After a couple of weeks of a writers block, I finally feel like writing again. I don't know if you know the feeling of working so hard for months and then you are too tired to do anything but watch tv? That's what I've been feeling lately but finally I had the urge to write this morning. Once more, I apologize for late updates but please know that I'm trying my best. I'll do my best to give you the best I have. Let me know what you think of the chapter after such a long break! Thank you for your support! Till we meet again! Ti
“She is not your ward.” The words kept repeating themselves in Noah’s mind ever since he stormed out of his father’s office. Was he too harsh? He wondered, but right now he couldn’t find it in himself to sympathize or feel sorry for what he did with his father. However, he figured that he is ought to apologize, but not now. Not today. The Alpha was too harsh on Ophelia. He has been hard on her ever since the day he forced a fabricated identity onto her. But Ophelia took it all in, she held on. She accepted that it would be hard to live amid them with who she was. So, she embraced her new character, Ella Jenkins. Not even once did she complain. Not even once did she voice her pain. She held her head high and carried on. But that facade never worked on Noah. He saw right through her every time. He could tell the days she felt down and forced herself out of bed. It reflected in her now wine-colored eyes. Sometimes, just sometimes he yearned to see her violet eyes once again. Pe
“You did all this?” Noah said, taking a step forward to inspect it carefully. His fingers traced the pictures, George White, her brother Luke, and whoever was involved in the case from the Moonglade. And that meant everyone. “I couldn’t just stay still,” Ophelia said, admiring her handy work. “I was too anxious, too nervous all the time. I had to get the demons out of my head. And before I knew it, I had already made it.” Ophelia was silent for a moment, but Noah sensed that she had more to say. So, he watched her closely. In the way her eyes roamed the photographs, till it rested on her brother’s picture. Noah couldn’t guess where she was able to acquire it here in Moonglade. “How did you get it?” Noah couldn’t help himself but ask, pointing to the picture of Luke. He reminded him of Ophelia when she first arrived in Moonglade. Fragile and small, with violet eyes and silver hair. The Ophelia he was used to. The Ophelia he sees every day till this day - till this moment. “Well
During the heat of the moment, it slipped Noah’s mind to head to the Alpha’s office. It took him a while to put his wolf at ease and calm his heart. However, in the back of his mind, the image of Ophelia didn’t spare him a moment of rest. He could feel her skin on his. The soothing tempo of her chest against his, her nervous breathing fluttering on his cheek. He shook the thought away and focused on his steps as he headed to his father’s office. He halted at the door before he knocked and said, “Father, it’s Noah.” Once granted permission, he opened the door. To his surprise, Jone was still there. His chestnut hair quivered in the soft summer breeze. “Noah,” Bernard acknowledged. “What brings you here again?” Noah carefully eyed the mortal sitting before his father. Jone gave him that sly smile, the one Noah never interpreted. “I would like to talk to you in private for a moment,” Noah said, turning to his father. Bernard frowned. “I’m in the middle of somet
“Well, you sure took your time with your son,” Jone said, dancing his way back inside the Alpha’s study room.“Some things can’t wait,” Bernard said, gesturing for him to sit down. The human’s continuous movement was making his headaches worse. “Where did we stop?”Jone sighed, disappointed to be back to business again. “As I said earlier, there is still nothing to report,” he said, picking at his nails. “Everything has been the same for 6 years.”Bernard was quiet for a minute before he said, “And that rogue merchant? Do you know anything?”“That rogue?” he asked, need not an answer. “He disappeared. Never spotted after.”
“See,” he whispered. “I told you there are prey at night.” Ophelia didn’t hear Noah speak next to her, but she felt his body next to hers. The sensation was too foreign to her skin as if she secluded it to only focus on the prey before her. She had no intention of harming the animal and it was reflected in her aura emitting from her body. The tiny animal held its head up to stare at the new company, it showed no signs of hostility or fright. Ophelia grinned, extending her hands to the animal to show she had no intention of hurting it. When the bunny licked the tips of her fingers, she felt happiness rush through her. She went back to the child she was years ago, before any of this. The thrill of the hunt made her forget the rough reality she lived. Here in the forest, she was the predator. This was her realm. “You wanna keep it?” Noah asked, sitting beside her. She shook her head. “This is its home. I was only tracking it.” Noah nodded. He turned to study the area around th
“Did Valarie care to mention what the Alpha wants?” Ophelia asked, crossing her hands behind her back. “I don’t know,” Noah said. His answer was too blunt for Ophelia to like. “Hard to believe that she keeps secrets from you,” Ophelia said. Her voice meant to irritate him but it failed. “Secrets?” Noah scoffed a laugh. “You ought to know once we arrive anyway. So what’s the rush for?” Ophelia hummed as she gave his question some thought. There was just something unsettling in her stomach. A bad feeling that something is going to happen. Something she won’t like. “I don’t know,” she muttered. “Just an unsettling feeling perhaps.” Noah took a moment to read the worry on her face and hoped it would be nothing. He held out his hand to place it reassuringly on hers. Ophelia jumped at the sudden touch and turned to look at his scarlet eyes. They shimmered in the dimly lit hallways like a lantern with a fire blazing on a cold winter night. For a minute, Ophelia thought she saw the
“Noah,” Ophelia called, racing down the hallway. “Noah!” she called again. But Noah never stopped he kept going to God-knows where and he was fast. She stopped for a minute and took a breath before she ran after crazy long legs, and grabbed him just in time. “Hey! I’ve been calling you!” she said through ragged breaths. Noah didn’t spare her a glance. “Let go of me, Ophelia,” he said bluntly, his voice was dark. Darker than she had ever heard him before. “I won’t,” Ophelia said. “Not until you tell me what the hell was that.” She felt his muscles relax under her grip and he finally looked over his shoulder at her. He was in agony. His eyes were shades darker than they should be. A dark cloud hovered over his face, making his features as sharp as razors. Just what is going on with him? “There is nothing to say, Ophelia,” Noah asked, pulling his arm gently from her grasp. “You should go now.” He took a few steps forward before Ophelia intercepted his path again. “Are you craz
“See,” Claudia said, a genuine smile on her face. “I told you he’ll come.” Ophelia was stunned at the sight of Noah. Claudia might have been the only one enthusiastic about it, the rest of the table were as shocked as Ophelia. Claudia had hoped that this could be a start to him accepting her bit by bit. But she was wrong. The glare that Noah shot at Claudia made her shudder to the point that she dropped her fork. The clattering of the silverware against the ceramic plate was the only sound in the silent room. Before Ophelia could intervene, Noah turned to his mother. “You said she won’t be here,” Noah hissed through clenched teeth. “You said it would be just us.” Valarie sighed in disappointment, her plan did not turn out as it should. She hoped that Noah would refrain himself from humiliating Claudia before them and he would silently join them. But she was far from being right. She had no idea how stubborn Noah could be when he wanted to. It was a side foreign to all of them.