HAERAI recoiled backwards because of the pain but I didn't get to go far because an arm shot lot and grabbed me, wrapping tightly around my ankles the point at which it hurt and I knew it would leave a mark for a day or two. It was Princess Ilvira's hand that was holding me back from running off. I looked back to her, where she was still standing with my mate in front of her and you wouldn't even know she was holding me tightly by her side. She was still smiling sweetly at him as they shared a kind of look. It was as if electricity was sizzling between them and I could get electrocuted if I got in-between them. The look they shared sickened me to my guts, it was torture and I wanted to run away from the room but for some reason Princess Ilvira made me stay and feel the torture. The pain in my head only subsided briefly. It affected Dezra because I could feel her energy drain and I could feel her go weak. My wolf was a strong one who is almost immune to pain. For a wolf like mine who
HAERA Everything around me felt like it would come under as the news that was just delivered sank into me, soaking up all other emotions, feelings thoughts that I have been having before Ulric barreled into the dinning hall. Just hours ago... Mere hours ago...barely even a day. He was still in that kitchen scrunching his nose as we talked about what I was going through. Before that, he was in one of my favourite moments with him, cooking heartily because that was what he loved doing the most. I always cherished that scene of him, thinking about how perfect he was and how crazy as certain female was for rejection such a man. His excitement when he figured out that I had found my mate. The joy on his face was indescribable even if what I was feeling at that time was nothing close to that. The concern his face held when I told him about my mate and the way his eyes held worry. All of those things that happened while I was with him mere hours ago were the things I failed to cherish becau
HAERADezra and I both had a lot in common. Unlike other people and their Wolves who had different personalities and reactions to certain this, Dezra and I were both stubborn and hardheaded. I might be the most level headed of us both, trying to keep her in check from going all out on my bullies but we were still pretty much the same thing. Loud and smart mouths that has gotten us,me, into a lot of trouble over the years. But I was always the emotional one. I was the one who broke easily when things weren't going my way. I was the one who teared up when I get frustrated. And so it was easy for Dezra to slip away back to the back of my mind and relinquish all of the control to me. The control to confirm if what Dezra had just thrown in the face of the princess was true. It was hard to decipher the look on her face, to confirm if she was hiding something or not but as calmy as I could I faced her again. She wasn't in anyway calm. She was literally fuming and her nostrils flared in both
HAERA A week has passed since Balfour died. And I'm not going to bullshit myself or anyone and say pretty much nothing has changed since his death because a whole lot has changed. Even in the world outside my head. The Palace and the activities seemed to go into default mode. Everything was slow. Everyone was slow and it was obvious that his death affected the palace more than anyone was ready to admit. I knew that most of these changes wasn't because of his service as a Chef in the pack for longer years than I could ever imagine. It was mostly because of how it left everybody shaken. The fact that a wolf had died in the Palace of the Alpha was enough to drive everyone crazy about it. More than once in the week that has passed, while still in my confinement that was called the Alpha Chambers, I have heard maids who came by, gossip about the death of the fat chef. The news had already spread wide and wild the next day after his death and it had blown out of proportion. Rumours too beg
HAERAI'd heard wrong. I was pretty sure I had heard him wrong and I went into a whole world of my own in my head before someone broke the silence that had been both in the room and in my head. "Father!" It was the princess and I cared less about her whiny state. I was more worried about what my one situation and if my ears were probably functioning or if I had really just heard the Alpha tell me that he has chosen me to be the new Chef at the palace. I've never had this feeling before. This crazy feeling deep in your guts when two things strike you at once. The kind of feeling that makes you confused and unable to decide on a fate for yourself. This feeling of having both your dream come through and your nightmares stare you in the eyes all at once and maybe with something shocking on the side. The Alpha didn't need to say it again. I could see it in the faces of everyone around. They had talked about this. Contemplated and pondered and decided I was the best option and chosen me. Wh
HAERA. As the Alpha commanded, the preparation for the ritual continued the next day and it was officially the first day of the one week long ritual and as he commanded as well, I became the new chef of the Palace. It was nothing ceremonial or special as my things were just brought into my new room for the next few years of my life and I resumed work the next day. And just like that, I became one the prestigious and important personnel of the palace. In a single day, a maid became a chef and the youngest one of all time in the palace Rumors followed my appointment and the people who used to hate and bully me didn't hesitate to spread it round that I became the Chef of the palace without any prior experience except for a few spoken words about me. The feeling of being talked about by others wasn't new to me but the feeling of being talked about because I had suddenly elevated in position high above others was new. As I left my room this morning to resume to the kitchen, the maids all a
HAERA "Haera, If you found this and you're reading it, it means I am already dead by then. How I died doesn't matter. What matters is that you're alive and I was right. I was right Haera, whatever is going on has to do with Witches and spells. You can't ask how I'm right because I am not alive to tell you how. You have to find out yourself. But before that Haera, you have to stop that ritual at all costs. The ritual must not take place. If it does, you'll end up like me, Wolfless and weak and an easy prey to your enemies. Stop that ritual." I suddenly felt nauseous as bile rose in my throat up to my mouth, making me double over and causing the maids around to swarm me to see if I was okay. I ignored them and rushed out of the kitchen and straight for the bathroom where I emptied out all of the contents of whatever I ate before. My head swarm and I was certain I saw stars for a split second as the content of that written letter sank into my brain. It seeped into my brain, taking over
HAERAI think I already expected it when Erylis spewed out Gennora's name out of fear. I might have also expected her to say something about the princess since she happened to be the closest of all the maids to the princess. She used to be the princess's personal maid before I replaced her and since I had another duty, she was back there again. And she had spewed everything she knew about that day. The day I resumed to the Alpha chambers and the day Balfour died. "That day...the day you came for me to tell me the princess requested my presence; you were there before you even entered, weren't you? You listened in on our conversation and went to tell someone. Who did you report to?" I had asked, going straight to the point. This was my reason for seeking her out and shifting to my wolf in front of her to scare her. I remember hearing footsteps retreating that day before she came in. I remember I and Balfour sighing in relief because we had thought someone was eavesdropping but I guess w
EPILOGUE. HAERA.(A year later)Where in the world is he?I paced the length of the room with frantic and erratic steps. Up...down.Up...down. Just like that. My covered feet made tapping sounds on the ground with how I took more than a step in a second out of worry and fear that something might be terribly wrong somewhere.Opaline was behind me and probably looking at me with more worry than I felt now. In her arms, was my days old baby boy whose traditional naming ceremony as a new pup born into the werewolf clan was today. My little son came as a bouncing little blessing to me and my mate. It was just what we needed to complete our perfect family and our perfect life. Life over the past year has been nothing short of that for the both of us and even the people of the pack at large–perfect. With Tybalt gone and the peace of the pack restored, all I and my mate had to focus on was our duties as the leaders of the pack. I was officially the Luna and I never imagined the acceptance
ALPHA ZACHARYThat kiss was different.To be candid, everything was different when I was doing it with my destined mate.The marking process, the ritual, the coronation ane every damn thing in between was special.But the kiss was different in a good way.Why wouldn't it be when it was our first kiss. The very first kiss we shared as destined mate.It was our first even though it wasn't my first.Saying I regretted every moment I spent with Ilvira would be an understatement and even though I was at fault too, I couldn't stop myself from hating her and her biological mother for coming in between Haera and I.They came into my life to ruin this.I should have been enjoying this bliss ever since I became Alpha but Gennora just had to ruin it.I decided it was time to stop thinking about my past and what I had missed with Haera when she moaned into my mouth during that heated kiss. A kiss that left me hungry for my mate.For my Amanisa.I loved her new names but it was Amanisa for me and
HAERAThis kind of news was great but at the same time unbelievable. Before the arrival of the news, Basil had been complaining and whining about how he felt useless by staying with me."I thought he was jealous of our relationship. Why entrust your safety with me?"Basil had complained as he termed "protecting me" as "babysitting me". I kept hitting him on his back to shut him up but what harm could my fragile hands do to him?"He doesn't like you but he trusts you to protect me."I had tried to clarify but Basil gave me a silly response regardless, earning himself another slap on his back."Will you feel safer when you kill me, your supposed protector?"Basil had barked at me and I was close to hitting him again but Alan's arrival saved him from me. I wasted no time showing my worry and also asked Alan about the situation."Everything is under control, Princess Haera."Alan responded without a hint of what actually happened. His face was void of emotions which made it difficult for
ALPHA ZACHARY. That feeling was clear and certain. I sat in front of the mirror, looking at myself and my features, the changes and the parts that didn't change as well in the past few days. I was reminded of this moment by that feeling that tells you you have been in a place before with only a few things being different in the situation of things. The last time I sat in front of a mirror like this; with that somber expression on my face, was the day of the duel months ago. The very day that changed my life and my fate. I recognized the look on my face that day as that of a man who wasn't willing to fight. I didn't need anyone to tell me and I didn't need my wolf to remind me even if he took it upon himself to do so. I remembered how the maids prepped me up and prepared me like I was attending some ball and not a battle that would determine my faith. I was simply like a ram that was being taken to the slaughter; fattened and all dressed up for my blood to be spilled. All the feel
HAERAWe were stuck in the wilderness and in time as well.This place is the perfect definition of timeless and unchanging. Except for the usual nightfall and daybreak, there was nothing that signifies the time of the day. It was morning again and to be honest, I have lost track of time.The first few days were traceable but I got tired of keeping tabs on the number of days and nights that we had spent in this strange place when there were other things to worry about.Perhaps it was the thought of how Alpha Zachary and I would escape this open prison that made me forget how many days we had spent walking, searching for a new way out, going around in circles, and being each other's strength.Or perhaps it was as a result of the growing bond between my mate and me. Either way, it was all Tybalt's fault.I must commend his quick thinking though. He found a way to make sure Alpha Zachary and I never get out of here alive if we manage to survive the fall like the other time.My mate had b
HAERAThe anger boiling inside of me as I yelled at Zachary was one whose reason was unknown to me;not entirely unknown but just strange because I was angry about a lot of things yet relieved at the same time. It was dangerous for him to have followed me and then try to save me by jumping in. It was stupid and even though it reminded me of my own self, it didn't make me less angry. He never listens to me and does things his own way, that's the only reason he could have tailed me all the way to the cliff. How the hell did he even do it? My relief was only from the fact that he was right there, in front of me, safe and looking confused as hell. I had thought of the worst after Tybalt drugged me and had me brought down here but seeing him out of danger and safe was what made me feel relieved. But I wasn't near done yet. His presence might bring me relief but still, it was dangerous for him to have followed me. "Why the hell did you come all the way here with me?huh? You never listen! You
ALPHA ZACHARY The light but severe weight on my head was crushing my skull painfully. I wasn't fully conscious of my environment but I could bitterly sense my discomfort in every part of my body. My eyes were clenched tight as I groaned out in pain due to everything that felt painfully out of place. Naturally, I tried to reach for my wolf as I rubbed my head but I couldn't feel Serge like I was supposed to. My mind was blank of every other emotion that wasn't pain and uncertainty. I wanted to keep my eyes closed and remain in the same position but I was uncomfortable due to the rocks that were pricking my back. I changed my position slowly but without gritting my teeth in pain. The process was slow but thankfully, I was able to control my arms which had been laying limply beside me. I used my hand to reposition myself into a sitting posture as I fluttered my eyelids with caution. All of my other senses as an Alpha seemed to be failing me because I was unable to sense the scent of my
HAERAI pried my eyes open but it was still dark all around me like I still had eyes tightly closed and like I was still back in that darkness that consumed me when I fell to the floor and the one I've been in for longer than I can remember. I knew I was knocked out for a long time because of how weak and rigid my body felt. I closed and opened my eyes a few times, trying to assure myself that I was really out of the blackout moment which time frame I had no idea about. It was all the same, no matter the number of times I opened and closed my eyes. Nothing changed and I was convinced that it had nothing to do with my eyes. It has to be where I was huddled at. The thought of it brought about my next question. Where was I? The memories of my last moments before now haunted me and echoed in my head, making a sharp pain that I had paid less attention to, sear through my head. It made me wince and try to sit back but I couldn't even move a muscle. Not because I was weak and tired but becau
HAERA Shouldn't it be a crime for news to affect living creatures' emotions? The annoying part is that the word "news" has been subdivided into good and bad which are usually out of our control. As much as I understand that some things just have to happen, I still didn't like the news I received a few seconds ago. Why couldn't we always get those things we wanted? Everyone knew that the best news that I wanted to hear at this moment was about my mate regaining his memories but that didn't happen. I was standing in front of my Papa, forcing myself not to show him how much his information affected me even though I wanted to act like a child...his child. "Are you with me?" My papa questioned when I didn't react to his announcement. He just told me that he has to return home because something urgent came up even though I still needed him here...with me. He was an Alpha after all and Alphas shouldn't stay away from their pack longer than necessary. "Yes, Papa but do you have to leave toda