Once we arrived back at our pack, Hadwin, Emmett and Archer all stood waiting in his office, the same word of warning that we only had an hour and I was to give Archer many updates as to what was happening, was given to me before I left. Whilst the King and I set off for the dungeon, neither of us going to speak as I guided him out of the pack house and towards the dungeons. This was the first time he and I have been alone at all, even when I was a child my parents hid me away from him and ensured he never seen me even once. I mean he was the man who had sent men over to kill my mother, even though he relentlessly tells me how it’s something he wished he never did all of these years later. He was the one who put not only my family, but the entire pack into such a dark and sinister place, once my mother left, the pack we all used to know, and love was gone. While he could live it up in the palace, we were forced to live in nothing but sadness, grief and resentment. “Have you decide
My breath hitched in my throat as the darkness of the 7th floor truly showcased itself to me, I am not only referring the little light which could be seen dangling from the ceiling, but the sick feeling which clung to each wall. The smell alone from me simply standing in the elevator made me want to vomit, the stories regarding the flooding of the cells I was seeing first hand may not have been stories after all, the portent smell of stagnant water mixed with the unmissable smell of death and faeces even had the King screw his face up a little placing his hand to his nose as though that would offer some kind of blockade. “This way.” The guard leading us through this hell hole said, now also grasping a flashlight in his hand and switching it on, this light seeming to ignite slight chaos down in the cells before us. Loud screams, shouts and clanking of metal from the cells echoed through the tunnel like system, one I was about to walk right in the centre of. Following behind the g
Once Alexander was chained up, we’re led off into one of the back rooms of the 7th floor, a place I assumed was for the guards when they needed a break whilst working down here. It was in much better condition than the cells outside, even a heater sat on the side which had been turned off due to Alexander being brought in, there wasn’t a single puddle in sight on the floor whereas back in the main section, puddles of old water are all you can see. Alexander was placed down on one of the tables, his chains wrapped around the table leg so he could sit with them on the table in front of him but not enough to moved. The King had to step out to speak with one of the guards which left Alexander and I alone with the guard which had been following us around in case anything was to happen. As I took my seat at the other side of the table, I watch Alexander looking down at the floor under him, his entire body shaking uncontrollably from the shivers of how cold he was. I know he’d done such
The earliest memories that a person holds should be some of the most treasured, perhaps a little picnic that you and your family went on, a wanderer's day out that brings you such immense joy whenever it pops into your mind.But for me, my earliest memory is of pain and despair, it's my earliest yet my most agonising memory that I hold. When I was only a young child, our peaceful little pack was attacked one night by the infamously cruel Dark Warrior Pack. They not only took us for everything that we had but took one of the purest people to grace this earth. The one person who sacrificed her own life to save that of her children.My feet skipped along the frozen cobblestone path leading from the pack house, my mind consumed with excitement for what this day would bring. The freezing temperatures of winter pricked my rosey cheeks as I skipped, along with my breath emitting an icy cloud of mist, I couldn’t help the giggles that escaped my lips. “Fern hunny, please put your cardigan on
That night I stepped out of the pack house and into the pitch black, my father had just given me the rundown of which traps needed to go where and what I should look out for. But as he spoke, all I could think was how I had the easier job, I just had to stand there and make sure no one from The Dark Warrior Pack find us and if they did, alarm everyone so we can get out of there. As I took a deep breath in, I couldn’t help but feel a slight sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, but it wasn’t one of dread or panic, but full of anticipation. It was as though deep down in my being, I knew something was going to happen tonight, something life changing. I shook the feeling off and put my game face on, my father was trusting me to get this done and I couldn’t let him down. “Alright, the Alpha wants this done as efficiently as possible, we need to be in and out of that place before any of them can blink, you got it?” I ask looking at all the fighters that would be executing this job wi
After waving goodbye to Hadwin for the night, I returned to my bedroom to get some much-needed rest after the eventful day that I had endured. But no matter how long I lay in bed and forced sleep, it never came. All that was rushing through my head was the thought of my mate, his bright blue eyes were all I could see when I would close mine. I tossed and turned trying to force the image of his face out of my head, but each time I was met with resistance from my wolf. She was beyond angry that I had ran from my mate rather than run into his arms, but she was only thinking about the mate aspect, I had the problem of my father hating every single person in that pack more than anything on this earth. But that was not the only issue with us meeting, it was the circumstances that we met under which is bringing more issues to the surface. He caught me and the other men setting traps in his pack border which whole purpose was to inflicted harm on him and any of his pack members, that doesn’t s
As I entered the pack house through the back door, I find it was in total chaos. Many of the pack members were running around in a panicked state attempting to find a place to hide, most holding tiny children who looked as terrified as the ones holding them. My breathing was heavy as I looked around for my own hiding place, I can’t allow this Alpha to find me, what if he doesn’t want me as a mate and is just angry because I was one of the people who set the traps?! I stood in the middle of the lobby while many ran past me, it felt like a blur and time had sped up for everyone around me, but I was still stuck in the moment. Someone taking my arm and pulling me slightly is what snapped me from my trance, initially, I was worried that I had been too slow, and the angry Alpha had his chance to grab me. But when I saw Hadwin’s worried face looking down at me, I knew I had a little more time to panic. “Fern, why are you just standing there, you need to find a place to hide before the invader
I freeze in place, my breath hitching in my throat as the Alpha remained behind me, his whole aroma caused my wolf to purr in my head and attempt to force me to melt into him more. His muscular arms wrapped around my body, showing me the many beautiful pieces of artwork that he had tattooed onto his forearms. As I place my hand on his arm in attempts to free myself from his grasp, a million tiny sparks begin to dance up my skin and spread throughout my entire being. This action only causing my wolf to purr even louder and beg for me to fall right into his arms, but to her dismay, that was something I was not going to do. “Let me go!” I say beginning to fight against him, but this only caused the Alpha to grip me even harder than before, I guess he doesn’t only have those rippling muscles for show. “And why would I do that, you’re my mate, now that I have you tightly in my grasp, you will never escape me again.” He whispers in a chuckle like tone close to my ear again, this action
Once Alexander was chained up, we’re led off into one of the back rooms of the 7th floor, a place I assumed was for the guards when they needed a break whilst working down here. It was in much better condition than the cells outside, even a heater sat on the side which had been turned off due to Alexander being brought in, there wasn’t a single puddle in sight on the floor whereas back in the main section, puddles of old water are all you can see. Alexander was placed down on one of the tables, his chains wrapped around the table leg so he could sit with them on the table in front of him but not enough to moved. The King had to step out to speak with one of the guards which left Alexander and I alone with the guard which had been following us around in case anything was to happen. As I took my seat at the other side of the table, I watch Alexander looking down at the floor under him, his entire body shaking uncontrollably from the shivers of how cold he was. I know he’d done such
My breath hitched in my throat as the darkness of the 7th floor truly showcased itself to me, I am not only referring the little light which could be seen dangling from the ceiling, but the sick feeling which clung to each wall. The smell alone from me simply standing in the elevator made me want to vomit, the stories regarding the flooding of the cells I was seeing first hand may not have been stories after all, the portent smell of stagnant water mixed with the unmissable smell of death and faeces even had the King screw his face up a little placing his hand to his nose as though that would offer some kind of blockade. “This way.” The guard leading us through this hell hole said, now also grasping a flashlight in his hand and switching it on, this light seeming to ignite slight chaos down in the cells before us. Loud screams, shouts and clanking of metal from the cells echoed through the tunnel like system, one I was about to walk right in the centre of. Following behind the g
Once we arrived back at our pack, Hadwin, Emmett and Archer all stood waiting in his office, the same word of warning that we only had an hour and I was to give Archer many updates as to what was happening, was given to me before I left. Whilst the King and I set off for the dungeon, neither of us going to speak as I guided him out of the pack house and towards the dungeons. This was the first time he and I have been alone at all, even when I was a child my parents hid me away from him and ensured he never seen me even once. I mean he was the man who had sent men over to kill my mother, even though he relentlessly tells me how it’s something he wished he never did all of these years later. He was the one who put not only my family, but the entire pack into such a dark and sinister place, once my mother left, the pack we all used to know, and love was gone. While he could live it up in the palace, we were forced to live in nothing but sadness, grief and resentment. “Have you decide
As soon as I had stated who in which the King was planning to see, Archer’s eyes turned dark with hatred and anger at even the thought of his father. “Absolutely not, my father is being held under a zero-visitation order, no person is allowed to speak with him apart from myself.” Archer spoke in such a low growl telling the King he wasn’t getting what he wanted, which I could tell greatly angered the King. “I am the King, I can and will speak to whoever I please.” The King growled back switching right into the man I had always thought him to be, the one who when he doesn’t get what’s he wants, gets rather angry and with experience, deadly. “When this individual is being held within the borders of my pack, that is no longer the case. If we are talking statues in my pack, I am the King.” Archer growls in response, his Alpha tone sending shivers down my spine which in his anger filled rage, I could tell he enjoyed. “Not if I send my men over to your pack to take your father.” The
Now that I had woken up, my heart still raced as though I was running some kind of marathon, but with Archer beside me whispering to help me calm down, I felt it slow. But the King’s comment regarding the odd glass ball in my hand still wasn’t making sense, how can some ball of glass help me win the war against those terrifying beasts? “What do you mean, how is this going to help me?” I ask once I fully calmed down a little, sitting up on the sofa whilst Archer took his seat beside me, the King simply smiled watching me. “Not only that one but the countless I had made leading up to the war, even though I do not doubt the wonders of your powers for a moment, these will help you regain your strength.” The King explained walking over as I handed him back the ball, which he soon smiled studying more closely. “From the outside it seems as though it could be some inexpensive décor piece of some sort, but it is what I had put inside it which really makes it unique. With the progress yo
Archer sat with his hands together and his leg bouncing as he waited in anticipation for Fern to return, he didn’t want to leave her, but she assured him she wouldn’t be long and asked him to keep an eye on their special guest, which Archer ensured he watched every move that man made. Hadwin sat at his desk also staring at the King, he was like his father, didn’t like or trust this man at all for what he not only did to his mother but what he was planning to do with his sister. To him, Fern was much too trusting of people sometimes, they’ll sweet talk her a load of nonsense and make her believe they have the best of intentions. He knew that was exactly what the King would attempt to do. But for the King, he had dealt with the eyes of judgment or resentment for most of his reign, there will always be someone who simply does not like authority and his status represents that. So having the off stares from two Alpha’s didn’t faze him in the slightest as he walked around the office wit
Once arriving back to Hadwin’s new pack house and finding some of my old clothes from when I lived here, I make my way through the maze of hallways which I had worried I wouldn’t recognise due to the rebuilt but to my shock but also delight, the corridors seemed to match the house I had grown up in nearly to a T, even my bedroom was in the same place! As I reached the lobby, I had to stop dead in my tracks and stare at the portrait which sat right in the centre of the lobby. It was a photo I hadn’t seen before but one that brought a tear to my eye. It was of my mother and father back before neither me nor Hadwin were born, it was at their rehearsal dinner for their wedding, my mother wore a beautiful white dress whilst my father was decked out in one of his suits. Looking into their eyes and seeing how happy they were, it made everything that’s happened worth it in a sense. They were so happy when they were together and even though it cuts deeper than I would have expected, I know w
The service for my father went on without a hitch, Hadwin took the stage and gave a beautiful speech about our father and the incredible father he was and how he strived to be even half the Alpha he was. My hand remained in Archer’s the entire time, who would send me a little squeeze whenever he sensed that my sadness was starting to boil. Our unexpected guest also sat there quietly listening, Archer sure to send him a few looks every now and then to let him know even though this was my father's funeral, he wasn’t letting his guard down. Before long, we were all stood in my mother's memorial garden laying my father to rest right beside her, we know it’s what he would have wanted, and I was beyond honoured to have done it for him. As I stood to the side watching as everyone took their roses and threw them in where my fathers coffin sat, my eyes welled with tears as I gazed realising, I would never see my father again, a realisation which hadn’t hit until this moment. A hand slowly
I stood there more annoyed than anything whilst Hadwin, turned his head to see who had arrived before a deadly growl leaves his lips and I’m pulled to stand behind him. His action only making a chuckle leave the man’s lips. “You, Alpha Hadwin, are very much like your father.” The King chuckled walking closer to the steps where we were stood at the top, his hand on the buttons of his suit jacket seeming to not have a care in the world. “And you, Luna Fern, look every part your mother's daughter, it’s as though I’m looking her in the eyes and not yourself. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance after all of this time, that mate of yours did not appreciate me in your pack.” The King laughed now turning his attention to me stood behind my rather angry brother, but now he had brought up Archer, he was the only person I wanted to ask for help. “Before you mind-link that mate of yours, how about you and I have a chat?” The King asked as though he knew what I was about to do, which onl