His words were quick as I excused myself from the dining room“Alright I’ll take my leave now, do have a goodnight everyone” I bowed slightly as a sign of respect according to the royal law.I followed through the trail as he led, trying to keep up with his pace while looking at his firm back, the little movements and hastiness.We walked past my chambers and he halted right before his door, looking at me with his green eyes which were now more intense than it was, he spoke “Get in and wait for me, I have to give my last orders” His voice was no longer hoarse in a way he sounded in the dining room, it was more subtle now. It showed how he feltWith a nod from me, he opened the doors as I walked inThe dark lit room surrounded by candles and flickers of light, it felt warm like always and I wished I spent those cozy nights here with him all cuddled up like I imagined, but no, I had to be alone with my child, I felt safe most times I'm alone.“Do not let anyone disturb me and make sure
Ralph’s breathing was deep and steady, his hand resting protectively on my waist, as though he could somehow guard me from whatever thoughts filled my mind. Staring at his face, brushing my lips across his jawline in a soft, lingering kiss. My heart pounded against my chest, not from desire this time, but from the weight of what I was about to do. The fear and the doubts echoing in my headWill everything work out fine? What if it doesn’t work?What if I'm caught?I hope the spell works because Ralph has always blocked me out from using my powers on him, but the Keeper had assured me that this is an ancient spell and he will be entrapped. Surely. Gently, I whispered into his ear, sweet words at first that masked the true intent behind my touch. My lips hovered near his neck, the warmth of his skin against mine almost breaking my resolve. But I had to focus. I had to do this for me, for my child.The Keeper’s words from the dream echoed in my mind, a spell that would plunge him into
Somewhere in the forestThis night marked the ninth moon time where the dark circle gathered, the pleading from Uriel had made them aware of her quest for freedom. As the old witches gathered around a stone altar far from the castle gates, deep in the center of a barren woodland. Dark, thick clouds spun darkly in the sky above them, as if nature itself sensed that something strong was brewing. The witches below were cast with lengthy shadows by the gnarled, twisted trees that surrounded the clearing. The branches of the trees reached upwards like thin fingers.All seated in a perfect circle, around a fire that burned with unnatural, violet flames. Each witch’s face was hidden beneath a deep hood, only their glowing eyes visible in the flickering light. Their appearances are different, some old and wrinkled, with skin like parchment, others younger, but equally as unsettling, their eyes carrying the weight of centuries. It is a time of waiting, it is a time of patience, the next moon
I had stood up from where I knelt, the air was thick as I slipped quietly into the path the stones created.No one would ever know something like this existed in Ralph’s chamber, or maybe they knew and just didn’t bother telling meThe moment I crossed the threshold, the heavy door behind me sealed itself with a soft thud, leaving me in a world that felt far removed from the castle.The wall before me rumbled softly, shifting just enough to reveal a narrow passageway that stretched into the darkness. I took a deep breath and took a few steps inside, touching my stomach unconsciously.The air was cooler here, thick with the scent of old stone and forgotten power. It looked like a small inner chamber itself, old books littered around, cobwebs cut across every corner in the room, it was old, it was stuffy, I took few more steps and stepped on something rather unusual A skeleton!!Screaming for help, immediately I held back my mouth as I was covered in sweat, fear gripping me as I looked
The loud thud on the huge brazen door of the council chamber woke me up in an instant; I looked up as it paved the way and felt strong hands dragging me through the same chamber I once walked into elegantly; my head was banging.'What’s happening?' I thought to myself as I struggled my way through the huge hands pulling me to the center of the chamber.Drops of blood rolled down from my head to my face. I looked at the ground, and it was 'my blood!!!'Everything flashed back in an instant and the pain on my head sharpened.'This cannot be happening, no!!!!' I screamed inside me, sobbing.I remembered waking up in an unusual room with blood on the bed and a weapon that I had never used before or even seen. It was such a sight that I almost threw up until the door was unlocked, two strong guards barged in, that was a great offense to enter a room without permission, and this was Lowell’s room, they had to be punished for this single act, I was only interrupted when another figure entere
As I was dragged into the pack’s slaughterhouse, in chains and blood, it stretched with old blood, the floor stained with dark crimsons. They kept moving, and I prayed in my heart that maybe a miracle might happen, but nothing stopped the movement; they surged on, big hands dragging my hair and arms; the pain was unbearable. Two guards conversed in a low tone;“If she will be killed in the slaughterhouse, then she will be hanged, surely” “Yes, but the Alpha king didn’t mention such” the second retorted“Well, it’s the rule of the kingdom that whoever is sentenced to death must be hanged” This can’t be true, I didn’t steal or kill anyone to even be hanged, I wish I didn’t wake up today, maybe I should have just died in my sleep in Lowell’s room, it would have been a more peaceful and slow death, the one that I won’t feel much pain as now, I won’t see the ones I thought loved me betray me this way, the stares, the rage, the emotions all in one.I wept more like I never did. I knew I
My mind was alive, but my body couldn’t move; if I had this hope holding on tight to me, then I would have to fight for a second chance. It didn’t feel surreal; I felt my legs move, and then my hand followed. The sea wanted to take me deeper, but I kept struggling. I wasn’t going to give up now. I prayed for a second chance; how many more battles do I have to fight before I am granted my wish? Don’t take me!! No!!“Please grant me a second chance, help me please”!I screamed, or no, my mind did, because I didn’t hear any sound, but my will was stronger than anything holding me down; then there was a spark coming from underneath; I felt every energy from below the surface; it engulfed my body, soul, and mind. I couldn’t keep up with it, but it filled my body with strength, this time different; it wasn’t a natural strength a werewolf could have; it was much deeper, stronger, and heavier.What is happening?The different faces, cries, sobs, screams, laughs, cries, all the emotions a pow
Opening my eyes to the flickers of candles that surrounded the room, everything felt soggy as I pushed myself to sit up on the bed; my head hurt. The room seemed different, more spacious, and adorned with swords and dark furniture, and the bed was big enough to occupy the previous room I was assigned to. Trying to recall how I got here or whose room I was in, panic surged through my veins, and my hands flew to my face; I could still feel the pains slashing across my face, the last sound of his slap on my face. “What kind of mate slaps his Luna on the first day, what kind of a beast is he?” my thoughts ran far and wild as I hurried myself up, just immediately, there was a soft knock... I watched as the door creaked open and a maid stepped in, she looked like the one that had attended to me before, “must be my maid, I need to know whose room this is” My thoughts raced as I watched her approach quietly with a tray on her head, putting it down carefully, almost too perfectly. She stro