Royal's POVRico noticed the change in my demeanor and followed my gaze, his expression turning grave. "Royal, what's wrong?" he asked, concern etched in his facial features.I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. "It's Beta Simon," I managed to say, my voice trembling. "He was the Beta of my old pack. I never thought I would see him again."Rico's eyes narrowed as he assessed the situation. "Beta Simon, from Crescent Moon pack? You are from the Crescent Moon pack?"I nodded, unable to say anything."Stay here, Royal," he said firmly, his protective instincts kicking in. "I'll go and find out what he's doing here."I watched as Rico exited the car, his confident stride carrying him toward Simon. The tension in the air was palpable as I anxiously awaited his return, my mind racing with questions. What was Simon doing here? Was he a threat to me and the pack? Was he here to take me away?Minutes felt like hours as Rico engaged in a conversation with Simon, their voices
Royal's POV Just as despair threatened to consume me, a sliver of light pierced through the darkness. The sound of footsteps approached the door, each step growing louder with every passing moment. The door creaked open, and a familiar voice called out, breaking the suffocating silence."Royal? Are you awake?" Rico asked.Rico's voice, laced with concern and warmth, reached my ears, soothing my frayed nerves. Relief flooded my being as I recognized the sound, a lifeline anchoring me to reality."I'm here," I whispered, my voice trembling slightly.The footsteps drew nearer, and Rico stepped into the room, his eyes searching for me in the dimly lit space. As his gaze fell upon me, wrapped up in the blankets, he exhaled audibly, as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders."Thank goodness you're alright," he said, his voice filled with genuine relief.I nodded weakly, a mixture of gratitude and vulnerability swirling within me. Rico approached the bed, his footsteps slow and meas
Royal's POVAs we descended the grand staircase, I marveled at the architectural beauty of the pack house. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings depicting the history and traditions of the Silver Lining pack. The air held a faint scent of pine, a reminder of the vast forest that surrounded us.We reached the ground floor, and Rico led me toward the front entrance. As we stepped outside, the cool night air kissed my skin, and I used my hands to keep myself warm until Rico draped a jacket over me and I hugged it tighter around me. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the expansive grounds.We began our leisurely walk, the soft crunch of gravel beneath our feet providing a rhythmic soundtrack to our conversation. Rico pointed out various landmarks as we strolled, sharing stories of the pack's history and notable events that had taken place within these grounds."The ancient tree over there," Rico gestured towards a massive tree with gnarled branches, "is sa
Royal's POV In the depths of the darkness, I felt weightless, as if I was drifting through the vast expanse of the universe. Colors swirled around me, ethereal and captivating. I had entered a realm beyond the boundaries of time and space, where dreams intertwined with reality. A soft light began to emerge, gradually illuminating my surroundings. As the light grew brighter, familiar shapes took form before me. I found myself standing in the midst of a beautiful meadow, bathed in the warm hues of dawn. The air was filled with the scent of blooming flowers, and a gentle breeze brushed against my skin, comforting and soothing. And then, in the distance, I saw them. My heart skipped a beat as my parents appeared before me. They stood hand in hand, their expressions serene and loving. Their presence filled me with a profound sense of longing and joy. "Royal," my father spoke, his voice resonating with a melodic timbre. "Our beloved daughter, we have missed you." Tears welled up in my
Royal's POV"Elysia? Please stop this, you are scaring me," I begged, but my pleas fell on deaf ears as Elysia remained trapped in her trance, her body seemingly disconnected from the world around her. The air grew heavy with unsettling energy, and an icy chill crept up my spine. I reached out to touch her trembling shoulder, desperately trying to ground her back to reality."Elysia, please!" I implored, my voice laced with a mixture of concern and fear. "Come back to me. Snap out of it! Come back to me, please."Her head tilted slowly, unnaturally, as if controlled by an unseen force. Her lips moved, whispering words that seemed foreign and ancient, resonating with power and danger. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and a feeling of impending danger washed over me.And then, in an instant, her eyes refocused, the whiteness dissipating like a passing storm cloud. Elysia gasped for breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly as though she had just emerged from a nightmar
Royal's POV"What is going on with me?” I murmured to myself, my voice barely audible in the steamy bathroom.Confusion gnawed at my insides, an unrelenting itch that refused to be scratched. I took a moment to steady myself, resting my hand against the cool surface of the wall.I moved forward, my steps echoing softly against the wooden floor. As I entered my bedroom, a wave of exhaustion washed over me, prompting me to sit on the edge of my bed. I sank into the softness of the mattress, allowing its comforting embrace to soothe my weary body.Gazing around the room, I took in the familiar sights— the neatly arranged books on the shelves, and the faint scent of lavender that lingered in the air. I closed my eyes, savoring the tranquility that enveloped me.After a few moments of respite, I pushed myself off the bed and walked towards the closet. The wooden doors creaked open, revealing an array of carefully chosen outfits. "Wow. Rico outdid himself here," I commented as my gaze swep
Royal's POV"Should I eavesdrop or mind my business and sleep?” Questions like this bugged my mind ad I walked back and forth the room.As my mind wrestled with conflicting thoughts, curiosity won over. I couldn't resist the temptation to eavesdrop on their conversation, hoping to gain some insight into the mysterious woman and what she wanted. Taking a deep breath, I pressed my ear against the door, straining to catch any snippets of their conversation.However, to my disappointment, the thick door acted as a barrier, muffling the sound. All I could hear was a faint murmur of voices, too indistinct to decipher. I silently groaned and frustration washed over me as I realized that my attempt at eavesdropping was futile.With a defeated sigh, I moved away from the door, accepting that I wouldn't be able to glean any information from their conversation. I glanced at the clock on the wall; the hands pointed at ten, reminding me of the late hour. Exhaustion began to seep into my bones, u
Royal's POV"She's my mother," Rico said, his voice trailing off. There was a mixture of pride and vulnerability in his eyes as he spoke those words."Your mother?" I repeated, a wave of surprise washing over me. I had never imagined that the mysterious woman I had seen last night could be his mother. "I... I didn't know she was your mother. She didn't look old enough to be your mom. She looked like your….""Yeah, I get that a lot.".Rico let out a sigh, his gaze fixed on the tablecloth. "I rarely speak about her," he admitted, his voice filled with a tinge of sadness. "She's been away for a long time, and I never thought I'd see her again until last night."Curiosity overwhelmed me as I leaned forward, eager to hear more. "Where has she been? And why did she come back now?"Rico's eyes met mine, and a bittersweet smile appeared on his face. "She had to leave when I was very young," he began, his voice laced with nostalgia. "There were some... difficult circumstances that forced her t