I honestly don't know what I was expecting. For him to magically fall in love with me and make me his Luna?
I wasn't even sure which was worse. The rejection or the betrayal.Was that even supposed to be compared?Of course, the betrayal took the cake. My heart and mind still couldn't fathom the hurt I felt from Mia's betrayal. It was really hard to process.I sighed, painfully as I forced my feet to take me further towards the royal kitchen. The pain I felt in my ribs from the impact was consistent and it made it hard to breathe properly. It felt like he had broken something when he kicked my ribs.As I made my way to the kitchen, I was walking down a long corridor when someone suddenly pulled me to the side. I yelped from the sudden force and the pain it brought about and I almost screamed from shock when a warm hand wrapped around my mouth.My eyes finally met his.Beta Carlos.I let out a breath of relief from the revelation that it was just him. Beta Carlos, tall, handsome, bright blue eyes, long blonde hair and pink plump lips. The man any girl would die to have. He was beautiful. Admittedly.But, I was in no way attracted to him.He was more of my big brother.Surprising? Yes.But contrary to what you may think, Carlos is the complete opposite of Lucas.Carlos hated the way Lucas treated us slaves. He always tried to help as much as he could.He would sometimes help me treat my wounds so they could heal properly but the scars of the ones he couldn't help with still remained and some wounds were just too big to heal right.Not just me though, he would help anyone he could in any way he could.But I had it the hardest. I was Lucas' personal venting material, punching bag, rage object and sex slave. To Lucas, I was not a living thing, I was an object of pleasure in more sickening ways than one.But Carlos, he was a literal angel. Although, everything he did had to be behind Lucas' back. Alpha Lucas was a hard man to reason with, he always did things his own way. He would ask for Carlos' opinion on something out of formality but go through with his own decision, and completely discard Carlos.He doesn't care about anything or anyone but he is still closest to Carlos.His hands slipped off my mouth and gripped my shoulders."Are you okay?" He asked, his eyes swimming with worry.I nodded."Yes" I lied through my teeth.I was not okay. I felt like shit.He narrowed his eyes at me and I sighed deeply, about to convince him when I wheezed in pain.He closed his eyes in frustration."Goddess" he murmured before looking at me again."Kieran, you need to get treated. The impact on your rib was too much and with the way you're breathing, you could actually die" he explained and I hesitated as I looked down the corridor that led to the kitchen."I have a lot of duties that I -" I started to argue… well, explain but then, he cut me off."I'll be right back. Stay here" he said and hurriedly made his way down the corridor that led to the kitchen.I sighed as I looked at his retreating figure. There was no stopping him.I leaned against the wall behind me as I thought back to the events from earlier.Mia.What she did still shocked my very soul.Mia and I go way back. While she has her entire family in this pack, I was a slave from another pack, the only one that survived Lucas' wrath.We bonded when we were kids. The field that oversaw the lake was my spot first and one day, she walked there while I was relaxing. Then, she started a conversation with me and we just bonded really quickly. We've been friends for four years, so it made it quite hard for me to be able to fathom the betrayal.Like, I just could not understand why she would do it.My heart told me there must be a valid reason but my head told me there was none.Carlos appeared again and grabbed my wrist."Okay, let's go" he said as he tried to pull me but I hesitated, planting my feet on the ground."But, I -" I argued again and he sighed."I've taken care of it. Now, come on, your health matters most" he said and I sighed stubbornly and finally gave in, allowing him to lead me to Greta's room.I could not go to the royal clinic,I dared not.Greta was the lead nurse but she loved Carlos like a son, so she always helped him with me and she had somehow grown to like me as well.We snuck past guards until we finally reached her room and Carlos knocked on her door.She opened up shortly after and let us in.She groaned."What the fuck the Lucas do this time?" She asked and I was genuinely surprised she had not heard. Nothing flew past Greta but then again, it only just happened.Carlos sighed."The main thing is she had a forceful impact to her ribs and now, she's breathing weirdly. Could you please just check?" He asked and she sighed."Lie down, dear" she said and I did as Carlos finally let go of my wrist."Turn around, Carlos" she said with a strict voice as she turned to him and he did, without hesitation.I sighed in relief as she bent over me and slowly raised my dress up and examined me, gently poking my stomach in certain places, making me either groan or hiss in pain."Oh dear" she said as she stood up and walked to her table."What?! Is it bad?!" Carlos asked from where he stood still, facing the door.Greta sighed as she rummaged through some items and brought some medicine out with a cup of water.I sat up and adjusted my dress as she gave me the drugs to use and I did.Then, she turned to Carlos and called him so he could turn to her.He did and glanced at me with worry."We need to get a lot of ice. She needs proper treatment but since we wouldn't be able to get that, this is the most we can do" she explained and he nodded."Lots of ice. Got it" he said before he left her room.Greta turned to look at me and smiled softly."You'll be okay" she said and I forced a small smile in return.I was anything but okay.Weeks had gone by and although I was feeling much better now, the full ache remained to remind me of the brutality of Lucas. As if that wasn't enough, he still made sure to have sex with me every day. In a way I was glad he rejected me. I was glad all I felt was pain all over again with no single ounce of pleasure. I hated him so much. He was my own personal hell on earth. I thought about Mia and how I've actively avoided her since the incident. Or maybe, she was the one avoiding me. I was finally ready to confront her. I wanted answers and I would not find peace until I got them. So, I was currently searching for her. I checked the field but she was not there and I rounded the palace walls in search of her. Familiar blonde locks appeared in my sight and I almost smiled. I sighed in defeat as my heart ached. I was about to call her name when I realized she was not alone and reflexively, I hid from them.I peeped to see who she was with when I realized the person was wearing a c
I got dragged to the feet of Lucas. I shivered as the guards threw me to the floor, right at his feet, before they moved back. I swallowed in fear as he towered above me. I dared not look up at him but I could feel the heat of the familiar irritated glare. "How many crimes did you commit this time, little lamb?" He asked and I shook with fear, barely taking a second before I answered him. Lucas hated slow people. I didn't even think about the question enough before I answered. "Two, Your Majesty" I said and he laughed before he suddenly went silent. I was about to crane my head up when I heard the sickening tearing of my own skin. He had whipped me and it caught me so off guard, I shrieked in pain. "Tsk, tsk. You forgot rule number one" he said as he whipped me again and I stifled a groan as tears streamed down my face. I was not caught off guard this time and I was very much used to this. "Good girl," he said."Now, let me ask you again. How many crimes did you commit this time?
I was hanging by a thread by this point. All I could see was blood. My dress was even more torn. I was bleeding from different parts of my body. I struggled to stand from the loss of blood. Lucas laughed at the sight in front of him. I could hear genuine happiness from the way he sounded and soon enough, Mia's laugh joined in. She had also come to watch my demise. The wolves were vicious, angry and I was the perfect prey for them. They rounded me again and one of them lunged for me and I dodged it but another one jumped on me from behind and its teeth sunk into my arm. I screamed in pain and I tried to shake it off. I raised the sharp branch I was holding and stuck it in its side. It let out a loud welp and jumped off me, tearing off some skin in the process. I winced in pain as I backed off from them. I couldn't hold up much longer but it was hard to just give up. I needed to live up to my father's mantra. Three of them lunged for me at once and I jumped out of the way but one
Every part of my body ached as I roused awake. I slowly forced my eyes open and I blinked to allow it to adapt to the lighting of my surroundings. When it finally did, I studied where I was. I was in a large room with white walls that stood out. I looked around the large room. Almost everything in it was white, from the vanity table to the white drapes which had golden swirls on it, to the bed spread. I groaned as I tried to sit up. I had never been on a bed like this before. It was soft and warm. Asides, the aches I felt all over my body, I felt peace. That was when it hit me. Was I dead? My head considered the possibility and it made so much sense since there was white everywhere. Oh goddess, I really was dead and I made it to the moon goddess. Happiness took over the pain and I instantly tried to get off of the bed. Bad idea. Was it supposed to hurt this much in the after life? Memories of the way I got hurt stormed my brain and I sighed. I could not believe I died in such a sha
The Deathshade Pack, was the most feared pack in the entire werewolf kingdom. Every single person feared the pack. Even Lucas. I heard stories about it as a kid, my father and stepmother used to tell lots of stories about how ruthless the pack was. There was also that one time that something happened in the Albertos and one of the guards mentioned something about The Deathshade Pack and the look on Lucas' face was clear as day. He was terrified of them. And now, I sat here, comfortably, about to get fed. I gulped in fear. What if it had poison in it? No, that did not make any sense. They can't save me just to kill me again. Maybe I was about to be a slave. Or maybe she was feeding me to be good meat for their rabid animals. My body trembled and I swallowed again. "Dea- Deathshade Pack?" I asked, hoping my ears heard wrong. My fear was audible so I wasn't surprised when she raised a brow. Then, a look of realization crossed her features. "Don't tell me you're scared" she said and
Kieran’s POV A smile tugged at my lips as I made my way down the stairs, taking them two at a time. I ran my fingers along the smooth surface of the banisters that curled downwards to the floor below. As I continued my descent, a small hum slid past my lips. I couldn't exactly tell why I was particularly happy, but that had been my life ever since I arrived at the Deathshade pack. Contrary to how I felt upon my arrival, I'd settled in quite well and just like Sabrina had said, it wasn't such a bad place to live after all. My eyes roamed the hallways as I got to the foot of the stairs. Bright lights hung up on each side cast a warm glow against the tiled floors, adding a glimt to the wallpaper. I had lost count of the number of times I'd gone through this hallway because it connected a major part of the rooms in the mansion, but no matter how many times I'd walked through here, I still found myself in total awe of the entire place. I was currently headed to the garden. Right no
Kieran’s POV.Shit. There was no way this could be happening. Of all the million things that could happen to me, why did the moon goddess have to choose this? I was aware that fate was inevitable and sometimes we really just had to leave our happy endings in the hands of nature and believe that everything would turn around for the better, but as I stared at the man in front of me, I wasn't too sure about that saying. I gulped loudly. No matter how many times the words seemed to ring in my head, it did nothing to change anything. This was real. Alpha Xander was my fucking mate. No,no,no. Right now, I would accept anything else asides this. Anything at all. If I had to face the revelation that Alpha Xander was my mate or to eat hot coal, then, I would gladly pick the latter. Why would the moon goddess think I needed another mate? I had barely gotten over what the first one did to me, so there was no way I was looking forward to another one. A small tremor spread through my body as
Xander’s POV. A cool breeze blew by rustling the trees in the distance. Up ahead, the moon cast its warm glow above the earth, illuminating everything under its wake. Stars twinkled in the background, like tiny specs against a pitch black canvas. The sight was beautiful and I could get lost out here if I stayed here long enough, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't distract myself from the matter at hand. I'd found my mate.If I hadn't experienced it earlier today, I would have said it was a silly prank from someone, probably Sabrina. Or perhaps, I'd been worn out by my long travels and I was beginning to hallucinate and see things. All my life, I'd yearned for my mate. I spent a good portion of my life praying and pleading to the moon goddess to grant me my fair share of happiness, but she never did. I even went as far as offering rituals and traveling far and wide for the one destined for me. At least, if she couldn't come to me, I would make things easier for her
Kieran's POVMy entire body shook with rage. I rarely ever lost my temper, I could safely say that I have never felt this type of anger. The closest thing I have ever felt to this was the way I felt when Lucas killed everyone I ever loved. But still, that anger was different, it stemmed from pain. This one stemmed from irritation and envy. I hated the feeling so much. But still, somewhere deep down, there was that constant fear. Fear that he would actually accept her and leave me cold and alone. Just like magic, that thought alone sent chills down my spine and I fought the urge to shiver. When Sabrina boldly interrupted Xander at the risk of her neck, I did not know what to expect. I knew it would be something crazy but I definitely did not see this level of crazy coming.I looked around and my heart ached as I watched everyone happily clapping, with sounds of support. I was never going to win with these people. They wanted her, not me. And even if I had a chance, she quite literall
Sabrina's POV I've been called a lot of things growing up. Nice, kind, beautiful, caring, rude, even sly. I have never tried to dispute or prove them wrong, because at one point, it was only obvious that I would prove someone's fears and conclusions right, but that wasn't even what I was trying to say. The point was the fact that, no matter how much they tried, no one could exactly say I was a coward. I was never against putting up a fight when the need be and when push came to shove, I always came out victorious. It was a given for me. I don't lose. Even if I felt a little defeated, all I needed was the tiniest push, and I would be back on track again. Just like the push Alice had given me.We didn't really see eye to eye, I avoided her as much as I could, but tonight, she has definitely helped the flames of our friendship burn brighter. I blinked out of my thoughts, just to take a good look at my surroundings. The crowd was silent now, and I felt each and every one of their eye
Kieran's POV Breathe Kieran, breathe. I tried to calm myself and loosen my airway. But it wasn't working. I couldn't breathe. No matter how hard I tried, I struggled. My palms felt clammy and I felt hot all over. Were my clothes too tight? Was it just me or was it hot in here? I suddenly felt like the fabric of my dress had become three times heavier. If that were true, then it would make sense why I was suddenly feeling so heavy and on the verge of passing out. Breathe. I chanted the word in my head over and over again, but one look at the crowd was all it took to take away the little relief I had managed to get a hold of. A million and one eyes stared at me, each one of them judging, their mouths whispering. It was easy to tell what they were thinking though, they all wanted to know who I was. Who was this “Luna”? I wasn't royalty myself, but I had served under them long enough to know how they functioned. At functions like this, the only reason why they were so eager to fi
Sabrina's POVThe sound of my heels clicking against the floors was faint, but it didn't exactly matter. The steady hum of loud music that was coming from the live band was all the sound I needed to hear. Not only was it melodious, it signaled the fact that what I had been looking up to for quite the longest time, was going to be coming into fruition today, and I couldn't wait. I was so excited, it made me wonder how I hadn't burst into my mini victory dance yet. As I walked, I caught a fleeting glance of myself on a glass surface and I couldn't help the huge smile that made its way to my lips. I was clad in a silver dress that hugged my torso firmly, before flowing down from my waist and settling on the tip of my toes. My heels elevated me a bit, giving the dress a kind of floating effect. The dress' edges were hemmed with a white flowery lace that matched the flower pastels scattered around my dress. To top it all off, the dress had a flattering neckline that left nothing to the i
Kieran’s POV I wriggled in my seat as the brush swept around my cheeks. The up down movement of the brush sent tickles spreading throughout my face, but I fought the urge to laugh out loud. If I did, I was sure I was going to ruin all of the artists' entire three hours of work, and if that happened, there was no way she was going to be pleased with it. Of course, she wouldn't dare voice it out, because she was there under the command of Xander, her King. But still, there was no way I would feel good after ruining it all, even if it was a little smudge. That and the fact that if I shifted too much, she was going to have to start all over again and I definitely didn't have the patience to sit here for three more hours. I wrung my fingers together, trying desperately to ignore the knots tying and unfurling in the pit of my stomach. No matter what I did or how many breathing exercises I did, it did nothing to help. Instead, the more I tried, the more my anxiety levels went up the roof.
Xander's POV She had to be joking. I was currently in front of my mother's study in the palace and she quite literally just closed the door in my face and told me to wait until she was done with the person inside. In her free time, she liked to tend to the personal problems of the people. As demeaning or rude she seemed, she was a big problem solver. But right now, I didn't care about any of that. I clenched my jaw in frustration. If it were just any other person, I would have their head. But it was my mother. I breathed to steady myself. Relax, Xander. A few maids passed, busy with the preparations. They stopped to greet me, snapping me out of my calming session, before they went about their day. It made me wonder the kind of thoughts that must have run through their minds. They would think their King was mad, especially since I was muttering to myself. Shit. I let out an exasperated breath, before pinching the bridge of my nose. I glanced at the door in front of me. It was a hug
Kieran's POV“Is that what you thought we were? Why would you ever think that?!” she asked and I was so lost. All those months… that wasn't friendship?“But-”“We're not friends, Kieran.” She cut me off yet again. “Never were, and never will be. You were helpless and I stepped in. I gave you food, shelter and everything you ever needed, and what did I get? You try to steal Xander from me?” She said and I was taken aback. “I didn't steal him. He was never yours!” I exclaimed and she raised her hand to slap me but I swatted it sway. She looked surprised. “If you hated me in the first place, why did you take me in?” I asked and she huffed. Her face was so red by now, I thought she was going to burst. “Because I didn't think you would overstay your welcome. Do you not have any shame?!” she said and I felt so offended. “You told me I could stay. Every single time I wanted to leave, you wanted me to stay” I said, confusion clouding my features. I thought mere words couldn't hurt me an
Kieran's POV I always heard that fate could be a bitch and it could bite you in the places you never saw coming. I believed it, especially after everything I had been through in life. From my early years in my previous pack, I had a first hand share of what it felt like to be on the wrong side of fate. I counted myself lucky when I finally escaped there and I was more than grateful to have stumbled upon the next set of people I considered family. It was stupid of me to think that the moon goddess and every other deity in charge of my destiny was done with my story. I should have known that it was only a matter of time before they would strike again, and just when I had thought my stupid fate wouldn't rear its ugly head again, I realized I couldn't be more wrong. A low breeze rustled,pulling me back to the present. The first thing I came face to face with, was the face of the woman in front of me. A part of me hoped she would have disappeared by now. I thought problems could disapp
Kieran's POV A small yawn slid past my lips as I slowly opened my eyes. Despite taking my sweet time before opening them and sitting up, my eyes still felt tired. I couldn't help the fact that I was still so sleepy. Without giving it much thought, I allowed myself to crumble back into the bed again.A small smile made its way to my lips as my head came in contact with my pillow. It wasn't the fluffiest, but I could say it knew the exact times I needed comfort, like right now. I sighed satisfactorily as I closed my eyes. Before they flew open in shock.I had caught sight of the small alarm clock beside my bed. I stared in shock as the neon green lights brightened before me. I felt my heart thump to the ground. Shit. I jerked up, almost falling over. I was still seated, but my eyes ran a million miles at once, scouring through my room. Once again, my eyes landed on the clock and I still couldn't believe my eyes. I was late. Honestly, just saying I was ‘late’ sounded like a big u