"Steven, my little boy!" "Steve, you are back from the trip!" The king and queen exclaimed in happiness as soon as they saw their youngest son getting inside the living room. They were having their morning tea. Steven had gone on a patrolling mission around their border for a week and he had just returned this morning. Steven was the youngest and most loving son of theirs. They pamper them more than they do to Kendrick. Kendrick doesn't mind because he loves his younger brother as well. "Good morning, father. Good morning, mother. Could I please talk to you both later? I am in a hurry." Steven said in a blank tone as he continued to walk toward the stairs after stopping to bow at them a little. He didn't even look at them properly. "You just returned from a very long and tiring journey. What are you in a hurry for?" The king stopped him and asked with a frown. Steven stopped after hearing him as well and turned around to look at him. The look of annoyance and displeasure were clea
"Hello, Steven. It's nice to see you after so long," Selena said, her voice dripping with false warmth as she entered the room uninvited. She held herself with an air of entitlement, her every movement exuding confidence. The unpredictable reaction of the brothers intrigued her, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips."Hello, Selena. I wish I could say the same about you," Steven retorted, his displeasure evident in his tone. He and Selena had never been on good terms since childhood, their relationship marred by rivalry and animosity. Growing up as friends, the connection between their families had thrust them into each other's lives, but their conflicting personalities had kept them at odds.But after what she did to Faith, she has been marked as a red card to his enmity list. He cannot tolerate evil souls. He didn't know what was going on in his brother's head, he needed to talk to him as soon as possible before he lost his temper."Why are you being so grumpy early in the morn
"John! Please come quickly! Our dear son is starting to regain consciousness," Lina, Jackson's mother, urgently called out upon noticing faint movements in her son's body.Jackson had been trapped in the clutches of unconsciousness for the past agonizing days. Kendrick, in his merciless act of brutality, had not only beaten him to the edge of death but also administered a concoction of potent medicines that left Jackson weak and feeble. The road to recovery had been an arduous one, spanning almost three grueling days."Jackson, my boy! Can you hear me?" John's voice brimmed with a mixture of relief and concern as he rushed into the room, his face marked with the weight of worry."John, we must summon the doctor immediately!" Lina's voice quivered with a blend of anxiousness and hope, fully aware of the critical nature of their son's condition. John nodded in comprehension, fully understanding the urgency of the situation, and hastened to make the necessary arrangements."Doctor! Nurse!
The sun began its descent, casting a warm golden hue across the quiet neighborhood. The door creaked open, revealing a tired and weary Faith stepping into her humble abode. The weight of the day seemed to press upon her slender shoulders, the lines of exhaustion etched deeply into her face. She had endured a long and arduous day in cleaning the complete training building. Her footsteps, slow and deliberate, echoed through the narrow hallway as she made her way towards the room where her little daughter, Echo, awaited her return. Faith closed the door gently behind her, the click resonating throughout the silent room. She let out a heavy sigh, releasing the pent-up tension that had accumulated within her. As Faith approached the room, she could hear the faint sounds of soft weeping, punctuated by tiny sniffles. A heaviness settled in her chest as she recognized the familiar sound of her daughter's sadness. Faith's pace quickened, her concerns growing, and she gently pushed open the do
The dimly lit corridor was lined with antique paintings and ornate, dusty furniture, creating an atmosphere of mystery and intrigue. The sound of Kendrick's footsteps echoed loudly against the polished marble floor, accentuating his frustration. His furrowed brow and clenched fists revealed his seething anger as he stormed ahead, completely ignoring Faith's desperate calls from behind."King, please, wait! Please listen to me!"Her voice filled with concern and desperation, called out to him. But her pleas fell on deaf ears as he stubbornly kept on walking, taking long strides. She has already lost him in the pile of corridors. She couldn't match his speed.He has already mind linked to his special guards to bring those bastards in this dungeon which is specially designed for torturing low lives. Soon a concealed doorway appeared among the myriad of paintings. As he turned a corner, his steps led him right into this hidden passage. The door swung open silently, revealing a secret hall
Kendrick stood outside the secret door of the dungeon to make sure there wasn't anyone standing outside. He didn't want anyone to find out about this place. When he didn't hear any sound near the place, he slowly opened the door. As he stepped through the door, he noticed a small petite body at the opposite side, leaned against the wall and laying down. Walking further toward that body, Kendrick discovered Faith lying asleep on the floor. His brows frowned as he couldn't hear her heartbeat. "Faith…?" He kneeled down and slowly called out her name, but received no response.Worry welled up inside him as he rushed to her side, gently shaking her to wake her up. However, Faith remained in a deep slumber, oblivious to his presence.Kendrick's worry turned into a mix of relief and tenderness as he realized she was unharmed and simply exhausted from cleaning the whole training building herself. He carefully scooped her up into his arms, cradling her against his chest. Her head nestled aga
TWO DAYS LATER Inside the grand palace, anticipation filled the air as the workers diligently prepared for the upcoming gala. The corridors buzzed with activity as decorators adorned the halls with lavish tapestries, while florists carefully arranged exquisite bouquets to enhance the royal ambiance. Amidst the flurry of preparations, the future queen, Selena, took charge of the final touches, inspecting every detail to ensure perfection.Donned in her resplendent gown, Selena commanded attention as she strolled through the palace, her regal presence casting a shadow over the bustling servants. With an air of authority, she directed the workers, orchestrating the symphony of preparations for the grand event. Her sharp eyes scrutinized the placement of every decoration, her meticulousness driving the workers to deliver their best.In the midst of the whirlwind, Faith was going about her tasks, her heart pounding with nervousness. She was working with everyone today. Selena ordered her t
The dimly lit room was filled with an air of despair as Steven carefully tended to the wounds that marred Faith's delicate skin. They were in a room beside Faith's room on Faith's request. The crimson stains on the bandages bore witness to the violence she had endured. Each gentle touch of the sterile gauze was a reminder of the pain she had suffered, and Steven didn't like it at all. Faith tried to hold in her cries as much as possible.As Steven gingerly wrapped the bandage around her battered arm, his hands trembled with a mixture of sadness and frustration. The sight of Faith's injuries, inflicted by those with ill intentions, unleashed a torrent of emotions within him. His hatred for Selena increased some more. The weight of guilt settled heavily upon his shoulders, for he had been unable to shield her from the clutches of Selena. He was going to deal with her later. "I'm so sorry, Faith," Steven whispered, his voice quivering with remorse. "I should have protected you like I p
4 YEARS LATERFaith was in the kitchen busy making the evening snacks for the kids. It was a nice evening. Her whole family has come to visit her. There was Steven and Thea as well along with their children. When all the kids met together, they started shouting at once that they wanted food cooked by her only. Everyone has different demands. They have a leader though.Ethan, Echo, Steven and Thea's three years old daughter Natasha and two years old son Max. They started to clap their hands to support each other. And Faith has a big baby too. Steven! The leader of the group. Who is not leaving any effort to spoil the kids."Need any help there, queen?" Steven asked, entering the kitchen while biting on an apple.Almost four more years of their life had passed off. Ethan and Echo's seventh birthday was coming near and Kendrick, Faith, Steven and Thea had all geared up for preparations.Ethan and Echo were the two jewels of everyone's eyes. Natasha and Max coming into this family made t
IN FAITH'S PACKThe air hummed with anticipation as the members of the community bustled about, each engaged in their own task to prepare for the momentous event that was about to unfold. Colorful banners adorned the streets, and laughter and joyful chatter filled the air, a stark contrast to the years of darkness they had endured.Faith's parents returned to their pack as the true leader.In the heart of the gathering, a stage had been erected, draped in rich fabrics and adorned with intricate designs that reflected the history and resilience of their people. A feeling of unity and camaraderie infused the atmosphere as people of all ages worked side by side, preparing for the long-awaited celebration.A group of children adorned with flowers dashed around, their giggles like musical notes in the breeze. The older generation shared stories of the past, their faces reflecting a mix of nostalgia and hope for the future. Every step, every decoration, was a testament to their undying loya
A FEW DAYS LATER "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear, Ethan and Echo! Happy birthday to you!" Everyone sang the birthday song to the birthday boy and girl. They both were in cloud nine. They had been pampered like princes and princesses since morning. They were so happy. They happily cut the cake with the help of their parents. They were really excited about blowing the candles off and eating the cake. Everyone laughed at their excitement. Echo was in her uncle Steven's arm eating the chocolates that he bought for her. He was back to health now. Ethan was busy with his aunt Thea who gave him a brand new fake sword which he loved the most. Thea also came out of the grief of losing her niece as she was better at heaven than in this sinful world.Everyone was happy. The situation had calmed down a little and it was a relief for everyone. Faith had kept her words of ending everything before Ethan and Echo's birthday and she was quite proud of it. But th
'Faith, where are you?' She heard Kendrick mind linking her. 'I am close to reaching the back of the camp. Where are you?' Faith questioned back.'I am going to join our people in the fight. It's going to take his attention and you can reach the children and Helen. Do you know where he is?' He asked. 'Yes, I do. I know where they are. Thea told me their location.' She replied and within seconds she saw a Kendrick's Lycan had latched its mouth around the neck of a rogue, the scent of rotten flesh battering her sensitive nose. The Lycan whipped its neck to the side, the large rogue subdued by the warrior's strong jaw. A crumbled smash echoed throughout the fight, the whining sound of metal bending. The rogue had been thrown into a tree, a few metres away from her, shattering the tree. Her eyes met the eyes of her mate and it nodded at her. She nodded back before continuing with her plan.Patches of grass were torn from the ground by large paws, laying in clumps around the park. Ther
"I don't understand why you are doing this? What are you going to get out of this? You have no idea what all you did, Jackson," Faith's voice trembled with anger and hurt. "You say you loved me? Never, Jackson. If you would have loved me, you would have been happy seeing me with the person I wish to be... Seeing me close to my husband and my family. A person like you, who can play with so many hearts and lives, can never love anyone. He can only love his own self." Her words were filled with frustration and disappointment.Jackson's face contorted with anger, unable to believe the accusations being thrown at him. He marched closer, but Kendrick's resolute form came between them, a clear and unspoken message of protection. Faith stood her ground as well, bolstered by Kendrick's presence."You both don't look that scared? Have you ever imagined that today would be the last day of your precious life?" Jackson's voice oozed with a chilling confidence, accompanied by a sinister smirk that
Jackson and Faith were in a car which stopped at hill point and Jackson pulled Faith out of the car. She was still trying to get freed but couldn't match his strength. She was holding the ring given by Kendrick close to her to drag strength from it.Jackson looked at her hand which she was securing so much. That's when Jackson noticed the ring on her finger."Is that a ring gifted by Kendrick?" He asked. "Throw it away. I don't want you to have anything related to him. And I tried so hard to make it possible but unfortunately your good for nothing children stood in the middle of my goal." He said.Faith was horrified and as well as disgusted. She tried to move away but Jackson didn't let her go."So where is Kendrick, huh? Who is going to save you now?" He asked sarcastically. "Was it so hard to live by my will? I told you I was going to accept you as my mate. Then why did you run away four years ago?" He asked through gritted teeth."Yes, I tried to escape and I will escape a hundred
Faith stood anxiously in the living room, her heart racing with a mix of hope and an unknown anxiety. She looked at the little boy with the same eyes as her daughter Echo. The little boy looked so much like Echo that it almost gave her a chill.. The man with Steven dropped the boy on his feet as the boy fearfully and curiously looked around with a scowl on his small facem. As she waited, the small figure emerged from the distance, cautiously approaching her as her eyes locked with her. The boy's eyes were filled with fear and confusion as he glanced at Faith. His steps faltered, and he seemed torn between curiosity and the urge to flee.With tears streaming down her face, Faith took a step closer, her voice quivering as she whispered, "My sweet boy, it's me… it's your mother."The boy's brow furrowed, skepticism and anxiety etched on his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out, as if the emotions were strangling his voice.Faith couldn't contain herself any longer.
In the dimly lit dungeon, the air is heavy with an ominous aura. Chains rattle as Jackson leans against the cold stone wall with a twisted grin on his lips. His parents are kept in a different cell. Even though he was the Lycan king now, his Lycan powers were in danger because of Helen losing all her powers. Just then, the sound of echoing footsteps heralds the arrival of Helen, the sinister witch with a wicked gleam in her eyes. She found an antidote to escape from Faith's people but she was still very weak."Grandma," Jackson purrs, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "My partner in darkness. It seems like you are getting your energy back as your magic elements are near." He said with a smirk.Helen's lips curl into a smug smirk as she approaches him. "Ah, Jackson," she drawls, her voice carrying a dangerous allure. "My dearest grandson. Where is your special partner? And what brings you to this delightful corner of despair?""Faith won the battle of being the alpha. That's why
A FEW HOURS LATERJackson and his family are locked away in a room. His power and orders are not working here anymore. Helen is way too weak to provide power to Jackson. So, Jackson, as "the king" asked for a room to stay before he leaves for the kingdom to Faith."What's happening here?" Faith asked in a dominating tone as soon as she walked inside the room and stood in front of a group of angry people. Her posture was filled with strength and confidence, making each of them almost cower away. They could already feel some power radiating from her but they were way too blinded with some unknown rage which possessed them to notice who Faith was."Who are you?" One of the male wolves asked with a snarl. His eyes were golden, glistening brightly, letting her know that his wolf was at the surface. But that didn't scare her at all nor made her stance break even for a little bit. Instead she grew more intimidating. She felt a presence inside her and at that moment she knew that it was her