AMELIAAtlas's eyes holds a mixture of concern and relief as he reach out to gently brush a strand of hair on my face tucking it behind my ear. 'How are you feeling?' he asks gently.I swallow, my throat feeling dry. 'Better,' I rasp. 'Thank you.'Atlas nods, his gaze unwavering. 'Water?" he asks noticing the sound of my voice. I nod, he reaches out to grab the glass of water by the bedside table and helps me sit up before offering me the water. I take small sips of the water, enjoying the feel of it as it slips through my throat. I cough out lightly, covering my mouth with the back of my arm.Atlas returns the glass cup immediately, "Sorry about that," he apologizes helping me lie down back properly and covering me with the duvet. I close my eyes, feeling exhausted but not as exhausted as I was the first time I woke up, I wonder how long I have been out.Despite my eyes being closed, I can feel Atlas still sitting by my side staring down at me, I suspect a worried look is currentl
ATLASHurting my little Wildcat was the last thing I wanted, I didn't expect Griffin to cast his spell on her forgetting that the chains on her wrist countered spells or any form of struggle. From the camera I installed in the room, I watched them closely. It felt like they were just talking to each other so I listened in on their conversation but some minutes later Amelia was thrashing for dear life and before I and Enzo could get back into the room she fainted.Anger had gotten the best of me, and I didn't hesitate to attack Griffin viciously. My mind consumed by the thought that he had killed her and I watched him do it, but when his hand came in contact with my body. He showed me, it was just a fragment, but enough for me to know why he wanted Amelia and how she could help him get rid of the Alpha King and save her mother. For the next two days, I was troubled by her health and if she would wake up, despite Griffin's reassurance that she would. Despite my hatred towards him, Am
ATLAS"What if it's a trap, I don't trust him," Enzo says pacing around my office. I had left Amelia in the room, sending for Ethel to attend to her needs and get her something to eat when Enzo's mind linked me that he was back and waiting in my office.If I could stay with Amelia a bit longer I would but once I save her mother I will give her my undivided attention. "He knew all along what his father was doing, he even said it himself. So why now? Why does he want-" Enzo continues speaking but his voice is beginning to anger me, especially after what Amelia has said about Ophelia disrespecting her. "Did you find him?" I ask interrupting him as I lean back into my seat. Enzo nods, "We did, I have him tied up in the dungeon with Nicole just as you instructed," Enzo replies. "Regarding Griffin, I think -""Get me, Ophelia," I order interrupting him again. Enzo nods, I can tell he has more to say but he doesn't, he stares at me for a second before leaving the office. It's barely a
ATLAS"Leave, both of you," I wave my hand at her, I don't miss the annoying look on her face as her eyes fall on Griffin on her way out of the office with Enzo behind her. She hates him, I am certain if I permit her to kill him she would GLADLY.Griffin chuckles once they leave, he places his elbow on the armrest. His hand caressing his lips, "I have informed my brother of our arrival, we might have to deal with my sister but I did kill her without batting an eye."Brother? He has a brother and a sister? He continues speaking, "You must have seen my brother a couple of times, Cane."Cane? Cane is his brother? "He is your brother?" I ask raising an eyebrow, from what I understand Cane is one of our kind, he is not a wizard but now that I think about it he has never transformed in front of me. Transforming or not, he never gave me the impression to doubt his identity. He looked like our kind, smelled like our kind, and operated like us."Yeah, he is. So you see, the Alpha King's wife
AMELIAI wake up and stir at the sound of measured footsteps echoing through the room. I stretch my hand on the bed with my eyes closed but I can't feel Atlas lying next to me. Groggily, I open my eyes to find Ethel carefully stacking plates from last night. The clinking of dishes interrupts the lingering traces of sleep, prompting me to sit up pulling the duvet to cover my naked body. "Sorry if I woke you, Luna," Ethel says, glancing over with a sympathetic smile.I rub my eyes and manage a small grin. "It's fine, Ethel. Where is Atl-The Alpha?" I swing my legs over the side of the bed, raising my hands, I stretch slightly."He said he didn't want to wake you up, they are downstairs getting ready to leave" Ethel answers.My heart skips a beat at Ethel's words. Atlas didn't want to wake me up? Why will he leave without saying goodbye? Panic begins to rise within me, replacing the remnants of sleep. I quickly scramble out of bed, not minding that I am stark naked. Ethel drops the pl
ATLAS"You better," she says to me. I cup her face in my hand planting a kiss on her lips, this was amazing and if we didn't have to rescue her mother, I would take her again. She wraps her arm around my neck and I allow her for a couple of seconds, "If anything happens between you and Sage I will kill her just so you know," she informs me and I don't doubt it."Yes, my little Wildcat," I chuckle.She smiles at me, "Can I see him before you leave?" She asks and I know who she is talking about. "When I come back," I smile. 'Just let me take charge again,' Pyro scoffs in my head. Pyro had come out a bit while I was chasing my release and she must have seen it in my eyes but having Pyro take charge will mean not leaving here anytime soon and I don't want that. "Very well," she smiles not protesting. She slowly releases her hand from my neck and places it on the countertop. I move back from her tucking my cock back in my pants as she continues talking, "So, what is the plan?" she as
AMELIAI wave at the car until the car is out of sight, my mind racing with thoughts of them coming back home safely."Is there anything you would love to do today Luna?" Easton asks me turning to stare at me. Anything? Did Atlas ask him to ask me that? I guess no more locking me up in my room, but for now, I don't have anything I want to do. I just want to get some rest before starting the day. "No, I just need to get some rest and maybe we could train," I answer.His mouth forms a small circle surprised by my last statement, "You still want to continue training?""Yeah, is that going to be a problem?" He shakes his head, "No, not at all but currently the border is been closed and my gym is by the border but we can have the training done here in the mansion," he explains. "There is a small gym in the west wing," he adds. Right? I have been out for two days or three if I am correct, a lot must have been going on regarding the humans attacking us. I had forgotten about that as my m
AMELIAThe call hangs up and I continue to explore the phone, I find the camera app and start taking pictures of myself, making funny faces and laughing at the results.I walk over to the window noticing the sun seems to give it a glow-like effect, I place my hand on my chest, slightly revealing my cleavage. Raising my hand in the air, I snap another picture and save it, I look at it noticing my nipples are hard underneath my silk gown. Probably send it to Atlas later.I go through the other apps, intrigued by them. A smile remains on my face as I continue to go through them. A knock falls on the door and I look up to find Ethel stepping in with a tray."Breakfast, my Luna," she says closing the door behind her. "Thank you, put it on the table," I reply, my gaze shifting back to the phone. Atlas seems to have sent me a message from one of the apps, now that I look closely he saved his other number as MINE, seriously, I roll my eyes and chuckle. Opening the message, I see Atlas jus
AMELIA My heart swells with pride and joy as I hug Atlas tightly. I can't believe that he was chosen as the Alpha King. In a way, I dreamt of him being the Alpha King but I was also accepting if he came home otherwise. It all didn't matter to me but this is a testament to his strength, courage, and leadership qualities. He is a good leader who always puts his pack first and I know he will do well to protect his pack and other packs at large. "I'm so proud of you," I whisper this time, my voice thick with emotion. "You're going to do great." He smiles down at me, his eyes filled with love and admiration. "Thank you, my love," he says. "I couldn't have done it without you, so 'We' are going to do great." He gently cups my face in his hands and leans in to kiss me. The kiss is slow yet passionate and filled with all the love and longing we have been feeling for each other during our time apart. When we finally pull away, I can't help but smile. "I love you, Atlas." "I love you," h
_TWO WEEKS LATER_AMELIAI roll over in bed, waking up to the sunlight streaming through the window and casting a warm glow across the room. I stretch and yawn, then roll over to check my phone on the bedside table. There is a message from Atlas.[Good morning, beautiful. Miss you tons here. Another day closer to seeing you. :)]My heart skips a beat as I read his words. It has been two weeks since he left for the Alpha King Chosen Games, and I miss him more than anything. We have been communicating constantly over the phone, but it isn't the same as being with him in person.To think he just got back after being away and now we have to talk over the phone again, I just hope this doesn't become a constant thing. I get out of bed and walk over to the window, looking out at the forest below. The trees are still bare, but I can see the first hints of spring in the air. I wonder what Atlas is doing at that moment. Is he training? Is he competing in one of the challenges? Is he thinking a
~ONE WEEKS LATER ~ATLASIt has been one week since Amelia's mother died, by rites we had to conduct the burial two days later but the burial was shifted to today because Amelia wanted her mother to be cremated.In her words, she doesn't want anyone to be able to use her mother's body ever again. I know her mother's death took a toll on her, so I made sure to keep the burial within the mansion.We stand by her mother's body watching it burn into ashes, Amelia sobs silently in my embrace. She has barely said a full sentence over the past few days, as long as she eats and allows me to comfort her I do not bother her about talking. I understand the pain she must be going through, to lose someone yet again, and this time right before your own eyes knowing you could have saved them if you knew sooner. In a way, she blames Griffin. I saw it in her eyes when we left the room as she cried out in my arms. She blames him for keeping her out of their plans for years and she blames herself more
AMELIA"Don't be, my child," my mother whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's not your fault."I shake my head, tears streaming down my face. "But it is," I sob. "I should have been there for you, I should have protected you."If I had not been so naive, if I had been more observant then maybe I would have seen that her death wasn't real. Maybe I would have picked up on her closeness with Griffin and why? I squeeze her hand tightly not wanting to let go of her, tears streaming down my eyes uncontrollably."You couldn't have known," she says softly. "This was meant to happen.""No, it wasn't," I argue. "You didn't deserve this." The Alpha King did this to her, and I am grateful he is dead now but I can't lose her, I can't lose her again. She needs to fight this and stay with me."I know, my sweet," she says. "But it's too late now and we must accept our fate."I grip her hand tightly, refusing to let go. "No, it's not too late," I say fiercely. "I'll find a way to save you.
AMELIAAfter Atlas leaves, I close my eyes hoping to fall asleep but my eyes open at the sound of a knock on the door. I tilt my head slightly to find Griffin by the door with a grin on his face, he steps in and closes the door behind him."Hey," he says walking towards the bed. "I thought to come and check on you after what I heard happened to you."I straighten up on the bed pulling the duvet over my chest, "Atlas told you?" I ask wondering how he knew I was in Atlas room. He shakes his head in a sign of No, "I have my ways Amelia, the only issue I am having currently is getting into your head," he replies grabbing a chair in the corner of the room and placing it next to the bed. His eyes fall on the table broken into pieces by the side of the room as he takes his seat, he smirks at the sight of it and turns his gaze to me. "What have your beloved mate been up to?" He asks. "I thought he would have died by now but turns out he has been able to hold on for a little longer."My eye
ATLAS I get up from the bed reluctantly, my mind filled with worry and uncertainty. As I walk down the corridors of the packhouse towards the living room, I mind-link one of the guards to get me Ophelia but I find her in the living room discussing with one of the guards. "Alpha," she turns around sensing my presence, and bows her head. "I was discussing with the guard to watch over our Luna, I suspected that you might be tired from the journey," she says a hint of concern in her voice."I need to talk to you about something," I reply, my voice filled with urgency as I raise my hand in the air waving the guard off. The guard bows his head and excuses us."Something is happening to me, something strange," I admit to her going to sit down on one of the couches, she follows behind and takes a seat opposite me. Ophelia's eyes narrow as she studies me, sensing the gravity of my words. "What is it?" she asks.Taking a deep breath, I begin to explain everything that has been happening. The
ATLASShe responds eagerly, her arms wrapping around my neck. It is a kiss filled with passion and longing. As we break apart, I gaze into her eyes, seeing the love and trust reflecting on me.She sits up and leans closer to me wrapping her hand around my waist and pulling me closer to her, a smirk falls on my face watching what she is doing. She places her head on my chest snuggling in, "You feel so warm," she mutters.I place my hand to her shoulder pushing her off slowly away from me. She raises an eyebrow at me with a questioning look but her eyes soon soften when she sees me getting in bed with her. Pulling her closer to me she snuggles in closer to me again resting her head on my chest as I wrap my hand around her.My hand suddenly trembles on her, I raise it to look at my hand feeling the darkness consuming me again, she raises her head to look at me wondering what's wrong. As her eyes meet mine, her lips part, "your eyes," she says sitting up straight. "It's red." I nod agr
ATLASI stare at her neck yanking her hair further back as she swallows in, her eyes flickering with fear at what I am about to do to her.Placing the silver blade to her neck, a knock suddenly falls on the door. I stare at Easton, and he nods going to check who dared to interrupt us. Easton opens the door slightly making me unable to see who is on the other side but I don't miss the words of the woman behind the door. "Ophelia asked me to inform the Alpha that our Luna is awake."My hardened gaze softens at the realization that Ophelia was able to keep her alive. I let go of Nicole's hair, she breathes out relief washing over her face. "Take care of them," I instruct Easton, gesturing the silver blades toward Zayn and Nicole. "A slow death."Easton nods, "Yes, Alpha."I rush out of the cell following the woman back to my room, my heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and fear. As I enter, I see Ophelia and the other witches by her bedside. "She is better now but will take awhi
ATLASEaston quickly nods and rushes out of the room to carry out my orders. I can sense the fear emanating from him, knowing that he has let me down in the worst possible way. I turn my attention back to Amelia, my heart aching with every passing second. Her breathing is shallow, and I can see the struggle on her face. It's as if time has slowed down, and the weight of the world rests on my shoulders.I lean closer to her, "I am right here, Wildcat," I say aloud hoping she can hear me.I can feel the connection between us vibrating with energy as if begging her to hold on, to fight. I pour every ounce of love and strength I have into the bond, hoping that it will somehow reach her and ignite a spark of hope within her.Minutes turn into hours, and I refuse to leave her side. I whisper words of encouragement, recounting the moments we've shared, reminding her of the love that we shared. But still, there is no response.I decide to freshen up, I reek of blood and sweat and if she wake