WRITER'S POV WESTWOOD PACK“Bring the seer out!” Lucius ordered. By now she should have bridled her tongue and come to her senses. Once in a while in such cases, he needed to remind people that he was still the Alpha of Westwood. His jaw stiffened. “Damian…” The only one that marred what would have been his perfect leadership and authority. “Have you come to your senses now?” He asked as the seer was brought before him. The seer gave a disgruntled scoff and attempted to break free from the grasp of Tommy and Jaxon. “My words remain the same even if you kill me. I speak nothing but the truth and words of the moon goddess,” she gritted. Lucius' eyes pinched. Had he not been clear enough? “I see you have made yourself quite comfortable in my dungeon and are begging for more stay. Take her back!”“That girl is not ordinary! You are making a mistake!” Seer growled as she was being dragged away. “Stop!” Lucius commanded and with long strides he descended the podium of his Alpha seat and
AMAYA'S POV “And you are all set!” Laura exclaimed as she began to put away the brushes and stuff. “Wow. You are snatched!” Nelo gasped walking in. I grinned admiring myself in the mirror. She didn't need to say it, I was glowing. Laura was like a pro. The way her hands moved on my face as she worked. Carefully choosing the colours, the brushes and delicately applying them. Even before she was done, I could already feel it would turn out great. Back at the quarters, I prided myself in my red lipstick. I had never really done full face makeup and dreaded it because the first time I saw Selene tried it, she looked like a vengeful ghost. “Thank you, Laura,” I thanked her again. It would be my first official outing as Damian’s guest. Yes, that was what I finally accepted he took me as. Although I still worried if he had other ulterior motives, he was yet to make a move and at the moment I was at peace. Laura of course still hung around me but the best part of it was Nelo’s presence.
AMAYA'S POV Each step I took backwards had him edging closer to me. His gaze was narrowed and aimed at me in a domineering manner. I glanced back and realised if I walked back anymore, I was bound to step into the brightness of the shining pole light and would be drawing the attention of the servants and guards which was not something I wanted. “I–can walk on my own.” I blurted. He chuckled. Standing in my front now, he leaned forward so he was at the same eye level with me. “Are you afraid of me now?” His breath warmed my face. He was more than an inch close and impulsively I held my breath. My dress had become suddenly tighter around my stomach and chest than it was when I wore it. I could barely look at his face but I could feel his eyes intensely on me. “Is there a reason for me to be?” I mumbled quietly. “Don't you think it's finally time we have the discussion. Are you not curious…why I bought you from your Alpha mate?”Something chilly washed over me and my breath caught i
AMAYA'S POV By now everyone was on their feet, gasping and mumbling different theories of what they thought was going on. The man staggered forward aiming his sword at Damian, gnashing his teeth. But just before he mounted the stairs of the podium, two guards subdued him. “Let me go! Let me kill this bastard of an Alpha. Let me kill the murderer of my poor sister!”Poor sister? A prickling fear crept over me. It must be his sister's bones behind the brown door. Damian rose in his seat. “Allow him.” “I said let him go!” he roared when the guards hesitated. Everyone thought he was crazy including me. This man was here for his head and he wanted them to let him through? The guards freed the man. He snarled. Clenching, he surged up the podium. He struck his sword at Damian who swiftly dodged and with his bare hands grabbed the edges of the sword. Blood gushed. My mind left me. Shocking gasps echoed in the room.“You are a monster! You murdered your own mate. You deserve to die! Die!
“Fucking bastards! Old bastards! What do they know about being an Alpha! Can any of them wear my shoes! None!” Lucius slammed angrily. Ever since he encountered his so-called mate, everything has gone from bad to worse. He shouldn't have listened to the seer. He should have paid deaf ears about finding his mate or not. Here he was still trying to figure out how to get back his darn mate that supposedly held the lock to the perfect life he wanted and these foolish elders of his were being bitches biting his ass. “All they do is sit on their high horses and make demands!” He added thumping at the empty seat beside him. Facing Jaxon, he questioned, “Why isn't Tommy here?”“I just spoke to him and he is already on his way,” Jaxon replied. “And, the chief elder is demanding you fix a meeting with him as soon as possible?”Lucius' face thickened with irritation. “What is it this time? Another of his complaints? Or does he want yet another plot of land?!”“He is complaining of disrespect fr
AMAYA'S POV “You…” he started, his voice hoarse and anguished. His fingers trailed down my face as he gazed fixedly at me. “Why did you stop me?”Funny that I myself couldn't answer this question. While everyone saw the murderous part of him, deep within him lurked pain and hurt. When I saw him grabbing onto the edges of the sword while it cut through him, I couldn't say, but something inside me felt differently drawn to his hidden pain. “Are you alright?” I asked, swiftly ignoring his question. His eyes squinted at me. I stepped back glancing around. “Your hand needs to be treated. Is there a first aid kit somewhere?”As I turned to search for one, he grabbed my hand unexpectedly, swirling me, causing my body to slam into his own. His arms reached and circled around me and his intense gaze on me deepened, piercing right through me. He leaned in. “I am Alpha Damian. I don't need first aid treatments.” His breath sent shudders down my spine. For a split second, a razz idea came upo
“What is the seer of Balus Pack doing in Westwood Pack?” Tommy questioned, scornfully. He revelled in the sharpness of his memory. What would he have done if the Seer had gone straight to Lucius? His whole plan would have been if not completely ruined but jeopardised. He cannot allow Lucius to be even an inch step ahead of him. “What do you want from me?” the seer gritted. She was sprawled on the ground and her arms tied to a chair. After Tommy's threat, she had to obediently follow his orders. “I do the questioning here, woman.” Tommy sneered. “The goddess shall not forgive you for this!” “Where was your goddess when I brought you here?” He mocked. This really infuriated the seer as she clenched and squirmed with the ropes she was tied with. Tommy laughed hastily. “That should be the least of your problems right now. I can kill you here without traces.”The seer laughed. “You cannot harm the mouthpiece of the goddess.”“Oh, But the mouthpiece is allowed to deceive his Alpha? I’
CRAVEN PACK EMPEROR MANSION Tommy strapped himself to the pillar and waited until the two guards walked past before he proceeded forward. “Behind the flower bed,” he reminded himself of his destination as he stopped briefly to locate the building adjacent to the third building after the main building just as the letter had said. Confirming that he was in the right direction, he continued walking. A few more walks and he arrived at the flower bed. Behind the flower, he sighted a white rock which happened to be what happened to be what exactly he wanted. Glancing around for any danger, he ducked beside the flowers and lifted the rock up. Beneath it lay a white paper which he took and snuck into safety again. He read the paper and chewed it up. Then he approached a servant. “You there, excuse me. I am one of the guests of your Alpha. How do I locate the training center building?”The maid pointed him to the direction. He thanked her politely and walked on. Nelo stood up when she sa
Suddenly the glass left Damian's grasp and shattered on the floor. Damian tumbled sideways and before Amaya would react, he collapsed to the floor with a dull thud. Amaya pulled him to lie on the sofa in the room. His body was burning up. She got a wet rag and pressed on his forehead sighing as she did. For a split second it crossed her mind she had been sighing the entire day. How much could she endure before the day ended? Damian moaned in his sleep. A painful moan and he incoherently mumbled names of his dead mate and father. “Father…father…father…” He grunted in his sleep, gripping onto Amaya's hand. At a point, his moans turned into low grunt and then screams. Amaya called his name and shook him awake.“Are you alright?” She asked, gently. Not seeking answers, just wanting to ensure he was alright. Damian glanced around, panting. On the realisation, a cold emptiness settled in his chest. It had only been in his nightmare. The warmth of his father he had felt was only in his
AMAYA'S POV “Wait here,” Amaya said, helping Lucius to the pavement of an abandoned house. She started to leave and he tried to stop her, eyes clouded with uncertainty. “I won't be long,” she assured him. Some minutes later, she returned with some herbs. Squeezing them in between her palms, she made a mixture with it and began to apply it on his injuries. She could feel him watching her keenly as she silently tended to his wounds. He softly grasped her hand. “Don't stress yourself. They'll heal.”“Still you should at least apply something.”“Amaya…” he ventured gently. “I'm sorry…I shouldn't have acted that way in your presence.”She sighed, the last glimpse of Damian's face she saw before walking off with Lucius flashing her head. She wondered what he was thinking at that moment, if he hated her more than he already did, if he would… She shook her head pushing the thoughts away. “Why did you provoke him? You know he can't hold back.”“Come with me, let's go home,” Lucius said sof
Amaya couldn't tell how long she had run as she only stopped when she felt her whole body exhausted. Panting, she sat down on a nearby pavement. It was then she looked and saw she was at the park. She inhaled slowly, the words of the girls jabbing her all over again. Tears welled up in her eyes and she blinked, forcing them back. She could not cry now. At least not yet. She imagined the news travelling round the Pack, the uncomfortable and judgemental stares that would be coming her way. She wondered if Damian had heard it by now. He would hate her. “Amaya…”She noticed a figure standing before her and looked up through her hazy eyes. Her mouth parted. “Alpha Lucius…How did you find–”“Shhhh. I only need you to say the words and I take you home”“And why will you take her home?” a voice thundered behind them. “Alpha Damian?” Amaya gasped, scrambling to her legs. She had imagined her life getting worse but never did she imagine this scenario. Damian glared at Lucius. “You sent you
As the days grew, Amaya felt her wolf gradually slipping into extinction. Before, she at least communicated with her even if she didn't shift but now she rarely spoke back. And with every passing day, she feared that one day her secret would be out in the open for the world to laugh at her and mock her. The stigma that someone wolfless was associated with was painful. Especially for someone like her. She had heard how much Damian detested wolfless people. He said they were weak and did not deserve to live. The realisation that he would look at her with hate and disgust made her stomach twist.She sighed and plopped her head deeper on the pillow. Her mind drifted to earlier in the day. Her conversation with Damian had quickly tensed up. She had crossed a line she knew she wasn't supposed to cross and Damian hadn't taken it lightly. And again he had brandished the killer instinct in him. Damian was cussed and it didn't matter who it was, once he was in that fury, he could kill anyone.
EARLIER ON…“You will be addressing the guards in five minutes, Oliver, Are you ready?” Raze asked Oliver who it was and it had always been his duty to speak to the guards. “I will do it,” Damian interjected, sauntering into the training room. “You will do it?” Raze and Oliver asked, surprised. “You sure you don't want us doing it?”“He wants to impress his lady guest,” Raze whispered. Oliver frowned. “Impress her? But she won't be there.”Damian heard them and shot them a silencing look. “This is a serious issue. I must speak to them myself,” he added, swiping off a strand of hair that tried to come into his eyes. “Have you thought about Balus' offer?” Raze asked. As a matter of fact it was because of that that he was going to address the guards. Lucius was a cunny man. By now Damian was hundred percent certain he'd received news of Balus coming to him for help. He was expecting Lucius to send a spy to his house but he will make sure to not give him a chance to do that. With
AMAYA'S POV I ran out of my room, down the stairs and towards Damian's room.“And where do you think you are going after causing trouble?” Nelly gritted, blocking me. “I'm sorry and I will apologize again if you want me to but right now I'm in a hurry–”“Damian isn't in his room,” she said, unmoving. “Where's he?” I asked, panting. “Why do you want to know so bad? And besides, you don’t have the time to ask for him when you need to serve your punishment–”“I’m sorry and I will accept my punishment whatever it is but I'm in a bit of a hurry right now.” I turned and dashed out. First, I checked the meeting hall building but Damian wasn't there. I didn't know where he was but I would find him. I would find him and I would ask him why… why he bought me despite having to lose in the deal…why he always saved me…why his closeness made my heart flutter… why he was there last night…how he found me in the club…I could hear the racing of my heart. There were so many things I wanted to ask
Amaya shut her eyes and inhaled. Her breath came out in shudders. The drink was gradually leaving her head. She could feel the bar man's ravenous eyes on her. He'd already undressed her with his eyes. The polite smile on his face that once offered her a drink was gone and all she saw was a demon watching his prey and waiting to attack. She was seconds away from being molested and no one was coming to save her. Lyra was probably having the fun of her life somewhere. She reached out to her wolf. She had to help them. This was the most important time she needed her strength, she needed her… she clenched her teeth; she wanted to fight back but it was as though the more she tried to fight, the more her body grew weak. Helpless, she broke into a sad laugh. Her predator did not take her laughing lightly as teeth gnashed. “You are laughing?” he scoffed, advancing towards her. He tried to rip her dress apart but she reached for the sheets and grabbed, pulling them over her and with the wh
WESTWOOD PACK “The seer is here, my Alpha,” a guard announced. Lucius nodded, slightly disgruntled with the information. He didn't even know why he was bringing her in again. He couldn't say if her prophecies were true or not. But he was short on alternatives at the moment. With Amaya still under Derrick’s wings, Balus preparing war against him and Tommy, a time ticking bomb in the hand of Damian, this was his last resort. “You must have already heard. Balus wants war. Does the goddess have any words for me?” He began as soon as the seer arrived. “Are you afraid?” the Seer asked boldly. Lucius jeered. “Me? Afraid of weak Balus and his little Pack? Why will I be? I have thousands of men and need only to say the word and Balus will be a past thing.”“You must not go to war. Never,” the seer warned. Lucius squinted skeptically at her. “What do you mean by that? I am not the one calling for war.”“The most important thing you need right now is the girl Amaya becoming your Luna.”“I'
Amaya opened the door to see Lyra standing there. She resisted the urge to frown. “Let's go to a party. My friend is hosting and she invited me. I am allowed to bring someone and well, let's say I picked you,” Lyra said with an indifferent shrug. Amaya blinked and regarded her for about a few seconds. “You are asking me to go to a party with you?”“That was exactly what I said. Now are you going or not?” Amaya drew in a breath. She wanted to go out. A lot of things were on her mind with Lucius's words taking the lead. “Are you coming or not!” Lyra snapped, angry that she was delaying. “I will go,” Amaya agreed. A party would be perfect to distract her from her thoughts at least for sometime. “I heard a party. Can I come too?” Nelo asked, poking her head out of her door. “Nope. I can only invite one person and she has the slot now. Get ready and we will meet downstairs in fifteen minutes.”“What about Nelly? She won't let us leave.”“I don't need to take permission from the bitc