Baka had lost count of how many times the wind had been knocked out of her in one night alone. Not only was her brother alive but he was also the leader of the renowned human rebel group desecrating werewolf cities and killing everyone without mercy. And Eugene was their ally, helping humans kill his people. Including his brother and their entire family. What was happening?โYouโve killed so many people, Henry.โโAnd how many of our people have they killed?โโSo you kill their kids in return? Level their cities to the ground and bury their women and children under heavy concrete and debris? Massacre our kind in the process?โHenry shook his head. โThat wasnโt us.โShe paused. โWhat do you mean?โโDo you know me so little to believe I would allow the massacre of innocent women and children? The rumor about a special weapon was just thatโa rumor. We had to threaten them but all we had were knockout bombs. โOur plan was to knock the people in the city out and kill the Alpha king. Then
The meeting didnโt start at noon as planned but late evening. After enjoying a hearty meal in the dining hall, Tatum asked his guests to follow him into the throne room where a round table had been set.Eight Alphas under Boazโs rule, and five under Eugeneโs were present. Alpha Wally and Alpha Aziz were also in attendance, as well as Alpha Hanriel, Sarah, and the high priestess. Hannah, Eugeneโs sister, had excused herself over an hour ago.Since Tatumโs awkward encounter with Sarah last night, she had said fewer words to him and barely looked him in the eye. He wondered if she had truly gotten the hint and it was finally over. If so, he hoped it wouldnโt make them enemies.As they all sat on their respective seats, Tatum gave orders for the doors to be shut.โThank you all once again for agreeing to this meeting. It shows great leadership to put our differences aside and work together against a common enemy. โAs leaders of our individual territories, it is our responsibility to ke
The room became more tense as the Alphas looked from the high priestess to Tatum. The high priestesses were known for one thingโpower beyond imagining. The most powerful ones could inhabit the full power of the moon goddess herself. One of those special abilities was the power of confession. With one touch, they could get a man to spill any secrets, even those he believed he would take to his grave. It was a horrible invasion of privacy and the kind of sentencing they only gave to traitors who had committed high treason.Tatum had once witnessed a man being confessed when he was a teenager. It was both a fascinating and terrifying sight. It was as though the man had lost all free will, his tongue had loosened like running water, and he simply wanted to please the high priestess who had merely touched his cheeks.It was said that it worked differently for everyone. The weakest of men could become slaves to the high priestess until her death released them from her hold and vice ver
A week had passed since Baka left Khandom City behind. Her stay at the safe haven with the rebel group hadnโt been unpleasant. It was small yet spacious, hidden deep inside the woods with lots of armories and underground tunnels. There were about a hundred people living in the settlement and they were all divided into houses. House Philippi, house Rome, house Ephesus, house Thessalonica and house Corinth.They had a day-to-day schedule with routines on the upkeep of their environment, exchanging duties on a daily basis. It was very Henry to come up with such an arrangement. He was a big organizer. His idea brought order to their community.Baka was in house Phillipi. The community had been excited to have the sister and mother of their leader join them. They had welcomed them with open arms and ensured that they wanted for nothing. It was nothing short of amazing.It was as though Baka had regained her family again. It felt so similar to old times she could imagine it exactly as it
Baka walked into the armoury where young boys were assembling a few weapons while others cleaned it or trained with it. Rohey wasnโt in the kitchen nor was she in her room and someone had told her to check in here. She spotted her brother talking quietly with a boy called Hassan. Theyโd been introduced during the week sheโd been here. Sheโd found him to be a little weird.โHave you seen Rohey?โ She asked once she reached them.Her brother turned to her sharply. โWow, no hello or hi?โโSorry,โ she mumbled, sending an apology to Hassan with her eyes. โIโm in a hurry.โHenry stared at her for a second and then turned to Hassan, patting him on the shoulders. โWeโll finish our discussion later.โTurning back to Baka, he led her away from the armory and into the pathway towards the tree in the middle of their settlement.โWhatโs wrong?โ Henry asked once they sat on the cemented floor. โYou look worried.โBaka decided she didnโt have time to hide the truth from him. Heโd only press her fu
Days passed and Baka learnt to fall into the routine of their settlement. She checked on Rohey often even when Rohey had shouted at her to stop babysitting her. The girl was too independent for her own good.Bakaโs house, House Phillipi, were on kitchen duty today. She and the girls in her house, which included Mosann, were hard at work washing the dishes they had just used for lunch. The food made here held no candle to the palace food she had grown used to, but it was still pretty good.The girls did their chores in awkward silence as some of them didnโt know Baka and Mosann well enough to strike a conversation. Baka didnโt mind. She needed the peace of mind which ironically always came when working, especially doing something so mundane as dish washing.The boys fetched the water they were using to wash the dishes and some of them hung around waiting for them to finish washing so that they would return the plates back into the kitchen.โIs it true that you were Alpha King Tatumโ
Tatum was thirsty. As he sat in the stinking cell his brother had left him in, he tried to ignore all the things nature demanded. In truth, he didnโt understand why his brother hadnโt killed him yet. Heโd gotten what he wanted. A seat on the throne. Tatum was of no further use to him.Unless he was keeping him around to relish in his humiliation. By now his people and all the territories knew of his connection with his slave. Heโd been spared the worst, having been locked up for the most part. His brother had been here a couple of times to gloat. Yet Tatum couldnโt deny that a part of him was relieved that his secret was out. He may not have liked how it got out but there was such a weight lifted off his shoulders now that it was. After Fortune had gotten the truth out of him, he didnโt stand a chance. Takoda had succeeded in convincing the Alphas that his loyalties were divided and they could no longer trust him with the throne, the city or its secrets. But that was the least of
Baka watched the guards make rounds on the ground and the rooftop, waiting for her opportunity to sneak in undetected. The last time sheโd come through these gates, sheโd been in a truck. This time she was exposed, dressed to blend into her environment.This was suicide. She knew it. Her brother had said as much. But she wasnโt going to let Tatum die.โNow what?โ Bekon whispered beside her. Of all people she didnโt think would come with her on her little rescue mission, Bekon was in the top five. His hatred for the king was well known to her. But when he and Henry had seen that she wouldnโt be convinced out of coming, theyโd chosen to come with her. She believed she had a way in. When sheโd been captured by Ares, sheโd noticed that the cells had small air ventilators that led outside. They were big enough to house a human being. So somewhere behind the city was a direct way into the prison.โWe need a distraction,โ she replied. โOne of you should distract the guards while me and th
Baka stared at her wedding gown, captivated. It was a gown made for royalty and it looked like it was painted on her body. It flowed into a delicate train that pooled around her feet. The floral embroidery on the train was accentuated with tiny pearls and ruffles which covered the bodice and sleeves of the form fitting gown, tapering off on the trumpet skirt.Her hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail with two strands of hair framing each side of her face.She could hardly recognise herself. The more she looked, the weirder she felt. In the best way possible.Henry appeared in the doorway, carrying little Dream in his arms. Theyโd become inseparable since Roheyโs unfortunate passing and he had taken it upon himself to become a father to her.โStill admiring yourself in the mirror?โ Henry chastised. โBy the time youโre done, Tatum will be on his deathbed.โDream, who was playing with his curls, started giggling.Baka glared at Henry through the mirror. โDonโt influence the little gi
โWell, well, well,โ Takoda whistled, slamming the door shut. โWhat do we have here?โ He sauntered into the cell, his gaze fixed on each of them, barely lingering on Aksanaโs still form. โMy disgraced brother, his lover, and her lover. I came to pay my last respects and this is the scene Iโm greeted with.โBakaโs heart sank. They were too late. Her gun was useless, and her dagger was with Eugene. Aksana was too far away from her for her to grab her daggers. She was out of weapons and out of time.Eugene grunted. โI tried to stop them but as you can seeโฆโ he pointed towards his injured thigh.โInteresting,โ Takoda barely whispered, staring at him. โI thought you two were friends.โโAnd I thought we were brothers,โ Tatum spat, his body trembling underneath Bekonโs arms. โYou killed my wife and child!โโAnd you stole what was rightfully mine. Weโre even, don't you think?โ Takoda argued without missing a beat.Tatum brushed Bekon off him and stepped forward menacingly. โNo, Tatum,โ Ba
Someone was clapping. Loudly. The figure leaned off against the wall and sauntered towards them. โI gotta say Iโm impressed.โBaka blinked. โEugene?โ She looked behind him, briefly wondering who else was hiding in the secret dark corners of the prison cell. โWhat are you doing here?โEugene didnโt answer immediately. He seemed to look past her to Tatumโs cell, as though trying to confirm something.โWhat are you doing here?โ he countered. โYou should be at the safe haven. And whoโs this?โ He added, pointing demurely at Bekon. โA friend.โ Baka didnโt have time for introductions. โIf youโre going to help us, great. If not, please pretend you didnโt see us.โโOh, I have no intention of doing either.โHis tone sent chills down her spine. Baka lowered Aksana on the ground slowly but did not release her grip on her throat.โPlease, donโt stop on my account,โ Eugene advised with a strange smile. โNever liked that toad. Feel free to finish her off.โWith her free hand and a wary eye on E
Baka watched the guards make rounds on the ground and the rooftop, waiting for her opportunity to sneak in undetected. The last time sheโd come through these gates, sheโd been in a truck. This time she was exposed, dressed to blend into her environment.This was suicide. She knew it. Her brother had said as much. But she wasnโt going to let Tatum die.โNow what?โ Bekon whispered beside her. Of all people she didnโt think would come with her on her little rescue mission, Bekon was in the top five. His hatred for the king was well known to her. But when he and Henry had seen that she wouldnโt be convinced out of coming, theyโd chosen to come with her. She believed she had a way in. When sheโd been captured by Ares, sheโd noticed that the cells had small air ventilators that led outside. They were big enough to house a human being. So somewhere behind the city was a direct way into the prison.โWe need a distraction,โ she replied. โOne of you should distract the guards while me and th
Tatum was thirsty. As he sat in the stinking cell his brother had left him in, he tried to ignore all the things nature demanded. In truth, he didnโt understand why his brother hadnโt killed him yet. Heโd gotten what he wanted. A seat on the throne. Tatum was of no further use to him.Unless he was keeping him around to relish in his humiliation. By now his people and all the territories knew of his connection with his slave. Heโd been spared the worst, having been locked up for the most part. His brother had been here a couple of times to gloat. Yet Tatum couldnโt deny that a part of him was relieved that his secret was out. He may not have liked how it got out but there was such a weight lifted off his shoulders now that it was. After Fortune had gotten the truth out of him, he didnโt stand a chance. Takoda had succeeded in convincing the Alphas that his loyalties were divided and they could no longer trust him with the throne, the city or its secrets. But that was the least of
Days passed and Baka learnt to fall into the routine of their settlement. She checked on Rohey often even when Rohey had shouted at her to stop babysitting her. The girl was too independent for her own good.Bakaโs house, House Phillipi, were on kitchen duty today. She and the girls in her house, which included Mosann, were hard at work washing the dishes they had just used for lunch. The food made here held no candle to the palace food she had grown used to, but it was still pretty good.The girls did their chores in awkward silence as some of them didnโt know Baka and Mosann well enough to strike a conversation. Baka didnโt mind. She needed the peace of mind which ironically always came when working, especially doing something so mundane as dish washing.The boys fetched the water they were using to wash the dishes and some of them hung around waiting for them to finish washing so that they would return the plates back into the kitchen.โIs it true that you were Alpha King Tatumโ
Baka walked into the armoury where young boys were assembling a few weapons while others cleaned it or trained with it. Rohey wasnโt in the kitchen nor was she in her room and someone had told her to check in here. She spotted her brother talking quietly with a boy called Hassan. Theyโd been introduced during the week sheโd been here. Sheโd found him to be a little weird.โHave you seen Rohey?โ She asked once she reached them.Her brother turned to her sharply. โWow, no hello or hi?โโSorry,โ she mumbled, sending an apology to Hassan with her eyes. โIโm in a hurry.โHenry stared at her for a second and then turned to Hassan, patting him on the shoulders. โWeโll finish our discussion later.โTurning back to Baka, he led her away from the armory and into the pathway towards the tree in the middle of their settlement.โWhatโs wrong?โ Henry asked once they sat on the cemented floor. โYou look worried.โBaka decided she didnโt have time to hide the truth from him. Heโd only press her fu
A week had passed since Baka left Khandom City behind. Her stay at the safe haven with the rebel group hadnโt been unpleasant. It was small yet spacious, hidden deep inside the woods with lots of armories and underground tunnels. There were about a hundred people living in the settlement and they were all divided into houses. House Philippi, house Rome, house Ephesus, house Thessalonica and house Corinth.They had a day-to-day schedule with routines on the upkeep of their environment, exchanging duties on a daily basis. It was very Henry to come up with such an arrangement. He was a big organizer. His idea brought order to their community.Baka was in house Phillipi. The community had been excited to have the sister and mother of their leader join them. They had welcomed them with open arms and ensured that they wanted for nothing. It was nothing short of amazing.It was as though Baka had regained her family again. It felt so similar to old times she could imagine it exactly as it
The room became more tense as the Alphas looked from the high priestess to Tatum. The high priestesses were known for one thingโpower beyond imagining. The most powerful ones could inhabit the full power of the moon goddess herself. One of those special abilities was the power of confession. With one touch, they could get a man to spill any secrets, even those he believed he would take to his grave. It was a horrible invasion of privacy and the kind of sentencing they only gave to traitors who had committed high treason.Tatum had once witnessed a man being confessed when he was a teenager. It was both a fascinating and terrifying sight. It was as though the man had lost all free will, his tongue had loosened like running water, and he simply wanted to please the high priestess who had merely touched his cheeks.It was said that it worked differently for everyone. The weakest of men could become slaves to the high priestess until her death released them from her hold and vice ver