then made walk away, but Moraine pulled her back roughly with her hair.Familiar with the situation and pain, Moraine was pulling her hair while her two friends stood behind her. The situation reminded her of Karine and her friends.She gasped at the irony, but Moraine pulled her hair harder, and this time it hurt her, and she yelped in pain." Who do you think you are, strolling in here like a goddess, and stealing my friend's man, you've got no fear"," Ah! Please let go", she cried grabbing Moraine's hand as she pulled her ha
Larsen was heading toward the study room when he got information about him having a guest, which made him change his direction and head toward the sitting room instead." The devil himself," Kesler praised as he watched him ascend the stairs.Larsen scoffed.Feeling his aura that's so intimidating, his charm, and the way he carries himself is something Kesler envied so much about him. Larsen's handsomeness is unlike any wolf he's ever come across; his features and personality are likewise unlike anyone except for Harper, the man who controls hell, but even he doesn't have the kind of aura Larsen carries around with him.Harper is manipulative and cunny, but Larsen is smart and intelligent; their difference is huge, but anyone can easily assume Larsen to be the Alpha of all Alphas. That's how powerful and intimidating he is." To whom do I owe this visit," Larsen's deep voice nearly gave him the chills " Hasn't it been a long time? The last competition we had was the last time we saw
Magnus swallowed nervously, afraid Larsen had caught him. A minute ago, his heart was racing out of excitement and curiosity that he has a mate and she's close but now it's racing out of anxiety." What are you doing?" Larsen asked as he stood beside him, looking below at the slaves that had begun to disperse. His eyes searched around for Elora and soon caught her wrapping her arms around a pink-haired slave." I was carrying out your order," Magnus replied trying to sound as normal as possible.Larsen, whose attention was now on Elora, nodded his head without noticing the oddity in his tone. He watched them pull away from his other, two more slaves joining them, and his eyes caught something surprising. Her smile. She was smiling.He placed his hand on the balcony rail, looking closely in shock, and for the first time, assured that he wasn't dreaming or hallucinating; she was indeed smiling. Grinning ear to ear at the pink-haired lady who was laughing.How beautiful her smile was mad
His dancing finger with pen halted over the files on the table, his gaze fixed on the white paper, but his lost eyes couldn't take out a word like he was in a daze with his pink lips slightly parted.His thoughts were no longer on the important document before him; his mind had wandered off, and he couldn't fight it the moment it landed on the image of her eyes that flashed across his mind.He remembered that day, the first day she stood before him seething, her strength, her defiance, her laughter that screams pain. His heart feels cold in a strange way remembering it; he couldn't sentence her; the urge to watch over her, the feeling to hide her away from the eyes of all that wants her dead washed over him, and ever since, he knew she was a trouble, a trouble he had to avoid.Her outbursts, her cries, her words that were always laced with either hatred or pain, he couldn't shake it off his mind, but when he remembered her anger, her funny face when swearing at him, he had no idea whe
Larsen gasped when he was bumped into; frown slowly crept onto his handsome face looking at his stained shirt, but when he looked at who bumped into him, his eyes softened. His lips parted as his eyes bored into hers before looking at her face as a whole, and he bit his inner lips hard to restrain himself from bursting into laughter. The urge to burst into laughter was something he hadn't had for years, but looking at her funny and weird face and her whole mouth covered in sauce.He looked at her hands and exhaled in disbelief, they were both full of meat." What are you doing? Elora."This was the first time he had ever called her by her name, and it made her heart skip so hard.'OMG! I've been caught, will this put Isha in trouble? Oh no! I'd just lie that I stole it,' she said in her mind dropping her gaze nervously." Um. I ..I..," she stuttered but he cut her short by suddenly pulling her out of the way and out of the guard's sight, shielding her petite body with his.He remaine
By the time Elora dragged the not fully-dried bed back inside her cell, it was dusk already. Her body shivered from the cold cloth she wore; it wasn't fully dried before the sunset. Her body aches from exhaustion, and her eyes inches with cravings for deep sleep.She looked at the bed exhaustedly and swallowed down some saliva, which made her realize how dry her throat was." You can't sleep here tonight, the bed is wet and your body is cold,"" Where else would I sleep?" she asked yawning," You're already shivering, sleeping here would only give you a fiver," Naya said worriedly, " Someone would think you care with the way you're talking,"" That's because I do,"" I hope you don't expect me to trust that."Lack of trust is what Naya has gotten accustomed to since she got trapped in her body, and ever since she got to know the reason behind her hostility, her lack of trust was justifiable. Getting Elora to trust her is the hardest task she's ever had as it seems impossible." You'r
Noely hid behind a tree, watching the slaves who were some feet away. She clenched and unclenched her fist, waiting for the perfect time to approach the lady who seemed to be the boss. The slaves from the other division were of rank; the slaves who got to serve the Alphas up close had a higher rank than the other slaves from the other division. Among the slaves that serve the Alphas, one of them, a pretty she-wolf with black wavy hair, is the boss of the division as she is Elia's favorite.Noely watched as other slaves massaged her body, trying to please her so that she could help them rank up and also get to serve in the mansion. Unable to wait any longer, she approached them." Hi," she greeted and all eyes turned to her.Pweety, the boss getting her body massaged looked up at her with a questioning stare. Looking at her closer, Noely understood why she was Elia's favorite slave; she was indeed a beauty with blue ocean eyes; her jaw and pointed nose made her beauty exceptional. Her
Like wildfire, the news of the Obsidian Wraith clan being under attack spread throughout the whole clan in no time, immediately becoming the news and talk of the city. It became a noisy day, every clan, and every influential individual was in groups, on calls about the sudden attack on the Wraith pack, and their perception of it, all were convinced that the attacker was the Bloodfang Howl clan, some hesitating to take the declaration as a war and choose a side for their benefit while some decided to lay low and observe more.Alpha Larsen and Alpha Harper are two predators and devils; what the two are thinking can never be predictable, and reacting or choosing a side so early could put a target on them.Amidst the noisy day is a family in bereavement, their wails echoed within their walls as the corpse of their son was presented to them. The cause of death is said to be from the attack. Mathew's mother wailed and screamed as they took the dead body inside the house; her anguish was unp
" What do you mean by they'll come to us by themselves?" Magnus asked as he followed Larsen to his room, closing the door behind him as he entered.Without wasting any more seconds, Larsen began to unbutton his shirt." Just sit and wait,"" I trust whatever decision you make, but we'd have to announce his death to his family today, if not the slave as the killer; I should at least know every detail of these coming enemies, and how are you so sure they're coming?"Larsen took off his shirt and his belt before turning to him." They have some unfinished business and I'm certain they'd come for it,"" What business?"" The attack which was a distraction present two reasons, one which is to create a misunderstanding by making us collide with the Howl clan, that's their way of taking two enemies out of the line,"" Dumb pack, and the other reason?"" They wanted someone from my pack, they attempted to kidnap the slave,"" The same slave you arrived with?"" Yes."Magnus scoffed in confusi
Their rushing steps echoed through the corridor before the pack warriors appeared before Magnus panting heavily." How's it?"" He's nowhere; we've searched everywhere."Magnus furrowed his brow, it was noon already, and there was still no trace of Larsen anywhere; his cell phone was found on the floor in the forest. Magnus believed he hadn't gone missing, neither was he worried that something bad had happened to him, but yet his mind was unsettled, filled with curiosity and concerns." Where is he? This is so unlike him," he whispered.Another guard rushed inside the sitting room just then and bowed slightly before him." Sir Magnus," he called," How's it?"" Mathew, the guest, died last night due to the deep cut from the silver knife and excess bleeding,"" Fuck!," Magnus cursed but he was immediately not worried, " and the slave that did it, she needs to die immediately before we spread the news of his death,"" I'll do the killing myself," the voice of Elia halted their speeches