Maybe it was Elijah’s kindness a few days ago, but I felt a spark of motivation to do what he suggested. I go into the forest every morning and climb to the peak alone. Though I’m not yet brave enough to take the steep path down, I return the same route and run until I reach the mansion. Slowly, I managed to reach the mansion faster each time. What I’m doing might seem effortless to high-level wolves, but I’m doing my best, even if I’m slower.Afterward, I meditate, believing that quieting my mind and connecting with nature will sharpen my senses. Right now, for example, I can feel someone approaching. The scent of candy—that must be Flo.“My queen?” her call interrupts my concentration.I turn to face her. “Yes, Flo?”“Oh, aren’t you done meditating? I’m sorry to have disturbed you,” Flo says, looking apologetic. “I thought you were done.”“I just finished.”Flo comes over, picks up the towel draped over the back of the chair in the pavilion, and hands it to me.“There are presents
Why does Delilah’s smile make my heart race? It’s annoying. I haven’t felt this way for a long time. There was a time, but that was ages ago, with... “My king?” Vincent’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “What did you want to talk about?” We were already in my office, and I was standing there like a fool, staring blankly out the window. How did we even get here? Was I so distracted by Delilah’s image dancing through my head that I walked in a daze? “Did Delilah really go to the hill alone? Exercising every morning?” I asked. Vincent paused briefly. “Yes, my king. Queen Delilah has been doing this for almost a week now. She’s very determined.” “Good.” Vincent’s look seemed to say, “Is that all you wanted to ask? I quickly added, “Find Delilah, a private tutor, to teach her etiquette. I think Victoria could handle it.” “Beta Victoria?” Vincent looked surprised. “My king, it might be better if someone from Sigma or Phi did this; they handle matters of education.” I
Has Elijah lost his mind? He comes in, hugs me, curses me, and then just leaves.I don’t need to be reminded of our different ranks; it’s painful enough. It’s not that I love Elijah, but his constant put-downs make me feel suffocated. If he wants me to be his slave, why doesn’t he treat me like one? If I have to suffer for the rest of my life, I’ll become numb to it. Any pain will only make me stronger.But instead, he’s nice one moment, even encouraging, and then he tears me down. And if this cycle repeats itself, I’ll be broken, all because of the alternation between hope and pain.Before I know it, tears are streaming down my face. Once again, I’m crying because of that evil Alpha King! “Elijah, you cursed king!” I mutter angrily.What am I supposed to do now? Should I go back to square one? Should I give up training? I have no idea what Elijah really wants.Annoyed, I left my room and got some fresh air outside. The back garden should be empty except for the guards patrolling th
My conversation with Vincent fizzled. He didn’t want to share more, and I didn’t want to push him, so our conversation faded into the shadows. There were many things I didn’t want to know, especially since I wouldn’t be at Elijah’s side forever. Why should I care about that hotheaded king? Although, I’ll admit, sometimes my curiosity gets the better of me.A few days later, Vincent came to my room to tell me I had been assigned a new etiquette tutor.“A tutor?”I could hardly believe it. Elijah had never mentioned anything about a tutor, but suddenly I had one.“Yes, my queen. Your tutor is waiting in the living room,” Vincent nodded.I put down my knitting - one of the gifts given to me, a complete set - and quickly straightened my hair before following Vincent into the living room.My heart was pounding with anticipation. I was both nervous and excited to learn proper etiquette. As Vincent opened the living room door, the air felt tense, and my eyes met those of an older woman sit
Actually, I’m curious about Elijah’s statement about punishing Victoria. I don’t know what kind of problems they had in the past, but seeing the way Elijah acts towards her, it must have been something serious.I wait until the right moment—after Elijah’s coffee break. Usually, Vincent brings it to his study and then goes to the kitchen to return the tray. This is the perfect time to intercept Vincent, who’s already on his way to the kitchen.“Vincent!” I call, practically running to catch up with him.He stops and nods politely. “My queen.”“I need to talk to you. It’s really important,” I whisper.“What matter would you like to discuss, my queen?”I gently pull him away from the kitchen. We’re in the middle of the corridor now, where there’s little chance of anyone eavesdropping.“What happened between King Elijah and Victoria in the past?” I ask bluntly.Vincent doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, he looked at me, puzzled, and shook his head.“Wouldn’t it be better if you asked Ki
The sound of people talking outside the door grew louder. I quickly ran into the closet and closed it gently but hastily. My heart pounded faster as I heard the door handle turn and footsteps enter the room.The biggest regret of my life was being trapped here. Elijah was supposed to be out by ten, but now all I could do was hide, not knowing how long I'd have to stay like this.Please, Moon Goddess, don't let me be caught in here! Save me!"What kind of urgent business makes you come all the way to my mansion?" Elijah asked. "I was on my way to the castle.""We believe this meeting would be better kept private, my king."I didn't know who was speaking; Elijah's voice was the only one I recognized. But there were three others in the room. I could smell different perfume scents and feel the distinct auras they carried."What matter could be so serious that the other royal alphas don't need to know about it?" Elijah chuckled softly. "I don't make exceptions. No one has ever been my favo
“Playing hide and seek?” I answer hesitantly.“With who?” Elijah leans closer to me. “Me?”He tugs on my arm, and I stumble out of the closet. When I lift my head, I see Vincent staring at me in shock, his face as pale as the moon.“Get out, Vincent,” Elijah commands.“But, my king...”“GET OUT, NOW!”I’m definitely finished. If I don’t die, I will surely suffer Elijah’s wrath. My mistake is too big to even think about defending myself. I’ll just have to accept whatever punishment he gives me.As the door closes, I remain silent, trying to concentrate despite my growing fear.“What are you looking for? Wealth?” Elijah asks. “I don’t keep it here.”I don’t answer.“Answer me, Delilah Ramones!”“Information.”The room falls silent. Elijah doesn’t use his power to intimidate me, but I know he’s watching me from where he stands, which makes it all the more terrifying.“So you’ve come into my life looking for information about me?” he asks.“What?”“Who sent you? The Royal Alphas? Or some
We had just shared a tender moment and were about to return to the bedroom when Elijah suddenly entered the closet. Maybe he still suspected me, but I had nothing left to hide. Hadn’t Elijah said he could feel what I was going through all the time? How could I deny it if he could feel my body and soul?I adjusted my clothes and glanced at Elijah, standing in the closet, looking at an old photo album in his hands. Suddenly, he looked over at me, his expression surprised.“You looked at these pictures?” he asked.“I didn’t mean to.” I approached Elijah, feeling a pang of guilt. “Forgive me, my king.”“Why?”I wasn’t sure if he was asking me or himself. Instead, he turned his eyes back to the old photos in the album. If this was some big secret, I wouldn’t look again. Besides, if he didn’t want anyone to know about his past, why keep it in a closet like this? Didn’t he have a safe to hide his secrets in?“How many have you seen?” Elijah showed me the album.I began to feel uncomfortabl