"All of you, go now! Search for the slave, Rizine! And do not come back here until you find her." Milan dished the command to his formidable warriors. "Yes sir!" They all chorused and then they shifted into their warrior–wolf form, forming a troupe and then they ran out of the fields and into the forest to search for Rizine. Killian and Milan would've loved to go on the rescue mission with them, but they were extremely tired from searching for Rizine for the past few days and they needed rest. Yet, she still needed to be found. Even though she killed their father. The twins were still upset with her for killing their father and not only that, but setting them up too. Rizine was pure evil for that, and they were desperately fighting against the natural urge to leave her alone to die whenever she was. To atone for her sins. Regardless of the apparent disdain they haboured for her, they still knew that they had to save her by all means. She was their mate — both of th
Milan and Kilan left the fields and went back into the palace to further discuss on the top Alphas they would solicit help from during these tough times. Only both of them were present in the meeting room — they decided to keep it between themselves for now that they were too weak as a kingdom that they had to find help from others, announcing it to the rest of the council may instill some level of panic and they would start to get scared. So for now, the twins decided to keep it a secret and had the private meeting behind closed doors. They settled down on their chairs, a sheet of paper and a pen in front of them. It was time to start brainstorming. "So what Alpha are we starting with first, do you have any in mind?" Milan asked his brother and Killian thought about it deeply. He didn't want to make any mistakes with this and didn't want to settle for any Kingdom that might either refuse or take advantage of their state and instead of offering help, they use the opportunity to s
Rizine was still pretending to be unconscious so she could listen to the conversation between Aster and the old man. They were talking in a specific code language and Rizine couldn't understand most of it, but she knew quite well she was in danger and the possibilities of her not coming out of this house alive was so high, it frightened her. The only solution was to escape, run away now that she still has the chance or else Aster would use her for whatever devious purpose he has in mind. She can't slow him down. But how will she run away? If she moved as much as slightly, Aster would know that she didn't become unconscious and she had heard all they had discussed. That can make him more angry and they'd kill her even faster. There was no route for her to escape even if she could. She didn't know her way around the forest and she would get lost, then Aster would find her and she'd be dragged back here. There was really no way to escape. It was impossible. Their conversation
The maids paused immediately Rizine asked the question — all of them, like they were animated, and then they continued washing and scrubbing her, totally igniting the question she asked. It wasn't in their power to tell her about the reason she was here. She would know all about it in due time. For now, all they had to do was mind their business and focus on their job and that was to bathe her and get her ready for the mega feast that their Alpha was throwing in her honor. Yes, a mega feast. Rizine didn't know why the maids didn't answer her question. They were most likely forbidden to say anything to her. They must've been given orders to keep their mouths shut and going contrary to the orders may earn them a scolding from their superiors. She was a slave herself and she knew what would be her punishment if she defied an order. So she decided not to pester them and let them do their jobs of cleaning her. After she had freshened up, she was led to her given room where there
An important commitment had taken the Alpha out of Rizine's room that night and they never got past the kissing stage. Rizine was thankful and happy, a part of her wasn't comfortable having sex with a man she just met not up to five hours ago. Now that she was alone in her room, she plumped herself on the bed and exhaled a pent up breath. Was this going to be her new life? The bride to Alpha Ryker? But with all the things she stood to gain like the fame, the riches, the luxuries and the fact that she was the wife of a handsome and powerful Alpha like Ryker, Rizine was comfortable with it. It's not like her current identity as Rizine was fetching her any good — she was a slave, labeled a killer and a traitor, abused by Aster and nearly sacrificed. So she would give up that identity gladly. And assume a new and better one as Queen Yasmina. What could possibly go wrong? -:- "How was your night, Yasmina?" Alpha Ryker asked Rizine as they ate breakfast together the next
Rizine's eyes twitched, her face grimacing as she moved and rolled from side to side on her bed — though comforting, but sleeping on this bed have been giving her constant nightmares since three nights ago she stepped into this palace. And it was always the same dream every single night and it would end in the same horrific and confusing way she couldn't really understand. She would see a little version of herself, like three or four years old Rizine — the Rizine that knew no pain, the Rizine that didn't have bruises or scars, the Rizine that was untouched and pure, the Rizine who wasn't a slave to anyone, the Rizine who had an identity. She was playing with building blocks, laughing and giggling in what seemed like a play house, just for her. And a woman who gave off a very beautiful aura would carry her into her arms and rock her, twirl her and smile at her lovingly. Rizine couldn't see her face clearly at all, but she saw the way her little self smiled at the woman as they
Rizine realized the deep situation she was in now. With the way things were, there's no way she could defend herself against what this scene looked like. Her hands were bloodied, she was lying next to their father and her hands were gripped on the wolfsbane. It looked like she had killed him. She saw another emotion on their faces now, raw anger and strong loath. "P–please…" She didn't even know how to beg or how to explain she didn't do this. She was a nobody and she was affiliated with Aster and his rogues, they would easily key into the notion that she was sent by him to kill their father. Before Rizine could even lay in another word, Killian had brought out a gun and was pointing at her menacingly. Rizine's eyes widened in horror and she immediately got up from the ground and began moving backwards, away from him cautiously. "Killian, calm down. Don't shoot her. We have to take her back to the pack and deal with her according to the law. Don't do something reckless —
"Killian, Milan! I didn't kill your father, and I can swear it. But I know who killed him." Rizine stated and it got the twins' attention. Killian stared at her with furrowed brows and then he lowered his gun. "What do you mean you know who killed him? Okay, tell us who killed him then. And if you're lying, I will end you Rizine." Killian stated and Rizine nodded, showing them the smirking man who was behind the tree. The blood was still dripping from the wolfsbane in his hand — their father's blood. Killian and Milan turned to the direction Rizine pointed and they couldn't see anything. They only saw the trees and the bushes, no one was there. Rizine was playing on their intelligence and she wanted to trick them into being distracted so she can run away. Smart — but not so smart. "I don't see anyone." Milan said, squinting his eyes to scan the perimeter. Killian chuckled sinisterly and looked away from the folly 'invisible' killer Rizine was trying to show them, "That's beca