I was deep in thought, wondering why Aunt Maya was
really here. But it became clear tonight.I had eavesdropped on her and her dad."Gwen may not be a werewolf; the girl may be human, just like her mother."But I don't want to believe that.""Artemis was a wolf, Dylan!" Aunt Maya cautioned her brother."She was not; I bit her." "She was never born a wolf.""Gwen will be going to wolf camp; they'll train her." He said."I forbid such a thing for Gwen." Aunt Maya had said in her defense.Wolf camp was torture; it was a place even Ava wouldn't wish for me. Weak wolves were trained with the most cruelmethods possible.I took a deep breath and flipped to the other side of the bed.There was a ball tonight at the palace to celebrate the moon goddess.a successful full moon transition festival.There was a gentle knock on my door. "May I come in?""Come in." I said absent-minded.Aunt Maya came in and shut the door gently behind her. She satby my bedside. She was all dressed up for the ball."The king sent a special invitation to your father and his household." Are you notcoming dearest?.""I'm not coming, Aunt Maya.""Your sister Ava is going to become a Luna, the head of her late mom's pack.""She abandoned the family; she abandoned dad." "She's ashamed of being an omega like dad and I." I said."I know you don't.like her, but the transition ball is fun.""You should come watch; you've been turning down the king's invitation." "He invites the family, not just your father." "Spare your dad the trouble of making excuses foryou.""I overheard you and your father."I broke the ice. "He wants to take me to wolf camp." I sobbed.She was silent, and we sat still for minutes."He won't take you anywhere, Gwen, not on my watch."She reassured me.I hugged her, and she hugged me as well."Get ready, Gwen; I'll see you at the ball." She said after she disengaged herself:from my embrace."I'm not coming, aunt."Well, we'll see about that." She smirked.I was all dressed for the ball. Aunt Maya had threatened to allow my father to send meto wolf camp.The castle was magnificent; it had been a while since I last visited the palace.The bright chandelier lights glowed brightly.Everyone conversed with their friends; the girls giggled, whispered, andsnickered as they stole glances at me. They were talking about me, no doubt. My life was miserable in Dycan. The female wolves were envious of my looks. They could never be friends with me.I had no friends; my best friend Evelyn had moved to Lycester when we turned fifteen. She was all I had.I could only see her when I visited Aunt Maya. I had only done that once in ages. The king soon emerged. My heart raced when I saw Derrick walking closely behind him. He wasbreathtaking. I got lost staring at him; his cold, mean eyes met mine. I looked away.immediately.Derrick treated me like a non-existent creature. I had never gotten close to him.except once when he bumped into
Gwen's povI lay on my bed, tears welling up in my eyes. I could still see Ava's jeering face in my head. I had been humiliated badly in front of him and in front of everyone. I wondered if he saw me get humiliated; I was probably going to remain a joke to him.More tears flooded my eyes when I remembered what Brandon did to me. Brandon had been all over me ever since the first day he saw me with my nurse at the town square. He disgusts me a lot. He kept rambling about all the things his family had and how good he was going to make me feel if I gave him a chance to go out with me. I could sense he was a pervert. Several times after he tried to kiss me, I turned him down each time. He had yet to find a mate as well. I could have suggested Ava; they were both perfect for each other.Brandon belonged to the Black Dove" pack; his family were members of the pack, not the alphas.Brandon believed I was his mate, but all I could see in his eyes was pure lust; he was just another horny teenage
I stared at Gwen from where I stood at the transition festival. She was breathtaking. All the other male wolves had their eyes on her. Probably hoping to land her as their mate. I badly wanted to rip them to shreds. She was mine.She was captivating. Too bad she was an omega wolf.My feelings for her grew stronger each day, but she was someone everyone in the pack avoided like the plague. She was nothing like a werewolf, one of the weakest in the kingdom. I was an alpha; we would never be together, no matter how badly I wanted to have her.My pack needed an alpha heir; they won't have me mix with an omega heir. He had led the pack all these years. I was going to be the new alpha soon. Maybe then I will defy all rules and make her mine. I don't care about anyone's opinion. I liked her. Her olive-gold skin was radiant, her eyes were pretty, and her lips were tempting. I had imagined myself in between her thighs, not once, not twice.She didn't shift like the rest when the first full moon
My virginity was gone; I lost it to Brandon. He had defiled me. I felt shattered and broken. I stayed up in my room for days, refusing to come out. I always envisioned sleeping and giving myself to my wolf mate. I pictured him to be as tall and handsome as Derrick was.I was devastated. Things didn't turn out the way I planned; my eyes were swollen. I swore I was going to kill Brandon; he finally got what he had always wanted. My blood boiled as I pictured Brandon on me; the bastard probably had fun.Father became worried on the fourth day; he had not set his eyes on me for a while. He sent for me, but I refused to leave the confines of my room; I decided I would rather be alone.The sky was cloudy and glum, and the castle halls were quiet. My eyes were swollen from crying; I couldn't remember whatever transpired that night. I even hated myself more because I enjoyed it. But I despised the person involved. I stood up from my bed and finally left my room. My servants were relieved when
"I, Derrick Stiles, hereby reject you Gwen Dylan as my mate." He had declared.I was devastated, my heart was torn, bruised and shattered, I couldn't feel my legs. I was crushed.Just yesterday, I found out Derrick was my mate. It had spread faster than lighting to all packs in the vicinity. Ava had spread the word of course.Everyone could hardly believe their ears, the moon goddess was definitely playing tricks, an alpha had never been mates with an omega wolf. Everyone couldn't wait to see me get rejected and humiliated.Their expectations came to fruition, I was relieved they never got to see it. I had been rejected privately. It happened on a peaceful evening. I had been watching the skies in the garden. Caught in my sorrow, I didn't realize when the darkness covered the sky like a blanket.It looked like there was going to be a heavy downpour soon. I panicked, I needed to find shelter. But it was too late. My mind went blank, my heart froze. It had started again, my shock episod
Gwen's povFlashback…I was so devastated when I woke up , I could hardly remember a thing . My head hurt like crazy. My brows creased in pain as I held my head . I squinted my eyes to help ease the stinging pain in my head .I sat up on the bed , the blankets rolled off my body . I realized I was partly naked , my dress was off my body .I was only in my undergarments . In shock , I grabbed the sheets and covered myself up quickly .I was confused, I panicked. Did it happen again? Has someone taken advantage of me? I asked myself. My vision became blurry, tears had welled up in my eyes against my will.I recalled how I got here .I had dared to believe Ava , I had dared to pity Ava . I had dared to try to see good in Ava . She had tricked me .Why ? I asked myself . What happened to me the previous night? I brainstormed my head for an answer.Just then , Ava walked into the room with a triumphant smile plastered on her face.My brows creased in a frown as I folded my fist in anger .
Ava's POVI walked into Gwen's partly open bedroom, unsure of what I was doing. I could only pray she wouldn't suspect a thing. "What are you doing here?." She asked me frostily, staring at me. I knew she had a kind heart, I just had to put up an act, strong enough to fool her."Gwen I…. I have something to tell you.""Leave! I don't wanna hear it." She snapped.Undeterred, I continued."I know we don't get along." "I've tricked and bullied you so many times that I can't count." "But that doesn't change the fact you're my sister, my younger sister." "My family." "You and dad are all I have left." I said in an emotion laden voice.She was hooked. She was slowly falling for it. It was a relief. "What do you want Ava?." She asked me fiercely. Much to my shock, she had turned hostile. The vulnerable Gwen had been replaced with a defensive one. I couldn't let my schemes flop, I had come too far for this. I imploded into tears. "I'm in trouble Gwen, I don't know what to do." I cried pityfu
I brushed the mane of my horse maximus. It was thick brown and shiny, it glowed beneath the sunlight. Maximus was a gift from my mom before she passed away. She was all I had.I wondered how she was faring over there, her heart was probably swelling with pride.Her son had turned out attractive and quite a catch. The dream mate of literally every unmated girl in Dycan. Maximus brushed his hoof subtly on the floor. He could sense someone. Someone was coming. I could sense gentle footsteps approaching they soon came to a stop right beside me. I could perceive a familiar scent. "Hi cousin, long time no see!'He said.I knew it was Ivan, my mom's nephew. No one else had that scent of crisp mint leaves. Ivan's pack hung out in the woods alot, I had never set my eyes on them. They were"Mad dogs." Literally wild wolves, they wandered around in their wolf form alot, they had no control over their wolf.'My reply came out gruff, brief and cold, not regardless of the fact I had not set my eyes
Three years later…. Two children run around merrily. “You're it!!.” A cute little baby girl says and runs away. A little boy around her age follows in pursuit. I watch my babies with pride from across the field as I sip some tea. The vibrant red yellow and peach flowers beside me add colour and life to the field. It's a peaceful morning in Dycan again. The sun beamed radiantly from the sky. The air was clean and refreshing. I smile as I watch my twins have fun. They were worthy compensation for all I had lost. I wished my dad was alive to see them. They consoled me. Their birth brought nothing but joy to my life. Derrick had gone on a short trip, but it felt like forever. Sitting beneath the sprawling branches of a majestic tree in this tranquil field, I feel a deep sense of calm enveloping me. The tree's leaves create a dappled pattern of sunlight and shade, casting a soothing ambiance around me. I lean against the sturdy trunk, feeling it's comforting presence gro
We were back to Dycan. The palace loomed before us, a symbol of both power and oppression. But today, it would witness a reckoning. As we crossed the threshold, the air crackled with anticipation, our footsteps echoing through the grand halls. I could sense the whispers of the courtiers, their curiosity piqued by our audacity.Together, we strode towards the throne room, our resolve unyielding. As he pushed open the doors, a hush fell over the room, all eyes turning towards us.In that moment, I knew we were not just reclaiming a throne; we were reclaiming a legacy. With unwavering determination, we stepped forward, ready to confront Eugene and seize our destiny. He was frightened when he set his eyes on Derrick, but he managed to conceal it. “Derrick, what a pleasant surprise!.” I never expected you'll be back so soon.” “What are you doing on my throne uncle?.” Derrick questioned him sternly. “Oh this? I was keeping it safe and warm for you.” “I won't be needing you
“You don't have to worry about me, you can see her whenever you wish.” “It must be really tough leaving someone you love to marry a stranger.” I turned to see the owner of the voice. Sylvia smiled at me. I was flustered. She had caught me looking at Gwen hugging a stranger in the garden. “Are you jealous? She chuckled. “It can't be helped.” I replied in guilt I know you didn't mean to, you can't help it cause you love her.” “Have you ever been in love before? Is this what it feels like?.” I was forced to ask. I had never been an emotional person. I didn't even know how to express my emotions until Gwen came along. Sylvia took a deep breath and leaned on the window above the garden. One could see the garden clearly from there. “Yes I have: but clearly, I had to fulfil my obligations as a royal blood.” “Father didn't want me to marry him, he had no powers and he was a commoner. And on the other hand, you're the strongest creature among the twelve kingdoms.”
“You can stay as long as you like, courtesy of my husband to be and I.” Sylvia, the fox king's daughter, offered in smiles. I sensed she said it in a bid to spite me. Sylvia was a smallish Fox, her golden locs cascading like sunlight over her shoulders. With grace and power intertwined, she commanded the attention of all who beheld her. Her regal presence, though diminutive in stature, emanated an aura of authority that left no doubt of her sovereignty . Her gaze met mine, piercing yet gentle. “Thanks for your generosity but I'll be leaving in four days.” “There’s nothing left for me here.” I replied icily. I could barely mask the anger and jealousy in my voice. It was all thanks to her father Derrick was alive; But at the same time I couldn't stand the thought of Derrick being with someone else. A servant ran in just then.“My princess, we captured an intruder in our woods. “He says he means no harm. He's here to ensure Gwen gets home safely.” I was puzzled. Wh
DerrickI watched her cry in disbelief as she came closer and ran her fingers on my chest, my neck, all over me: to ascertain if I was really the one. “Derrick.” She called again. She hugged me tight like I was about to disappear. I pulled her close and hugged her as I watched her cry eyes out. “I'm not dreaming.” She cried. I pressed her head close to my chest in relief. I was happy to see her again, she was back in my arms. I missed her, she was always on my mind. But things had changed, and were about to take a different dimension for the both of us. I had a debt to repay the late fox king. He had spared my life and nursed me back to health. I could still remember his last words on the day he died. I stood by the bedside of the dying king, I couldn't help but feel a wave of sorrow wash over me. His once vibrant eyes, filled with the wisdom of ages, now glistened with the sheen of approaching death. Each shallow breath he took seemed to echo through t
What I had found out didn't deter me from finding Derrick. I was mad at him but I was also hoping he would be alive. I felt stupid but I couldn't help it. There was something about our bond that was suggesting he would be alive. I kept walking, hoping I get to the fox den within the next three weeks. I was a shadow of myself. My steps were sluggish. I was weary and disappointed in myself and everyone around me. I had never really experienced lasting joy. I had been foolish enough to trust everyone all I got in return were a few knives in my back. They had stabbed and bruised me badly. Love was staying vulnerable, even when you knew you could get hurt. I guess I really loved with all my heart but each time I keep getting knocked down and disappointed by life. I hoped healing would come someday. I'll be able to let go of all the hurt and pain in my heart. I just wanted to fall in Derrick's arms and cry my eyes out. At that moment I hated him too. He had concealed the truth from me. Why
“Shortly after , I took in and I gave birth to you. But the pack did not accept us. Everyone said I was a human and your father was out of his senses for marking me as his mate. He had to renounce his rank and become an Omega for my sake. He didn't care, as long as we were happy . But my happiness was short-lived. A storm was brewing up and I had no idea about it, until it was too late. When you clocked five, my friend Gaya died, leaving her ten years old son behind. Her suicide note said she was fed up. Afraid of losing your father's loyalty to his court, the alpha sent me a threat letter to spill the mysteries surrounding his wife's death. He said I should know better. I was her only friend. He had doubts about Derrick's paternity, he believed his wife had been unfaithful. There were times I saved Derrick from his father's gruesome tortures and merciless clutches. I didn't want your father to get in trouble or fight for me so I said nothing about the
As I arrived at Aunt Maya's house, excitement bubbled within me, eager to catch up with her. However, when the servants informed me that she wasn't home, a sense of disappointment crept in. Determined not to waste the visit, I decided to make myself comfortable in her bedroom while I waited for her return.Entering Aunt Maya's bedroom felt like stepping into a sanctuary of tranquility. The soft scent of lavender filled the air, and sunlight streamed through the lace curtains, casting delicate patterns on the floor. I settled onto the plush armchair by the window, the soft cushions enveloping me as I gazed out at the peaceful garden below.But as the minutes ticked by, impatience gnawed at me. I couldn't simply sit idly by while Aunt Maya was away. My eyes wandered around the room, searching for something to occupy my time.That's when I noticed it—the tapestry hanging on the far wall, its intricate design drawing me in like a magnet. Curiosity piqued, I crossed the room and ran my fin
As the darkness fades, I feel a gentle warmth spreading across the horizon, painting the sky with delicate hues of pink and gold. The world slowly awakens around me, as if emerging from a peaceful slumber. Each ray of light dances gracefully, casting long shadows and breathing life into every corner it touches. In this serene moment, I am filled with a sense of renewal and hope, as if anything is possible in the gentle embrace of the dawn. It gave way to the glorious sunrays which cast it's warm glow in the cave. I stood up to get a better view of the sunrise. As the warm breeze rustles through the cave entrance, I can't help but drift back to those carefree days of my childhood. I remember the laughter echoing across the meadows, mingling with the sweet scent of wildflowers. Dad's hand, rough yet gentle, clasped firmly in mine as we explored every hidden corner of our sanctuary. The tall grass swaying in rhythm with our footsteps, a symphony of nature's melody enveloping us in it