A young witch obsessed with power, an Alpha bound by responsibilities, and a young woman with a mysterious background, their lives intertwined in a web of deceit, lies, and pretense. When the desire to obtain power overrules all logical thought, Nari Montgomery would do anything in order to achieve her dream, even if it means sacrificing what she holds dear. Alpha Romeo Price was deceived by love and cursed by a witch only to be saved by a stranger whose identity may be the cause of his downfall. Annabelle Aoki arrives in a small town and rescues an animal only to be coerced into saving a man who changes her perspective and pushes her to accept who she was meant to be. A prophecy foretold their destiny but that doesn't mean they will end up together. In this story, things are never what they appear.
View MoreBayswater Pack Lands
Romeo Price
“Perimeter breach, all warriors to the Northern border. NOW!”
My howls reverberated through the air, calling all pack warriors to the northern border. I stood erect on four paws, hackles raised, my eyes scanning the perimeter for incoming enemies. My mind-link is busy, listening to reports and giving out battle strategies. We are not only going to win this fight, it is imperative for us to minimize the number of casualties.
“Yes, Alpha!”
“Coming, Alpha!”
“Almost there!”
A chorus of replies were heard in my mind-link amidst thundering paws, my warriors prepped and ready, eager to defend our lands. My heart swelled with pride, each and every pack member who is able to fight will lay their life on the line for our pack. Tonight’s fight is a fight to the death. Not all will make it back alive tonight, that is the reality that we are facing and still, here they are.
“Three o’clock! Twelve incoming!”
“I need backup, seven o’clock! Arghhhhh!”
I had just turned nineteen a few days ago, making me the Alpha of Bayswater pack. I have trained my whole life for this role and yet, never in my wildest dreams would I have expected for our pack to be attacked so soon and against such a huge number too. By now, I should not be surprised by the attacks, for we have something that other packs do not have, a magical stone to fulfil a thousand-year-old prophecy. The black onyx stone.
“Reinforcements, two minutes ETA!”
Tonight’s fight is against the Moonstone pack, a rival pack from the north. Their Alpha, Sebastian, is a power-crazed coward. He sends a group of fighters to our borders, trespassing and then killing any of our pack members that lie in their path, but he never comes to fight himself. Afraid that I might kill him, he stays within the safe confines of his territory, protected by a large group of guards. His obsession is on getting the stone that I wear on my neck and he is not the only one.
“Four incoming, ten o’clock!”
The fight spanned through the edge of the forest, over a large clearing not far from our Northern borders. We had an advantage over the intruders, having the higher ground, providing us with the vantage point of being able to pinpoint where they are and how many are coming.
“Man down, two o’clock!”
Subconsciously, I started keeping track of the casualties as I felt the tie between me and my pack members snap, the feeling akin to being skinned alive. A million needles stabbed my heart, anguished and painful with each broken tethered line. The metallic smell of blood permeated the air, with it the smell of the earth, intermingling with sweat, fear and death.
I squeezed my eyes and clenched my teeth, pushing in the feeling of grief that overcame me as I felt my pack members perish in battle. Adrenaline coursed my veins as the fighting picked up, more enemy wolves were sighted approaching our borders.
“Come to Papa!” Arch, my beta, pounced excitedly, his eyes feral, jaw opened wide revealing sharp, canine teeth.
Within my periphery I could see Arch fighting two wolves, snarling and snapping his canine teeth, his movements fast and calculated. Arch is among our best warriors and trainers, his strength and agility only being surpassed by me, the Alpha of the pack. Within seconds the two wolves fell unceremoniously to the ground, dead and cold. Faster than I can blink, Arch swiftly moved on to the next wolf.
“Die! You weakling!”
Flanking my side is my brother Roman, tossing the dead body of an older wolf, its eyes dull, fur matted with blood, both its hind legs gone. Before the wolf even fell on the ground, Roman is already leaping forward to attack a dark grey wolf which bounded towards him.
“Gotcha!” Roman snarled, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, jaw wide open, flashing his cuspids and ready to snap at the next incoming enemy.
From my position I could see six more wolves appearing from beyond the border lines. I swiftly sprung myself towards them, having disposed of my last victim.
“Arch, twelve o-clock, six incoming.”
“On it!”
I mind-linked Arch, noticing that he too had executed his prey. We both encircled the six wolves. We were outnumbered, yes, but that did not scare us in the least. Rather, we are confident that we will be able to take them down. Less than a minute later, all six lie lifeless, blood oozing from their wounds.
“Alpha, incoming, seven o-clock!”
All of a sudden, I feel searing pain on my hind legs as a large wolf rammed its cuspids into my back, causing me to yelp in surprise. Before I managed to turn, my dad rammed his head onto the wolf’s body, his jaw open wide, sharp, canine teeth clamping firmly towards the neck of the wolf. Without a single glance he tore the wolf’s neck, causing its neck to sag, head drooping to the ground.
Three more wolves leaped in front of us, causing me, Arch and my dad to fall apart, facing them separately. With a sickening crunch, I slammed into the black wolf that was snarling in front of me, knocking it to the ground and sinking my teeth into its throat. I gave out a satisfied growl as I felt the wolf grow flaccid and die.
Noting that both Arch and my dad had slaughtered the other two wolves, I raised my head to survey the field. On my right I saw Trav fighting a silver furred wolf, which seconds later lay dead at his feet, its eyes wide open and its still face a rictus of pain and shock.
“Cowabanga!” Trav yowled, exultant, despite his bloodied and mangled appearance. There was a huge tear on his side which he either was blissfully unaware or purposely chosen to ignore. I suspect it’s the latter.
“Eastern side, clear!”
The numbers started to dwindle. I looked around, finding Jughead’s orange-furred wolf, kicking a black wolf and knocking it to the ground as he sunk his canine teeth into its throat. Blood sprouted angrily from the wound, turning the green grass into crimson.
“Western side, clear!”
I saw two wolves aiming for my mum, one from the front while the other from her side. I quickly bolted towards her, intending to take out the wolf closest to me but I was too late, although my mum managed to sidestep the wolf that jumped in front of her, the one from the side pummeled her straight to the ground, knocking her head.
“Protect the black onyx stone.” My mum whispered through the mind-link, her voice small and weak, before she fell and succumbed into unconsciousness.
“Scan the field for casualties and bring the dead home.”
I felt the final tendril snap, my final count telling me that fifteen of our pack members are dead. The smell of death hung heavily in the air. The field is now eerily quiet, dead wolves lying on the grass, heads, bodies and limbs askew. My heart weeps for those we had lost, never to return to the warm embrace of their families and loved ones.
All those who perished tonight were for one single cause. To protect the black onyx stone from falling into the hands of our enemies. Our enemies are enthralled by the prophecy of the black onyx stone, because the stone grants its guardian great power and magical abilities.
I am the guardian of the black onyx stone.
The stone is a curse that has befallen my ancestors and will continue to be casted upon my descendants. Believe me when I say the stone is a curse because peace will never be upon us for as long as we remain the keeper of the stone.
Kingdom of Draconia Annabelle Aoki Ahsan took us back to his kingdom this morning and since then he hasn't left his palace. He’s locked in a meeting with his advisors and warriors, drawing names and allocating dragon shifters and fae warriors into different groups. I on the other hand returned to the mansion and occupied my time by checking on the books and paraphernalia that were brought back from the beach house. The servants had dusted and arranged everything systematically in my new library. The space is larger compared to the underground library in the beach house. And with light spilling from tall windows on one side of the room, it's also airy and bright. I am satisfied with how everything turned out. Books are sorted based on categories and titles on one side of the room, while runes and magical items properly arranged and cataloged on the shelves at the other side of the room. A large oak table flanked by ten chairs dominated the center of the room. Placed haphazardly arou
Annabelle Aoki I would have to say the meeting among the stone guardians tonight went surprisingly well, considering we all barely knew each other. I wasn't surprised to find some odd looks thrown at me when Ahsan mentioned that he had a mate before, all of which I blatantly ignored. It's not as if I didn't know about it. He's made the fact known to me since the very beginning. However, with the exception of telling me that his mate is dead, centuries before I was born, Ahsan never mentioned anything else about the late fae princess to me. And I've never asked either, because it's not my business to know. After the meeting ended, Ahsan walked me to my room, a short distance from where we had the meeting, and left soon after. He told me needed to get back to his room where his advisors are currently waiting. They have to discuss their next course of action once we return to the Kingdom of Draconia. Feeling tired and sleepy, I quickly entered the bathroom, getting myself ready for
Romeo Price My eyes roamed the figures crowding the small living area adjacent to my private quarters. Dimitri, Gisela, Annabelle, and Ahsan were seated on the sofa around me. While standing at the back of the room were Roman, Arch, Trav, and Jughead. We were gathered for a meeting among the royal stone guardians, the first I've ever attended. Like Annabelle, most of the stone guardians prefer to keep to themselves, and rarely would we interact and establish close friendships with each other. Except perhaps, me and Dimitri. Some might say me and Dimitri are an anomaly compared to the other stone guardians. I used to consider the two of us as good friends or comrades, but that ended when he withheld information of my mate's engagement to the Dragon King. Dimitri made me look like a fool. I had planned for the meeting to be held at one of the bigger spaces, we had many meeting rooms in the palace but Ahsan requested a smaller chamber, one that is protected against magic. The wall
Richard's funeral was graced with blue skies and white tufted clouds, and despite it being the middle of autumn, the weather was sunny and balmy, as if angels had opened up the gates of heaven to welcome the late Alpha King into their midst. The event was held beautifully, the atmosphere calm and reverent. Various bouquets and flower wreaths of different shapes and sizes were placed near the palace gates, making it appear as if the grounds were colorfully bathed in flowers. Flags were hung at half-mast, roads in the city devoid of trafficas shapeshifters from various regions and states lined up the main road from the palace to the royal mausoleum, grieving for the loss of their former king. We returned to the palace to offer our condolences after the procession was over. A somber atmosphere hung in the air, at odds with the castle which was usually bustling with activities. In a few hours, guests and nobles will be readying to leave, now that Richard has been l
The boys doggedly followed me to my room after my scuffle with Dimitri. His betrayal stung me, more than I cared to admit. I thought he was my friend, or at the very least, we have formed a relationship based on trust and respect but it seems I thought wrong. I was a bloody fool to have trusted him. "Annabelle is engaged to King Ahsan?" "What's going on between you and Annabelle?" "Did you know this about Annabelle?" "I thought Annabelle was with you, man." Just as I thought, the questions spewed out of the boys' mouths right after we entered my room. I glowered at them but to no avail. Instead, they returned my stare, Jughead and Roman even had the audacity to roll their eyes. In front of everyone else, they would be on their best behavior, bowing and listening to my every word but when we're alone, Goddess, they're annoying. These boys have known me for almost my whole life. "We are not leaving unt
I pulled her in for one last kiss, light and soft, my lips lingering over hers for a while before we separated. And just like that, my first and most probably the last date with Annabelle is over. I folded the picnic mat while Annabelle returned the leftover food and wine back into the picnic basket. We were both silent as we strolled hand in hand and when the palace came into view, she snatched her hand away. In the absence of her touch, I felt bereft, lonely, new cracks appearing on the surface of my already broken heart. An unfortunate reminder of how the rest of my life will feel like. Separated from my true mate and alone. "Your Highness, the guests are here." Alfred, the royal butler met us halfway and led us towards the front steps, where a silver Rolls Royce was waiting. Behind it were several SUVs, all in uniform black paint and heavily tinted windows. Mum, Uncle Reynold, Jughead, Arch, Roman, and Trav were already waiting on the step
Lux Lupus Romeo Price "I'm proud of you, son." After the Alphas dinner, Dad's words replayed themselves relentlessly in my twisted mind, over and over again like a broken record. How could he be proud of me when he is dead because of me? Dad had pushed me out of Sebastian's way and substituted himself. He bloody sacrificed himself so that I would live. I. Killed. My. Dad. I am the reason he is dead. I could feel myself spiraling into the darkness, my vision replaying the way Dad's eyes had lost their luster as life extinguished from within him, the screams of pain from Mom and Uncle Reynold, the cold, lifeless body that lay on the floor. When he died, a part of me died too. Unexpectedly, I found light. What surprised me was my mate, Annabelle. That night, she called for food that I didn't want to eat and assemble
My heart was shattered, my limbs heavy and all I want to do is curl up and sleep, wishing never to wake up from this ugly nightmare. However, sleep evaded me, inside my chest was a chasm that used to be where my heart was. All that was left was an empty void, a shell of what used to be me. Unable to bring myself to face Romeo, I stayed in the room throughout the flight, coming out only when the stewardess had knocked on the door informing me that the plane is making its descent. We consciously stayed away from each other or perhaps it was just me, as I chose to sit with Lucy and Reynold while he sat alone, silent and pensive. One thing I've learned from observing Romeo is that his emotions are the most turbulent when he is still and quiet. I wonder if he regretted my confession. Even after the plane had landed, I high-tailed behind Lucy and Reynold and entered their car, leaving Romeo alone with the driver in his car. If t
We arrived on the tarmac next to a plane that was painted with the Werewolf Kingdom's livery and crest. The interior was equally impressive, the walls are covered in wood paneling, plush leather seats in clusters of two, three, and four, and a small minibar sat at the corner. There was a door which I later found out led to a bedroom with an equally impressive king-sized bed. The plane took off not long after we arrived, and once we were surrounded by white fluffy clouds, Jughead started briefing Romeo of his schedule and engagements, one that both amazed and scared me. It has made me realize one thing, he wouldn't have a single moment available for my confession, so my best bet is to get a private moment with him while we're on the plane. Two hours later, Jughead finally left Romeo's side and I watched, my eyes half hooded, my expression relaxed, pretending to be asleep as Romeo made his way to where I sat. "Follow me." He crouched next to me and whispe
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