I let out a shriek as Dhruv melted my father into sand. My father, Alpha king of Trinigad, was no more. He had died. Unable to put up a fair fight, he was turned into sand alongside sage Bernadette and Calixto. I confronted Dhruv, my voice breaking with anguish, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, ALEXANDER?!" I screamed, voice laced with disbelief as I stood up on my feet. I scampered towards where my father once was and tried picking up what was left of him. . .but it was all sand. I couldn't even hold it properly in my hand. The sand kept slipping away from my fingers. "I refuse to believe everything that's happening is real. I refuse to believe my father is. . .I refuse to believe he's dead.""Wake up to reality, Annalisa," Dhruv's sinister laughter echoed from behind, his presence hovering at my back like a dark shadow. "Not everything is as it seems on the surface. Sometimes, one must delve deeper to uncover the true nature of things."Uncontrollable tears slid down my cheeks as I stood up an
As each passing minute passed, the more I got to know about Dhruv's abilities, and it was scary knowing how powerful he was. Perhaps, it was indeed doom for the whole werewolf races. Perhaps, the moon goddess had decided to abandon us due to my own foolishness. Before leaving the Colosseum with me thrown over his shoulder, Dhruv had ordered Asmodeus and Iblis to summon the other four demons from Gehenna. As far as I knew it, the world was now in their hands. His prisoner; that was what Dhruv had referred to me once he shackled me down in his basement. The cold chain metals clamped tightly around my wrist and ankles were ladened with wolfsbane, but thankfully due to my nature as an Omega I was immune to it. As I sat, shackled to the floor, I couldn't stop thinking about how the night had taken a turn for the worse. What started with a duel ended up being the worst revolution in history by a god, and I was all to blame. There weren't anymore tears to cry as I thought about everything
I could tell a week had passed since the death of my father and Alexander's declaration of revolution. A week had passed since I was chained down in the basement. A week had passed since I last saw Dhruv. A week had passed since I placed anything delectable into my stomach. My throat remained parched, plaguing me with an insatiable thirst that made it feel like my lungs were set ablaze. It also brought about fatigue and rendered my limbs practically immobile. I laid motionless on the cold, hard floor, contemplating whether Dhruv intended to leave me to wither away in agonizing hunger, especially since I was aware of his plans for me. My stomach hurt as I stayed still, followed by a loud grumble and I felt my whole body shake as my pants began to dampen. I was on my period. I inhaled deeply, hiccuping as I managed to sit up straight. My mind was hazy and I didn't have any tears left to cry. I tore a part of my gown and folded it before proceeding to use it as a sanitary towel to alle
Lucan Trinigad, only son of the last surviving Lycan family, was Dhruv's lover? I found it difficult to believe. However, knowing Canary and Tyra story had made me realize that it wasn't impossible for people of the same sex to genuinely love each other. Yet, with Dhruv, I found it difficult to believe his heart once belonged to a man that was killed in a coup. "Lucan Trinigad?" I whispered, struggling to grasp the reality of the situation. Dhruv nodded, picking up the plate of food at my front. He nudged his head towards the chains binding my hands. "I would feed you. I doubt you'd be able to eat with that on your hands." "Then free me," I requested. "I have nowhere to run to anyways, and it's not like I can kill you." "True, but I'm not willing to take any chances," he said, taking a scoop of rice. He held it towards my mouth. "Now, open up and eat." I didn't open up. I only stared him blankly in his eyes, pondering upon his previous revelation about being in a relationship with
If I were to meet my death at this very moment, would I have the chance to reunite with Cessi, or would my soul perish in the depths of Gehenna? I wondered as I laid unmoving on the cold floor. I had retained a position ever since Dhruv left me all alone again in the basement. His revelations had left me dumbfounded to say the least, I couldn't even begin to comprehend everything he had said to me, including the fact that he had a relationship with Lucan Trinigad and Amelia being his own child — an obvious truth given Helena and Gilbert were never rumoured to have had a second child. I should have known from the very beginning, their resemblance was too uncanny. A feeble moan escaped my lips as I pulled out a piece of material from my vagina. It was the last day of my menstruation and I couldn't have been more happier. I had ended up using most part of my gown as sanitary towel, and I was left with only the thin inner linen fabric to wear. . The oppressive stench of my coagulated bl
I grind my teeth together, feeling uneasy as I sat still on the bed. I have had sex before, with Alexander -Dhruv, yet this time around it seemed different. I didn't want to sleep with him, not after everything he had done. My hands went up to my cheeks the moment Dhruv stood at my front. I could feel sweat break out on my skin once his hands rested against my other cheeks. His eyes, which appeared soulless, didn't seem to focus on anything in particular. With the use of his second hand, he took my hands away from my cheeks before running a finger down it in a way that felt tender. "I sense your nervousness, Annalisa. I can even hear the rapid beat of your heart," he smirked, his fingers tracing a path down to my lips. I gasped, aware of the sound of my own racing heartbeat. "We have been physically intimate before, my dear Annalisa, and this encounter would be no different." But it would be different; those unspoken words weighed heavily on me, yet, fear prevented me from voicing
A whistle brought me back to reality. Did I end up in Gehenna? It didn't seem like it. The whistle I was hearing didn't sound like a product of Gehenna. It was heavenly, like a lullaby that could trap one in a beautiful sleep. It reminded me of the exact whistle I had heard from Alexander on the night of our wedding, before he had stopped time. But why? Why was I hearing Alexander's whistling? However, with how ethereal the whistle sounded, I was convinced the moon goddess had brought me to her abode. I felt a feathery feeling on my skin. I could tell someone was rubbing my body with a warm towel, but I didn't know who it was. Perhaps, it was a messenger of the moon goddess herself. My eyes were shut tightly and I was having a hard time pulling them open. With time, the whistle gradually subsided, and with great effort, I managed to pry my eyes open, taking in my newfound surroundings. I found myself in what appeared to be an ordinary room, lying on a bed in my most vulnerable state—
Sofia walked in through the door just as Lucan confirmed his identity. She was wearing a cloak, hands holding on to a basket filled with herbs. There was a look of relief on her face once she saw me. She dropped the basket to the floor and raced towards the bed, positioning herself next to Lucan Trinigad who had done well to remain quiet after his introduction. With tender concern etched onto her features, Sophia extended a slender hand to touch my swathed forehead, her voice infused with a soothing tone. "How do you fare now? Do you experience any alarming pain? I believe your omega nature will hasten the healing process." I remained quiet, unable to utter a word. Lucan's introduction had left me absolutely dumbfounded. I had a lot of questions to ask, but they just wouldn't leave my mouth. “Even after the birth of Amelia, Lucan never regained consciousness. He is the one I'm trying to revive. His body is in here,” those were Dhruv's words. So why was he with Sophia, and how was he
I continued to scream as the two guards entered into the room with panic written across their faces. The pain I was feeling in my belly felt like a strong menstrual cramp that got progressively more and more intense as time went on. One of the guard helped me steady my movement as I spoke through my pain. "I need a physician. The baby. . .I think it's coming already." "Lord Dhruv needs to be aware of this," one of the guards, the brawny one, told the skinny looking one. "I'll be back," the skinny guard left while the brawny one helped me lay on the bed. He was still panic-stricken as he watched me whirl around in pain on the bed. A loud moan came out of my mouth as I felt my abdomen contract. It wasn't even up to a minute that the skinny guard left, but he soon returned along with Aliya, the physician and for the first time in months I saw Dhruv, standing with a dangerous aura outside the dungeon as he watched me swirl around in pain on the bed. The physician wasn't alone this
PRESENT TIME — ANNALISA POV."A war is coming, Annalisa. It's only you that can help win that war if only you open your heart. Embrace the red apple and pluck out the golden one. I promise, more fruits will grow on your tree." It was that same old woman again, the one I'd met back in Cessi. She was dressed in a tattered red gown with silvery, unkempt hair. She was blind, staring down at me with cataract eyes. "Pluck out the golden Apple, Annalisa. You have to. If you don't, the devil will win." I was trapped in a dark place, with the only light in the room illuminated on the older woman before me. My heart was beating fast out of fear as I tried backing away from the woman, but I couldn't, I was held down on a spot with an iron grip. The older woman's grip was strong. For a fragile adult she had a titanium grip."Guard your heart against the Devil, Annalisa," she admonished, her grip on me tightening.I winced."The Devil himself dwells among us and you are well acquainted with his p
Thirty whole days had passed since the last night I'd seen Alexander. He had promised to come back to the palace with Alphonse to help terminate the pregnancy, yet, he was nowhere to be seen. My mind was in a turbulence as I tried to think of how to get rid of the growing life inside of me. With each day the child lived in me, I dreaded the emotions that would want me to keep it. The palace was in a disarray. Some palace knights had refused to take orders from my father anymore. The prophecy shared by lady Bernadette had traveled across the Kingdom. The people of Trinigad were beginning to call for my father to abdicate his position as Alpha king.There was a whisper in the air as I looked towards my window. The curtains were flapping with the wind. I noticed the once beautiful postcard-perfect night had now become a dome of dark nimbostratus clouds, domineering over the full moon that hung in the night sky as a mandela. It was obvious what was to come, a heavy rain accompanied by th
Within the palace, there was a heavy turmoil, one that left my father restless and snappy. The whole council was against us, and our rulership, especially after the prophecy given by sage Bernadette. The knights were slowly turning their loyalty to my father's beta — Benetton. I knew, without a doubt, that it was only a matter of time before a coup broke out.I laid still on my bed as the moonlight shone through my window, the wind gently flapping the curtains. It was almost the rainy season, the moisture in the air gave that away. As a Lycan, I hated the rain. The rain, rather than a blessing from the moon goddess, was a shackle to we Lycans. We tend to lose two thirds of our power whenever it rains. I held on to a document in my hand, glancing through it with a scowl on my face. The document was a photocopy of the council letter to my father, requesting my father to renounce his position as Alpha king. My father had ceased to say anything regarding the matter. Instead, he had locked
Three months had passed since Alexander and I became couples. Three months since the first time Alexander and I slept together. Ever since then, sleeping together had become a thing of norm between us, albeit we had to keep our relationship a secret. I couldn't even tell Sophia.Although people raised an eye after Alexander mate appointment because he didn't pick a mate. He was quick to address the situation, telling the masses that he was in no hurry to pick a mate, and he was awaiting the moon goddess fated mate. His parents said nothing about that, but Alexander did tell me they were furious.A sigh left my lips as I applied an ointment on the exterior of my anus. I winced as the cold cream came in contact with my skin. My ass had been hurting since the last time Alexander and I had sex, which was almost a week ago. Alexander was gentle with me, but his thrust was rough and that could be accounted for why my backside was hurting. The pain was unbearable, and I had first assumed I h
It was only when I felt Alexander wet kisses on my collar bone did I realize that he had unbuttoned my shirt. I tensed a bit, feeling insecure as his eyes met the full moon birthmark on my chest. There was an unreadable expression in his eyes, one that hiked up my concerns about my status as an omega. I wondered if he was repulsed by me, but my concerns were wiped away once his lips fell on my chest.His tongue traced the birthmark, leaving behind a trail of spit. My heartbeat kept on running at a fast pace, akin to the heartbeat of one running a marathon.Alexander took off my shirt completely, leaving me half naked on the grass. I had barely been able to comprehend everything that was happening when his lips captured my nipples. Even though I was an omega, my physique was like that of a man. I had no breasts, but it seemed like Alexander didn't mind as he concentrated solely on my chest, biting, suckling, and teasing my nipples. I moaned, unashamedly, as he assaulted my nipples. "I
I didn't know where I planned on going, but I followed my intuition and kept on walking deep into the woods until I luckily stumbled upon a pathway. I was angry at my sister. More like, I was angry at myself. Angry at the stupid feelings growing in my heart towards Alexander. I was even angrier that I couldn't do anything to stop those feelings. However, amidst the anger in my heart, there was one other emotion that remained prominent; and that was confusion. Alexander had kissed me. He had declared his love towards me. Yet, that same man was currently searching for his mate. What happened to. . .to us? The kiss we shared? The heart to heart conversations? Was it all just a ploy to play with my feelings? Was he not being genuine towards me? As I kept on running on the pathway, I eventually reached a dead end. I stopped running, standing akimbo style as I panted, taking my gaze around to observe my surroundings. I knew I was already in the white pack territory, but everywhere was mos
I whistled as the carriage began to move. It was finally the day of Alexander's mate appointment, and sitting next to Sharon made me feel nervous for a lot of reasons. I also couldn't stop thinking about what my mother had said about Sharon wanting to pick Alexander as her erasthai. It bothered me to know that my sister was also in love with the man my heart was after, but what hurt me the most was Alexander's betrayal. . .could I really call it a betrayal when we weren't even official? But he confessed to me. He told me he loved me, but. . .it was. . .it was all a lie. "Stop whistling, it's annoying," Sharon complained from where she sat next to me. I turned my gaze to her and saw her with a scowl on her face as she stared at me, fanning herself. "Your whistling is driving me to sleep."I didn't give her any response as I wondered why she was even riding the same carriage with me. She had the option of taking another carriage, yet she decided to ride with me. I knew whatever the re
I stood on my feet, holding the book close to my chest as I heard Alexander say those words. "And then you chose me?" My words came out as a question. "Why me?"He cupped my cheeks. "Only an Omega, the embodiment of the moon goddess, can successfully bear the child of a god," he explained, and I was finally coming to terms with everything. I felt like I could finally understand Alexander. "I do admit we started off on the wrong foot, and that's because I find it difficult to express love.""But you did mention that our marriage was of convenience, and that your heart already belonged elsewhere," I reminded him, feeling a pang of jealousy. An intense spark ignited in his eyes as he looked at me, causing my body to tingle. Suddenly, he chuckled and retrieved something from his pocket, passing it to me. It was a necklace adorned with a portrait of Amelia. "This is your sister."With a nod, he continued, "I once believed it was impossible to love more than one person simultaneously, so I