(TRISTAN'S P. O. V.)"What do you mean?" Aria asked, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The old woman didn't say anything reply, and just smiled at us with twinkling eyes. We were both confused, but before we could even say anything, the old lady turned, and walked away steadily. Aria was the first to snap out of her daze, and immedietly moved to go after the old lady. I caught her arm, stopping her from moving any further, while she squirmed in my grip. "Let me go, I need to get answers!" She yelled at me, frustrated that I was restricting her.I continued holding her firmly. The woman wasn't one of us; she was a messenger to the goddess, probably one of the spirits of our ancestors. We do not question spirits; they only appear to deliver a message, and leave without any further details. No matter how much you pester them, that's if they aren't gone with the whispy wind in seconds like they never even existed, they will not give you any more information about what it is that they
Love; it is a beautiful thing. Be it familial, platonic, or romantic. Love is all around us; we can't run away from it. It had been a long run for my mother, Uncle Tristan, and I. But we still stood strong through it, allowing love to lead the way all through. That's how it was supposed to be; no matter the case or whatever that happened. Everyone had some ups and downs sometimes, what really made you a strong person was the ability to pull through it, and if you're with someone else, be it just one, or multiple people, to pull them through it too. It wasn't determined on the amount of power you had, or how much money you had in your bank account like my late biological father, Uncle Scott had always believed; financial power had nothing on mental power, and unfortunately, he understood that late, which brought about his ultimate downfall. By mental power, I do not mean the ability to manipulate, manipulation will genuinely take you absolutely nowhere. Unfortunately, my late step mot
**ARIA'S P.O.V**Fear!Confusion!And that wonderful feeling of his Love!The night's cold breeze hit me, asking me to shiver and hug the duvet tighter.The chilly air surrounded me and hugged me as though it were trying to choke me in my worry and sleeplessness tagged along with fatigue.I could hear the melodious now turned annoying music of the woods, the nature's sound was always something I longed to listen to.For the same unknown reasons, I found it annoying and really wanted it to stop.The owls hooting, the screams of the Lumpkin that sounded terrifying to my ears, the yelping of the frogs and clicking of bats.I wasn't okay at all not even a little tiny bit as I couldn't help but fear for the worse, funnily enough I wasn't threatened or feeling in any danger at the pack.If anything, I was safe because I had a backup which was trustworthy.It wasn't every day, a mere slave like me enjoyed the warmth of the future Alpha's bed.Every so often it seemed like every night we play
Scott!, That was what I wanted to say with pride.I could see myself doing it and naming all his promises to me.I'm sure even if didn't Scott would find a way of bringing me out of the tight corner.A slap landed on my face, bringing me back to the reality.“She is pregnant and smiling to herself, Is it a thing to be happy about?”.I felt my world crashing as I realized that indeed a slave wasn't permitted to get pregnant just like it was rumored.I wonder how they got to know, it was not like they had done this to everyone.“You must be curious rather than worried about your fate, or aren't you scared at all?” an Epsilon said, making my heart skip.What fate!!.The way and manner they were dragging this issue made me terrified as I wondered what was the fate of a pregnant slave like they had said.I was a pregnant woman, so what else did they want to do to me because I got pregnant.I wondered still crying when pregnancy became a pack thing or a matter to be discussed among the pack
My eyes widened in shock as the head of the Epsilon suddenly spoke up.Will I be killed?No, that was too harsh.I wondered what plans they had for me and my unborn child, I was fine with everything but death.This child was mine, my blood, I cared less if Scott didn't want him or her. I did and was going to cater to him or he, even if it meant that I would have to suffer the shame of being banished.Being a rogue sometimes even seemed preferable than being a maid here.The rules of blue moon were what made it the strongest pack in the world, excluding the Alpha king's.To every other member, it was okay, but slaves were the main reason as to why these rules were made.We were restricted to so many things and now even getting pregnant was a sin here for us and having a say in our judgement was a sin here.Every so often, we had no right to mate a higher rank than us, only if the person had a say in the pack.That was what Scott had done, he was no better than people with no ranks, th
**Scott POV**Waking up to my father's Beta rants wasn't something I wished for my enemy.I was so damn tired as though I had run a marathon before sleeping last night but last night was far better than any marathon race.He just walked in like he owned and he began ranting on something that I just could not understand.My mind was just focused on just one person, Aria.Damn that bitch was sweetness on another level, she knew how to make a man pant hungrily for her.last night's sex was the best and if I was to say we were getting better in tis little game of yours, which of which I was becoming a grandmaster.Sex was far more sweeter when the consciousness of getting caught was involved.He kept on saying shit and cussing someone as I drifted in and out of sleep."What a slut!" He then said before facing the windows and then he said something that caught my attention, "Aria would have to go down like her parents"."Aria" I said, upon sitting up making him turn to stare at me suspicio
My mind went back to a distant memory.**Flashback**“Promise me!”.“What mom?” I asked, pulling her closer.She looked down at me lovingly before saying, “promise you will be better than us”.**End of flashback**.I had failed, and Scott was the only one I blamed here, as he failed both me and the future of this pack.My hands found my tummy, it was still flat, but warmth filled me immediately.Just as my mom had loved me unconditional, so would my child be loved by me.What still wowed me to the core was the fact that Scott had done nothing to actually speak for me or even give me courage when no one is looking?I was confused and there I thought of it the more confused I became as one part of my mind prayed he was doing something in secret.“Hey you” I hear another resumed, don't this people ever get tired.I could feel my wolf roaring for blood, ever since yesterday she has been silent.She had so much connection with Scott's wolf, they ruled out night affairs.She blocked me last
**warning: fair amount of sexual content**As soon as my eyes left his face to see the glistening thing on his hand that kept on flashing in my side view and identified it as a sword, I became alert.His gaze that never left mine was beginning to make me feel so uneasy and self-conscious. He took slow but steady steps, making it seem like it was taking ages for him to reach my cell, and it wasn't like the distance from the cell to where he stood was far.It was the exact sword he had placed on my neck the other time, my heart thumped against my chest as it flashed once in my memory.My mind immediately screamed at me to shout because the look on his face was definitely wicked.The closer he got to me, the more my heart thumped wildly with so many thoughts as to why he was staring at me in that manner.I concluded he was here to kill me indeed, who knows that Beta might have sent him as it's no secret that he hated me.Or could it be Scott because he didn't want me spilling out the se