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Bernard sighed in defeat, there was no way out of this human’s grasp. He knew that Jone has already wrapped him around his finger. It was the way he always worked with his clients, poking their curiosity with hints of information that could either be real or total nonsense. It all depends on your luck, and he gets paid either way. “Go on,” Bernard said. “I’m all ears.”Bernard sat back in his burnt-brown leather chair, crossing one leg on another with each of his forearms rested. He wondered what rumors Jone has got up his sleeves now. Jone’s lips cracked a sly smile as if he had known they would get to this. He took his time to walk towards that chair by the Alpha’s desk and helped himself to it. “Tell me, Alpha. How did you get to be…” Jone paused, trying the words in the silence of his head first. “How did you get to be a shifter?”Bernard frowned for not too long, he took a deep breath, reminding himself of Jone’s habit to talk in metaphors. “How did you get to be a human?” Be
“To see the Alpha,” said Ophelia, pushing the chair back and jumping to her feet.Noah was too stunned to give a reaction, he blinked in ignorance while staring at Ophelia. “W-Why?” he finally said, after a long moment“My father?”Ophelia sighed, it was hard to believe how dim-witted Noah could get when he was supposed to be a genius.“Did something happen?” asked Noah, after processing the words.‘I changed, that’s what happened,’ she answered silently in the back of her head. In other words, she had found hope. A faint glimmer amid the darkness she lived in. Her hope clenched onto a worn-out thread, that when she returned to what remained of her land, she wo
“It started when I and my brother Luke went out to hunt,” Ophelia started.She started from the very first thing she did that day, how she had breakfast with her family like she always did. How she messed up with her brother to drive him crazy that he ran crying into their mother’s embrace. She recalled how her mother, Aurora soothed Luke’s hair as she giggled while her father stood leaning on the door’s frame.It was all very normal.Until she decided to take Luke for a little hunt around their territory, which was something they did often together. They went out when the sun was low in the sky, dusk almost upon them and they would return later in the evening just in time to catch lunch. Ophelia ran up to her room to kick off her dress and get into her h
“Father, I think that’s enough.” Noah's sudden interruption brought both their attention to him. Bernard blinked in surprise, unable to read his son’s expression as he held his head low, his hair casting a shadow on his face. “Is something a matter?” Bernard asked, wondering what has gotten into him out of the blue. “If she knew something then she would’ve told you,” Noah stated, his voice was hostile but Bernard doubted it was because of him. Noah was worried for Ophelia. He saw the look on her face as she was forced to relive every minute of that cursed night. The hurt on her face was like knives in his heart. The sparkle in her violet eyes was gone, her mind locked her consciousness in a memory of a past she would rather forget. But then again, could she truly bring herself to forget the last memory of her family? Noah wondered and felt that the answer was obvious.Ophelia on the other hand was taken aback by the sudden outburst of emotion. She thought that Noah wouldn’t inter
“No,” Noah muttered, his voice horrified. “No, she can’t go!”Noah swiftly turned on his heels and dashed to the door, yanking it open in a loud clatter. Ophelia jumped in surprise at the sudden tantrum. She was waiting for Noah in front of the door leaning against the wall, not expecting such a…loud entrance. The horror on his face caught her eyes at first glance, a question mark appeared before her. What did the Alpha say to him that made him so spooked? She recalled the Alpha leaving just a minute ago and his face was far from being upset. Noah halted when he noticed Ophelia, his heart clenched painfully in his chest. He ignored it and looked around the hall in panic, hoping to catch a glimpse of his father but in vain. He sighed in defeat and that’s when he felt the lingering gaze directed at him. Ophelia stood still staring at him in hesitation. “Is everything okay?” She managed to ask, worried she might ignite him further. Noah didn’t notice that he was holding back his brea
Noah hurried along to the training grounds. It was located outside the main house’s back fence. Noah could reach it in five minutes if he were to run, and that’s what he did. He couldn’t afford to give his father more time to confirm their visit to the Crescents with anyone. He had to stop it from getting official. Noah hesitated for a minute before the back gate, eyeing it with unease. He hated getting out of the main house, but he swallowed his anxiety and forced his feet to move as he pushed open the gates, ignoring the servant’s questioning stares. “Isn’t that the young alpha?” he heard a maid say. “Yes, I haven’t seen him in a while,” another one answered, adjusting the laundry basket in her grip. “And he is going outside at that.” Noah hated the attention, he knew they meant well but it wasn't enough for his anxiety to settle. He tried to block his ears as he finally got through the gate and off the main house land. The very pavement underneath his boot felt different than
Noah was angry, His fists clenched at his side.The smirk left Hero’s face after he felt the death glare. Noah’s red eyes seemed like they caught the fire that started in his heart, the anger was pure within his veins. It took him a moment to realize the kind of face he had on, he instantly released the tension from his muscles and his features relaxed to return to their soft features.‘What in the world was that?’ he asked himself while taking a deep breath. Hero has always been a nuisance, sometimes taking his jokes a bit too far but, it wasn’t something unusual to Noah. So why did he get so angry? He couldn’t understand the source of his anger.Ophelia and Hero felt like they were staring dagg
“You are sorely mistaken, Young Master,” Ophelia hissed. Rage scorched behind her violet eyes while her brows were arched painfully causing the skin in between to wrinkle, a side of her that Noah has never seen before nor did he ever catch a glimpse of. The bright usual princess he was used to has been erased as if she never excited. For a minute there, Noah feared that she might shift and release her wolf until he realized that it was impossible. If the human part of her was this raged, Noah doubted he wanted to meet the wolf. Despite the anger, Noah couldn’t look away because there was something else he saw. It was hard to grasp at first but, he figured that she wasn’t angry at him. This rage. This burning fire within her wasn’t because of Noah, it was already within her way before he provoked her. In fact, the incipient stage started the moment her home was set ablaze. It has been burning every sense, getting stronger with Ophelia’s every waking moment, every moment she shut
*THIS IS A FREE CHAPTER IF YOU WERE CHARGERD PLEASE CONTACT GOODNOVEL*As this journey comes to an end I'm left with many doubts regarding the way I did it. There were days when I wanted to quite, but my heart desperately clung on to the last string of hope. The novel wasn't going along as well as I thought it would. Through the darkest days I had to remind myself that there are readers out there enjoying it. The last 2 years have been a roller coaster in my life, writing was hard, I barely had the time or the energy. But as I finally got a breather, I decided it was time to end this book. I ended it to mark the end of a phase of my life, and the life of my characters... Some might see it was rushed, but, it was the only way I saw it coming along.I the excitement of reaching the end gave me power to keep on going... And now the thrill of starting a new journey is giving me power. I believe to start something new, you need to end the past. And I did. These characters all repli
It has been a year since 18.6.2024…The day Ophelia’s life had taken a turn forever. It was hard at first to keep on living, to be the only survivor it got to her harder than ever since all hope had vanished with the day she set E.VI.L on fire. However, time proved to be stronger than any sensation that lingered after that accident. She soon began to overcome it all. Though she never forgot. But it didn’t hurt as much anymore. Having Noah and Luke by her side made it all easier since she focused on preserving what she had left rather than what she had lost. She was sure that would be what her clan wanted her to do. She lived on carrying their memory with her every breath. “Ophelia!” She snapped out of her trance to return to reality. Luke hovered over her as she crouched down before her parent's graves. It was summer now, the snow melted and the sky above was clear. The birds sang atop the trees behind the graves of the Crescent. Flowers sprouted beside her parent's graves in s
The ocean spread vastly around the yacht in all directions. The horizon line turned dark blue as they sailed away from Glaham. The sky weaved with the water in perfect harmony. There were little to no clouds in the sky. It had been raining cats and dogs the past few days. She appreciated the sun today. Ophelia took a seat on the roof of the yacht, it was all in white, the metal, the fabric, it all gave a sense of serenity with the sound of crashing waves against the boat’s belly. Luke on the other hand couldn’t decide if it was better on the roof or the deck, and in his pursuit, he climbed up and down over a dozen times. Finally, when they were halfway through their journey, he decided to settle next to his sister, his pale features were paler as he sat with a loud thud.“All is good?” Ophelia asked raising an eyebrow, offering her pack of chips that she saved from her brother’s wrath. Luke waved her off and gagged. “I think I’m getting sick.”“I told you not to eat too much before
Later after Ophelia left Noah, she headed to her room to change into something more comfortable for the long way ahead. It would take them almost half a day to reach the organization according to Luke’s statements. They will take a ship from the shores of Encford. Ophelia recalled Margret, Enzo’s daughter. News of the Alpha’s death has probably reached them by now. This whole trip was to fulfill her promise to Enzo, to get the medicine needed for his daughter’s survival. Alpha Laura promised to do her best to study the medicine and replicate it if possible. Aside from the promise, she wanted to see what it was like for Luke there, and the other Crescents. During Luke’s interrogation, he mentioned that some Crescents were still held captive by the organization. Ophelia held back from having any hope at all. It has been a long time since their capture, there was no knowing what changed in them during these years. She was able to bring back her brother, deep down she wanted to save
The last gift…As Noah told her earlier, he was present for his father’s funeral. Ophelia never got the chance to attend funerals except for her clan's.But she was sure they were meant to be more crowded than this. It was her, Noah, and his parents, Merrick, Oswald, and Hero. No one else came. No one wanted to be here. The Council only approved this burial as a thank you to Noah for being a hero. Ophelia didn’t judge them, she would be lying if she said she felt sorry for Dustin. She was here because of what it meant to Noah. He wanted to bury a part of him with Dustin. Lock it all underneath the wooden lid of the coffin, and deep into the ground. Perhaps then, it would make his heart feel lighter. It was raining lightly now in the woods, the sky was paid actor as it shed tears over all those they had lost, the water droplets puttered against the leaves above their heads in a steady rhythm. Noah chose to bury his father on the flat land next to the lake. He hated this lake, alway
Rain…The rain continued for the next two days. The sun shined behind the dense clouds, its rays escaping through the gaps to illuminate the destruction of Glaham. The horizon was a thin line of smug and debris. The rain puttered on the leaves of what remained of nature and the trees. The once bright and soothing woods ringing the mansion now resembled a ghost city. Ophelia stood at her window, the rain drizzling down her window heavily. Her heart ached at the state of Moonglade, it reminded her of the time she returned to the Crescents after the arson. The destroyed homes, the blood-soaked streets, and the bone-chilling cold. Her eyes refocused on her reflection in the window. She looked tired. Her platinum white hair was tied up behind her head, her eyes were red-rimmed with lack of sleep, and dark circles reached her cheeks. She was dressed in a black button-up shirt and a black skirt. All the black brought attention to her tired and wary pale face. Whenever she closed her eyes to
Ophelia…The world went serene. Time stopped as if someone pushed the pause button. Warm light shyly intervened from the heavens. There were no shadows, or demons threatening the fated mates. Noah felt at ease as if someone was hugging his heart from within. The throbbing in his chest was gone the moment he saw Ophelia crouching in front of him, her long platinum hair falling like a curtain around her face.Noah got to his feet, lighter, his footsteps echoing in the air as he knelt to her side, gently touching her shoulders. Ophelia trembled softly under his touch, she slowly held her head up, her eyes shyly popping out between her messed-up hair. Her violet eyes were rimmed red, she had been crying. Noah couldn’t help the smile that touched his mouth.He rarely sees tears in Ophelia's eyes; when he does, he can’t help the empathy crawling into his heart. The need to protect every strand of her moon-like hair, and keep the tears from ever finding her eyes again. Noah extended his ha
“Come forth! Nymeria!”The eruption started from inside Ophelia. She felt it in her chest as it rattled against her rips, something was breaking free of constraints. Nymeria. She blazed in violet and light as if Ophelia was the center of a torture and her fire burned bright around her. It sent a shock wave in a ring around her, bringing the battle’s attention to her. She felt the ecstasy wash over her. In her hand, her power took form. It materialized from thin air into the most beautiful sword Ophelia lay her eyes on. The blade dazzled as it caught the light, it seared in the smug air, as if a star fell from the star right into her hands. The metallic hilt wrapped around her hand and wrist gracefully like satin. The sword was light in her hand, she felt it pulsating in her palm as it came alive. Nymeria, she thought feeling the she-wolf resonate within her very soul.I’m with you Ophelia, Nymeria said, her voice echoing in her mind. This is your power. Wield it!Ophelia took it a
“We do this together!” Ophelia stood center, Merrick and Hero on her right and Oswald on her left, she felt their auras pulsate in the air around them.“Are you sure you are well enough to fight?” Merrick muttered, his voice low only for Hero, but Ophelia heard it. “I’ve never felt better,” Hero said, stretching his arms over his head. Laura’s power healed the broken rips and wounds on his abdomen. He could feel the phantom of the pain where his shoulder dislocated, earlier a boulder fell from a collapsing house shattering his bones. Laura undid the damage with her healing powers. Ophelia couldn’t prickle to hear their conversation longer. Dustin stood before them unmoving, watching them with a cold lifeless expression, a smirk touched the corners of his mouth. It was the most upsetting thing Ophelia had ever seen in her life. It reminded her of clowns – the ones you run from.Behind him, the wall he built stood tall and thick, separating them from Noah and the others. Noah stopped