“Sit down dear,” Hilda gestured after leading Sandy into her small living room. It turned out that Sandy’s words did a thing on her, for if it were for any other reason, Hilda would have never been willing to reveal anything.“I may not have much in my house that’s befitting for royalty like yourself, but perhaps… can I offer you something, coffee maybe?”Sandy shook her head politely, not because she didn’t like the offer, but because she was more eager to begin the conversation. “Thank you, Hilda, but to be sincere, the best thing you could offer me at this moment is the truth I came here for. Time is far spent and I don’t want my brother to begin to search for me.”Hilda nodded, sitting in front of her, “I understand perfectly dear. I’ll start telling you right away. First, I want to say that I’m sorry for the way I behaved earlier…”“No, it’s okay… I understand that you were put in a difficult position, the same position that Conor was in before he died; it made him so scared to s
It was the middle of a stormy night. The sound of thunder and rain falling overshadowed any possible sounds one could make out in the packhouse. Camila’s room was far away, but still, due to her enhanced senses, Miranda could still hear the cries. These cries had woken her up, and made her leave the arms of her lover in search of the little girl.“Camila?” She called her name upon stepping into her room, but Camila was nowhere to be seen on her bed. Instead, the cries came from inside the closet at the far end.“Camila?” Miranda called again, opening the closet door to see little Camila sobbing in her nightgown on the closet ground.She crouched down until she was the same level with her, “what’s wrong, Camila? Why are you crying?”Camila didn’t respond; only placed her head on her knees, more sobs escaping her mouth.Miranda carried her in her arms out of the closet, and then sat on the bed, caressing and comforting the little girl.*sobs*“Shh… it’s okay now… the bad storm won’t hur
Miranda jolted screaming from her bed. Sweating profusely, her heart pounding. Something wasn’t right… Something terrible had happened. What was it again???The dream!Camila…! Damian…!Damian was right beside her; he was still asleep. They were both in their chambers, it was like nothing hadShe jumped down from her bed in a haste and went in search of Camila in her room.“Camila? Camila!!!”Just like she’d expected… or rather, feared. Camila wasn’t there.“Camila?”She searched frantically everywhere for the cub, in and out of her room. Camila was nowhere to be seen.“What is it?” Damian asked as he walked in, seeing her panicked state.“Camila is missing…”How is that possible? The packhouse gates are well guarded and there’s no way a young cub could just make her way out.“Damian… I’m not sure she was just a young cub….”He raised his brow, “what? What are you talking about?”“Do you… do you remember anything that happened last night? Anything at all???”Damian shook his head, “no
“Walden!! Walden!!!! Please… open up the door!!!”No response. Sandy knew her brother well, and it’s not because he didn’t hear her knocking, but because he hated to be disturbed so early in the morning. What could she do? She didn’t have a choice but to keep trying.“Walden, please. Open this door. It’s an urgent matter…” but wait, Sandy then thought of the next thing to say to get his attention. “Walden… you have to let me in. Miranda’s life is in danger!!!”Following her statement, she began to hear the sound of footsteps coming from inside. Then the door opened.“This better be good, Sandy.”Sighs, “thank you for opening the door. You don’t know how fast I had to run back here just to tell you this…” “Tell me what?” “Samara is a snake, Walden. She is not only evil, but she’s also an accomplice to King Rakur.”He stared at her as if she’d hit her head on a wall or something… what sort of crazy talk was this so early in the morning?Walden. I know it sounds hard to believe, but I
Sandy never believed this; her own brother whom she’d grown to love and respect, who had been her strength and protection ever since their father died; her own brother was now turning against her, and this was all Samara’s doing. Samara who happens to be the enemy, not her. How blind her brother must be, and how she hated Samara now, more than ever.Walden’s hand still shook from the slap, he’d never done something like that before, nor did he didn’t mean for things to go that way, but then Sandy had better learn to start controlling her tongue whenever she was around him.“Samara… I’m sorry you had to see that, please don’t mind Sandy. You may return to your room now.”Samara nodded her head, “I understand… I forgive Sandy for her accusation. I understand how it feels to lose someone you truly love and care about. That was the case for her and Conor, and it was also the case for me and my father…”She then took slow steps towards Sandy, placing both her hands on her shoulders. Sandy
The sly cub is a mystical creature, I’d read about how they were used by evil sorcerers in the past to deceive their enemies and take advantage of their trust to defeat them. They’d been extinct for over a century and I myself have never encountered one, that is until this very moment.“So, if they’d gone extinct, how was Rakur able to get his hands on an egg?”“I don’t know, but this time around, we’ve seen that Rakur means business in getting what he wants. He must have expended the services of a very powerful sorcerer.”The entire court went back into panic upon hearing his words.“This is bad.”“The stone is gone. It means we’re doomed!”Miranda knew all that Simba said was true, because she too, had heard of the sly cub in the past, now she regrets why she never paid plenty much attention to the words of the book.The sly cub dwells on the charge of its master. It feeds on trust, and the more trust you give it, the stronger it becomes over you. Once you let your guard down, the s
The battle had begun, and according to reports from the gates, the rogues forced their way in, and had begun killing any silver soldiers standing in their way.“There’s no way we’ll outnumber them, is there, Renard?” Damian sighed frustratedly.“Unfortunately, no sire. I warned about sending majority of our troops out, now the stone we could have relied on for protection is gone as well.”“Arrghhhh!!!” He cursed, picking an antique vase from the stool and smashing it on the ground.“It won’t take long before they break into the court to finish what they started. I don’t think we can ever recover from this, sire.”Renard’s words weren’t helping, and Damian had never been in this position before. In all his years of ruling, he’d never been placed in such a difficult state, his mind was shut out and for the first time ever, he didn’t know what to do.“Damian…”He heard her voice, felt her hand touching him. Miranda.He’s so angry at her right now, but then… she seems to make up for it al
Then he called the name, that name that sent shivers up Miranda’s spine.“Camila dear, come to me now with the gift you have for me.”Surprise bewildered everyone as Camila stepped out the packhouse then. Renard was right; she had not stepped out of the border at all, even being in possession of the stone. This was so because Camila had used a camouflage, waiting until the time she was called by her master; the one who sent her here.What was even more shocking was that the little number of silver troops saw the cub pass them by with the big glowing stone in her hand, yet none could come near her, none could stop her from passing to give the stone to Rakur, as they could still feel the impact of her powers freezing them all where they stood.Even the powerful alpha couple that stood at the forefront of the battle could not stop her.Miranda saw Camila’s face then, never believing that such a young child could harness evil in her heart, but then when Camila turned, Miranda saw somethin
Walden never expected to feel so much calm and peace in his heart after visiting Conor’s grave. He knew he’d done the right thing by facing the last of his fears to visit the night shadow cemetery, and now he’s glad he did.He returned to the packhouse that afternoon to see how things were going, as he’d been absent for the last two days, things hadn’t changed pretty much as all of his followers had done well to keep the activities together while he was with his love, Maggie. Which reminds him…He took a stroll through the pack house halls to the royal chambers, and then to the big bedroom he’d placed her in, not too far from his own.“How is my love doing?” He asked as he met her in the room. She was still folding up the last of her belongings, out of the luggage and into the bedroom drawers.“Where did you go? You suddenly disappeared right after breakfast,” she stated after their brief kiss. “I had some urgent matters to take care of. I’m sorry I didn’t let you know before I went
***TWO DAYS LATER***Maggie and her daughter had moved back into the packhouse today. This was after Walden had spent the last two days with them, as they’d made so many memories similar to the way a normal family would. Maggie would forever keep those moments in her heart, as she prayed that they would last forever.Things were just beginning to take a new turn for Walden, and there was still so much that would go on with his new lover, he intended to take things to a new level with her, but before he did anything, he’d decided in his heart to settle the past first, even though he now had his life back, there was still something he needed to do.He didn’t tell anyone what he was doing prior to coming here, maybe it’s because he needed to do this freely, or for whatever reason, but before he starts his new future, he wants to make things right.He’d reached his destination after taking a stroll through the woods, he’d gathered different flowers, as he’d had a hard time deciding which
Maggie grinned as she buried her fingers in his hair, and kissed him back hungrily. She held him fast, her lips sucking on his, fingers digging into his scalp, mound gyrating feverishly against his rock-hard cock. All rational thought escaped him. He immersed himself in the delight of Maggie’s curves.Her hands moved down his back to tug at his shirt impatiently. When her hands slipped between their bodies and unfastened his pants. Both hands thrust into his open fly and pulled his cock free. She stroked him up and down vigorously between her palms, her fingertips dancing against his flesh. Jesus, he liked it rough like that. His breath caught in the back of his throat.Her fingers tangled in the moist hair at his nape, and she exulted in the knowledge that she had done this to him.‘Kiss me,’ she said, discovering confidence in herself she’d never known before. She reached up to him, finding his breathless mouth with hers, and with another muffled oath he cradled her face between his
*I love you.It’s been a long time since he heard those words from anybody’s mouth. Maggie loved him. Why then did he leave her so angrily? Why was he even so mad at her? Was he mad that she’d denied him the chance of knowing the truth for so long, or was he just mad at himself for thinking he might hurt her later? That he didn’t deserve her, the same way she’d thought she wasn’t worthy of being with him?He spent the rest of the day at his bedroom window, cancelling all of his activities as he’d missed the morning rounds. He needed time and space to think clearly, as his mind is going through a whole lot right now.So much time passed that Walden didn’t even know how long he spent in his thoughts. It was already nighttime and he is still by his window. He then felt a loud growl in his stomach, remembering that he hasn’t had anything to eat throughout the day, but he didn’t let that bother him, as food is the least of his problems now.He doesn’t know if the ghost will come or not, bu
It was already late in the afternoon when Walden woke up the next day. He feels different this time around, and this is because he slept like a baby the previous night. Surprisingly, he had slept all through the night, and through the morning, after having passionate sex with this woman he seemed to want so much of.His eyes were still closed when his hand searched, reaching through the sheets surrounding him, and then he noticed she wasn’t there. He opened his eyes then to the sound of her voice coming from the door.“Good afternoon, sire.”“Maggie?”He saw that she was fully dressed and holding a tray of food in her hands. She’d let him sleep as she went to the kitchen to prepare some food for him, thinking he’d need it after draining so much energy last night, but that seemed to be the least of his problems.“Come.” He reached out his arms to her as he sat up on the queen size bed. After dropping the tray on the table, she went into his embrace. Not a word was said as they both rem
“Then why am I still having these nightmares?” He growled. His expression was frightening, she’d never seen him like this before, at least not towards her. “I don't know. The spirit was not supposed to return. The nightmares were not supposed to return!” “Do you know how it feels each night for me? Do you know that for the last six months, I have not slept like a normal man?!!! Do you know how it feels thinking that you are finally liberated from something after all your efforts to get rid of it, only for it to come back at you, like it never even left?”“Walden, please calm down. I would never lie to you, especially not after how much you've helped me. I would never deceive you. That spirit is gone. I don't know what it is you saw again, but I assure you there's no way it could have come back.”He suddenly let out a sarcastic laugh which surprised her. “So now, you’re insinuating that I'm crazy. I don't know what it is I saw?”“You are not crazy, Walden. You are only an alpha ki
"You’re… Sending us away?” The tone of her voice said it all as she didn’t hide anything. She didn’t hide the disappointment she felt, and Walden didn’t miss it at all. "No. Of course not. I’d never do that. You and Emily are always welcome at the night shadow packhouse at any time. I only did this because I thought you probably needed your privacy. I thought that’s why you left the first time…" She didn’t answer, only kept staring down at the keys in her hand. "Tell me, is there something wrong?” He asked. “You know, you don’t have to stay here if you don’t want to.” "No.” She suddenly looked up, smiling as she hid her previous expression. “I’m sorry. I love it. I was just surprised, that’s all."Walden didn’t seem to be fooled by that answer, “are you sure? You don’t have to pretend. I won’t take offence if you choose to remain in the packhouse instead."She shook her head, “no. Of course, we need our privacy like you said. Thank you so much for everything, alpha Walden. We’ll b
“Conor!” Sandy gasped, seeing the spirit standing right in front of her, almost like it was in the flesh, how she missed him! She’d missed him so much and she doesn’t know how to let go at this time. Good, Maggie thought. Sandy did a good job summoning the spirit as it came out on time, she kept on spreading the fumes as she signaled to the spirit seeker who was outside the square to hit the Goni drum louder, which would open a portal where Sandy would push the spirit into, banishing it forever just like Maggie had told her prior to this. "Now!" The drumming sounds became louder and faster, and Maggie spread the fumes round and round so as to weaken the spirit. Walden stood still on his side of his square as he’d been told, not to move a muscle, not to say anything so that the spirit won’t see him, realize what was happening and disappear. The sage fumes weakened the spirit, and Sandy could see the sadness in his eyes. She felt so much pity for him. This man died in one of the wo
The manner in which Sandy had agreed to come along with them still baffled Walden so much. He could remember how reluctant she was yesterday when they’d spoken. He’d pretty much given up because he thought that Sandy didn’t believe any of his words. But Maggie… What sort of trick did Maggie use on his sister to get her to agree just like that?This was far from what surprised Walden the most, as not only that, but the two women had developed a close relationship in such a short time, you’d have thought that they’d known each other for years with the way they’d conversed throughout the entire trip back home, leaving Walden to watch and stare at them in amazement. Who are you, Maggie? He asked himself many times then.Maggie enjoyed the talks she had with Sandy, as she was in such a good mood, even though tired. Today had been a happy day for the entire siltus packhouse, as they celebrated the arrival of a new born male cub, the Beta’s son in the early hours of the morning. Maggie hardl