Valarie
I almost choked on my food and Alpha Tristan handed me a glass of water, I wasn't expecting his Grandfather to say that. "We just got married, give us time " He uttered. "There's no time young man, I'm no longer young and I need to see my grandchildren before anytime happens to me " Alpha Theo replied before leaving the dining. I finished my food and Laura decided to take me on a tour around the house as she was instructed. I think he needs some time to adjust to the changes" Laura said to me smiling. "What's he like?" I asked. "He's cold and icy on the outside but he has a good heart" She replied and I scoffed. "How did you know that?" "He saved me from the hands of some bad men and brought me here, he gave me a home and a job" She replied and I was flabbergasted. "I think he's still healing from his past traumas" she said and I had no choice than to agree with her. I went to the library to read some books in order to relax, Tristan was no where to be found and Laura was busy with some chores. Life as a queen means doing nothing all day and just walking around in a big royal dress and a crown on your head. Carolyn and Lady Bianca hasn't spoken a word to me since I arrived and they won't give me an opportunity to say something to them. There were so many good books on the shelves making it hard for me to make a choice. I wanted to take a particular book from the upper shelf but couldn't reach it, I found a stool at the corner and climbed on it. "Yesss!" I exclaimed happily as I laid my hands on the book, I was so excited that I forgot that I was standing on a stool, it started shaking and I was about falling down when I fell into a muscular arms. I was so scared, I opened my eyes and saw Alpha Tristan staring at me, I was still in his arms and my hands were wrapped around his neck his hands were encircled around my waist and his eyes were fixed into mine. It was as if our world stopped for a moment as we stared into each other's eyes affectionately, his hands still encircled around my waist and my hands around his neck, I couldn't think of what was going on in his head but, the way he stares at me says it all, my heart was pounding so fast and I could feel butterflies in my stomach. I was lost in his world as I stare at his well chiseled face, his facial features were out of this world and I had to stop myself from carressing his face. He realized himself and quickly let go of me and I fell on the floor, "ouch!" I winced in pain while rubbing my back which was hurting. I got up from the floor angrily, I was in so much pain and he doesn't even care. "This is my personal space, I don't want to see you here!" He said with a hoarse voice. "Do you hate me that much?, You should have called off the wedding, I bet you don't have the balls to do that" I said in defiance, I was so angry and didn't know when those words slipped out of my mouth. "What did you say?" His voice thundered as he pressed me hardly against the wall. "One more word from you and I will punish you severely" "Let....me..go" I managed to say but he wasn't ready to do that. "Do you want to know why I didn't call off the wedding? That's because I figured out that it will be nice to have a pet, someone to do everything I want. You are just a tool and I will get rid of you when I'm done using you. I planned on going easy on you but I won't do that anymore, you shut your mouth and speak only when I want you to" He said angrily before letting go of me. My eyes were filled with tears as I watch him Walk away, I have never experienced what it feels like to be loved by someone, all I wanted was a peaceful and happy life like every normal person. I didn't sign up for this, my heart was aching and I was feeling so much pain. At this point I'm happy that Vanessa isn't the one experiencing all of these, I dusted myself and left the library, I wiped the tears in my eyes with the back of my hand. I went to the garden to make a phone call, It's the safest place to talk to my family without anyone disturbing. I suddenly miss my family and my sister, I called my parents and as usual they don't care about my wellbeing or what I was going through in the hands of my so called husband. "How's Vanessa's health?" I asked my mom over the phone. I was hoping to get a positive response. "She's not improving, the doctor is making arrangements to transfer her to another hospital" My mom replied, from her voice, I could tell she was so sad. My heart shattered and now it was clear to me that my sister might not make it out alive and even if she does, she won't be the same. "Who's Vanessa?" A voice asked and that was when I turned towards the direction of the voice and I was scared by who I saw standing at my back. "Fiona!!!!" I gasped in fear.ValarieThe garden was my haven, the only place where I could breathe freely, away from the imposing palace walls and the stifling weight of my charade. I wandered past the rows of roses, their vibrant petals a stark contrast to the thorny reality of my life. My phone felt like a lifeline in my trembling hand, a thin thread tying me to the person I used to be.I dialed my mother’s number, pressing the phone close to my ear, hoping she would pick up quickly. The line clicked, and her voice came through, calm but distant.“How is Vanessa?” I asked, not bothering with pleasantries. It wasn’t like she cared about anything else.“She’s still weak,” Mom replied, her tone clinical, devoid of warmth. “The Doctor says she’ll recover, but it’ll take time. She’s lucky to be alive, Valarie.”Hearing her call me by my real name over the phone was both comforting and unnerving. Here, in the palace, I was Vanessa, my sister, the rightful bride. To everyone around me, that name defined me, even as it
FionaThe palace gates loomed before me as I stepped from my carriage, my heels clicking against the stone path. It had been months since I was last allowed within these walls, and now that I was here, I couldn’t shake the bitter taste in my mouth.This was supposed to be my home.Every detail reminded me of what I’d lost, what had been stolen from me. The grandeur of the palace, the gold-trimmed arches, the lush gardens I once walked hand-in-hand with Tristan through, all of it was now hers.I knew I shouldn’t have come. The invite was a mockery, a way for the Alpha King to flaunt his new queen in front of me. But I had to see it for myself. To remind myself why I couldn’t let this stand.As I walked through the garden, I spotted her. She was sitting on a marble bench under the wisteria, the sunlight catching the golden crown on her head. She was talking on the phone, her voice hushed. I stopped in my tracks, stepping behind a hedge to avoid being seen.“Vanessa will recover soon, ri
ValarieThe sound of distant chatter filled the palace as I stared at my reflection in the ornate mirror. My hair was styled into cascading waves, a glittering tiara nestled perfectly atop my head. My dress, a masterpiece of flowing silk and intricate beadwork....fit me like a second skin, shimmering with every movement. I hardly recognized myself.“A vision,” the maid whispered, stepping back to admire her work.I gave her a small smile. I looked every inch the queen the people adored, but inside, I felt like an imposter. Vanessa should be here, not me. I swallowed the thought quickly. It wouldn’t do to dwell on what couldn’t be changed. Not now.Today was an important day, a day for appearances. Alpha Tristan had made that painfully clear.I turned to leave, the heavy fabric of my gown brushing against the marble floors as I made my way to the grand hall. Outside, the festivities were already underway. The bouquet presentation was one of the most beloved traditions of the wolf clan,
Tristan The celebration was loud, vibrant, and filled with the infectious energy of the wolf clan. The Festival of the Moon was one of our most important traditions, and it symbolized unity, loyalty, and honor, three things I hardly cared about tonight. This entire charade, this picture-perfect image of a devoted Alpha and his Luna, was nothing more than a means to an end.My grandfather, Alpha Theo, held the keys to my future, the full inheritance of the wolf clan But for him to hand it over, I had to prove I was responsible enough to lead not only as a warrior but as a family man. That meant playing the role of a dutiful husband to Vanessa.Vanessa. No...her.It didn’t matter to me. From the moment this marriage was arranged, I made it clear to Vanessa that I had no love for her. My heart belonged to Fiona, and it always would. I couldn’t be bothered with her feelings; my focus was on convincing my grandfather. Once the inheritance was mine, I would end this farce of a marriage and
Valarie I stood there, rooted to the spot, watching Alpha Tristan rush out of the room after Fiona without so much as a glance back at me. My heart clenched painfully in my chest.I hadn’t asked for this, any of this.I hadn’t asked to take my sister’s place in this marriage, to play the role of a dutiful wife to a man who clearly despised me, or to live in a palace where every glance and whisper carried suspicion. And now, after that humiliating moment, I was left standing alone in the dimly lit room, the echo of Tristan’s footsteps fading down the hall as he chased after the woman he truly loved.I wrapped my arms around myself, the silk of my dress cool against my skin, and tried to steady my breathing. My cheeks still burned from the kiss....his kiss. It had been unexpected, intense, and for a fleeting moment, it had felt real.But it wasn’t.I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms. He hadn’t kissed me because he wanted to. He’d kissed me because he thought I was Fiona
Alpha TristanI stormed down the hallway, my boots echoing against the cold stone floor as I chased after Fiona. My heart pounded furiously, not from the exertion, but from the chaos of emotions swirling within me.The kiss had been a mistake. A momentary lapse in judgment. I’d thought she was Fiona, and for a brief, maddening second, I’d been consumed by the memory of what we used to have. But when I realized it was Vanessa standing in my arms, everything had spiraled out of control.I hadn’t even paused to explain myself to Vanessa. What was there to explain? That I didn’t want her? That the very sight of her reminded me of the burdens I’d been forced to carry since we were married? No. She already knew where my heart lay. She’d accepted this arrangement, just as I had, and we both knew it wasn’t for love.But Fiona...I quickened my pace, my breath coming in shallow bursts as I reached the palace gardens. The night was cool, the scent of jasmine heavy in the air, but it did little
Alpha Tristan The walk back to the palace was longer than it should have been. Each step felt heavier than the last, the cool night air doing little to clear the turmoil in my mind. Fiona’s words still echoed in my head, sharper than any blade: “I saw the way you looked at her.”It was absurd. Ridiculous. She was wrong.But was she?I shook the thought away, straightening my shoulders as the towering palace loomed before me. The grand doors stood open, spilling golden light onto the stone steps. The sounds of the festival had quieted, the night now carrying only the distant hum of laughter and music from the square.As I stepped inside, the air was thick with the scent of lavender and the faint aroma of wine. The grand hall was empty, save for a few servants scurrying about, clearing away the remnants of the feast. They bowed their heads as I passed, murmuring respectful greetings.“Where is she?” I asked one of the maids, my voice curt.The young woman startled, clutching the tray o
Valarie As the door closed behind Tristan, the silence in the room felt deafening. I stood there by the window, staring out at the moonlit gardens, my heart pounding in my chest. The conversation replayed in my mind, his words cutting deeper than I wanted to admit.I had agreed to this marriage, yes. But I hadn’t agreed to be humiliated, to be treated like I was invisible, like I didn’t matter.Wiping the tears from my cheeks, I took a deep breath and straightened my spine. I couldn’t let this break me. Not now. Not when so much was at stake.If Tristan wanted to treat me like a pawn in his game, so be it. But I wasn’t going to just stand by and let him ruin me. I had to protect myself, and more importantly, I had to protect my sister’s secret.I turned away from the window and walked to the vanity, my reflection staring back at me. The royal gown I wore was flawless, every intricate detail carefully designed to make me look like the queen the people thought I was. My dark hair fell
VALARIE The palace was unusually quiet at night, its silence was felt over every hallway and corridor. I wandered through its grand stillness barefoot, wrapped in nothing but a light robe over my silk nightgown, unsure where I was going or what I was looking for. Sleep had evaded me for hours, and the walls of my room felt far too close, too filled with thoughts I wasn’t ready to confront.My heart was a constant thrum in my chest, restless, aching, confused. Especially after what happened during dinner, with Tristan sitting so close, asking quiet questions, stealing glances when he thought I wasn’t looking.I ended up in the old music room. I didn’t even realize I was heading there until my hand was on the knob and I pushed the door open. A small lamp near the window was still burning, casting a soft glow on the piano and the bookshelves lining the walls. It felt untouched by time, like a piece of the world where no one pretended.I walked over to the piano, lifting the cover from
LADY BIANCAI had tolerated her long enough.The entire palace had started to murmur, whispers of how Alpha Tristan had begun to soften since the marriage, of how the mysterious new Luna had brought a light into his cold, rigid life. They said she was graceful, kind, real. It made me sick.Vanessa .The name left a bitter taste in my mouth. She walked through the palace like she belonged, like she had earned her place here. But I knew better. She was a placeholder, a puzzle piece that didn’t fit, jammed into place by circumstances I didn’t trust.I had kept my distance, waiting, watching. But time was no longer on my side. Alpha Theo would return any day now, and when he did, everything would be set in stone. The heir, the Luna, the future.And I would not allow that girl to cement her place in history as Alpha Tristan’s mate.No. If I wanted my son to inherit what was rightfully his, Vanessa had to go.I found her in the long hallway by the eastern wing, her eyes scanning the courty
CARLI wasn’t in the mood for company, especially not my mother’s. But when she stepped into my chamber unannounced, dressed in her usual elegant silks and her perfume clouding the air, I knew there was no escaping her.She had that look again. The one that always meant trouble.“Carl,” she said sharply , like her tongue could slice through wood . “We need to talk.”I sighed and leaned back in the chair, folding my arms. “Is this about Tristan?”“No,” she replied sharply , closing the door behind her. “This is about you.”She walked across the room and sat down opposite me, her gaze steady, her posture perfect. Even when she was angry, my mother never lost her composure. That was the dangerous part.“I’ve been watching you,” she said, fingers tapping lightly against her thigh. “You’ve let this little marriage between your brother and that girl distract you.”“Her name is Vanessa .”“And she’s irrelevant,” she snapped, her voice sharp. “Unless you make her useful.”I narrowed my eyes.
VALARIE I woke up to a soft knock at my door, the kind of knock that barely meant to be heard. My heart jumped, thinking it might be Tristan again. But when no one entered, I sat up and realized it wasn’t him, it was just one of the servants, probably checking in.The room was still thick with the warmth from last night. My skin hummed where Tristan had touched me, kissed me. I could still feel the weight of his body against mine, the way he whispered my name like a secret he didn’t want the world to know.And yet, the morning light cast everything in sharp reality.I sat by the window, watching the wind brush the trees in the courtyard, thinking about what had changed. Something in me had shifted. The wall I had carefully built around my heart was no longer steady. It trembled with every glance he gave me, every gentle word, every time he looked at me like I wasn’t just a girl caught in a lie but someone he could actually care for.I touched my lips, remembering the way he kissed me
CARLI stood on the balcony outside my room, coffee getting cold in my hand, the steam long forgotten as I stared at the path leading to the Vanessa’s chamber .A servant had casually mentioned the night before that Lady Vanessa hadn’t shown up for breakfast two mornings in a row. I acted indifferent, even made a sarcastic comment about royalty sleeping in late but that simple detail stuck with me. It gnawed at me through the silence of the night until I found myself unable to sleep. I had paced, sat, read half a book without understanding a word, and now… here I was.Waiting.Watching.And then, I saw him.Tristan.Walking out of Valerie’s room.My hand tightened around the handle of the mug.His shirt was unbuttoned slightly, the collar open in that casual way that made him look like he hadn’t planned it but knew exactly what it did to a woman’s imagination. His coat hung over one arm. His expression was unreadable, composed as ever, but something in his posture was different, less
CARLI stood on the balcony outside my room, coffee getting cold in my hand, the steam long forgotten as I stared at the path leading to the Vanessa’s chamber .A servant had casually mentioned the night before that Lady Vanessa hadn’t shown up for breakfast two mornings in a row. I acted indifferent, even made a sarcastic comment about royalty sleeping in late but that simple detail stuck with me. It gnawed at me through the silence of the night until I found myself unable to sleep. I had paced, sat, read half a book without understanding a word, and now… here I was.Waiting.Watching.And then, I saw him.Tristan.Walking out of Valerie’s room.My hand tightened around the handle of the mug.His shirt was unbuttoned slightly, the collar open in that casual way that made him look like he hadn’t planned it but knew exactly what it did to a woman’s imagination. His coat hung over one arm. His expression was unreadable, composed as ever, but something in his posture was different, less
VALARIE The night air was so refreshing and calming.We walked back from the terrace in silence, the soft rustle of my dress the only sound between us. The stars were scattered like fireflies across the sky, and the path back to the main palace was dimly lit with warm lanterns. I didn’t want to speak, not yet. I didn’t want to break whatever this feeling was, this strange quietness that nestled between us like a heartbeat we were both trying to ignore.Dinner had shifted something. I wasn’t sure what exactly. But the way he looked at me… the way he didn’t try to fix me or press me for truths I wasn’t ready to say, it made something inside me ache and tremble at the same time.As we stepped into the hallway leading to my chamber, I paused at the threshold. He did too.“Thank you,” I said, softly.Tristan tilted his head. “For what?”“For seeing me… when I didn’t think anyone would.”He didn’t respond right away. His eyes flickered from my face to my lips, then back again. The air bet
TRISTAN She hadn’t smiled all day.I watched her from across the corridor, my gaze lingering on the way she held herself, shoulders hunched ever so slightly, head down, eyes distant. Vanessa had always been composed, strong even in the face of unfamiliar territory. But today… there was something different. A weight on her, heavy and invisible, dragging her spirit down.She passed me without saying a word, pretending not to notice me standing at the window. I didn’t stop her. I didn’t speak. I just stood there, watching her walk away, her scent lingering in the air like a fading memory. Lavender and something softer like roses .This wasn’t like her. Even when she had first come to Blackwood, pretending to be fearless and full of fire, there had been some spark in her. But now, it was dim.I didn’t know what had caused the change.And that was what frustrated me the most.She wouldn’t tell me. She had stopped opening up, and I could sense it. As Alpha, I could read people like I read
CarlI leaned against the window, watching her, the one person who had consumed my thoughts more than I cared to admit.Vanessa .She had just left the greenhouse, her steps measured but graceful as she made her way back to the main house. The gentle sway of her movements, the way her hair caught the soft breeze that whispered through the garden.I could hear my own breath, shallow and controlled, as if my body didn’t want to make a sound that might break the moment. For a long while, I simply watched her walk, each step echoing in my mind like the beat of a drum. I hadn’t planned on seeing her tonight. I hadn’t planned on being near her. But it had happened.And now I couldn’t look away.I had a plan in mind, make Tristan angry, keep the tension between us alive. A bit of harmless fun, I had thought. A game. But as she stepped out into the cool night air, something in me had shifted. It wasn’t just about Tristan anymore. It wasn’t even about the rivalry.It was about her.The realiza