The pack was welcomed with an uproar early in the morning when five dead bodies greeted the servants in the Luna’s bedchambers. What’s more, is that the Luna herself is missing. Everyone’s faces were tinted with fear, every action wary and vigilant, every hushed whisper almost always concerned with how the palace will react. This cannot be a matter that they can sweep under the rug.Where is the Princess? Is she kidnapped? Is she still alive?It was a sensitive day for the House.Like last time, the Alpha returned in a rush from overseeing the walls in the borders, where he missed all of last night’s events. He was just as guilty as he was before, but he was quick to react to the situation. Rumor had it Phaedra D’Arcy cried in the Luna’s room and apologized over and over to the missing Luna. Ellie, the Princess’s personal maid, shared a witness’s account of the events where all the rumors sparked.She said it was a sister’s feud, that one of the Princess came with sorcerers with the i
As he watched over the white werewolf curiously wandering around the woods, he could not help but cross his arms and compare her to the girl in their first interaction. From an angel, now to a creature closer to the devil than the angels. Her halo’s now cracked, her white wings stained by blood. She gets more and more evil the more she’s attacked. He cannot imagine her lending a hand to a wounded pup anymore. He could imagine her better with violence in her eyes rather than mercy. And they will never be those kids again. He should also stop seeing her as the only pure good this world has—because look what the world does too those who are pure. Her puple eyes darted to him. Her new eyes were rich, enchanting, and enigmatic. She exuded a gloriously regal presence, what with the elegant movement of her wolf, as she started to walk towards him. He remained in his position, watching her as she watched him. They locked in a silent battle, a silent stare-off, a silent show of authority.
Warning: Mature content. Please proceed if you are 18 years old and above.Her head hung low as she heard her husband’s frustration in his deep sigh. His hands went to massage his forehead, but nothing could smoothen the crease in it as he realized his wife just committed treason and failed. That was the frustrating part. She failed. Now they reap the consequences of the crime she sowed.“I’m sorry,” said Clara. “It was a fool-proof plan! I never expected that mad dog or whatever, to suddenly jump inside and kill all of my men! He’s truly crazy! How dare he—I’m royalty!”“Indeed. But your sister is royalty, too. The one you failed to assassinate.”Her mouth clamped shut, hearing his deadpan tone. He was truly angry. Perhaps what added fuel to the fire was the fact that she only decided to tell him now, days after the situation, and also days before the uprising. Mayhap hated it even more because she hid it from him. She silently watched him, now walking on thin ice in his office, but
The next few days passed quickly and quietly.Fenrir was almost always nowhere to be seen, but not one of my meals passed that he didn’t dine with me. He was always there when I needed him. He would always be one call away. But for the rest of my days, I spent them quietly recovering my lost strength. It was a new experience, doing everything myself. Though I would accept Ellie’s help any day if only she were hre. Only now did I realize how big of a help a maidservant like her is—for Gods’ sake, it was so difficult putting on a dress by myself, even if it’s the simplest dress ever made. I felt handicapped without Ellie. However, it also led me to learn more things about myself.And of course, my newly awakened wolf.On some days, I would go out of the cabin and call for Celeste. We would cultivate and refine our power by learning about one another, strengthen our compatibility by practicing together, or simply stroll around the woods and enjoy as the snow falls on her thick coat while
The Marquis’s smile falls. “An army is marching towards the pack, led by the Crown Princess.” I shift uncomfortably, my heartbeat racing. “She went against the King’s orders and marched with a fifth of the Crown’s army, demanding they return Princess Akira.”Beside me, Fenrir snickered. “Took them long enough. I thought they’d march to the pack a few days after her disappearance. To think they took a fortnight…” He sarcastically turned to me, feigning pity. “Your family must really not love you.”I roll my eyes.“Does that not spell danger for you instead? It’s your pack against my family’s army.” And if Deyanira is spearheading the attack… this will not end without blood being spilled.He shrugs. “You’re humans. We’re werewolves. There’s a significant strength difference.”“I wouldn’t underestimate the House of Men if I were you,” Marquis Johanssen interjects. “They have an abundant supply of wolfsbane. Even I don’t know where they’re getting it. And it’s not only wolfsbane. They hav
“Deyanira! No!” I screamed at the top of my lungs when I found her body drowning in a pool of blood. She lay on her side, clutching her abdomen with one hand and her sword with the other. Her eyes reddened as blood slowly consumed her irises. She was in such a state that my tears could not be controlled. They poured down freely like a waterfall as I kneeled beside her. “No… Please…”I choked on my own tears.She weakly blinked and found my eyes. “You’re alive…” she whispered, a trail of blood escaping her mouth and trailing down her jaw. It was a painful sight; I felt horrible too, for not realizing the lengths she’d go to find me alive. I have been underestimating my sister’s love for me and now, she’s proven it at the cost of her life.“I-I am... I am.” I nodded through my tears. “Thank you, for fighting for me. I will definitely repay you.” I took her in my arms and cradled her body tightly. I had no intention of letting go until I made sure she’ll be fine.Celeste. I called for he
Akira’s cries stopped the battle between man and werewolf. The soldiers recognized the death of their Princess, while the werewolves recognized their successful defense. Both races kept quiet, as the fights ceased and all came to surround the woman hugging her sister’s lifeless body. A few feet away from them were the Alpha and his brother, sharing deathly glares before simultaneously turning to Akira.Flavian was visibly guilt-stricken as he hung his head. However, Fenrir knew he was free of regret because he did it for the pack. He knew his brother very well. He knew he did do the killing blow to the Princess, but he also knew he did it thinking it was for the pack’s safety. Because of that, his actions are always justified.His older brother shook his head.A man stepped forward from the defeated army and kneeled in front of the Princesses. “Your Highness, I am General Liefeng,” he introduced. “We must return you home. I will finish the crown princess’s mission, now that she is gon
The envoy to the palace was somber. Dark clouds dimmed the night sky, obstructing the stars from being viewed, the full moon peeking through the heavy clouds. The carriage did not feel like it was carrying only one Princess. It was as heavy as carrying a catastrophe to come. My hands were fisted inside. My jaw would clench and unclench. My eyes never ran out of fresh tears.I have been betrayed. By the only man I ever loved.I have been wronged. By the cruel fate that tied Deyanira and I’s life together.I have been misled. I regret not spending more time with my sister all these years.There couldn’t be a being more foolish than I at this very moment.The night deepened, but I could not find it in me to rest. My shoulders were up and guarded, my breathing tense. I sensed something will happen. And a few moments later, deep into the forest, I caught a whiff of multiple strong, bloodstained scents. Scents that smelled like danger.There was rattling and suddenly, a ruckus. Blades were