CHAPTER SIXTY-FOURThe Beginning Of The Countdown Alarick paced back and forth in his room, his anger growing with every passing second. He clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to release some of the tension building up inside him. But nothing seemed to work, the anger just kept growing.He couldn't quite point out what was annoying him, but it was there, gnawing at him from the inside. He tried to reason with himself, to calm down and think logically, but the more he tried, the more frustrated he became.It was like he was under the control of something, something he couldn't quite explain. It was as if he was bound by invisible shackles that he desperately wanted to break free from by all means.His mind raced with different thoughts, trying to figure out what could be the cause of his anger. Was it Leanda? Something she did or said? He couldn't tell. All he knew was that he was angry, and it was consuming him from within.He stopped pacing for a moment and took a deep breath,
CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVEStage One: Uncontrollable AngerThe throne room was filled with members of the pack, each with their own concerns and ideas to bring to the table, and waiting for the right time to bring it up. Alarick sat on his throne, listening to their voices but his mind was elsewhere. He couldn't shake off the anger that had been growing inside him for days now. He tried to pay attention to what they were saying but he couldn’t, his kind kept wavering away from what they were discussing.As the discussions continued, Alarick's mind drifted to his condition once again. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He clenched his fists, trying to hold himself back from lashing out in frustration. He didn’t know why he gets more angry whenever he thinks of the condition he was in, he didn’t know why. And if he couldn’t think about that, how would he find solution to his condition?How would he stop this anger that keeps roaring up in him, it was like there was a catalyst
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIXA New PlanBree and Ian were in the room, sitting on the bed with their arms wrapped around each other. They had been talking and laughing for a while, enjoying each other's company. As they leaned in for a kiss, Ian cupped Bree's face, his head hovering right above hers.Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their bodies pressed against each other. Ian's hands moved to Bree's waist, pulling her closer to him. She responded eagerly, her hands moving to his hair, tangling in the strands as they kissed.As their kiss deepened, Ian's tongue swept across Bree's lips, seeking entrance. Bree parted her lips, granting him access as their tongues danced together in a passionate embrace.Ian's hands moved from Bree's waist to her back, pulling her tightly against him. Bree moaned into his mouth as she felt the hard planes of his body pressed against hers.They broke the kiss, gasping for air, their eyes locked on each other's. Ian trailed his lips down Bree's neck, nibbling an
CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVENThis Is The EndIt was the morning.Alarick opened his eyes one after the other to the sound of the knock on his door. He grumbled as he rubbed his eyes, he tried to shake off the remaining sleep and wipe his blurry eyes.He stood up from the bed and stretched, before making his way to the door, he wondered who could be at his at that hour of the day, it was still so early and be couldn’t tell who could be there. He no longer allows the maids to take his bath for him so he couldn’t tell. As Alarick got to the door and reach for the doorknob, a realization struck him and he came to a halt.“Thank Goodness,” he murmured.Alarick quickly turned back and he rushed to the floor where the chain he used to bound himself during the midnight takeover was. He heaved out a sigh of relief as he took the chain from the floor and secretly packed it away, making sure that no one would suspect what had happened during the night. He didn’t know who was at the door and it was relief
CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHTPrince Lyall Of The Blood Moon PackLeanda stood at the door of Alarick's chamber, her heart heavy with confusion and hurt. She replayed their recent encounter in her mind, desperately searching for answers. What had just happened? How had their connection taken such a drastic turn? She struggled to comprehend the sudden shift in Alarick's behavior, unable to find a rational explanation. His words kept echoing in her head.The confusion deepened as Leanda tried to dissect the change in Alarick. She had always known that he had a complex nature, driven by his inner wolf, but he had always treated her with a certain level of respect and affection. Now, it seemed as if that had all vanished, leaving behind an unfamiliar and cold demeanor. She couldn't understand what had caused this transformation, what had triggered such a drastic shift in his treatment towards her.Lost in her thoughts, Leanda's mind became a jumble of conflicting emotions. She remembered the times
CHAPTER SIXTY-NINEHere For A Wife“Leanda, take Lyall to the second room in the chamber. He will be staying there, and like I said, make sure he is comfortable,” Bree instructed.Leanda bowed slightly, acknowledging Bree's instruction, and watched as Bree turned to leave. As Bree walked away, Leanda couldn't help but feel a mixture of relief and apprehension. She knew that being in close proximity to Bree's brother would bring about its own set of challenges and uncertainties.Leanda started to make her way towards the designated room, and she sensed Lyall's presence following closely behind her. With each step she took, she couldn't resist stealing glances back at him, trying to decipher the enigma that was Bree's seemingly contrasting sibling.Her mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts. How could someone so seemingly kind and charming be related to someone as malicious as Bree? What did Lyall's presence in the palace mean for her? Would his presence bring about a positive change
CHAPTER SEVENTYThe Five Stages Of TakeoverAlarick sat at the edge of his bed, his mind was consumed by the jumble of his thoughts, he was lost in the pool of his own thoughts. Alatick felt trapped within the first stage of the takeover, a stage that had caged him in uncontrollable anger without reason. It was a demanding and suffocating feeling that he couldn't escape. He gets angry with no cause, his rage builds up at any little thing and it gets so hard to control it.As he thought about the situation, Alarick's heart sank with the knowledge that the next stage would soon follow, and it might be worse than this. He braced himself for what was to come, unsure of what lay ahead of him and what was in this next stage. The uncertainty of his situation gnawed at him, leaving him yearning to be normal, just like everyone was.With a loud and heavy sigh, Alarick rose from the bed and made his way to his desk. There, was the book he had been reading to gain more idea about the takeover and
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONEHer New FriendLeanda stood frozen at the door, her eyes wide and her mouth agape, as she heard Lyall's unexpected words about coming to the kingdom to find a wife. Confusion washed over her, and she couldn't help but question why he would travel all the way to their kingdom when there were likely many potential suitors within his own realm.Her mind raced with doubts and suspicions. The fact that Lyall was Bree's brother added an extra layer of uncertainty to his intentions. Leanda couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to his presence in the kingdom than he was letting on. She wondered if he had ulterior motives or hidden agendas.As she looked up at Lyall, she found herself caught in a momentary conflict. On one hand, his face and demeanor didn't give off a sense of malevolence or deceit. There was a certain kindness and sincerity in his eyes that made it difficult for her to dismiss him outright. Yet, she couldn't help but question whether her intui