"I, Alpha Damian Williams, future alpha of the white moon pack, rejects you Imelda Stone, of the Crescent pack, as my mate."I could hear his voice still ringing in my head as I ran. The pain that seared through my heart was one I couldn't bear. It felt as though my heart had been ripped apart into two. The only time I felt this kind of pain was when my mother, the former Luna of the Crescent pack died.Not wanting to tear up in front of him, I ran off after shifting into my wolf; not without rejecting him. Though it hurts, I refuse to be an object of ridicule. I am Imelda Stone, the first daughter of Alpha Raiden Stone. I had the blood of an Alpha running through me and I was no weakling. Therefore I was not going to become one because my mate rejected me. Though, my wolf Arla reacted differently, whimpering in pain, wanting nighting else but to be in the arms of our mate."Get it together Arla, he doesn't want us," I sneered angrily."I know, but it hurts," she whimpered in pain. I
I walked into the pack smeared with in my human form. I shifted back before entering and wore the extra clothes I left behind a tree.My mouth still had traces of blood, so did my body. The blood of the rogues that were smeared on my body had dried. I looked scattered and unkempt as I stepped into the pack house."Where in the goddess''s name did you go to and why are you covered in blood?" My father, Alpha Raiden, glared at me."I went for a run to calm my wolf down and decided to do a little hunting. I did not want to ruin your alliance because if I had stayed back a minute longer I might have caused a war and ruined the peaceful coexistence you wanted with the White Moon pack," I shrugged and went to take a seat. That seemed to calm him down and his eyes softened a bit. I think I saw something more like pity in his eyes but I looked away not wanting his pity or that of anyone else."Oh my baby, are you ok?" Luna Scarlet, my step Mom, rushed to me, engulfing me in a tight hug. When
"I can't believe they are getting me married to the Prince. I don't even have a say in what I want!" I punched the punching bag with all my strength, transferring all my anger to it."I'm certain they have your best interest at heart Imelda," Caleb said, clearing the training room."You have the mouth to talk because you've met your chosen mate, one that you have a connection with and you're also not a woman that will be given off in marriage as an exchange for power," I glared at him, and punched the bag as it came back at me."You're taking it all too seriously. Who wouldn't want to get married to the Prince? He's a whole lot of package plus I heard he is handsome," Caleb winked at me and I threw a cup at him."Hey, you could have injured me there," he scowled at me."Oh, I'm sorry," I said sarcastically and he scoffed."After being rejected, getting married to some unknown guy is not on my list," I grabbed a towel wiping away my sweat as I scoffed angrily."You should know women ha
"Imelda wake up!" Caleb kicked me and I groaned."I'm trying to die peacefully.""Get up idiot, you're not dying," he kicked me harder this time and I opened my eyes to glare at him angrily.He held on to his blood stained knife and helped me up."I thought I was dead.""No you are not but you won't be lucky next time so get your shit together," he glared angrily at me."I can't have anything happening to you. Alpha Raiden will kill me for allowing you patrol and fight rogue wolves and war dogs with us.""Alright, I'm sorry. I'll be more careful next time.""You better be," he scoffed and walked away, going to check on the others.I turned to see the war dog that attacked me decapitated. It's head laid at my feet with it's eyes wide open.I really felt content when this thing wanted to kill me. At least, I was dying in an honorable way in front of battle. Though in my eyes only. To the other wolves, I was dying a revolt for engaging in a fight not meant for women.Everyone was ok and
I groaned, uncomfortable with the dress. I kept twisting my body trying to loosen my clothes or better still tear it."Seat still Imelda, you'll rip the clothes apart," Mom glared at me as we journeyed to the palace on horseback."This cloth is too tight and this horse makes my back ache. Why can't we just shift to our wolves and run to the palace," I complained."We have to look presentable before the royal family Imelda. You're getting married to the crowned Prince and will soon become the crowned Princess. You should start getting used to riding on horsebacks and wearing such tight clothes," Dad explained and I gritted my teeth in anger, glaring at the horse who shrieked in protest and almost threw me off its back.I haven't even married the Prince but my life is already being dictated to me. When I eventually marry the Prince I won't be allowed to talk any longer."You'll get used to it sweetheart," mom smiled at me encouragingly and I scoffed."That we'll never happen.""I alread
I sat down outside in front of the royal house lost in thoughts, still trying to wrap my head around the fact that my father abandoned me without blinking an eye. Even as he left and I laid sprawled on the ground hoping he'd look back and see how miserable I was because he was leaving but he didn't even glance back for once. It actually made me feel like he truly wanted to get rid of me."Maybe he did," Arla stated and I huffed still not wanting to come in terms with that even when the truth was staring right back at me in the face. "You know I'd appreciate it if you don't scream the truth out in my face. I'm miserable as it is already and the last thing I need at the moment is more painful truths.""Well the more you come in terms with the painful truth the more easier it would be for you to edge forward."I rolled my eyes, scoffing. "You're one to give advice. Why didn't you apply this when Damien rejected us?""You don't have to bring up the assholes name again!" "I was having fu
"How can you guys be so identical," I gawked at them, my mouth widely opened in awe and they both giggled, looking amused.Sitting right in front of me were two girls that looked totally identical. I kept glancing from one girl to the other trying to see or at least pinpoint one difference between them but it seemed impossible. This was not the first time that I was seeing twins but this was definitely the first time that I was definitely seeing twins this identical and hard to tear apart facially.They were both dressed in royal attires. Their clothes also identical and it made me frown. Their seamstress should be hanged for making their dresses identical as well. Having twins this identical, their dresses ought to be used as a means to tear then apart but no, they just had to sew the same dresses for them and confuse everyone further. Just how dumb could people be?"We are dressed in identical dresses because we love looking the same," one of the girls spoke up as though reading my
"Do not let your hands or legs come down, keep them straight up in the air," the girls barked at the maids whose heads were on the ground and their bodies lifted up in the air.After barging into the Princesses room without knocking, this was what they got they got in return.The girls were cruel and heartless, some of the maids were already crying but none of them dared to drop their legs. I wonder how they were able to hold that position without collapsing.Who the hell came up with this kind of punishment in the first place?I felt like walking out of the hidden door and asking the girls to free the maid but I couldn't risk being seen by the maids. They might rat me out to the head maid.I felt pity for them but there was literally nothing I could do to help them at the moment. I was a fugitive in my new home. The most cruel thing these girls were doing was eating the barbeque fish I had suffered to steal from the kitchen and I could tell that they had no intention of leaving any b
In the heart of the forgotten forest lay a place that whispered of shadows and secrets. The air hung heavy with an unsettling stillness, broken only by the occasional rustle of unseen creatures. This dark corner seemed to defy the very essence of light, where even the moon's hesitant glow dared not penetrate.The trees, gnarled and twisted, stood like ancient sentinels guarding the secrets held within the darkness. Their branches, like skeletal fingers, reached out in contorted gestures that seemed to tell tales of long-forgotten sorrows. Leaves, coated in a layer of dust, clung to the branches, their color drained by the pervasive absence of light.As one ventured deeper, the ground beneath shifted with a soft, eerie crunch. Moss-covered rocks, slick with moisture, lay scattered like forgotten gravestones. The very earth seemed to exhale a cold breath that sent shivers through any intruders. A pervasive dampness clung to everything, as if the place itself wept in silence.The darknes
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow across the estate. I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement as I anticipated the evening ahead – a dinner with Derek, a man whose presence sent a cascade of emotions through me. The maids, with their gentle smiles, led me to the opulent dressing room, where an array of exquisite dresses hung like colorful dreams.The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers as the maids prepared a bath for me. Warm water embraced my skin, and fragrant petals floated delicately in the tub. The maids moved with a grace that mirrored the dance of the evening breeze, ensuring every moment of the preparation was a symphony of care.As I soaked in the fragrant waters, a sense of luxury enveloped me. The maids, with hands soft as a summer breeze, bathed me in scented oils that transported me to fields of blossoming flowers. Their laughter echoed in the room, turning the simple act of preparation into a celebration of femininity.Onc
I know that I created the group for all female wolves for us to come together to fight for a change, but one thing I never anticipated was the involvement of so many female wolves who wanted the same thing but were scared to actually make a move.The turn out for today's meeting turned out to be bigger than the last turn out and the ladies really seemed happy.This gathering was basically the first gathering in which I saw smiles on different ladies' faces and it warmed my heart that I was doing this for not just me but them.Even Mirabelle of all people was part of the rebel group. One thing I definitely didn't envisage was her ever joining the group. I guess she also wanted the freedom as much as we all did even if she never admitted it when we were still rivals fighting for the position of the Prince's mate.The shock on my face when she invited me was real and not just a facade to hide my involvement in the group. The fact that Mirabelle joined was quite shocking enough, but askin
DEREK'S POVI decided to attend to the files since I was unable to see Imelda. Hopefully I'll get to see her during breakfast and talk to her. Ever since Eric woke me up from my dream, I couldn't stop thinking of her. Thoughts of her have been in my head and I kept wondering what it would feel like to really touch her and not just dream about it.I flipped through the files, frowning. The elders wanted the rogue wolves dead but I saw no need for that. We needed slaves and they could come in handy if they were captured."Why didn't you object when they were talking about it yesterday?" Darren rolled his eyes, and I frowned."They only talked about getting rid of them, not killing them.""If you really think that getting rid of them meant capturing them then you're really dumb for a Prince," Darren sassed and I huffed, rolling my eyes."Well, I'll do the right thing since the rest of them basically don't know the best choice to make in situations like this." I grabbed my pen and signed
"I can't believe you actually rushed me to the dining table for nothing," I frowned, glancing at the empty seats."We're basically the only ones here.""Well, nobody told me everyone would be absent," Maya rolled her eyes, taking a sip from her wine.After rushing to make it to the dining room on time we found that we were basically the only ones present. Just Maya and I. Naya was still sleeping and wouldn't answer any of us. The King is busy in his study room so help be eating there and add for Derek, I had no idea where he was. There were rumors of the Queen having a brawl with Derek, and being sick at the momentI would have gladly stayed back in my room if I knew Derek wouldn't be joining us for breakfast. I only came to the dining room so he wouldn't suspect anything but it was all a waste because he wasn't even present.Becca walked in with some maids lined up behind her with our dishes. They silently served the dishes, and made to leave."Don't tell me you're planning on leavin
Alvary laid peacefully on the bed, the morning light filtering through the window and gently kissing his features. The soft glow revealed the contours of his face, creating a serene tableau that captivated my gaze.His hair, slightly tousled, hinted at the morning's reluctance to release its hold on him. I slowly reached for his hair, enjoying the sleek touch on my fingers. I couldn't help but admire the way the sunlight played with the dark strands, adding a warmth to his appearance. Alvary's features, relaxed in slumber, were a canvas of tranquility.My eyes traced the curve of his jaw, appreciating the rugged determination etched into its lines. Alvary's morning repose seemed to soften the rogue edges I was accustomed to, unveiling a vulnerability that drew me in.His lips, gently parted, were inviting and I felt tempted to kiss him as he slept. I couldn't resist a smile that tugged my lips as I remembered the events of yesterday night. His hand was all over me as he locked us away
Opening my eyes, I found myself in a place that felt like a dream. The air was different, not too hot or too cold, just right. I closed my eyes, relishing in the feeling that washed over me. It was peace untold, one that I never thought that I lacked. But breathing in this air made me realize whatt pure peace really felt like.I smiled in ecstasy, opening my eyes as I took in my environment. The first thing that caught my eyes was the field, stretching wide and endless. Grass, not the usual green I knew, but a shade of silver, brushed against my fingers as I walked through the field."Where is this place?" Arla asked, equally as stunned as I was."Well as you can clearly see, I'm as clueless as you are but I think I've been somewhere here like this before."I slowly remembered the dream about the strange woman I thought was an angel calling me Temis.I had met her in an open field like this as well and I couldn't help but wonder if she had brought me here again.I looked around, hopin
DEREK'S POV"You look ravishing, Derek," Imelda bit her lips, running her hands through my body as pleasure raked through my entire system."Imelda," I moaned, my head dropping backwards in pleasure."What are you doing to me?""Pleasuring you my love," she replied sultrily, showering kisses on my bare chest and I felt my dick harden in response begging to be let loose."What do you want Derek?" She whispered, biting my ears playfully and I closed my eyes overwhelmed by the pleasure."Don't be shy, tell me what you want," she whispered still torturing me slowly."I want you, Imelda," I groaned, shuddering under her hold."I want all of you.""I want to bend you over the table and take you right here and now. I want to hear you moan my name as I do crazy things with you and I want to keep you in my arms forever and have no one take you away from me," I grunted in response as she sucked my nipple.How she knew all my soft spots was one thing I didn't know. Her hands were like magic and
MAYA'S POVNaya laid on the ground, snoring. It had been quite hard to put her to sleep. After Imelda left she wanted going after her, saying she had to warn her mate as well.It wasn't easy to suppress or hold her down. At a time, she had ran off, running around the Royal house while Becca and I chased after her. I didn't know where Lucas was but Justin and Reiner helped us catch her and bring her back to the room.To avoid her running off again, we locked the door and the windows hiding the keys where she wouldn't find them.Frustrated with the fact that we wouldn't let her leave the house, she drowned herself in alcohol, crying her eyes out. It felt as though she had taken the crying serum as well with the way she was crying profusely."I feel bad for her mate already," Becca sighed tiredly as she laid sprawled on the bed."Well, I think he'll be able to handle her," I giggled, remembering what he looked like. He was totally Naya's type of man and he had everything she wanted in a