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
I was standing by the riverside that night when Ava came to me. She was convulsing in tears. I stared at her expressionless and disinterested as I felt. She froze from my stare, she looked scared. I looked away, I didn't care about why she was here anyway. I had seen her trip Gwen at the party. Anyone who crossed Gwen was an enemy. I secretly protected Gwen several times when we were younger. Once at the city square, I heard some kids make fun of Gwen. Those kids loved swimming with no clothes on. I decided I was going to teach them a thing or two about manners. I had waited for the perfect timing. They had dunked their bodies into the ice cold water in the later hours of the morning. People were soon going to start coming.I stole all their clothes and discarded them. They were too ashamed to come out of the water when they were done. I had only been chanced to go out that day. I spent a good number of my life literally locked up in the castle.I had paid the heal
The market buzzed with activity. The air was thick with the smell of wares,iron,spices , livestock, veggies and fresh varieties.Wolves from all parts of Lycester crowded the market. The males were shopping for weapons.Lycester consisted of a span of rather protective packs.Some wolves dragged some chained rouges on the streets of the busy market as they marched wearily. My heart went out to them, but I recalled why I was here in the first instance. Pity brought me here.I had just had to learn the hard way.I took a stroll skidding like a three year old with glee. Lycester was beautiful. This was the first time I had come out since I got to my beloved aunt Maya's home. I would always lock myself upstairs and wonder how he was faring, then I cry myself to sleep. It had become a routine. I had not accepted his rejection.He'ld probably kill me if it affected his kingship in any way. That would mean he needed to keep me close. Speaking of kingship, he could not rule without a Luna. I w
GwenI and aunt Maya a walked into the expansive ballroom in excitement.We had been invited to the alpha's birthday .I had never set eyes on the Lycan king , but rumors had it he was charming.I could feel all eyes resting on me as I walked in locking arms with aunt Maya. I was nervous. "Take a deep breath child. " . She walked over to the queen's table to pay her regards . I followed suit.The queen was seated in a velvet draped table. wore a bright fur cape, her hair was wrapped in a big bun. She had a stern face, squared chin, a sharp jawline, and a pointy nose. She looked hard to please. "Long time no see Maya." She said sipping wine. "My pleasure my queen.""And who do we have here? " She said scrutinizing me properly.Aunt Maya drew me forward, I had been standing behind her all this while."Her name is Gwen my queen, my pretty neice." Aunt Maya introduced me in excitement.The silence that followed her introduction was awkward. "Okay." The quee
Gwen"I love you Gwen."He said holding my hands gently."And I want you to be mine forever."I looked shocked and preplexed as I stared at him. "Look, I know it's crazy, but I find myself thinking about you everyday." "I never believed I was going to find my mate in an omega wolf, but it happened, and I accept it". He confessed. "Moreso you're a pretty one." "We're mates Gwen, don't you feel it?." We had met at the garden of the palace every night following the ball, and each encounter seemed better than the previous as the days sped by. We exchanged a lot of information about ourselves, he told me about his late father's exploits, I told him about my family too. He was fun. I couldn't accept his feelings. It didn't sit well with me.Pangs of guilt churned my insides.If I did, I would be betraying Derrick.But it was time to quit being delusional. Derrick never loved me, he never will.He had no regard formy feelings, he didn't care about me. He
"Never has it been heard that a strange wolf from another land becomes the luna of a different land.""An Omega wolf at that.""I love her mother, and nothing you ever say would change that." Simon retorted."Well I would never accept it, the earlier you snap out of what spell she placed on you, the better for us all." "I won't let you put Lycester in jeopardy because of your selfish interests." "The wise council summons me, I shall have to answer them on your behalf.""You've turned down their invitations several times." "If you make brazen decisions, you should be bold enough to face the consequences." "Stop being so cowardly about introducing your Luna to the wise council." "Get your guts together and meet them." "She's not my luna mother, she's my mate." He yelled."What difference does it make?."" If she's your mate, that makes her your luna." "An omega wolf?." "Come on Simon, I raised you better."" You have better options like Morgana don't you?."" I
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