We remained at the pack house, where we were entertained by the Alpha. He treated us well, especially when I explained to him who I was since he didn't know Thomas who had boldly gone to him first.He began to tell us stories about my dad, many I didn't know of. It made me see my father in a greater light. He explained how my father had helped him one time when he was greatly distressed because his pack was under attack by rogues. My dad had sent his warriors even without him asking for help. He said he was indebted to my father since then and wanted to repay him, but all my father wanted was friendship. His stories brought goosebumps to my skin. I knew my father was a nice and well-known Alpha with integrity, but this just made me respect him some more.“So Queen Georgina, whatsoever it is that you need, all you have to do is ask, and I promise to do my best for you for your father's sake,” I bowed my head in appreciation when I felt a nudge from the person beside me. Princess Pame
I stood far from the feast, somewhere I had asked Joana to find earlier today. I waited rather impatiently for Godfrey, whom Joana had gone to summon. The place was not so different from the place where I had first kissed Godfrey, it was by the lake. Although everywhere was dark, the moon was giving us light. When I heard footsteps of someone running towards my direction, I turned around to see Godfrey, who paused when he saw me. Confusion was written all over his face, and I could tell that Joana had told him something that must have scared him. She did say she had a good plan in mind.“My Queen” he called and I hummed, “Hey, Godfrey. Why were you running like that?” I asked. He frowned as he spoke, “Luna, your personal maid had come to inform me that you were drowning,” I raised my brow, “Did she?” A smirk appeared on my lips. He looked confused, and I shrugged, “I wasn't drowning, but I can if that will get your attention” I winked at him“Do you want something?” He asked, a
“My lady?” I heard Godfrey call and I blinked at him. What the fuck?!? Have I been daydreaming? My jaw clenched as I looked at the boy in front of me who still had a worried expression on his face.Damn it!I closed the distance between us as my hand reached for his jaw but he turned away slightly, I said,“Were you worried for me? I wasn’t drowning but I could if that would get your attention,” I hoped that worked just as my thoughts but I guessed not because Godfrey’s expression was different. Instead, he asked,“Are you drunk, my queen? You’ve been standing there quietly for quite a while now. And why will you want to drown yourself?” His question with an innocent one and that angered me to the core because he was acting like we didn’t share a moment once upon a time.“Godfrey, did you forget what we talked about yesterday?” I asked him. His eyes moved to mine, he was looking right into my eyes as he asked,“What was it about?” I paused to gaze at Godfrey. Was he joking with me, p
“Are we supposed to know you, Mother Nature?” one asked and they burst into laughter. There were six of them in total“Let’s just go, Georgi,” Joana tried to persuade me but I ignored her before walking towards them, “This should be the last time you are to speak to me rudely. I do not care if you are guards of Underpack, I can make you disappear,”“Oh oh oh, I’m shivering in fear,” one of them pretended to tremble and the others laughed making me clench my jaws because even though I could fight a little, I knew I wouldn’t be able to fight them all.“Listen little miss---““Little miss?” Joana asked and one said,“I’ll advise you to shut your mouth when the royal guards are talking,”“More like royal dogs are barking,” I retorted which must have touched their ego because one came to me with anger and I was ready to fight back. No one dares to talk back disrespectfully to my friend.My teeth were aching ready to snap into cranes while my fingers were into claws when like lightening, s
Godfrey, without complaint and with an injury in his arm, ran through the forest back to the pack house. He stood a few miles away and laid down so we could get down. I didn’t want to come down, my hands held on to his soft fur, and I could sleep there all night long. His smell makes me want to rub my body all over him till I have the same smell. Then the speed that brought the cool breeze as he ran, I wish I could stay with him forever but of course, Joana was always there to remind me that I don’t have the right to dream and fantasize anymore.“Thank you,” Joana said to him with a slight bow and he gave her a bow as well. I was about to thank him too when he turned around and disappeared out of my sight.“What was that?” I asked no one in particular but Joana burst into laughter. Laughter that caused my lips to twitch. Why did he leave like that? I looked around if I would see him but he was out of sight, Joana was pulling me out of there when my eyes caught sight of the blood on t
“It’s been a long time since we spent time together, Georgina”Thomas sniffed my naked neck, his fingers trailing up and down my skin and I gulped. His lips dropped kisses on my skin as he reached his hand reached for my palm giving me a light squeeze.I stood there still like a statue, if this had happened a month ago, I would have dove on his bed immediately.Although we didn’t marry for love, we have accepted the truth that we were married to each other and sex was necessary, especially when I am a sex-craving woman. Yes, and Thomas had left me wanting for so long but not anymore“That’s true, Thomas,” I replied, slipping out of his hold, “I wonder who made that happen,”I didn’t bother looking at him, I knew there was a deep frown on his face, instead, I proceeded toward the bathroom,“Are you rejecting me, Georgina?” he asked and I turned to see his eyes narrowed at me.‘Well of course idiot. Do you think I’d share same dick with some maids? Think again, loser’ Only that, this wa
I made my way to the part of the forest where Godfrey had disappeared to. I don't know if he was still there but I wanted to try my luck. It was far better walking in the dark forest late at night than sleeping in the same bed with Thomas."Godfrey!" I whispered-yelled but didn't get any reply. "Godfrey* I called out a little louder as I went deeper into the forest. I knew I wasn't supposed to do this but I really wanted to know if he was okay'Or have your ride' Leslie hissed and I rolled my eyes at her. 'I am not some unreasonable sex-craving creature, I know Godfrey is hurt, so I won't let him ride me,' I smirk appeared on my lips as I said, 'I'll ride him instead,' Leslie, my wolf, and I kept talking for a long time before I finally gave up and went back to the pack house. Godfrey must have gone to bed. When I got back to our room, I was so exhausted that I fell on the bed, and within minutes, I was in dreamland.****I stepped out of the pack house only to find Pamela, Thomas
When I thought the ride to the Under pack was bad, the ride back was worse. Nathan was asked to follow us and protect us with his life. Like I can't protect myself. Joana and I were uncomfortable throughout the ride. My dream to fuck Godfrey along the way couldn't come to pass. Nathan is a bone in the throat and I wish Godfrey was as crazy as Joana. We would have all ganged up and killed the bastard. Why do I feel he is so happy that he was coming with us back to the pack? What's interesting about sitting in a carriage with two women who hate you with passion? The journey suddenly became so long, making me wonder if this wasn't the same routine we had passed through while we were going. The journey was silent, no one spoke to the other, not even Joana and I until we finally made it to the pack. Seeing the castle from afar, I was the happiest. If not I didn't want to ruin this gown of mine, I would have quickly transformed and run to the castle without their slow horse's help. Whe
GODFREY'S POV. At the party, I stood by the door, leaning against the wall. My mind kept going back to the strange sounds I heard coming from a room earlier. I remembered how the queen was peeking into the room. It was not like her to do something like that. She was usually very respectful of others' privacy, at least not my privacy, but even with that, who could have been in there that made her act so differently?I glanced over at the queen. She had returned to her seat without a word, but something about her seemed off. She looked distant, as if she were lost in some deep, dark place within her own thoughts.Curiosity finally got the best of me. I decided to check who was in that room that had caught the queen’s attention. Quietly, I slipped out of the party, careful not to draw any notice. As I moved down the hall, heading toward the room, I heard faint footsteps behind me. Someone was coming.My heart hammered loudly in my chest as the person approached me. I was too scared to
GEORGINA'S POV. I froze, my whole body tensed, as sweat dripped down my forehead. My heart was pounding loudly in my chest, and I could feel my hands trembling. Slowly, I turned around, almost too scared to see who was behind me. Standing there was Godfrey, watching me with a concerned look on his face. "My queen..." he started to say, but I quickly reached up and covered his mouth, silencing him.I couldn’t let him speak or make any noise; I didn't want those to brat in there to know they were being watched. The look in his eyes showed his concern and confusion as we heard the girl's loud moans. I turned back to the room and turned back to him. The last thing I wanted was for him to see what my husband was doing in that room.Without saying a word, I grabbed Godfrey’s arm and began to pull him away, leading him down the hallway. My mind raced with what I had just witnessed, and I felt a mix of anger, disgust, and sadness. I kept my grip tight, not letting him ask questions or loo
GEORGINA'S POV.I walked through the halls, the loud music from the party fading behind me. I didn’t really know why I was looking for the king, but something inside me felt it was necessary. It was as if an invisible force was pulling me, guiding me to find him.My footsteps echoed in the empty corridors, and I glanced around, searching every corner. The king wasn’t anywhere in sight. The more I walked, the more I felt like I had to keep going, as if he was just around the next turn. But each time, I found nothing.The rooms were quiet, the air still, and it felt strange being away from the party, away from all the noise and people. I felt a slight unease, like I was chasing something I couldn’t catch. I turned another corner, hoping he might be there, but again, the space was empty. My heart sank a little, unsure of why I felt this urgency. Where was the king? And why did it feel like I had to find him right now? But no matter how far I searched, he wasn’t there.I made up my mind
GEORGINA'S POV. The party had already begun, and the music blared loudly through the room. People were laughing and chatting, but I sat quietly, my eyes fixed on Godfrey. He stood across the room, looking calm and composed, but all I could think about was when I would feel his strong rod sliding inside me again. The memory of our last time together flooded my mind—the way his touch made me moan, the thrusting, the sweat dripping off our body, the taste of his tongue. The sound of our moans played over and over in my head, impossible to forget.I was lost in my thoughts when Pamela suddenly touched my arm, pulling me back to reality. I flinched, surprised, as she sat down beside me.She had insisted on throwing this welcome party, trying to hide the shame of Prince Benjamin’s rejection. Thomas, her father, agreed to the party, wanting to cover up the fact that his daughter had been rejected by the prince. It was all just a distraction, a way to make things look normal.Pamela didn’t
GEORGINA'S POV. As I watched Beta Nathan disappear into the hallway, I couldn't help but smoldered at him with resentment. His final words lingering in my head, and although he didn't say it directly, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had just been threatened.“I swear if you so much as to touch Godfrey's hair, I would kill you,” I muttered, clenching my fist in anger. Joana appeared at my side, her face etched with concern. “What happened there?” she asked. “Why did the king suddenly summon you?”I sighed, brushing a hand through my hair. “The king called me in to question me about Mill’s death. He thinks I should have stepped in, that I should have done more.”Joana scoffed. “He always wants to put all the work on you; he knows that you are the real woman in this palace,” she whispered. “It is good the king left it in my care; for the first time I am using his incompetence to take care of Godfrey.”Joana frowned, her eyes narrowing. “Does he suspect anything about Godfrey?”I s
Author's pov. Alpha Thomas paced back and forth in his office, his face filled with anger and frustration. He stopped suddenly, glaring at Beta Nathan, who stood nervously before him.“How could this happen, Nathan?” Thomas demanded, his voice low but filled with anger. “Mill was our finest warrior, a man that led thousands to battle and always came back victorious, and now he’s dead. I left you in charge while I was away, and this is what happens.”Beta Nathan darted his eyes left and right, struggling to find the right words. “Alpha, I understand your anger,” he began slowly. “We are still investigating. It seems Mill was poisoned, but we don’t know yet who is responsible. We are still searching, but the murderer has covered their tracks well.”Thomas’s eyes narrowed in anger. “Poisoned? And you have found nothing? How could you let this happen under your watch? You were supposed to protect the kingdom while I was gone, Nathan. Instead, one of our own has been killed. You failed.”
GEORGINA'S POV.I jerked up from the bed, my face flickered to anger. What the hell was she talking about? How could she be so wicked to think about that?“Mother, please that is the only way I can be happy,” she pleaded.“No,” I shouted. “Pamela, are you hearing yourself?” I snapped.“Mother, you know this more than I do, the moon goddess won't give me another mate till he is gone.”“She would certainly not let you get married if you kill your mate,” I eyed. “Who gave you such wide thoughts?”“Mother,” she shouted.“Pamela,” I shouted back. “We are taking another person's life because you want to have a life.”“Mother, he is just a slave,” she shouted throwing the pillows to turn ground.“And he is someone's son, someone's brother, a friend, you need to start respecting people's life.”“Mother, who do you love more?” Sh blurted out.“What!” I scoffed. How could she asked me that question? I know I also love Godfrey but how could I place her above him…no, I would place Godfrey above h
GEORGINA'S POV.I let out a sigh of frustration as I rolled my eyes, this wasn't really necessary, Beta Nathan insisted that we all wait outside to hear the good news of the princess, Pamela was my daughter, she was the one who was supposed to come to me with good news not me waiting for her. Yes, we have the king, he must have enjoyed himself over there, draining his balls with perfect ease. How pathetic for me to wait for such a man. The king’s carriage rolled into the palace courtyard, its shiny wheels casting a glow to the ground, The horses snorted, their hooves clattering on the stone path. Around the courtyard, people stood quietly, heads lowered, waiting. The carriage slowed down as it neared the steps of the palace. Everyone stayed still, well except me of course, I was hisses every second. Finally, the carriage stopped. The slaves ran to the door gently opening the door of the carriage. The king slowly stepped out, his face brimmed with a bright smile. Joana moved close
GODFREY'S POV. Sam led me to the edge of the woods as the morning light filtered through the trees. We walked quietly, the ground soft beneath our feet, with the sound of birds singing above us. The air was cool and fresh, carrying the scent of the damp trees, As we went deeper, the trees grew taller, their branches creating a soft canopy. Fallen leaves crunched gently with each step and the distant rustle of the wind filled everywhere. We didn’t speak, just walked together. Sam was the name of the man, after much begging for him to train me he finally accepted but ever since then, Draco went silent. Sometimes I wish I could trade my werewolf for some bread, he was so picky and had this strange strong arrogance, how can a wolf and its master have different personalities?Draco said I hurt his ego by begging Sam to help me out, but he forgot the part where we either die or we have to leave the palace. “I heard the queen was sick,” he blurted out. “How is she now?” I turned to him