Roxanne summoned Arlen to her study one evening. "Here, mark these scripts." She gave him a spot at her right-hand side.Arlen was taken aback by the pile of sheets waiting on the desk while Roxanne scribbled something in a book. "Madam, I don't understand.""What don't you understand? Im telling you to mark these scripts. These are from your class." The senior frowned."Ca...Can I have the marking scheme?" Arlen was a little nervous."No, you should know all the answers off-head. Now keep quiet and be snappy about it. If you do a good job, you can mark the scripts of the senior hunters." Roxanne kept her eyes on her work. After much hesitance, the omega pulled back his sleeves and took the pen. Strangely the first script he picked was that of David's. It took Arlen a great deal to grade his friend's work. Right then, he understood that Roxanne was testing him. David made mistakes that he couldn't rectify up front. "Is there a problem?" Roxanne asked when she heard a faint sigh.The
Roxanne could not enter Grey Feather on the second day of Arlen’s heat. She surrounded the compound with betas and forbade any alpha from crossing her gates. In the meantime, she opted to stay in another building closer to the mansion; to protect the youngster.Arlen was not the only omega in the Castle, but he was the only omega living with her. Theoden was out of the kingdom for diplomatic trips. Thus, it was up to the rest of the family to deal with it.“He told me he was a late bloomer,” Luca informed them in the initial stage.“I’ve never seen a late bloomer emit this level of pheromones. All indications show that Master Julius is dominant. But if his heats are irregular and disruptive, it may be temporary. You’re his guardian. Get him paired up,” said the royal physician. Nothing they fed the omega worked.“Is there no other way?” Roxanne was not open to such discussions.“Drugs may harm him. Find him a mate, or you won’t have any sleep when he’s like this,” the doctor repeated.
Rumours about the Crown Prince's involvement with an omega in heat raced through the air like wildfire. Among those who were overrun with unease, Rufus felt the weight most keenly. His thoughts were consumed by worries for his cousin, Arlen. 'If Luca lays a finger on him, I swear, I will never let it slide.' He vowed silently. And as the details of the ear-tingling moans and lustful cries multiplied on the lips of servants living in Grey Feather, a brother's heart broke into many pieces. Arlen wasn't just family; he was Rufus's responsibility- a connection that tugged at his pride. After four days, the omega was seen walking within the gated compound of Grey Feather in the company of Roxanne Beaumont. The heat had passed, and Arlen could be himself again. Well, mostly. Roxanne decided to exempt him from academic and rigorous activities until she was sure there were no traces of Luca's pheromones. In the meantime, she made sure her ward was eating well and taking care of himself. D
Claude could no longer sit quietly. Many letters had been sent to his brother, yet not a single reply came back. At this point, he began to suspect that a huge mistake had been made somewhere. With Rufus' delay in Damaris, the King decided to seek out his brother on his own. Above all, he needed to see his nephew to confirm that he was alright. Although she had been sceptical at first, the Queen supported his decision and allowed him to go. But for Claude to be in Kellet, he needed an alibi to get closer to the Ingram borders. Basma provided him with the perfect idea to gain favour with King Agnor. "It's good to see you, old friend," Rollo welcomed him with open arms. Claude exchanged pleasantries and sat through dinner with the host. The following day, they began talking, and Claude seized the opportunity to accomplish two things at once. "Candor wishes to strengthen its bond with Kellet through marriage," he said. The idea filled Rollo with joy. Rufus was a promising future leader
While Arlen nursed Luca's words in his heart, Rufus focused on an escape plan. He traced Arlen to the library one evening after finding the perfect time to make a move."You're leaving on the day of the coming festival of the moon. I will single you out when it's time, and you will board my airship," Rufus shared the details, and Arlen had no say in this matter. As he reasoned before, Family often did things with good intentions. In the course of listening, Arlen raised his head. At the end of the aisle was an alpha, standing by himself. Luca's gaze instantly pierced his soul.Arlen parted his lips; as if to explain why he was in an obscure place with another alpha. But a memory of previous nights flashed in his head. It silenced him. Arlen could not pull his eyes away, and Luca failed to move. Something about it struck the omega; that maybe, just maybe, he needed to give Beaumont a little push to come clean about why he really wanted to end things."Are you listening?" Rufus snapped
DamarisAs if the temptation were not enough, Luca had to bear the burden of receiving more gifts at his doorstep every day. One day a bouquet arrived with a note neatly tucked to the side. Luca stared at the colourful envelope for a moment before crumpling it along with the message. Not long after, dark clouds slowly began to form in the sky. Within minutes, there was a heavy downpour that lasted past midday.Luca sat by the fireplace, keeping warm as he immersed himself in a solo game of chess. Soon he heard giggles coming through the corridors and saw shadows of a man and a woman spreading on the walls."Luca is here." Axel walked in. Though there were droplets of water in his hair, it was only from a drizzle that had caught him."Your Highness is playing a board game. I want in." Faye took off her hat and settled across Luca's seat. Luca was not surprised to find Axel's meddlesome fiancée by his side.They joined him, chatting about things he would never understand. The woman see
The Festival of the Moon took place across all the Kingdoms of Slora but during different seasons and times. This week-long ceremony honoured the concept of forming family ties.Throughout this period, the kingdom was immersed in a series of games and celebrations, as families united to establish agreements for the betterment of their realms.The highlights of the festivities included the Hunter Games and the Sacred Ball. It was believed that the full moon possessed a cosmic energy that drew fated bonds together. Young men and women who had come of age basked in its light, hoping to find an ideal mate at a special ballroom party organised in various parts of Damaris.Damaris celebrated its Moon Festival during the fall, once every three years. The ceremonies were often followed by an increase in newborns.***After a council meeting, Theoden retreated behind the curtains of his throne room. His sister followed, agreeing to chat for a while."I've noticed you've been less available la
"The King has spoken, and as a result, another chance has been given to anyone who wishes to compete for the King's Prize. Only one winner will emerge at the end of the tournament," announced the master of ceremonies after Theoden's speech.Roxanne couldn't hide her displeasure. Her brother's continued ignorance led her to slap the armrest of her seat. She stood in front of the King, consumed by a rage so great her height increased, and her hands grew a set of claws."You will talk to me, or I swear, Theoden, I will bring this building down!" Her teeth appeared as sharp spikes. Axel and Luca, recognizing the validity of her anger, did not attempt to calm her.Theoden looked at his sister, choosing his words carefully. The eyes of the entire Kingdom were on them, and any visible conflict within the royal family could damage his reputation. "Fine, let's talk."With the King's absence, the ceremony had to pause for other minor performances. Arlen couldn't muster the strength to shift dur
By the time Reed realized he had been used- again- it was too late. Julius gently set him on a shabby bed of hay, crouching beside him with an expression of childlike curiosity. "Are you feeling better?" he asked, patting Reed’s head."What happened? What time is it?" Reed groaned, pressing a hand to his throbbing temple. He tried to get up but found his legs numb and unwilling."Wait, don’t try to move. You're still recovering," Julius said, pressing him back down."How could I sleep so deeply? My men… the carriage…" Reed’s voice was dazed, his words scattered.Julius dismissed Reed’s fragmented concerns, believing him to be rambling. "It’s alright, Owen. This will be the last time I take your energy, I promise." He leaned in, brushing a gentle kiss across Reed’s lips.Reed’s brow furrowed as he pulled away. "What did you do, Julius?"Julius’ smile faded. "What are you implying?""What did you need my energy for?"Julius’ face hardened. "If you must know, I collapsed the fog at the b
"Did you miss me?" Arlen asked as Luca thrust into him for what felt like the hundredth time."Every hour, every minute… every second," Luca replied, voice thick with longing."Then kiss me harder. Show me the depth of your despair," Arlen cooed.Luca held Arlen close as if he could disappear at any moment. The memory felt lucid, almost unreal. It was harder for him not to bury himself deeper. It was in an alpha's nature to bite and knot his cherished omega, and Luca was nearly numb with excitement as Arlen wrapped around him like a vine, making desperate, teasing sounds that ignited every instinct within him."Arlen, if we keep going like this, I might fall into a rut.""That's not... fair," Arlen murmured between breaths.Luca lifted his gaze to meet Arlen’s. "Is this not to your liking?""No, that's not what I meant. I have to claim you, Luca.” Arlen averted his eyes, his voice dropping to a whisper. “What if you woke up and changed your mind?"With a steady rhythm, Luca pressed g
Arlen led David to the guest quarters, leaving him in the care of capable servants. He then continued along a different path, Luca close behind. Every now and then, Arlen glanced back with a smile, ensuring that Luca stayed close. As they neared a large compound, Luca presumed the inevitable meeting with his father-in-law was approaching. He braced himself. It was unlikely to be a pleasant encounter given their family history, but it had to happen. The structures of this place felt different from the cold, mechanical landscape of Damaris. The statues here were immense, fearsome, and far removed from the serene ones back home. Guards stood at every corner, their expressions stern and lacking any warmth. For Luca, walking side by side with ‘the’ Arlen Braddock still felt surreal, and yet his heart was overwhelmed with love. When they entered a large room, the doors shut behind them with a quiet snap. Luca turned at the sound, only to notice a faint blue hue glowing over the ex
For a moment, Arlen studied Luca’s face as if caught in a daydream, focusing on all the features he longed to touch- his eyes, ears, cheeks, lips. Luca, however, stood motionless, like an old tree rooted in place.But Arlen dropped to his knees. Luca clenched his fists as he struggled to find a way to redeem himself. The sight of Arlen touching his feet, as though a lowly servant, made Luca feel like the monster Rufus had always claimed he was. It was a sharp reminder of the blind hatred he’d harboured for over a decade before their paths had crossed. “I should’ve told you the truth. I tried, but…” Arlen’s voice was frail. Somehow he couldn’t shake the fear that Luca had come to end his life. His heart sank further when Luca hesitantly pulled his feet away. However, Luca had other other plans. Arlen watched, confused, as the alpha knelt, lowering himself until their eyes were level. His breath caught when Luca’s forehead dipped to touch the hem of his robe. “Forgive me, Your Highn
Naturally, Rufus and the others followed the royal family closely after the celebrations with the people, but they couldn’t get too near due to the barricades of soldiers. Seeing this, Rufus suggested an alternative. “We need to separate my uncle from that imposter.” David: "But how do we do that? There are so many guards around that jerk. Did you notice he’s gotten taller since the last time we fought him? And his voice-“ "Focus, David!" Rufus snapped. Luca cut in, “Rufus, go after the King. Leave the imposter to me.” Rufus nodded at the logic. The King would recognize him easily. “In that case, go with David. Nathan and I will follow the King.” *** Zariah took Arlen under her wing after the main event, leading him to mingle with their subjects. Believing there was no danger, Caesar did not object. Arlen wore a solemn expression as the celebrations continued. Earlier, his speech had lightened the atmosphere, making the people feel important and remembered. They laughed and c
Arlen approached his father’s study. Caesar was obsessed with having his wife’s ghost roaming about, but when Arlen mentioned someone else as the source of his troubles, Caesar listened."Son, be honest with me. Why is that slave still alive?""He’s not a slave, Father. He’s my best friend, someone I consider a soulmate.""Well, what about your mate? Do you dote on this Julius more than them?""Not that kind of soulmate. Julius and I share a bond that even I can’t break- the kind that would make him do anything for me without hesitation.""Like trying to kill your uncle? Do you think he would’ve stopped there?""He wasn’t himself," Arlen said with a sunken voice."Then maybe you don’t know this Julius as well as you think you do.""You’re not listening to me. I exploited my best friend’s loyalty. I recklessly tainted his soul with demons. He tricked you because I made him that way.""And you still haven’t learned your lesson. You cannot put one man- a beta, above Ingram." Caesar shook
Arlen sat under the pavilion with Zariah, working on his speech for the upcoming festival."That’s terrible, toss it out. You can add this line to the last one... Come on, kid, didn’t you learn anything from me?" Zariah’s tone was firm."This isn’t like dealing with omegas, Aunt," Arlen sighed, already bored with his first duty as Prince."Of course it is! The people need to believe you're committed to your role. You’re an omega- hasn’t anyone ever said something that made you feel special?" It turned out Zariah’s nagging could be worse than Basma’s."How would I know? My mate... he barely says anything sweet. He’s the stiffest alpha you’ll ever meet.” “Worse than your father?” “Far worse!” Arlen stressed. “Half the time, he said I was trouble. On lucky days he expressed how much he wanted to keep me by his side." Arlen blurted, then paused, realizing he might never hear Luca say those words again. "But I can’t say that to my subjects."Arlen refused to reveal the identity of his ch
Reed could not accept reality. A new Arlen Braddock had replaced the one he knew. He was astonished that this was the servant his person nearly killed him for losing.As a high-ranking warrior, the men guarding Julius' cell allowed him to pass without questions.Reed's hands went around the metallic bars. "Is it true?" His usually gentle voice sounded scratchy. Sitting on the floor at the far end, Julius answered without looking at him, patiently drawing secret symbols. "I am not my master," he said."Then who are you?""It would be best if you were disgusted by me," Julius chuckled under his breath."I meant what I said. Even if you were not a noble, I'd still stand by you." Reed pulled on the bars, stating to whom his allegiance belonged. That did surprise Julius. He looked at the alpha, and a laugh burst out of him. "Hahahaha, did I bewitch you too much?"Reed unlocked the prison door and entered, his footsteps heavy and hasty. "Can you look into my soul and tell me what we had was
Julius tried the same trick on Arlen twice, using pheromones borrowed from his special pet, but it failed. Arlen's mind had grown stronger. "Master Arlen, I-" He gasped, peering around for the weapon he dropped. He gathered himself and quickly dashed for it, but Moon intentionally rolled away, making his attempt useless.'I'll distract him. Run, you fool!' Sephire screamed, right before leaving Zariah's body.“Sephire, don’t!” Julius watched in horror as his guardian opposed his maker.Sephire, unbothered by the consequences, did not hold back. Arlen caught her by the neck. "There is nowhere to run," he said, sinking his hand into her skin.Julius felt the impact of losing one of his demons. He slumped in a corner, trying to salvage his last strength. Even then, he could not take his eyes off Sephire. For once he got a better glimpse of the woman whispering into his ears. Her maniacally soothing voice was befitting of her frame. Despite the scales covering half of her face, Julius sa