Ember’s POV:Her first reaction, to my words was astonishment. Her second reaction was deep frowning, “What? How does that even make any sense?”I gripped my hair and pinched my eyes closed, “I don’t know. I just…I just thought that she was upset with me and showing tantrums that I didn’t have time for and…”“Wait wait wait…” Sophie cut me off mid-sentence and looked at me with utter confusion, “Now what do you mean by that?”Opening my eyes, I looked at her, “Mean what?”She waved her hand in the air, “Why would Aria be upset with you in the first place?” She paused and then continued, “I mean, you have always dominated her, and she had surrendered to you then what could have been the reason for her to be upset?”I opened my mouth, “I…umm…” and then clamped it shut. How could I tell her the reason? I didn’t want to confess to a single soul who my mate was.What could be more disgraceful for a future Queen than having a mate from the enemies, right? And that too the ruthless King of t
Ember's POV: My eyes averted on their own. I couldn't meet her gaze, that's how shameful I felt in front of my best friend for having a mate from the lands of the enemy. No wonder the information must stay hidden from the people of the South. Feeling defeated, I mumbled in such a low voice that it came out as, "Alph Nikls."Sophie leaned closer, "What was that? Say again."Not meeting her gaze, I repeated myself, a little louder this time, "Alpha Nicholus."She frowned and nodded slowly, waiting for any bells to ring in her mind.When it didn't, she tilted her head to the side, "I can't put a face to that name. I know all the alphas of the South but never heard of that name before."I rolled my eyes, "That's because he is not from the South."She waved her hands in the air, "Then from where? East, west?"You see, even she didn't consider the possibility of the North. That's how impossible it seemed to be true.I heaved a huge breath and started speaking, "From the lands that are col
Nicholus's POV:After the training session, I resigned to the conference room inside the castle with my Beta and Gamma for a meeting about business matters.Recently, Alpha Maddox Sinclair, the King of the East approached us to attain the rights to the production of Bloodmoon Merlot, the only alcoholic beverage that could intoxicate Supernaturals.Considering it was one of the main sources of income for the North and well, the treasures and wealth wielded by the North would make anyone envious, so it was no surprise that others too wanted to try their hands on it.But as the beverage was crafted by my grandfather, the rights of its productions were only owned by the North. And no matter how much others wanted to make and sell the drink under their name, they wouldn’t dare go against the North.Besides that, they are actually unable to make a beverage exactly like BloodMoon Merlot even after trying for centuries. Yes, there had been copies but none of them could stand a chance in front
Nicholus's POV: Later that night, the three of us met at the backside of the castle. I've called my Beta and Gamma to go on a run with me because I needed to clear my mind and feel the fresh air to calm the restlessness building inside me. No matter how much I told myself that I wasn't affected by the news of the engagement, that was a lie. I couldn't explain the agitation and distress I've been feeling ever since the engagement news arrived. I wanted to rip the whole world apart, light fire to it, and watch it engulfed in flames. My wolf, Xoro, was also in utter turmoil. He was enraged at the idea of his wolf mating with someone else. He wanted us to go back and rescue her. And I found his theory laughable. The fool was still not ready to accept the fact that his mate herself wanted it. It wasn't like someone was forcing her to go ahead with it. She didn't need our rescuing. Stripping, we shifted into our wolves, and as soon as I let Xoro take control, the first thing he did
Nicholus's POV: As soon as we neared the castle, I heard the helicopter wings whirling and saw the warriors waiting for our arrival. Preparations have been made. I commanded Ethan to stay behind in the castle to ensure the pack's safety and alert all the warriors in case we were attacked again.Darius and I, on the other hand, made our way to the helipad ground at the back of the castle. At our arrival, Bill rushed in our direction, "Alpha Nicholus, the helicopters are ready to take off at your command." I looked over my shoulder at a few warriors I was taking along with me and they started moving toward the helicopters. Once they were all settled in, I and Darius jumped into our helicopter and just a few minutes later we were in the air.I knew that it would take us several hours to reach the North-South border but still, I couldn’t help grunting at the pilot every once in a while to speed up.For some reason, I just couldn’t stop thinking about Darius’s words. They kept ringing in
Nicholus’s POV:Raven nudged his hand into his pocket and fished out a cream envelope. He sniffled as he pushed the envelope toward me and walked away.My heart was heavy with sorrow as I grabbed the envelope. My jaw clenched tightly as I noticed a golden stamp with an intricate design and lettering. It belonged to the South.I took in a shuddering inhale as my thumb grazed the stamp. I was dreading to open it. After the loss of my packmates I had witnessed, I wasn’t ready to bear the loss of my mate too.Darius squeezed my shoulder and nudged me to open it. Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself against what was to come and scratched the stamp seal open.A cream-colored folded paper came into my view. Darius leaned closer as I pulled it out and unfolded it.In a black scribbling, a one-line message was there for me, “Told you I’ll be back, big brother. Now look out for the havoc I’ve brought for you. Your little brother, Damon.”My jaw clenched as I read the message over and over unt
Ember’s POV:Finally, the day of my engagement arrived for which I have been waiting anxiously. Not because I was excited about it but because I just wanted to get over it. But now that it was here, I couldn’t stop feeling nauseous.Ms. Tacy brought out a beige maxi dress made of the finest silk. It had an intricate work of pearls and glitters on its bodice and sleeves. It was elegant but even that failed to lift my mood.I switched the emotions button off inside me and went numb. Showering, I sat in front of the vanity and stared at my reflection. Pale face, sunken eyes, dark circles, and whatnot.Swallowing the lump in my throat, I leaned back and closed my eyes. I heard a beautician over me, “What look do you want for your engagement, Your Highness?”My lips were pressed tightly as I murmured blankly, “Do whatever seems best to you.”After an hour when she was done, I finally opened my eyes. She had kept the makeup minimum that would go perfectly with the beige dress.Without letti
Ember’s POV:Even on the stage, I couldn’t stop searching for a pair of pitch-black eyes amidst the crowd. I let out a bitter chuckle. So much for the damn warning. It seemed like the King of the North was not used to keeping up with his words because here I was just a few minutes away from wearing another man’s ring and no doors were banging, no grand appearance, and no enraged alpha in sight.“Umm, are you okay?” a voice came beside me.I snapped out of my thoughts and took in Alpha Arnold Pierce standing in front of me, “Yes I am,” I blurted out abruptly.He assessed me with careful eyes, “You look pale,” and then let out an idiotic chuckle, “It must be nervousness. I know, I was…”I couldn’t help rolling my eyes in annoyance. He was still blabbering about nonsense when I left him standing there and made my way to Father.“Any reason for not proceeding with the ceremony?” I bit out in frustration.He opened his mouth but before he could say something, his phone started ringing. As