I don’t know what stopped me–it was hard to tell, but my bets are on the terrified look in her big brown eyes as she stared at me… somewhat pleadingly. The fear in her eyes was as clear as crystal. I hated it. And how it made me feel. And so I pulled back from tugging on the sash that I knew she purposefully used to hide her face from me. Why she did that didn’t matter at the moment. All that mattered was that my mate was seated right in front of me. Scaring her was the last thing I wanted and considering the way she’s acted towards me the moment she stepped into my room, I knew she must have heard the rumors. I didn’t want to go about, confirming those fears of hers and so I released her from my hold. She backed away immediately. I didn’t make any move to stop her. Rushing to her feet and going back to stand on the stupid red line that separates me from anyone who comes into my room. Her reaction would have hurt if I wasn’t still drowning in my thoughts of whether this was real or no
ZACHARYNormally, I don’t spend more than two minutes eating whatever food is brought to me–breakfast, Lunch, dinner–I just always want to end it as fast as I can so that the smell of a maid’s fear in my room could evaporate and I can be left alone again in the solace of my room. I never even finish eating no matter how tasty the food is. I get disgusted after the second spoon but still push a few more spoons into my mouth and then that’s it. Today, I didn’t know when I finished the entirety of my dinner served to me by mate. I never finish eating the hottest meals yet I shoved the cold one down my throat like it was the most delicious thing ever. I didn’t enjoy the food. No need to lie about that. It was already sour. Cheese and…is definitely not the kind of food you eat cold. What I truly enjoyed was the presence of my mate who was still kneeling dutifully in front of me. Her presence was what made me eat finish the entire sour food. It was the best excuse to have her stay longer be
ZACHARYLuna Hegna has never really being the smiling type. She wears a scowl wherever she goes and it only deepens when she’s looking at something she doesn’t like. Something that makes her blood boil so much that you can see the strained veins of her muscles on the exposed parts of her body. Like the way she has me pinned with a death glare as she stood by the opened door with her hands crossed. Her emerald eyes peeled over the room before landing on me. I was used to that kind of open scrutiny from her eyes. She’d look around my room as if looking out for deadly weapons that could kill her once she takes a step into my room. Sometimes she’d whisper incoherent words that sounds like a chant to ward off curses present in my room. She’s made it obvious a thousand more times that I wasn’t wanted here. And it’s been like that since the very first day I was brought to the Imperial pack by my father. The story is no longer one I need to recount again or even want to think about at all but
HAERAI had two thought out plans when I realized that the Alpha prince Zachary was my mate and that I was backed up into a corner. One, run far away from the tower–from him, as fast as I can once I am able to survive being in the same room with him. Two, kill his Beta when next I see him! I failed to follow through with either of them. The second one being because I was too scared to my wits to even care about looking around for the Alpha Prince’s Beta who missed out on a rule and almost got me punished. I did run out of the tower like my pants were on fire but it wasn’t even because of the reasons I had proposed would make me run like that. It was because of the tall scary looking woman who suddenly showed up by the door and gave me a disdainful look before sending me out of the room. The gold amulet on her neck that blinged past my eyes when I rushed out was enough to tell me who she was and I can swear on my life that Gennora, my head maid has gotten nothing on this woman. The amu
HAERA.Nothing ever really happens without Gennora knowing about it. Especially when it's about me. It's like she has eyes everywhere and ears at every corners. Most of her eyes and ears are actually other maids in the maid quarters who would rather have the favor of Gennora rather than being the center of attraction to her. They are planted amongst us by her and no one ever really knows who they are and so we all try to be careful around each other. I had no friends or anyone who really liked me and so you would think it would be easy for me go escape the eager eyes of Gennora and her enthusiastic ears. I never really escape them. Bonus points for the fact that most of the maids hate my guts and bully me every chance they get. I never really know why I get bullied other than the fact that the other maids are just sickos, looking for someone else to take out their anger and stress on. Their excuse is always that my face adds to their stress and they'd rather beat me up than take a res
ZACHARY "You seem...different today." I was standing in front of the mirror and looking myself over from the reflection the mirror showed me. "Must be the Cloak...am I wearing it wrong?" I whipped my head around to look at Alan who was standing a few feet from me,with a undecipherable look in his eyes. Undecipherable to maybe anyone else but to me, Alan was an open book I could read more than the history books of the Werewolf folks. It's that look he gives me when he's trying to see if I'm okay or not. "The fact that you're wearing it is the problem." "What? The red Cloak? Don't be dramatic Alan, I wear it everytime." "Yourself? When have you ever worn anything yourself?" I shrugged and returned my gaze back to the mirror. "Should I have chosen the black one instead?" I asked absent-mindedly patting down a hair that strayed out of the perfectly jelled mass on my head. I heard Alan sigh. I ignored it and just focused on making the red cloak hang properly around me, making sure my legs
HAERAThe preparation for the rematch today was more hectic than the one for the first one. Or maybe the first Duel was equally as hectic as this and I wasn't around yet to be part of it. Whatever the case may be, everyone was on edge about the entire thing. There was something that made today different. And I could tell it was the uncertainty of who would finally become the Alpha of the pack. I'm sure us maids have it worse. Even worse than the two Princes who will be having their final fight today. Orders were being barked around and I'm shocked Gennora isn't the only one who makes maids shake in fear when she speaks. Dina, the Head maid of the Imperial place was equally as cold as Gennora. She was older but looked like she has served the royal family all her life. Her eyes flamed whenever someone is doing something wrong or just not doing it the way she liked. Her high-pitched voice claimed the air and almost drowned the sound of punching doughs, clattering plates, boiling waters a
HAERA. Blood was the first thing I saw after a punch landed on Alpha Prince Zachary's face. The blood spluttered in the air and he staggered trying to keep himself from falling but his opponent delivered another blow right in his guts that made him collapse to the floor. And that was the first round. I kept a palm on my mouth to keep me from squealing out in horror when the blow landed on his face. Everyone else cheered, drums rolled and the dignitaries all clapped and shared views as if they were watching a game. I was the closest to the signatures on the single line I and the other maids formed and so I was able to see the other pack heads nod at Luna Hegna while she smiled proudly and grinned from ear to ear like a Chesire cat. Of course. Her son delivered the first blow in just a few seconds into the duel. Everyone else was enjoying this but I wasn't. The thought of it never sat well with me even before I knew that the prince is my mate. No one deserves to be treated like a curse
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