CHAPTER SEVEN. Even as an Omega somethings were unconcealable. Just like the finger prints Alexander had given me on my neck, they were reddish in color, standing out from the rest of my flawless skin. I stared at myself at a small mirror in my new room, drawing out the traces of the print on my delicate skin. I knew it was a print that wouldn't go away for quite some time. A sigh escaped my lips as I turned away from the mirror and walked towards the bed. I looked around the room, admiring it. I was impressed. I had moved up to my room, leaving Alexander all alone downstairs. My stuff had already been dropped by the knights, but I was yet to see any maid insight to come arrange them and help prepare the warm water for my bath. My eyes ran over the room once again, taking in the beauty. The room had a mystical feel to it. It was unlike the other part of the house that felt dead. The room felt sophisticated, as it should, it felt similar to my old room back at the palace of Trinigad;
CHAPTER EIGHT. With Aliya next to me, I went downstairs for breakfast. The dining table was full and a bit noisy, and the noise only got louder while I approached. As I walked towards the table, I could count about eight people seated around the table while twelve ladies stood by the window. From the dresses of those by the window, I could tell they were all maids. I didn't even know there were a lot of people in the house. Besides Amelia who was seated next to her brother on the table, I didn't recognize any other faces. "Look who shows her face to the table," a masculine deep voice from across the table said. I took my gaze up to him and I immediately recognized who had spoken. It was Julian-Edelman Kuiper, cousin to Alexander. He was a poet, a master at what he did. I had never seen him before, but I had read most of his manuscript, one of my favorites being his debut poem about ‘Human ego.’ "The newest bride in town. Come have your seat, princess Annalisa." He made me feel a bi
CHAPTER NINE. My measurements were taken by the tailor later in the evening. The lady was in her sixties, but her werewolf genes made her look as though she was in her early thirties. After she left, Aliya helped me prepare a bath, and once I had my bath I was dressed in a yellow chiffon gown, with a bold cutout by the waist. I wore a flowery bracelet on my wrist and I was adorned by a gold necklace with a sunflower pendant. I made my way downstairs while Aliya trailed behind me. Alexander was all dressed up, looking as magnificent as ever, too bad I couldn't say the same about his character. Amelia stood next to Alexander, holding on to his hand with a scowl on her face. I could tell she was unhappy. "So shall we?" Alexander asked as I finally reached where he was. I nodded, saying nothing in response as I watched Amelia hold on to him. It was obvious she didn't want to let go. Alexander crouched in front of his younger sister, a hand resting on her little cheek as he placed a c
Alexander left the room during the wee hours of the morning. His knights also followed. He didn't tell me anything about why he left the room so early, he didn't even say anything to me before leaving. But at least he left the room all to me. Good riddance. The late night trip left me a bit exhausted, but waking up in the kingdom of Cessi had to be the most refreshing feeling ever. I laid lazily on the bed, eyes wide open, as I thought about how I managed to sleep next to Alexander without strangling him to death. It wasn't like I didn't plan on strangling him, I just didn't think it'd be nice for someone with a high status like mine to commit an act of felony, especially one as serious as regicide. Sunlight crept in through the small space between the curtains. I rubbed my bleary eyes and walked to the window, pulling the curtains apart. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in and there was a pearly glow in the sky, one that made the sky look like a giant painting. There was
"If you did, you'd realize I was lying to you about him having DID." I didn't know what to say. I didn't know if Chiara was trying to pull my legs with those words of hers. "What do you mean?" I questioned, moving closer to her, but I was prevented from going any further by the lady I assumed to be her maid. "What do you mean by you were lying?" Chiara remained seated, smiling as she swirled with her cup of tea that was obviously cold already. She stood up, holding the cup of tea in her hand. "Move aside, Karina," she said, referring to the lady I assumed to be her maid. There was a brief exchange of glances between Karina and Chiara, and after some time, Karina moved away, leaving Chiara and I to come face to face with one another. We were about the same height, so we were face to face with each other. "Alexander doesn't have DID, Annalisa. If you asked him, you'd know that." "So what? I didn't ask him, so what?" I retorted, feeling a bit aggravated. I didn't know if I should have
Alexander was a complicated person. To me, he wasn't someone that could easily be understood. I thought he hated me and now he wanted me to love him, to say I was dumbfounded would be an absolute understatement. I wasn't just dumbfounded, I was furious. He was the same person that threatened to kill my father, the same person that told me he didn't love me, the same person that told me he only wanted me for my womb. He was the same person that almost choked the life out of me. “I'm trying to make you fall in love with me, Annalisa.” I remembered his words and I couldn't stop the chuckle that escaped through my lips. "Is everything okay, lady Annalisa?" Aliya asked, in a tone that gave away her concern. She was behind me, helping me with the corset of my gown. I was fully dressed, prepared for the ball, all that was left was to tighten my corset and wear a necklace. I nodded. "Just keep on doing what you need to do. I am okay." She said nothing afterwards, and once she was done w
(Please read this note before reading this chapter. Thankisses.) *NOTE: A ring of eternity isn't just a possession. It's a ring that binds two people in a marriage. It's a ring that can never be removed, unless one's finger is chopped off. It's a ring that can alternatively be removed when one significant other dies.* Werewolves could only know their mates at the age of twenty, although there was an exception for the extinct group of Lycans. They had the choice to pick whom they wanted as their mates, and in Trinigad the chosen mate of a Lycan was called an erasthai. Omegas were also an exception. Since omegas didn't have inner wolves we couldn't shapeshift, leaving us with no mate bond. Omegas were always allowed to choose their own mate because of that. So when Alexander pointed out that there was a ‘bond’ between me and Calixto, I was surprised. It couldn't be. There just had to be a sort of mishap, but then, deep within me I could feel it. I could feel the bond between Calixto an
I slammed my eyes shut as if that would help me forget the fact that Alexander killed Calixto. At a lull of the moment, Alexander turned me around to face him, but thankfully my eyes were closed. I didn't think I could bear to see the monster in front of me. I felt my lungs seize. My chest tightened and cold beads of sweat ran down my back as I felt his hand crawl all over my skin, then it stopped moving when I felt it on the rope of my corset. I held my breath, preparing for the worst, but inexplicably, nothing happened. The world around us grew still, even the air seemed to cease its movements. Slowly, I dared to open my eyes and found Alexander staring directly at me, his eyes no longer red but their usual hazel color. They sparkled like yellow diamonds against the backdrop of the night sky, a sight that would have mesmerized me if not for the blood of Calixto adorning his face. "You were crying, Annalisa," he remarked, his voice full of concern. "And you're still crying," he add
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