Aurora opened her eyes and she felt the side of her head begin to bang. For a split second, memories of everything that happened crashed down on her, and she wished it was a dream. Some kind of nightmare. But the pain from her head and the dress she was wearing, said otherwise.
Cold sweat broke out all over her body as she relived the dreadful moments and tears filled her eyes.
“Alma, it was a dream… Right? “She questioned her wolf, but she got no reply. The heartbreak had hurt her wolf so badly, that the poor creature was cramped in a corner of her soul as though vanished.
“It was a dream… “Aurora then muttered to herself as she tried to deny everything. However, her throat dried up and her heart sank further as she remembered her father.
That wasn't fake. She could never imagine that, and her mind would never create something so gruesome... So evil about her father…
In the fading light of the setting sun, her world began to crumble and crash all around her, as the weight of her disobedience began to squeeze the life out of her.
She pulled herself off the bed, and her tears kept pouring mercilessly.
How could she have been so blind? So heedless to the numerous warnings? The realization of everything she had missed in the past year began to hit her like thunderbolts, and she wailed.
Now she realized that Perez was always persistent, always pushy. He wanted her crown, but she was too in love to see it. And now, her actions had led to the doom of her beloved pack.
An overwhelming sense of pain surged through her veins, and she felt out of breath as she pictured what her world was about to become. The mere thought was so crippling, she staggered.
Without a second thought, she dashed out of her chambers to her parent's room with her feet barely touching the ground. With each step, the image of her lifeless father haunted her, and the thought of his absence gnawed at her soul with cruelty beyond measure.
As she burst into her parent's room, her eyes immediately fell on her mother who was on the bed beside her father, with her tears mingling with sweat as she desperately tried to wake her husband.
“Luan, please wake up… “She cried, and Aurora could hardly swallow. There were doctors in the room trying to stop her father's bleeding. There was blood everywhere, and her father's eyes were closed.
“I'm sorry, Your Majesty. But… There's nothing we can do… He's… Gone. Alpha Luan has… Passed away. “One of the doctors said, and Aurora's heart stopped as a deafening silence took over the room.
She looked at her mother, who turned back to her father and cradled his face in silence.
“Did you hear the nonsense he just said? “She whispered, and Aurora clasped her palm over her mouth as she looked away.
The sight was unbearable. It tore at the very core of her being. Guilt, disbelief, and hurt were pricking every bit of her, and she couldn't stand it.
“Your majesty? “One of the doctors tried to call but her mother snapped.
“Shut your trap! My husband is not dead! “She screamed, and just then, a strangled cry escaped Aurora's lips. Gaining the attention of everyone else in the room.
“Mom?” She called out with a trembling voice, and when her mother turned to look at her, Aurora's heart skipped a beat. She had never seen so much… Hate in her mother's eyes before. Let alone toward her.
She watched as her mother got off the bed and stood in front of it while glaring at her with her anguish-drenched eyes that were ignited with rage. Deadly rage.
Her voice cracked as she spoke, and the words that left her mouth went at Aurora's heart like a brutal punch.
“You disgrace!” she seethed, her voice quivering with fury. Each syllable was packed full with a pain so deeply etched, that it seemed to tear through the air and slam into Aurora.
“You shameless... stubborn girl!! Look what you have done! “She screamed further, and Aurora shut her eyes as she began to weep.
“You defied our counsel, and willfully ignored the warning of your parents! Now look what you've caused, Aurora!!
Your selfishness and stupidity have cost us dearly! Your father… your father is gone! He's dead now, all because you couldn't listen! All because you felt like you knew it all, you couldn't bring your stubborn self to listen!! We warned you!
Now, your father is no longer with us, and you alone will bear the guilt and responsibility of this loss! “Her mother screamed further, and her words pierced Aurora like a thousand blades.
Each one tormenting her fragile heart.
“Mom… I'm sorry. I… I never meant for this to happen, Mom, I… I" Aurora choked out amidst sobs, with her voice breaking under the weight of her guilt.
“I… I thought he loved me too… I… I thought I was doing what was best. I... “She wept further, and she watched her mother's face contort with devastation.
“Love? Can you hear yourself, Aurora!? Maybe Perez was right. You were never ready to be crowned Luna! If you were, you would have been wiser!
Love should never blind one to the dangers that lie beneath. You allowed yourself to be deceived by a man who only sought to destroy our very existence. And now because of you, he has succeeded! “She raged, and Aurora moaned in pain. Her mother's words were like poison.
With every word, Aurora's world crumbled further and her heartache amplified.
“Mom… I'm sorry. I… I'm sorry. “She began to beg afresh, but her mother's words cut her short.
“You are no longer my daughter, Aurora. “She said, and time froze as Aurora stared at her brown eyes and saw the seriousness in them.
She parted her lips in shock, but no words came out.
“I disown you. I never want to lay my eyes upon you again. You have ruined this family beyond repair, and every day I see you, I will be forced to remember that I failed as a mother. So, I never want to set eyes on you again. “Her mother continued, and Aurora felt time slow down as she listened to her mother's words.
Her mother's voice was colder than the winter winds that howled beyond the castle walls, and her eyes were darker than the night that was beginning to fall.
“Perez, our new Alpha thanks to you, has banished you from the kingdom, and now, I'm expelling you from my heart. “Her mother added, and with those final, piercing words, Aurora lost balance and fell against the wall behind her.
First, she was betrayed by the man she loved, then her actions got her father killed, and now she was being cast away by the mother who once held her so previously.
"M... Mom? “she called, but her mother's next words shattered her further.
“Please escort that rouge out of my chambers, and do not let her in no matter what. “
Aurora watched in silence as the guards in the room walked up to her and began to pull her out of the room and she just stared at her mother, who now had her back to her.
“Mom, you can't seriously mean this. Please! I need you. We need each other… Now more than ever!! Mom!! "
However, her screams went unanswered, and she watched in disbelief as the guards shut the door in front of her.
They then stood in front of the door after letting go of her, to block her from trying to reenter the room.
"Mom, please... You can't do this to me. Please... We're all we have. "Aurora cried, but she got no response.
"Mom, I'm sorry... I swear I didn't mean for any of this to happen! Please forgive me. Don't cut me off. I already lost Dad... I can't lose you too... You're all I have. Mom, please tell them to open the door... Please tell me that you don't mean this... "She cried further, but still no response.
She tried to walk towards the door, but the guards stepped closer to her as a warning. Never before had she been so insulted by guards.
She crashed to the ground and her tears just kept pouring. Her mother just rejected her. Her mate just rejected her. Her father was dead. Her pack and throne were no longer hers, and she had been exiled from her kingdom. In just one day her whole life has taken a drastic turn.
The doors to the room opened and she looked up in hope, but it was just the doctors leaving the room. She peeked into it and I saw her mother on the bed crying beside her father and she shut my eyes.
She had ruined everything. She ruined her life, her family, and her pack...
All was lost. Every single thing she held dear was just... Gone. Out of her grip.
Because of love... The love she once believed so deeply in.
Aurora's heart raced as fiery anger fueled her every step. She was on her way to confront Perez. She wanted answers. She needed them...She had lost everything in just one day, and this caused a certain fire to burn inside her heart. With determination etched on her face, she barged into Perez's room, unable to contain the storm of emotions raging inside her. As she stood in front of him, her voice trembled with a mixture of pain, fury, and hurt.“How could you do this to me, Perez? ” Her voice pierced the air, and her words were filled with raw desperation. While Perez just glared at her with blank brown eyes.“You broke my heart, you killed my father, and you've torn my life apart! How could you be so cold!? I dedicated an entire year of my life to you!!I gave you my heart, my body, my life, my throne, my pack, and this is how you pay me back!? “She howled further as angry tears streamed down her red, tear-streaked face, and Perez stared back at her with his eyes cold and devoid
Aurora and Eliza traveled through the snowy woods, with their bodies weakened by frostbites and their determination to live tested by the blazing cold. Every step was a battle against their limits. It seemed like Aurora and Eliza had been walking for ages, and their strength was fading with each passing moment. The frostbite was turning their fingertips and toes numb, but they pushed through the pain. Eliza's determination knew no bounds. Several times, Aurora wanted to give up, but Eliza never allowed her.Aurora kept moaning in pain as she had never faced such harsh conditions before, and Eliza was battling to be strong for the both of them. Suddenly, a masked man appeared before them. Something about him seemed off, and his presence sent a chill down Eliza's spine.“Who… Who's there? “she questioned, as she tightened her grip on Aurora.“Your death. I have been sent to put an end to the ex-princess Aurora's life to ensure that she would never return to the pack. “He spoke, and
I groaned as I opened my eyes. I looked around for a bit and had to blinking repeatedly and shield my eyes from the bright light streaming in from the window. I sighed and gave my eyes time to adjust and when I dropped my hand, my eyes were welcomed by the sight of beautiful green tree leaves dancing in the wind. The sweet songs of birds in the distance filled the air, and the soothing melody almost made me grateful to still be alive. Almost.I instantly remembered my ordeal and I began to look about. The one person I was eager to see was Eliza. She was the last person with me and only would have answers to the questions I have. Every muscle in my body protested as I shifted, and I realized that it wasn't just pain from being stabbed, but my entire body felt numb. Like I hadn't used it in a while, and I had been confined to this bed for quite some time."My princess. You're finally awake! "The familiar voice made me turn my head, and there she was. Eliza. She was rushing out of a room
Aurora's POV:I would be lying if I said that I wasn't feeling strong enough leave this room. I could still feel the pain from the stab wound but it wasn’t too bad.I could bear it. And besides the scars on my heart, I was fine. So, I had no excuse or reason to miss the dinner I had been so kindly invited to. Yes, I wish I wasn't rescued. Yes, I wish I wasn't saved but I was and at this point, I felt it better to see being saved as grace from the goddess and an opportunity to start afresh. It’s not like I deserve it but now that I've been given that chance, I won't misuse it. I will try my best to start afresh… is that even possible??“All done.” Eliza said as she combed the last tangle out of my hair and I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I had no make up on but Eliz wouldn’t stop singing about how beautiful I looked. I wouldn't lie. I was nervous. To meet this Alpha who saved me. I don’t know why but I was Anxious even. Things look like Eliza and I will be staying a good long w
Aurora’s POV;“Does your wound still hurt? “He questioned and I swallowed hard as I looked into his beautiful Silver eyes. They were enchanting. The way the lights reflected in them, the way his pupils stared unshaken, screaming authority a poise. His beard was black, full, healthy, and neat. His full hair had streaks of white. He was tall, built, smelled amazing, and was just… Perfect. He slowly raised a brow and just then, I realized that I hadn't answered his question.“It… hurts just a little. “I replied and he just stared at me before nodding. He looked over at Eliza and she looked away. He stretched his hand to me and I hesitated before taking it. As our hands touched Alma leapt in my head and I struggled to keep her down. At the same time, I heard the Alpha draw a deep breath. But when I turned to look at him, he had a straight face and it made me wonder if I was just overthinking.“It’s a pleasure to have you here with us, Aurora. “He said and I drew a deep breath as his heav
Aurora’s POV:The tension in the room was so thick, it felt like a knife could cut through it. As I stared across the dining table at Alpha Dante's father. I could feel the weight of his irritated gaze, sharp and heavy, like a lazerbeam piercing through me. My heart raced, thudding against my ribcage, as I wrestled with the crushing memories of how I had let my emotions blind me, leading me to this moment of stark vulnerability and loneliness. Leading me to this pitiful present. How would I explain to everyone how stupid I have been and how I lost everything because of love.I opened my mouth to speak. To say something. Anything to at least explain to them that I’m no spy or enemy. But what would I say? What could I say? The words were trapped, tangled up in a web of shame and regret. I couldn’t find the words to defend myself or shield myself from their suspicions, but I had to say something. Just as I opened my mouth to manage a sound, Dante's deep voice cut through the silence."Yo
Aurora’s POV;The door to my room clicked shut behind me, and the first thing I did was spin around in delight, letting out a tiny squeal. I was alone, finally. The evening had been magical, like something from a dream. As much as I hated to admit it, Dante had captivated me completely with his striking features and effortless grace. My heart still fluttered at the memory of him, and a grin spread across my face, an evidence of the excitement I couldn't hide. He had this way of making the world seem more vibrant, more alive… He had away of making himself take the center stage of my mind. Every other thing faded into oblivion when he was there. I flopped onto the edge of the bed, staring at the shimmering fabric of my gown, which seemed to still carry the whispers of the night. Dante’s presence was like a spell. A mad, enchanting spell. When we danced, our steps intertwined like a perfect duet, and then he led me outside, where the moonlight blessed the garden with silvery hues. It
Aurora’s POV;The palace was dipped in a peaceful silence. The kind that only the very early morning hours could bring. I was lying peacefully in my bed and wrapped in the warmth and comfort of sleep when a series of loud, insistent knocks shattered my tranquility. Thud, thud, thud. The noise was relentless, and I could feel it vibrating through my bones. I buried my head deeper into my pillow, hoping that the disturbance would stop. But it didn’t. It just kept getting worse. Irritated, I sit up and find Eliza staring at the door too. Before I can speak, a voice calls from the other side of the door. Low but loud enough for me to hear and even somewhat authoritative.“Ma’am Aurora! Ma’am Aurora, are you awake? Lady Catarina has sent me to get you. She said it’s time to begin your duties as a palace maid. ”As I hear those words, I freeze. My mind is struggling to clear the fog of sleep, and nothing makes sense.Lady Catarina? Duties as a palace maid? I turned my gaze to Eliza, who
Aurora’s POV;Eliza and I were busy sieving the flour to be used for tonight’s dinner when she suddenly called me through a mind link. I looked up at her in confusion, and he informed me that Laura was heading right for us. I looked up and in the grand kitchen, there she was. Heading straight to us. My mind wandered as I admired how beautiful and graceful she was. She would make a perfect Luna. Kind, gorgeous, caring, beautiful, and graceful.“Privacy! “She yelled when she was in front of Eliza and me and just as everyone began to leave, I noticed something about her. Laura’s aura wasn’t cute or sweet like I'd grown to know it to be. As Eliza made to leave, I grabbed her wrist to stop her. Laura isn’t here for friendly pleasantries, and whatever she’s here for, I want Eliza here with me while I face it.She looked at my grip on Eliza’s hand, looked up at me, and then scoffed. “I asked for privacy. “She said, and I smiled.“I heard. But she stays. Unless you mean you want to stay here
Third Person’s Narrative;Eliza and Aurora were knee-deep in the chaos of the palace garden. The early afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow over the sprawling lawn, highlighting the delicate beauty of the roses and the tangled mess of the bushes that needed pruning. Eliza used her shears with practiced ease, cutting away at the unruly branches while Aurora, next to her, struggled with the same task.Eliza's laughter, light and melodic, rang through the air as she watched her princess wrestle with the oversized garden shears. Aurora’s efforts were earnest but clumsy. Each snip seemed to take more out of her than anticipated, and less from the bushes. It was obvious that the bushes were being pruned by a novice, and Aurora had not the slightest clue what was going on. "Careful there, my lady!" Eliza called out, trying to stifle her giggles. "If you keep that up, we'll end up with a topiary disaster. "She laughed and Aurora paused, her face flushed from the combination of effort and
Third Person’s Narrative;The sound of Laura and her maid giggling in the ballroom was one warm sound to the heart and ears. The opulence of the room, with its crystal chandeliers, and beautiful tapestries seemed to enhance the cheerfulness of their rehearsal. Laura’s laughter, light and melodic, wove seamlessly with the delicate strains of the violin, creating an atmosphere of blissful fun. She twirled gracefully with her dress billowing around her like a cloud of dreams. Her maid, Lydia, mirrored her movements, their steps becoming a harmonious dance of practice and joy.“Lady Laura, you look as though you’ve stepped out of a fairy tale,” Lydia said, her voice warm with genuine admiration.Laura’s eyes sparkled as she swirled to face her maid. “Oh, Lydia, I feel as though I’m dreaming. I just can’t wait for the wedding. The waltz will be perfect, won’t it? Dante and I will look so lovely together. ”She spoke, and Lydia beamed. “Absolutely. And we’ll make sure every step is as f
Aurora’s POV;The words hit me like a thunderclap in the middle of a peaceful day. I turned to look at Catarina and she scoffed.“Don’t give me that look. This is my home, and nothing stays hidden from me. “She spoke again, and I gulped.“I heard Dante and his Beta talking about it. And you should know, my brother said he doesn’t want anything to do with you, because he’s already engaged. ”She said, and I just stared at her. Frozen like the statues around us. “So, if you’re planning to get in between him and Laura, you should just forget it. If not, the same way I found this out, I will find out every other stinking secret you’re hiding from us and use it to throw you out! ”She added and I felt as if the ground had been yanked out from under me. “What are you talking about?” I demanded, with my voice as sharp as a blade. I could feel my face growing hot with a mix of horror and something deeper… Embarrassment, perhaps? Anger? “Stop looking at me like that,” Catrina said, her tone l
Aurora’s Point Of View:The afternoon sun cast gentle dapples over the clear lake as Eliza and I sat on the bench under a beautiful oak tree. The cool shade was a shelter from the oppressive heat. The lake shimmered with a tranquil beauty that made the world and my mind feel at ease. Eliza and I were silent, but that silence was comfortable, and I appreciated it. We didn’t need to talk. I just needed her to be here, and so she stayed. Like she always does. I tossed bits of bread into the lake, watching with a quiet pleasure as the fish darted forward, their scales dazzling in the sunlight as they competed for the crumbs. There was something soothing about this simple act. A connection with nature that eased the constant turmoil felt in my soul.I was lost in the slowly fading ripples of the water when a voice suddenly shattered the silence I was enjoying.“Sult! ” The voice was sharp, like a blade cutting through the silence and immediately, I knew its owner. Who wouldn’t? I turned
Aurora’s Point Of View:As I entered my dimly lit room, the oppressive weight of the day seemed to lift slightly, replaced warm relief.. Eliza, who was seated at a small table near the window, with her dark hair pulled back into a tight braid, stood up on seeing me. “My princess. You’re back! I’m so sorry. I wanted to help you. But Lady Catarina set up guards to keep an eye on me. ”She began to ramble, but I just crumbled on my bed. “Let me see your hands. “She spoke as she rushed to kneel in front of me. Her face fell when she took my hands and tears filled her eyes.“My precious lady. I’ll run you a bath now. “She said as she sprung up but before she could take a step towards the bathroom, I took hold of her wrist.“ I need to talk to you. ”I said softly with my voice carrying the weight of exhaustion.Eliza looked at me, her expression shifting from worry to fear. She gently sat back on the floor and looked up at me. “What’s wrong? ”She asked, and I gulped.I hesitated for a mo
Aurora’s POV;As I stared at the massive hall in front of me, the heavy oak doors groaned open behind me, and Catarina cat walked in with a maid trailing behind her. Catarina’s crimson-colored eyes held the same sharp intensity as always and it sent shivers down my spine. What type of eyes are those? The maid who trailed behind Catarina had an expression that mirrored the disdain of her mistress. The maid’s eyes flickered over me with unspoken judgment before she dropped the bucket and rag in her hands, in front of me with a thud that resonated through the empty space.“Two hours, ”Catarina suddenly declared, with her tone devoid of warmth as always. “The entire hall must be cleaned. In two hours. No shortcuts. And don’t test my patience because you would be forced to meet a side of me you should be thanking the Goddess you haven’t met. ”She added, and I gulped.With a dismissive scowl, she turned on her heels and left. Her footsteps echo and highlight my new reality. The grand hall
Aurora’s POV;The palace was dipped in a peaceful silence. The kind that only the very early morning hours could bring. I was lying peacefully in my bed and wrapped in the warmth and comfort of sleep when a series of loud, insistent knocks shattered my tranquility. Thud, thud, thud. The noise was relentless, and I could feel it vibrating through my bones. I buried my head deeper into my pillow, hoping that the disturbance would stop. But it didn’t. It just kept getting worse. Irritated, I sit up and find Eliza staring at the door too. Before I can speak, a voice calls from the other side of the door. Low but loud enough for me to hear and even somewhat authoritative.“Ma’am Aurora! Ma’am Aurora, are you awake? Lady Catarina has sent me to get you. She said it’s time to begin your duties as a palace maid. ”As I hear those words, I freeze. My mind is struggling to clear the fog of sleep, and nothing makes sense.Lady Catarina? Duties as a palace maid? I turned my gaze to Eliza, who
Aurora’s POV;The door to my room clicked shut behind me, and the first thing I did was spin around in delight, letting out a tiny squeal. I was alone, finally. The evening had been magical, like something from a dream. As much as I hated to admit it, Dante had captivated me completely with his striking features and effortless grace. My heart still fluttered at the memory of him, and a grin spread across my face, an evidence of the excitement I couldn't hide. He had this way of making the world seem more vibrant, more alive… He had away of making himself take the center stage of my mind. Every other thing faded into oblivion when he was there. I flopped onto the edge of the bed, staring at the shimmering fabric of my gown, which seemed to still carry the whispers of the night. Dante’s presence was like a spell. A mad, enchanting spell. When we danced, our steps intertwined like a perfect duet, and then he led me outside, where the moonlight blessed the garden with silvery hues. It