Callista.The day of the funeral arrives faster than I could blink.I still don’t know what my punishment is. I’ve been kept in the dungeon for the day, thankfully without the dungeon master this time. Nor did I get any visitors. Haden and Kellin don’t come down once, and I fear that they’ve been harmed by Theon for defending me.I get some prison food, for which I’m thankful. At least I’d be able to stand and take my punishment. I don’t sleep, because the dungeon is so nightmare inducing, and I’m just glad that I don’t suffer any panic attacks. The dungeons are cold, so I’m shivering the entire time I’m down there.But no one gives a damn about that.The morning of the funeral, Haden comes down to my cell along with a squad of guards.“It’s time.” He says, his face pinched. “I’m sorry, Callista. But he just won’t listen to reason. We’ve all been trying to get him to back down, but he’s the damned King…”I nod, not knowing what to say.I feel bad for him, as well as Kellin. It’s not t
Callista.It doesn’t take long for the funeral to end.“I changed my mind,” Theon’s voice comes, and I look up at him. The crowd had returned to their places, and the time had come for my judgment. I’ve stood tall through the funeral, and now the time had come to repeat it through whatever it is to come.His face is as hard as ever. No trace of forgiveness can be found there. I don’t think any criminal who faced the Alpha King before had been quite looked at this way.My sister’s pyre smoked behind us, ash flying in breeze into the air, filling the whole place with the stink of smoke. My eyes must be red from standing so close to the pyre. I hope I don’t look like I’d been crying.I don’t speak but wait for him to continue.“I’m not letting you mate with my brother.” He replies.I blink at him, trying to connect that sentence with everything going on now. I’m confused, and a little hopeful. Was that the punishment he’d wanted to give me? Was he reconsidering his stance after hearing h
Callista.“MY MATE!”Theon, or more specifically, Theon’s wolf roars. I know the difference between the man and wolf already because the Alpha King’s eyes remain amber, signaling that his wolf is controlling his body. The wolf looks around with anger in his eyes, as well as defiance, both against the human as well as the other wolves.“Touch my mate and die!”And then he screams, guttural and seemingly painful, his eyes flashing back into their natural darkness.It’s bizarre to watch him simply switch personalities.“No,” He strains, gritting his teeth, his veins popping, “Give me back control!”Theon clutches at his head with a keen noise as if he is physically fighting against control, and it’s all we can do to stand and watch.Because how are you supposed to intervene between a man and his wolf? They share the same head!Concern and worry take over the terror I’d felt before. I’ve never seen a wolf struggle for control like this. His eyes flashed from dark brown to amber in a worry
Theon.I’m sitting behind my desk, with my head hung, facing Kellin’s wrath.It’s the least I deserve.“An eighteen-year-old girl!” My Beta thunders, angrier than I’d ever seen him before. “You tried to play with an eighteen-year-old girl’s life. She’s just reached adulthood. She’s not even old enough to drink yet. She should be going to school, not getting caught up in this fucked up situation! And you tried to make a criminal mate with her.”I don’t answer. What can I say to that? The words are harsh, yes, but they are true. I did that. If not for my wolf, I’d have even succeeded.“Bastard.” My wolf snarls inside my head, from behind his usual barrier. It had taken me great effort to break from his hold. Sensing that she was in danger, my wolf had used his maximum power to push me behind the barrier and take control of my body, effectively saving Callista from the prisoners.Prisoners who I’d released on her, who’d descended on her like wolves with prey.I really was a bastard. How
Theon. The words tumble out of my mouth before I know it. As soon as they do, I know that I said the wrong thing. Again.Kelin blinks for a moment, and I see the exact second, he processes my words and the anger rises again.“You don’t have any right to judge that even if they did like each other!” He fumes, “But no. They’re only friends, and friends care for each other. Especially when one of their mates tries to forcibly mate them.”I stand still, “She’s not my mate.”I might be able to see that I did her wrong, but that’s something I do not believe in. It cannot possibly be true, because if it was, then the crime I had committed is going to have much more gravity than it did before.I’m almost afraid of the possibility that I do not want to consider that at all.“That’s not what your wolf said.” Kellin is suspiciously calm about this.“He’s confused. I’m a widower now so-““You’re not a widower, you never mated with Ruelle,” Kellin points out, exasperated. “Are we still doing this
Callista. “We meet again, Callista.”I sit in front of Elias Rexellen in a separate room, staring at the older wolf with equal degrees of fear, pity, and curiosity. I didn’t think I’d get to meet up with him again, at least, not like this.Elias looks alright for a feral wolf. His ankles are still bound to the wall with heavy chains, but he looks showered and groomed, and above all, clothed. He’s wearing a special mask, which was not faulty this time, I made them check that multiple times. He’s weak, I can clearly see it from his hunched posture and the pallor of his skin. If there’s one wolf in this pack that I truly feel for, it’s him. We are both similar in the sense that we’re both imprisoned in this tower because of one man, and neither of us really wants to be here.And neither of us has a choice in this whatsoever.We’re occupying a sitting room in the tower, below both of our rooms. As always, the fireplace is well-lit, and there’s a cup of tea in front of both of us on the t
Callista.“Well, you must be well aware by now that your brother doesn’t have the best opinion of me. So, after you attacked us, Ruelle convinced Theon that I was trying to kill her.”“I presume it was the other way around, given how I remember her dragging you in here.” Elias muses.“I don’t think she wanted to kill me, but she wanted to do something. But Theon thought I was the villain in that situation as well. So he had me taken to the dungeons.” It takes considerable effort for me to sound nonchalant about this. Because the accusations are still fresh in my mind, and given what happened today, smarts like a newly inflicted wound. “But the dungeon master thought that I was sent down there to be tortured when in reality, he just wanted me to be held for interrogation.”For a moment there is silence. Elias blinks, looking like he’s having a problem believing what he’s hearing.“Oh, wow,” Elias sounds baffled. “I can’t believe he did that.”“Me neither, honestly.” A great sense of sa
Callista.So, life is a joke.I’m a maid once again. That is the thanks I get for going through a shitfest without losing my sanity. I’ve been kicked out from my safe room in the tower and had been thrust into the midst of the rest of the castle staff. Apparently, I had been pardoned for everything except for my fault of trying to get Ruelle killed the first time, because apparently, that was an actual punishment, not the Alpha King raging at me.The mental gymnastics everyone had to jump through to give that verdict were a mystery that I did not think I’d be able to solve.Not that his majesty comes up to tell me all this himself. He’d been missing in action since I ran from him. Haden acts as his mouthpiece, delivering all the orders and news, and commenting on them each and every time. From his mumblings, I gather that Theon is at least apologetic for what he did, and maybe he can’t face me just yet. It’s hard to believe that the Alpha King is shamed, although he ought to be given