Raina's POVEverything had happened so fast, and somehow, the fear we might not survive had dissipated as we realised we were all fortunate to keep our lives. Luna Lisa was rushed to the hospital, but my mother said she would be fine. While Tristan discussed with the allies of the other royal families that had helped us take down the Kings, Dean walked to me to talk. It was an inevitable discussion, and I didn't know what angle it would take, but I braced myself for it. Clutching the robe around my body, I waited for him."Hey," he said, and I looked at him. We hadn't spoken since he woke up, and to think Alisia and I were the ones that found them."Rainy," he said, calling me how he referred to me often."I guess fate never lies," he said, and I looked at him. His eyes had a sadness and longing that I knew I could never alleviate."I never got to thank you for saving me and my mother. Alec told me how you and Alisia risked your lives to save us. I am grateful," he said, and I nodded.
Raina's POVTwo Year LaterThe new trade law indeed favoured our people; there were jobs and new processing plants and factories under construction in Ironclaw. All illegal business activities were discontinued in Ironclaw. People that had left in search of greener pastures had returned. The other regions were not impoverished as the dead kings had feared, but wealth was evenly distributed, and more opportunities were created. The Nighthowler territory was being built, and it was almost completed. Former Nighthowlers emerged from everywhere to come home, and Tristan built his palace there. It was nothing big but a semblance to the type of home he promised to build for me while we sat at the lake when we were teenagers, and he promised me the world. We had recollected most of our promises and fulfilled the ones within our capacity.One of the most surprising things that happened after the battle with the evil kings was finding out that Alisia and Dean were fated. What were the odds
Raina’s POVEach time Alpha Tristan returns to the pack, it's challenging for me.As the Head maid of the packhouse, I oversee all the maids and manage everything within the packhouse, from cleaning and catering to welcoming guests. Most crucially, I attend to the Alpha's daily needs.But everyone here knows I am not only a head maid but also the Alpha's toy, his bed warmer.After all, Tristan would never forgive the mate who cruelly rejected him.Tristan and I were best friends before we became mates. His father was the Alpha King but was defeated by our old alpha, who then married his mother and adopted him. A year after their union, they had his younger brother, Dean. Everyone knew the old Alpha would choose his real son, Dean, as his heir. No one cared about Tristan, and no one loved him, including his mother.I met Tristan in school. He was always bullied badly by other teens. Every time I saw him during break time, there were wounds on his face and body, new and old ones. He was
Raina's POVWhen I woke up, it was already past eight o'clock. I had been so exhausted that the alarm hadn't even stirred me. I hurriedly put on my uniform and rushed to the kitchen. I was late for breakfast service, and I knew Tristan would be furious. I was relieved when Alison, the head cook, informed me that she had already taken care of the breakfast service. The other servants hardly dared to help me, but Alison, a family friend, was an exception. Having someone who sympathised with me and helped when necessary was uplifting.I thanked Alison and rushed to the dining room, where Tristan was already seated, sipping coffee and reviewing some documents. The room was otherwise empty; his Beta, Alec and the other officers hadn't arrived yet. The two maids from the night duty were setting Tristan's breakfast on the table."I apologise, Alpha, for being late," I said, lowering my head respectfully.Tristan remained silent, and I didn't dare to look up at him."Why did you get up la
Raina's POV I found myself obligated to stay with Tristan and Natasha until lunchtime. They conversed animatedly, Tristan completely engrossed in her presence—attentive, tender, and considerate. I felt invisible, merely a bystander, observing and catering to their every whim. Thankfully, Tristan was summoned away to attend to other affairs, signalling my impending freedom to tend to my own tasks. "Show your Luna her room," he ordered me. "Yes, Alpha," I said because he often took offence if I did not respond properly. He walked away without glancing at me, and I asked Natasha to follow me. While we walked, I minded my business. The look she and her mother initially gave me was reason enough to tell me she wasn't a fan. "I know you have been warming his bed," she started, and I wondered why she needed to go there. "Know that once we are mated, I will make sure your services are no longer needed," she said. I thought of a reply but held my tongue for now. It wasn’t just my life an
Raina’s POVOnce I parted ways with Natasha, I rushed through my chores, aiming to complete them promptly. The day had been busy, and by evening, I had made my way to the kitchen for dinner. Having skipped lunch, my hunger was intense. Upon entering, I noticed the maids exchanging knowing glances, their laughter abruptly ceasing as soon as I appeared. I knew I was the subject of their amusement, but their chatter failed to unsettle me.Now that Tristan was home, I knew no one would take food to my relatives in the slave cells. So I hoped to outlast the kitchen staff so I could sneak food to my family before going to Tristan's bedroom in the packhouse to wait for him. I hoped he wouldn’t come tonight. With Natasha at his house, I hoped I would be spared tonight. Once I noticed the maids had finished eating, I ordered all of them to leave the kitchen. The cook knew what I was up to, but the maids didn't."You have to be careful, Raina. Alpha wouldn't like it. Today is meant to be a m
Raina’s POV They both looked at me, and I felt out of place. "I apologise, Alpha and Luna. I will take my leave now if you allow me," I said, ready to leave. "Stay," Tristan said with a very harsh tone. Normally, I should feel something was wrong, but I was used to the harsh words and treatment. So it was okay. “Natasha told me you tried to hurt her in my home,” he said to me, and I already saw it coming. “Do you have anything to say in your defence?” he asked as if he cared enough to even listen. “No, alpha,” I said, not wanting to bother. I knew how this would go, and there was no winning for me. “It seems you are yet to understand your station in this pack, Omega Raina,” he said letting me know my slave status. I didn’t speak a word. "Natasha, please excuse us, I will soon be home," Tristan said gently, and she grumbled a bit, not wanting to leave. She wanted to be here for it. I doubted she would be able to stomach what Tristan had in mind. I knew it would be sick and tw
Content Warning: Disturbing and graphic abuse. Please don’t read and skip to the next chapter if you find it distressing.Raina’s POVTristan’s grip on my hair was relentless, his gaze icy and unforgiving. If Tristan had allowed himself, the intensity in his eyes suggested he would pierce my heart with a spear without hesitation. His hatred was tangible, a force to be reckoned with. At this moment, it was his domain, his vengeance, his justice, and I bore the brunt of it in agony.Doubts gnawed at me; perhaps I was foolish to entertain thoughts of escape. How could he ever release me to forge a new life elsewhere when the fires of his rage burned so fiercely?“I think I need to remind you of your station, Slave,” he said to me with a sinister whisper.“I might fuck you anyhow I damn please because you are my toy, my whore, my property,” he said, looking into my eyes coldly.“You aren't the future Luna, neither are you the daughter of the beta anymore. You gambled and lost. Your gree
Raina's POVTwo Year LaterThe new trade law indeed favoured our people; there were jobs and new processing plants and factories under construction in Ironclaw. All illegal business activities were discontinued in Ironclaw. People that had left in search of greener pastures had returned. The other regions were not impoverished as the dead kings had feared, but wealth was evenly distributed, and more opportunities were created. The Nighthowler territory was being built, and it was almost completed. Former Nighthowlers emerged from everywhere to come home, and Tristan built his palace there. It was nothing big but a semblance to the type of home he promised to build for me while we sat at the lake when we were teenagers, and he promised me the world. We had recollected most of our promises and fulfilled the ones within our capacity.One of the most surprising things that happened after the battle with the evil kings was finding out that Alisia and Dean were fated. What were the odds
Raina's POVEverything had happened so fast, and somehow, the fear we might not survive had dissipated as we realised we were all fortunate to keep our lives. Luna Lisa was rushed to the hospital, but my mother said she would be fine. While Tristan discussed with the allies of the other royal families that had helped us take down the Kings, Dean walked to me to talk. It was an inevitable discussion, and I didn't know what angle it would take, but I braced myself for it. Clutching the robe around my body, I waited for him."Hey," he said, and I looked at him. We hadn't spoken since he woke up, and to think Alisia and I were the ones that found them."Rainy," he said, calling me how he referred to me often."I guess fate never lies," he said, and I looked at him. His eyes had a sadness and longing that I knew I could never alleviate."I never got to thank you for saving me and my mother. Alec told me how you and Alisia risked your lives to save us. I am grateful," he said, and I nodded.
Tristan's POVAmidst the chaos, my mother's wolf, a regal silver beast, went after King Lucian. She was a blur of fury, her claws and teeth tearing through his guards. Lucian's mottled brown wolf tried to fight back, but my mother was relentless. She bit down on his neck, and with a savage twist, she snapped it. Lucian's body crumpled to the floor, lifeless.Alec and Jared fought together, a formidable pair. Abel and his men tried to hold them off but were overwhelmed. Alec's powerful jaws crushed skulls and severed limbs, while Jared's speed and agility made him a blur of death. Abel's wolf fell beneath their combined assault, his body torn apart.The battle raged on, brutal and bloody. Some enemy wolves tried to escape, but the exits were barred. They were trapped, forced to face their doom. Ian Braxon and the rest of the Ironclaw alphas fought with savage grace, their wolves cutting through the remaining guards and assassins.Dean's wolf, covered in blood, finally brought down King
Tristan's POVThe air in the banquet hall grew thick with tension as I signalled for the doors and windows to be shut. The heavy thud and clatter echoed ominously, and I saw the flicker of realisation in the eyes of King Lucian, King Rufus, and King Oswald. Their arrogance had blinded them to the trap they had walked into. The time for pleasantries was over. Tonight, their reign of terror would end.Dean and our mother stood among the guests, their disguises blending seamlessly. Their eyes met mine, and a silent understanding passed between us. Our allies within the royal families were poised to act. The alphas of Ironclaw, Ian, Braxon, and their men were ready. The plan was in motion.King Lucian's laughter died in his throat as I bared my teeth in a feral grin. "Welcome to Ironclaw, gentlemen," I said, my voice dripping with menace. "You will not leave this hall alive."The assassins, led by Reuben and Abel, moved swiftly to protect the three kings and their families. But we were r
Tristan, POVThe day of the event was finally upon us. We positioned our men about the place, and the banquet hall was prepared.The Ironclaw alphas arrived at the venue, and soon, the three kings and some of their family members were around. Our moles, and hopefully the future kings, were there, too. There was a look of arrogance in King Lucian's eyes. King Rufus was friendly, but I knew he didn't mean well either. King Oswald was unreadable, but it didn't matter. We were still going to carry out our plan. Their reign of terror would end tonight.The kings brought us gifts and sat at their tables with their wives. Raina and I were there too. I noticed King Rufus's eyes linger on Raina. She was looking stunning. Some effort was made in her beautiful cream seductive gown. That showed cleavage and skin. She was a walking temptation. Her lips were red, and her eyes were ice blue. Her dark hair made her skin a lot paler. They had never seen such beauty, and she was mine. King Oswald's han
Tristan POVWe were still talking when my mother decided to grace us with her presence. The entire place was silent. It wasn't news anymore that she was a true Knight and not my father, as they had all expected. She was still royalty. It is in her blood."And while you are at it, I want my pound of flesh from Lucian. He was the one who started this nonsense. His father had agreed to improve on the trade deal. I remember the day his father and mine signed the agreement, but Lucian was too greedy. When he came into power, he knew how much he would lose in revenue and couldn't have it, so he instigated the other three against Ethan. Randolph did not join in and was shunned and excluded for that purpose. They frustrated Ethan's effort and finally used Darius and some of you to silence the man. Then, soon, when Darius realised he wasn't being treated as an equal, he decided to rise above his station. They sent the enclave to keep him in check since they were the ones that placed him there.
Tristan POV I woke up in the morning energised and ready to face the future. Alec had reached out to his friend in Renhall, and we had a plan. Dean also contacted a family member of King Oswald. I couldn't believe my brother was helping me. Instead of working against one another, we were working together. He promised to gather his own men. Although Dean was lazy with responsibilities, he was a good fighter. He just didn't like fighting, but I noticed something had changed. There was a maturity and new resolve in him. He had the look I had in my eyes now. I guess we were even somehow. The alphas arrived in the morning and were shocked to see Dean and me working together. I introduced Dean to them in his new Royal capacity, and they were happy. Ian was the most happy. Braxon was pissed to learn about the cottage in the woods at his border. I honestly did not think he was a traitor, knowing that many illegal activities were being perpetrated in Irconclaw; the kings had their goons ev
Raina's POVI didn't leave Elisabeth until the evening. We ate together, and I kept her company. My mother and Mrs Lana, former Delta's wife, came to join us. Dean never showed up, but Jared told me Tristan was with Dean. I guess they needed the privacy and time to mend their nonexistent relationship. Hopefully, they would get it right this time. When it was time to return home, I heard Tristan's voice in my mind."Join me at the lake, Blue Eyes," he said, and I felt butterflies. I always looked forward to spending time with Tristan. Having missed him since his mother and brother were found, I was glad to finally have him to myself now that they were awake.I left Elsiabeth's house and headed to the lake. I contemplated dressing up first but was too eager and headed to the lake instead. Upon getting there, I was surprised. Tristan was on a picnic mat with a basket, staring at the still water that reflected the shape of the full moon. His profile was handsomely illuminated by the m
Raina's POVLearning that Dean and Luna Elisabeth had pulled through and had woken up made me both glad and worried at the same time. Glad that they were fine, worried about the trouble they might cause. I know it would be impolite not to pay the former Luna respect. So I bought a flower and headed to King Darius's house, where I knew they were staying. Luckily for them, Tristan had kept the place clean, so it wasn't in disrepair, and Luna Elisabeth could easily move in. I bought her a bouquet of white carnations and a box of pistachio cookies, her favourite. This time, I watched them pack the cookies in my presence and seal the pastries in the box. I can't have risked my life to save the woman only to serve her poison. Knowing how she was and what she had gone through gave me a new level of respect for her, but I was still not over how she threatened me to be with Dean. I guess I would always have that grudge against her. It was understandable; after all, it ruined my life.When I g