Jack, Ava's father opened his mouth then shut it, still processing what he had just heard. It seemed too much to take in. So, the mate whom he had advised that the young lad should pray to the goddess for, had already been staying with them in the pack, and was a human? What does this mean for the pack? Would a human be Luna? Personally, he didn't have a problem with it, since she alone had the capacity to drive away the beast with time, but what about the others? They didn't know about the lad's current state. Neither did they know about his battle with an Alferic beast. So would they accept the human as their Luna? And about the beast, he doubted that they would know about it. He himself hadn't seen any of that before; had just known it from stories told time without number by his parents. And now, the evil being had possessed their soon to be Alpha and no one knew except from his family and the Alpha's.Did the human know about that? Is her 'chi' strong enough to drive away the b
Emma checked out her appearance for the umpteenth in the long standing mirror, beside the wardrobe in Ava's room, before opening her purse and dropping the plain necklace which Queen Zipfarah had given her into it. She didn't want to forget it. It was too important to her quest tonight. "Where did you get that?" she heard Ava ask her, and turned around sharply, not fully understanding the identity of the 'that' in her friend's question."What…?" she asked, furrowing her eyebrows, even as her gaze shifted to the squirrel subtly, asking too.But he wasn't sure either. He also didn't find it necessary to read Ava's mind for that since she would definitely explain her point soon if she wanted to get answers. And he wasn't wrong, at least not this time."I meant the necklace…where did you get it from?" Ava asked, squinting her eyes as if they were being blinded by the sun. The necklace was exactly the same as the one her grandfather has, even though this one was coated with pure gold whil
The party had already started. It was taking place in the largest hall in the pack, located in the south wing of the Alpha's building. It was rarely used, mostly reserved for occasions such as this which happened once in a while.The females of the pack had really outdone themselves in the decorations of the hall, under the strict supervision of Melvina. There wasn't to be any mistake of any kind. Today wasn't a day for that. Today was her son's birthday party, and not just that, the coronation of a new Alpha.The dignitaries were already arriving in their numbers, girls and boys from neighboring packs attended too, no human was seen around. Of course not, this was a werewolves' party, though the attendance of some supernaturals weren't banned.Alpha Peter is seen at the entrance of the hall, welcoming the very important guests to his son's coronation service, most of them being Alphas of other packs, including his elder brother. He would be a liar if he had said that he hadn't been e
Leo watched silently, the telepathic communication going on between Curtis and Maya, his supposed mate, he still wasn't sure of their mate-ship, but he was very sure that he was very much attracted to her. The gown that she wore glued to her like a second skin, the lacy material giving snippets of how creamy and soft her full skin would be, enticing, seducing. He found out he wanted to hold her, to caress her beautiful face, to hold her to himself by gripping her waist, he wanted to shield her away from the eyes of the other guys in the room which were staring at her openly, unashamedly. The fact that she wasn't even aware of the effect she had on the opposite sex endeared her more to him. He wanted her.But first, he had to know what was wrong. He was sure that Maya must have told Curtis some bad news, seeing that the latter's eyes were dilated out of shock. He needed to speak with her, with both of them.And so, carefully, he untangled his arm from Zoe's, a posture she had manipulat
There was a knock on the door.Derek soughed, glaring at Clem and Shane."Did you tell him that I was here?" He asked them. Currently, they were sitting down on his bed, forming the structure of a tripod stand, or a triangle, if seen from high up the ceiling."No, of course not." Clem replied, taking his gaze away from Derek to the door."I had told him that you were with your mother." "Okay then, if you say so. Check out who is there." he stated, sitting upright on the bed. He had been reclining at the bed board since his two friends had come to drag him into a party he wasn't sure of the outcome. What was the essence of going to the party when Emma hadn't come? It was dangerous-and that's why he hadn't faulted his parents when they had told him an hour ago that he wouldn't be engaging in a combat if it should ensue between them and their foes tonight. They had mentioned the beast as their concern. They couldn't risk having it controlling him, as it is also triggered by the sight or
Derek's heart beat increased, hearing his father's statement, inside him, Maru leaped in joy."She is back for us just like Eva had said." His wolf kept muttering, and a smile slithered across his lips, even as his eyes watered, his thoughts consumed with Emma's face and smile, especially her face when they had been making love. His groins tightened at the thought. He didn't think he would be staying much for the party again whether his father understood this matter or not. He needed her. He needed to be inside her.Immediately, he got out of the bed, surprising his friends who were with him. They all had seen the change in his mood, the drastic change after that change, and the sheer twinkling in his eyes. What news had he gotten now? Was the redhead back?This last thought which was funnily in their minds, each of them, spurred them to stand up instantly after Derek."Derek, what is the problem? Is Anthony back?" Clem asked, adjusting his tie, watching Derek draape his suit's cloak
Emma gritted her teeth as she examined the guy in front of her, not exactly sure of where her anger was coming from her; whether it was from the fact that the guy she had considered her good friend and a brother at one point was a foe, or the fact that with each passing day, she was discovering that each person she had known in her life had been spies in fact. She wondered if the same was true with Amelia and her family. She might not survive the blow if Amelia was to be her foe too. She thought, remembering how she had met Casper.Casper had been a class ahead of her in high school. A rich Casanova, he had been every lady's dream, well, apart from her. At that time, her female classmates had rated her abnormal for not having a crush on the very handsome dude, including her sister. Amelia has almost gone nuts for the dude, an act that had lessened her love for the senior, if there had been any.But one day, when the teachers had been called into the principal's office for an exclusive
Casper took his lips in as he heard Emma's question.What he wanted? Damn! It was her that he wanted.Why did she still manage to steal his breath away like she had a year ago? Then, he had been so whipped that he had settled to being her 'brother' when all he had wanted to do was to sit her on his lap during one of their many discussions, and kiss her senselessly. She had been the only girl he had known all through his life that had turned him down, witches included, and that had driven him crazy, so crazy that he had gone against his Queen's order.When he had attended her high school, he hadn't known of some prophecy nor had he known of her. He had played around with girls then to overcome the grief that losing his parents had caused him. Queen Zipfarah had ordered their death, and that had been why he had gone over to Leonarya's side, whilst plotting his revenge. He would never forgive the queen whom he had thought had been so shrouded with so much goodness. He had thought that s
Emma’s eyes were as active as anything active as she watched the elders slowly walk into the hall reserved for judging cases, like Annabel’s. As she watched them, her feet kept dancing on the floor in a funny unsteady motion; she was unsteady. One, one. Then two, two. Then one two. Once, Amelia had looked at her, with a piqued eyebrow. ‘What is that?’ Her eyes seemed to ask, but Emma had given no answer. What is it? It should be what are they?! When they were hurrying over to the hall, after convincing the guards that they would be around for the trial too, her sister had whispered that the cabin, her parent’s cabin, had been burnt by the master, Slediv. It had brought Emma up short, making her stagger on her feet for two reasons. That Slediv had really traced them, even without her then, and that the cabin was burnt; the loss it meant for her parents. Would they regret helping her then? Prescott didn’t think so. But Emma was still worried about it, just like her mind had tried
One week later:Emma had run to the clinic, immediately Adah had burst into her apartment with the news that Annabel and Amelia were awake. Over the couple of days in class, they had bonded over gossip, and training, seeing as the latter was the only one that had been sincerely interested in her. Emma had run with Prescott in her hands, and Adah right behind her. And when she arrived at the room she had frequented daily with prayers, and saw her sister and her friend chatting tiredly, she let out a scream of happiness and hurried over to them. “Amelia! Annabel!” She called gaily, garnering the attention of the two females sitting cross-legged on the same bed. Before they could let out a shout or smile of their own, Emma’s hands were already around them. “Oh my goodness, I am so happy for both of you…” she paused. “but give me a heartache again, and I will skin you both alive..” Annabel and Amelia divulged bouts of laughter, with the nurses. Prescott and Adah weren’t left behind,
Caden sighed in relief at his mate’s words, wanting to believe at all costs that the years he had spent with her, that the love they had shared, hadn’t been in vain. He didn’t know what he would have done otherwise. Cry, brood? Neither was acceptable in these times. And so, he wasn’t moved when his son piqued an eyebrow at his mate’s words, or when his daughter’s lips turned up—in disgust or curiosity, he wasn’t sure. But he didn’t care. He just hung on to the thread that his mate was spinning with. “I didn’t cheat on my mate, I’m sure he would have found out if I had done so, considering the mate bond and all that…” There was a pause, where relief sunk its foothold the more in Caden and his children. “So, if that’s what you are thinking, Caden… if that’s what you all are thinking, cut it out. I was surprised too when Claire had met me with the news at first, and I didn’t tell you, Caden, because I wasn’t sure how to explain the phenomena to you. I knew you held the lineage of you
Chyra didn’t know what Clem was talking about—the end of the world, and all that—but she knew that she was to blame for Claire rejecting her mate considering what she had soaked into her daughter’s mind about the alpha’s family, about how the Luna seat was her birthright. She also knew that she shouldn’t be working with Arnold. But she was too proud to concede to that, to concede to anyone, and so she shrugged her shoulders to Clem’s question. In the next second, she saw why that had been a wrong play on her part. When she saw Clem fume in anger, when she saw Claire glare at her stinkingly, when she saw her mate watch her like she was foolish, she knew that she had made a mistake. It would have been best if she had kept quiet, than giving off that nonchalant attitude. But her pride held her back from apologizing. Why should she apologize for being a mother caring to give her daughter the best? “Mother, are you so daft that…” Clem was saying when his father shouted him down. Caden
At this point, Clem didn’t know what to think about his sister, Claire. He had thought that their parents had been her motivator to reject Curtis, to follow Curtis up and down, to join the meetings that prince Nathan held with the others, but from the thick astounded silence that dwelled in the room, it could be safe to say that his sister had been acting on her own, without any external influence. He didn’t know what to think of that. He looked at his mother; she looked more shocked out of her shoes and mind than his father, quite expected since the mother and daughter duo were quite close, since his sister had no mind of hers, except put into place by his mother. As much as he was not happy with his twin, he was happy that for once his mother had no part to play in her recent escapades. “What do you mean…Claire?” Caden asked, pushing himself ahead, his elbow resting on his knees. “What do you mean when you say that Curtis is your mate? When did that happen? When did you find out?
What Claire saw first when she stepped into her father’s room was her parents sitting in the living room, with Clem, their backs hunched, the air filled with pregnant silence, waiting. They were waiting for her. She knew it from the moment she had dropped a note in Clem’s mind that she was on her way home. That he hadn’t bothered with a response, should have been enough to let her know that her twin was still angry with her. But she had held out hope, until she had reached the borders of the pack and he hadn’t been waiting for her. This was very different from the times they had quarrels. She knew, however, that this quarrel was different. She had denied her mate, because of the throne; had gone ahead to push Emma away from the pack; and when Derek still hadn’t chosen her, she had returned to Curtis because he was an Alpha. Would she have returned to him if he wasn’t that? She didn’t know. That was the truth. She didn’t know. She might have gone back to Curtis, even if he wasn’t a
At Wind Winders Pack.“Dad, what is this? What was Zoe doing in my room so early in the morning?” Curtis questioned, a second after he rushed into the dining room where his parents were having breakfast. He had slept in obviously, but he didn’t care. Yesterday’s training had been rigorous after all. He darted his eyes between his mother and father; his mother’s widened eyes told him that she had no idea what he was talking about; quite expected since this turn of event hadn’t been part of their plans. Hence, he trained his eyes on his father; the old man just continued eating his breakfast like he hadn’t spoken. Curtis thought of repeating himself, but thought better of it. He walked up to his father, and took away his plate of food; an act that he wouldn’t have been able to try before; an act that might have spelt his death; but considering his father’s few options of allies, he knew that he had a chance to live. And so, when his father glared at him heatedly, he didn’t quake in hi
“Hey…how are you feeling?” Emma whispered, touching Prescott’s head softly, as she watched him open his eyes for the second time. The first time, she had screamed and had called for the nurse in charge of his treatment, not minding that Adah was with her. Nothing could have dampened her joy. She had just checked on Annabel and Amelia, who although their vitals were stable, was still asleep, yet out of coma. According to the chief nurse, a week was enough for them to wake up now. Then she had checked on Prescott, and only touching him with fondness had elicited the response of his eyes opening. Emma had been overjoyed. “Prescott, can you hear me?” She asked softly, dragging a seat to herself, whilst Adah watched on, not understanding the communication method of the squirrel and Emma. Like the people in the community, she had never seen a talking animal, or rather an animal that communicates as Emma had painted Prescott to be. Her friend who was in the upper echelons of the community
No professor spoke to her, and Emma couldn’t help but wonder why. Had Prince Shiloh ask them to avoid her? Or had professor Brooks’ defeat scared them away from her? Well, if that was the matter, then she believed it was for the greater good. She had no interest in making affiliations after all, so long as they taught her what she wanted to know, and treated her fairly. “So, do you think you can cope?” She heard Adah ask, and turned aside to see her new seat mate. The mischievous glint in the latter’s eyes made her smile, howbeit small. “I believe I can.” She answered, before getting on her feet. She took her bag which Gira had provided that morning and slung the straps across her shoulder. It was time to go home, or rather check on her friends. Classes were done for the day. “Where are you going?” Adah asked her, getting to her feet. As they walked toward the door, a couple of the students swiftly moved, and stood before the door, causing Emma to furrow her eyebrows. But she chose