Once a proud Luna of a thriving Pack, Amalthea's life went up in a flame of lies, when she was framed for a crime she didn't commit– Adultery. Betrayed by those she trusted, Amalthea is stripped of her title, her dignity, and forced into the hands of the Lycan King as nothing but a tool to secure his bloodline. The Lycan Kingdom has no place for weaklings, and being wolfless puts her at a disadvantage. In this new world, friends aren't really friends, and foes may not be foes. Can she rise above all this and prove that she can be more? Or will she get consumed by the forces at play here?
Lihat lebih banyakAmalthea’s POV “What do you think?” She asked, popping the cork off right after she threw the super vague question at me. I had no idea what exactly she was referring to. The stubborn cricket that won't stop catcalling, the cool night breeze, or the simmering lake dusted with pale moonlight lit across the surface. “I like the peace.” I summed up my environment. Peaceful was definitely the word for every kind of feeling I was having at the moment. There was a look of satisfaction in her eyes as she threw some of the content into her mouth, handing the bottle to me. “I think I have had enough for the night.” I declined her offer, making sure to put on a polite smile so she didn't think of me as rude. She popped her right eyebrow at me, the same look she gave me earlier when I had told her I wasn't staring at the wine bottle earlier. And just like she did before, she shrugged and continued going at it. I kept glancing sideways at her from time to time because I thought she was lowkey
Amalthea’s POV “Come with me. And leave the plates on the floor.”Certainly, she was crazy. What the hell did she mean by dropping the plates on the floor? Was she aware that they were breakables and I wasn't exactly in the place to replace them. “What if they break?? Someone could kick them—” “Oh please, plates break, life goes on. We both don't know where the damn kitchen is and I am tipsy and feeling lakey, so why don't we abandon this and find the lake instead, what do you say??” She seemed super excited for the lake adventure for someone I expected to give snide remarks about not knowing where the kitchen was as the alpha's breeder. Turns out she actually also didn't know where it was and from her pattern of speech, the chances that she was actually tipsy were high. Still, I had my doubts. The serene evening deserved exploring, but at what cost? With a stranger I have only met today. I realized from her expectant look that she was still waiting for an answer from me. “I actu
Amalthea’s POV “And Manila, please go easy on her.” Nicholson cautioned before leaving the room with Mikayla following behind closely along with Beta Callum. It was hard not to acknowledge her presence as I felt her eyes on me. I kept mine focused on the leftover wine bottle at the center of the table. For some reason, they didn't drink all of it and I wondered if that's how it always was or if someone was going to come from the kitchen to take it away. “You can have it if you want…” Her voice was soft and clear. I turned to her, “Huh??” I muttered in confusion even though I heard her perfectly. I didn't question myself too much on the fact that she read my mind quite easily. I mean, even I wasn't exactly being subtle too. I didn't know what to say after that. “I saw you staring at the wine so longingly. I know my brother can be so hard and principled especially when it comes to strength and excellence. I just wanted to say, it doesn't really matter, you know? You can have the wi
Amalthea’s POV “Sorry, I am late. I had to get some things done.” Mikayla walked into the room. Her eyes held mine and for a second, I could see surprise in her eyes to see me seated at the table. I was going to say a whole lot of me too. I couldn't exactly phantom my use at the table. I was supposed to be a breeder and that was it. Just a simple breeder who did her training and got by. “Hey Amalthea, you did good at training today. I can see you are starting to pick up the ropes.” She complimented, taking off her coat and hanging it on a structure that up until she hung her coat, I thought it was just some tacky sculpture that was supposed to be abstract. “Thank you.” I did a little head bow, even though I was in a sitting position. I didn't know what else to do anyways. I touched the back of my hair to scratch an itch that was so deep inside the mass of my hair, I ended up snapping the hair clip out of place and that brought my hair down. I heard a gasp from Manila. By the time
Amalthea’s POV “That was the former Alpha before he passed on.” A male voice said behind me. It wasn't a voice I recognized, so I turned in the direction of the voice to see a man in a bird-like mask, similar to the mask Alpha Nicholson wore the first day I saw him. The man in the mask also had a slightly similar build as Alpha Nicholson.“I wasn't aware…” My voice trailed off after he drew away from me and walked around the table of six. Two on each side of the rectangular table and one on both ends. It was the typical table of six you would expect. “You must be Amalthea,” the masked man said with a smile, which immediately put me at ease as I could tell they were genuine. “I’m Callum, the Pack’s Beta,” he introduced himself with a handshake and an even wider smile.Then I suddenly understood why Alpha Nicholson wore a mask–he was impersonating his Beta. Is that a regular occurrence between them?“Ahem,” Beta Callum cleared his throat and I realized I left his hand hanging.“I’
Amalthea’s POV “What style of hair would you like?” Rose inquired.“Just something simple,” I replied. “I wouldn’t want to draw attention to myself.”“While I understand that you do not want the attention, remember you are the only newcomer at the table. All the attention will unintentionally be on you. If you know you are going to be the center of attention, then it's best I try to make you look the best you can.” She said with little persuasion in her voice. “A good first impression goes a long way.”“Alright, if you say so,” I muttered in agreement, and went to sit by the dresser.Rose started off by brushing my hair. She stopped halfway through and began applying some makeup. While she was busy with my makeup, an omega came to deliver a silver dinner gown, according to her, Alpha Nicholson sent it across.“This is lovely,” Rose beamed. “It would suit your hair perfectly.”I just smiled in response, not knowing what to make of all that’s happening. A few hours ago, I felt like I
Amalthea’s POV The next few hours after Alpha Nicholson left my room went by in a blur. I laid in bed, tossing and turning all through until it was almost time for dinner.A knock came on the door, making my heart skip a beat, as I feared that Alpha Nicholson was back.I got out of bed, and opened the door with bated breath.“Good evening,” an omega greeted.“Good evening,” I breathed out in relief.The omega’s eyes twitched like she wanted to say something, but decided against it at the last minute.“ Alpha Nicholson asked me to inform you that you’ll be having dinner with him tonight.”“What?!” I gasped, and the omega stared at me in confusion. I slapped my hand over my mouth before I would say something I'd regret. “Why?” I managed to ask in a much calmer voice.“I have no idea, Ms.,” she answered. “My job is to pass the information across.”“Alright,thank you,” I muttered, and then closed the door behind me as soon as she left.Exhaling sharply, I headed to the bathroom for a qui
`Nicholson's POV My conversation with Amalthea didn’t exactly go as expected. At first I thought she was hiding something due to the fact that her ear was beating twice as fast when I told her she had visitors. But, as soon as I cut to the chase about the werebears, she seemed genuinely confused, or maybe she was just a really good actor.But whichever the case maybe, something is definitely going on, and until I get to the bottom of it, I won’t rest.Grrrrrrr…The sound of my alarm going off pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked over at my phone screen and realized it was time to go pick up my cousin, Manila from the airport.I leaned back into my chair, and gently massaged my temples.I had more important things to worry about at the moment, but if I ditch picking her up from the airport like I promised, I’ll never hear the end of her whining non stop about me being a horrible brother.Manila is the only living family member I had left. Ever since we both lost our parents–under
Amalthea's POV My daily routine at the pack has been; training, breakfast, lunch, dinner, and sleep. It is beginning to feel like an endless loop and only the different level of soreness I feel after each training session was proof that I've been living–if I could even call it that.I've been thinking a lot lately–the effect of loneliness or boredom– whichever best suits that narrative.My thoughts have been everywhere and nowhere in particular, but there's been one recurring thought–what’s Alpha Nicholson's plans for me?I was brought here as a breeder, and even though I'm mentally not prepared to start fulfilling that role, it still bugs me sometimes.Ugh!! What do I even want? Jeez! My emotions are just moving around in a circle, gosh!I think this has to do with the indifferent expression Alpha Nicholson gave me at the cloth maker's office–he literally acted like I was some insignificant waste of space.Just a few days prior to that day, he was acting all nice and taking me on an
Amalthea's POV Whoosh! A bucket of ice cold water was poured on my already freezing body, making my lungs seize as I gasped sharply, and jerked upright, coughing and trembling.“Get up!” The guard barked, as he stepped into my cell. “It's judgement day.”A bitter smile spread across my lips.“Psycho,” the guard muttered and dragged me to my feet, my bones screaming in protest.I bit back a groan, and he pushed me out of the cell.“Move!” He ordered, and I began walking like my limbs don’t really belong to me and each step is a negotiation rather than an order.I blinked a few times trying to adjust to the brightness of the sun, as we got outside. I hadn't felt the warmth of the sun in weeks, and I must say it felt heavenly.A car pulled up in front of us seconds later. I got in, and was driven straight to the general Pack hall.I stumbled as the guard kept shoving me forward through the hall. The Pack members whispered amongst themselves, and I could tell they have no idea what's go...
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