I was walking through the palace corridors, lost in my own thoughts, when I heard the sound of soft sobs echoing down the hallway. Curious, I followed the sound until I came upon a scene that tugged at my heartstrings. One of the Omegas, a young maid who worked diligently in the palace, was sitting alone in a secluded corner, tears streaming down her cheeks.My heart ached as I watched her, and I couldn't bear to see her in such pain. Quietly, I approached her and gently cleared my throat to get her attention. She looked up, startled, and quickly wiped her tears away, attempting to hide her distress."Hey, it's alright," I said softly, offering her a kind smile. "You don't have to hide your tears. What's bothering you?"The maid looked at me with a mixture of embarrassment and sadness. Her voice was shaky as she began to speak. "I... I just got rejected by my mate."My heart went out to her, understanding the pain she must be feeling. Rejection from a mate was a heart-wrenching exper
I sat in my room, engrossed in my knitting. The soft, rhythmic click of the needles was oddly soothing, and it gave me a sense of accomplishment as each apron took shape in my hands. It was a small gesture, but I wanted to show my appreciation to the hardworking maids and chefs who helped keep our palace running smoothly. With a total of sixty to make, I had committed myself to knitting three aprons each day. Today marked the third day, and as I continued working on the third apron, I could already feel the satisfying weight of sleep tugging at my eyelids.But then, a knock on my door interrupted my knitting. I set the needles down on my lap and glanced towards the door, wondering who it could be. I hadn't been expecting any visitors, and my heart raced slightly at the thought of someone seeking my attention.I stood up, gently placing the half-finished apron on the bed, and approached the door. As I opened it, I was greeted by the sight of Adolph standing there. My eyes widened in su
The day at the clinic had been unusually calm, with fewer patients than usual seeking treatment. The doctor had told me to go back to the palace and relax, which was a welcomed change. I walked back to the palace, my thoughts drifting as I enjoyed the warmth of the sun against my skin. As I entered the palace, I couldn't help but feel a sense of tranquility wash over me. The familiarity of the palace grounds always brought a comforting feeling.As I made my way to my room, my eyes caught sight of Adolph engaged in conversation with a group of people. He noticed me and gestured for me to wait for him. I obediently stood by, curious to see what he wanted to discuss. After what felt like a brief conversation, he finally walked over to me with a smile on his face."Scarlett," he greeted, his eyes locking onto mine, "I didn't expect to see you here at this time of the day."I returned his smile, feeling a warmth in my heart. "Well, there wasn't much to do at the clinic today, so the doctor
I woke up with a start, my heart racing as if I had just run a marathon. Beads of sweat dotted my forehead and my chest heaved with each breath. The remnants of the nightmare clung to my mind, haunting me like a lingering ghost. It had felt so real, so vivid that I struggled to shake off the feeling of dread that had settled over me.In the dream, I had ventured into Adolph's room, the morning light filtering through the windows. He sat at the table, eating his breakfast as usual. But then, in an instant, the scene had turned into a nightmare. Adolph had begun to choke, his face contorting in pain as he struggled for breath. Panic had gripped me, and I rushed to his side, my hands shaking as I tried to help him.I vividly remembered trying to get him to sit down, frantically pouring water into a glass to ease his distress. But then, the unthinkable happened. In my dream, he had slipped away from me, his body growing still and lifeless. The sight had been too much to bear, and I had sc
I heard Adolph's voice from afar that was when I realized that his death was just my imagination. I sighed feeling relieved. "Scarlett?" Adolph's voice was laced with worry, and he stepped closer to me, his brows furrowed in concern.I quickly wiped away the tears that had welled up in my eyes during my moment of distress. Adolph's presence felt grounding, a reminder that I was no longer trapped in the nightmare that had haunted me just moments ago. But my emotions were still raw, and I struggled to find the words to explain my sudden distress."Adolph," I managed to say, my voice quivering slightly. "I... I just felt like I needed to see you before I leave."Adolph's expression softened, his concern giving way to a warm smile. "Well, I'm glad you stopped by," he said, his eyes holding a gentle warmth that seemed to ease the tension within me.He gestured for me to come in, and I hesitated for a moment before stepping into his room. The familiar sight of his room—the furnishings, the
As I returned to the palace from a busy day at the clinic, a sense of comfort washed over me knowing that Adolph was just a door away. I knocked softly on his door, hoping to see his reassuring face and find solace in his presence. When he opened the door, a wave of relief swept through me, and a small smile formed on my lips."Good evening, Alpha Adolph" I greeted softly, my gaze meeting his tired but warm eyes.Adolph's sleepy appearance caught my attention, and I immediately felt guilty for potentially disturbing his rest. I apologized, my voice tinged with concern, but he assured me it was no trouble and invited me in. I stepped into his room, feeling a sense of calm wash over me as the door closed behind me."No need to apologize," he replied, his voice carrying a softness that eased my worries.Leaning against the doorframe, I took a moment to observe him. Despite the fatigue in his eyes, there was a familiarity in his presence that put me at ease. I let out a sigh of relief, gr
Liam's steps echoed with frustration as he made his way through the opulent corridors of the palace. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, each one fueling his determination to confront his mother, Lady Isabella. The memories of his recent encounter with his old friends and their jests were like a burning flame in his heart, igniting his anger.Reaching his mother's room, he rapped his knuckles on the door with more force than he intended, the sound echoing through the hallway. The door creaked open, revealing Lady Isabella standing there, a mixture of surprise and concern etched on her features. Her eyes widened as she took in Liam's tense posture and clenched fists."Liam, what's the matter?" Lady Isabella asked, her voice laced with curiosity and a hint of trepidation. She had grown accustomed to her son's intensity, but there was something different about his demeanor today.Without wasting any time, Liam launched into an animated explanation of his encounter with his friends at h
I sat in the pack's clinic, surrounded by the familiar sounds of hushed conversations, the soft rustling of papers, and the occasional hum of medical equipment. My colleagues and I had gathered during our break, sharing stories and laughter to break the monotony of our tasks. The atmosphere was light, a refreshing change from the serious and often intense situations we dealt with daily.As we exchanged tales and caught up on each other's lives, Jessy's voice rang out with a tale that immediately caught my attention. Jessy, one of my colleagues, was known for her playful nature and her knack for finding herself in amusing situations. She had a tendency to bring smiles to our faces even on the toughest days."Luna Scarlett," Jessy chimed in, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "You won't believe what happened last night during my shift."I leaned forward, intrigued by the prospect of a good story. "Do tell, Jessy. I'm all ears."Jessy leaned back in her chair, a grin forming on her lips. "