Chapter NineRhea had been in the house all day. Even though it had everything she needed, the routine was monotonous—wake up, eat, sleep, watch TV, repeat. She had grown restless, so to break the cycle, she decided to explore the house a little. Wandering through the halls, she stumbled upon a mini-library. The room was lined with shelves filled with books—romance, thrillers, even historical fiction. She was surprised. Kieran doesn’t seem like the type to read romance novels... so why are they here? she wondered. But she wasn’t about to complain. At least she had something to keep her occupied. She grabbed three books and made herself comfortable in the living area, sitting on the floor with snacks and a bottle of water beside her. She immersed herself in the stories, flipping page after page until, without realizing it, exhaustion crept up on her. She was halfway through the third book when sleep overtook her, her head resting against the hardcover propped on the center table.
Chapter TenKael decided to visit Kieran’s house, not just for their business meeting but also to discuss matters concerning their pack. He knew Kieran wouldn't like being disturbed, but this was important. While Kieran went upstairs, Kael made himself comfortable in the living room, turning on the television. He flipped through the channels, settling on a news broadcast when he heard footsteps approaching. Rhea walked in, dressed in a simple yet elegant outfit. Her silver eyes held a hint of curiosity and hesitation. “Good evening,” she greeted politely, her voice soft but clear. Kael turned to her and smiled. “Good evening, Rhea. Why don’t you join me?” She hesitated for a moment before sitting down on the couch, though she kept a noticeable distance from him. “You don’t have to be so tense. I’m just a friend,” Kael assured her with a friendly chuckle. Rhea gave a small nod, relaxing just a little. “How’s it been, staying with Kieran?” he asked, tilting his head slig
Chapter eleven.Today Kieran and Kael were going to the pack for something urgent. It was past seven and they were already dressed. "we'll be heading out for some time, we might not be back today so the house is all yours, you have everything you need and also here." Kael gave her a box, it was a box of an iPhone. Rhea took it from him, she knew it was a smart phone but the expensive one. "For communication and also, a girl will be here to help you with things you need and also your new job, okay." Kael said and Rhea nodded. "Good, we'll get going, give us a call if you need anything or just ask Anna." Kael said. "Okay, thank you." Rhea said with a smile, both men walked out of the house, Rhea went to sit down to unbox her phone, the phone was pretty and also in pink, Rhea smiled, she finally had a phone something to keep her busy. They also mentioned about a girl coming to see her, Rhea wondered who she was, Rhea was kind of excited to meet her, it's been two weeks since she ha
Chapter Twelve After a long day of shopping, Anna and Rhea returned home with their hands full of shopping bags. The two women laughed as they sorted through their purchases, admiring the clothes, shoes, and accessories they had picked out. It had been a fun and refreshing experience, one that Rhea hadn’t had in a long time. After unpacking, they both took nice, warm showers and changed into comfortable loungewear. The day had been exhausting, but it had also helped Rhea feel a little more normal. She wasn’t just a girl hiding in Kieran’s house anymore—she was starting to experience life again. Feeling a bit hungry, Rhea decided to prepare something for them to eat. She moved gracefully around the kitchen, her hands skilled as she chopped vegetables and seasoned the dish to perfection. The delicious aroma filled the house, making Anna’s stomach growl in anticipation. As soon as Rhea served the meal, Anna took a bite and let out a satisfied moan. “Mmm, this is amazing! You cook
Chapter Thirteen"What did you just say?" Kieran asked, his voice sharp and dangerous, the weight of his father’s words not fully settling in. "You heard me," Daren replied, his tone firm and unwavering. "I'm doing what’s best for this pack, and sooner or later, you'll come to accept it." "I am not getting married to her," Kieran stated flatly, his jaw tightening. "Do you think you can simply refuse?" Daren scoffed. "The Elders have already decided, and their decision is final. You will marry Diana because it is what’s best for the pack." Kieran let out a low, humorless chuckle, shaking his head. "I am the Alpha of this pack, not the Elders. I make the rules—they follow them. And right now, I am telling you that I am not marrying her. Unless you want her to live in misery and pain, then by all means, be my guest." His voice was eerily calm, yet filled with an underlying danger. The room’s atmosphere shifted instantly. A chilling aura radiated from him, making the servants st
Chapter FourteenSunday, 8:00 AMKieran was already dressed, his usual dark attire exuding authority and confidence. The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting long shadows in his room. The servants had just finished tidying up, making sure everything was in place before stepping out silently. A young maid knocked lightly before entering. She bowed her head respectfully. "Alpha, your presence is needed in the dining hall," she informed him in a soft voice before quickly exiting the room. Kieran ran a hand through his thick, dark hair before turning to Kael, who was stretching lazily on the couch. "Let’s get this over with," Kieran muttered as he strode out of the room. Kael followed with a grin. "Come on, at least pretend to be happy to see them." The two walked down the long corridors of the packhouse, the servants bowing as they passed. Upon reaching the dining hall, the scent of freshly prepared food filled the air. The table was adorned with an array of
Chapter FifteenSunday MorningAnna and Rhea had already woken up and finished their breakfast. Shortly after, Anna excused herself to make a phone call with Kael. Once she was done, she returned to Rhea and began teaching her everything she needed to know about being a personal assistant. "As you know, Kieran is a bit..." Anna paused, searching for the right words to describe him. "Cold and scary," Rhea interjected, finishing her sentence for her. Anna chuckled. "You could say that. But more than anything, he's a perfectionist. He likes things to be flawless. He hates lateness, dirt, incompetence, sluggishness... In summary, he despises anyone who isn't fit for the job." Rhea gulped. She had no idea what she was signing up for. "Don't be scared," Anna reassured her with a gentle smile. "I'm here for you. I'll teach you everything, and by tomorrow, he'll be glad to have you as his assistant." That didn't sound reassuring at all. "First, let's go over the basic duties of
Chapter SixteenKieran and Kael had finished their work in the Golden Pack. With all tasks completed, they packed their belongings, preparing to leave early the next morning. After dinner, Kieran decided to take a walk around the garden. The night air was cool, and the garden, with its peaceful surroundings, provided a rare moment of solitude. It was one of the few places where he could clear his mind. He sighed, his chest tightening with frustration. Even if no one else could feel it, his wolf was becoming restless, uncontrollable. The animal inside him clawed at his consciousness, threatening to break free. He knew that if he didn’t find a solution soon, he would lose himself completely. The thought unsettled him. He had considered taking a mate, even if only to ease his wolf’s turmoil. But no matter how many women he came across, his wolf rejected them all. Not one stirred his instincts or quieted the madness growing inside him. It made him wonder—why had the Moon Goddess g
Chapter Thirty-FourRhea and Anna got smoothies, and after that, they returned home. Rhea walked into the house with the books in her hand. She took off her jacket, placed both the books and her jacket on the couch, and headed straight to the kitchen.She washed her hands and grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator before making her way back to the living room. She sat down on the couch, took a sip, and began flipping through one of the books.As she read, she noticed something peculiar. None of the books clearly specified who had attacked the white witches. The identity of the attackers remained unknown, even after the fall of Sylvaria. It also wasn’t stated whether Queen Madora’s daughter had survived or perished in the attack. That detail was completely omitted—as if her very existence was a mystery they were trying to erase.Rhea frowned, frustrated. So many gaps. She had a million questions, but none of the books gave her any answers. Just when she was beginning to get lo
Chapter Thirty-Three: They opened to the section of the book that discussed witches. As expected, there were different classifications—Black witches, White witches, and a few lesser-known subgroups. Rhea and Anna settled on the floor more comfortably, flipping carefully through the fragile, yellowed pages, trying not to damage the brittle paper.The first section was boldly titled:Black Witches'Centuries ago, Black witches and White witches lived together in peace and harmony. They were equals in power, bound by shared knowledge and mutual respect. For a time, all was well. But eventually, the Black witches desired more—they sought a power that would set them apart, a force darker and older than anything known to the magical world.''Despite the warnings of the elders, the Black witches delved into forbidden magic—ancient, chaotic power hidden away for a reason. This dark force was said to whisper wickedness into the minds of those who summoned it, corrupting their hearts, twisting
Chapter Thirty-Two:Golden PackIn a quiet neighborhood of the Golden Pack, a woman returned home from the market. Her arms were full, holding a bag of groceries packed with fruits, vegetables, and a few household items. The late morning sun cast long shadows as she walked toward her modest house, her mind already preoccupied with what to cook for lunch.“I’m home!” she called as she stepped into the house, kicking the door shut behind her.Silence.She frowned slightly. There was usually some sort of response, the sound of her children playing, her husband watching TV or calling out from the kitchen. But now, nothing."Hmm… maybe they’re outside playing," she murmured, brushing the unease off with a forced smile.She moved quickly, placing the groceries on the kitchen counter. She decided to tidy the house first before preparing lunch. She picked up scattered toys, adjusted the couch cushions, and wiped down the table, trying to shake off the strange chill creeping up her spine. The
Chapter Thirty-OneRhea shot up from her bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she gasped for breath. Her body was drenched in sweat, and her eyes were wide with fear as if she had seen a ghost. Her hands trembled as they clutched the sheets, her heart pounding in her ears. The pain in her head still lingered, sharp and unforgiving, like the last sting of a nightmare refusing to leave her alone.She looked around, slowly realizing that she was back in her room. The familiar surroundings brought little comfort. The soft hum of the ceiling fan, the glow of the moonlight through her window, the half-empty bottle of water on her nightstand—it was all the same. And yet… everything felt different.“What was that?” Rhea whispered to herself, brushing damp strands of hair from her forehead.It had been a long time since she’d had a dream like that—if she could even call it a dream. No… it felt real. Too vivid, too intense, too terrifying to be just a figment of her imagination. The dea
Chapter Thirty: Rhea did exactly as she was told. After taking a warm bath, she gently reapplied the cream on her bruises. It soothed her irritated skin and made her feel less itchy and uncomfortable. The pain she had endured was slowly dulling, replaced by a growing sense of calm. She slipped into a light, oversized mini dress that hung loosely over her figure, and tied her hair into a ponytail.Once dressed, she walked into the living room and sat down to eat the food Aaron had brought from the restaurant earlier. The meal, though simple, tasted better than anything she had eaten in days. It brought a warmth to her stomach that momentarily silenced the lingering unease in her chest.After she finished eating, Rhea returned to her room, her body aching with exhaustion. It had been an emotionally and physically draining day. As soon as her head hit the pillow, her eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted into a deep sleep.But her slumber was far from peaceful.Rhea’s eyes fluttered open.
Chapter Twenty-NineA woman walked into a tall, isolated building nestled deep in a forest. The trees outside were lifeless, their twisted branches like claws reaching toward the gray sky. The air felt stiff, dead, even. This was not a place where life thrived. It was a place of shadows, of silence, of wicked intentions and unholy chaos.She wore a long hooded cloak that concealed her face and form, the fabric whispering across the cold marble floor as she entered a large, dimly lit café-like room within the building. Her heels clicked softly, echoing in the stillness. She paused in the center of the room."Do you always have to hide in the dark?" she asked with a teasing smile as she flipped on the light switch.The soft yellow glow revealed a man seated comfortably on a black velvet sofa, a glass of red wine in hand. His legs were crossed, one arm slung lazily over the back of the sofa. His dark eyes sparkled with amusement as he turned to face her."How was your tour of the outside
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Rhea looked down at the elegant table setting. In the middle stood a small glass vase holding a single flower. Its petals were soft pink, and she assumed they were roses. The scent was light but pleasant, wafting subtly through the air. She leaned forward to take a nice whiff, smiling to herself—until she suddenly felt the tickle of a sneeze.She turned away quickly and let out a soft “achoo,” trying to keep it as discreet as possible. She rubbed her nose lightly, hoping it would end there, but the tickling sensation returned, stronger this time. Her eyes began to water slightly, and she blinked rapidly to stop the tears from spilling. Her body began to feel hot, uncomfortable, and itchy in certain spots.Trying to remain composed, Rhea focused on calming her breathing just as the waiter arrived with their order.“Please enjoy,” the waiter said, placing the food in front of them with a warm smile. “If there’s any issue, you can ring the little bell on the table.
Chapter Twenty-Seven:The whole day went by in a blur. Not once did Kieran call Rhea for anything, and the silence that blanketed the entire office felt heavier than usual. Everything was so quiet, and eventually, Rhea found herself growing bored and restless. She laid her head down on her desk for just a moment, hoping a short rest would help pass the time. But before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.She woke up with a jolt at exactly 5:00 p.m. Sharp.Yawning softly, she stretched to shake off the remaining sleepiness. With quick hands, she began arranging her desk, smoothing out papers and shutting down her computer. The silence still lingered, which made her assume that most employees had already gone home for the day.Deciding to check in with Kieran before leaving, she walked up to his office. Just as she raised her hand to knock, the door opened unexpectedly. She stepped back in surprise, eyes widening slightly.“I’m sorry. I was just about to knock,” Rhea said quickly.Kiera
Chapter Twenty Six"It's not your fault. Ethan has always been like that. I didn't expect him to do something this bizarre. Are you sure you're okay?" Kael asked again, concern evident in his tone. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be in my office," Rhea said, giving him a small nod before turning to leave. She wasn’t fine at all. Kael watched her go before turning back to the employees, who were still whispering among themselves. "Alright, let's get back to work. Sorry for the inconvenience." The workers nodded, some still shaken by what they had just witnessed. Kael let out a sigh before heading straight to Kieran’s office. The moment he stepped inside, Kieran raised his head to acknowledge his presence. "Find me a replacement for Ethan," Kieran said simply, his voice devoid of any emotion. "I figured you'd say that," Kael replied, leaning against the desk. "But what about his father? You know how he is. He’s not going to take this lightly. The injuries alone will make him furious."