Gabriella's POV.Flashback."Oh my darling you look so beautiful!.........." Madame Freya gasped as she stared at me from the doorway. She was holding onto a tray containing a hot cup of tea that I had requested for earlier, I hoped it will soothe my nerves and calm me down a bit.I smiled warmly at her, "Thank you so much Aunt." I called her Aunt fondly, because that was exactly what she was like to me, and not a nanny.She strolled into the room and set the tray on the small desk by my bedside. Then she came to stand in front of me.I fought to hold in whatever emotions that was trying to come to the surface, but my strength failed me."Gabriella......." Madame Freya took my hands and drew me close for a hug. I surrendered myself completely to her warm embrace and allowed the tears and sobs that threatened to choke me to flow down freely on my cheeks.Today is my wedding day, a day I had looked forward to all my life.I was born a half blood. My mom had died shortly after birthing m
Alpha Tyler's POV."You can be dethroned Alpha."The words sunk into my ears like a trickle of hot water. How could that be possible? All through my forefathers reign as the Alpha of the pack they had never been dethroned.Never.How could it possibly happen in my own time?The pack priestess gazed at me calmly as though she hadn't just spilled words that could be likened to treason. I returned the gaze with a scowl on my face. She was an old grey haired and frail woman but she was full of wisdom. She had served my grandfather and father before me, she had outlived any other in the entire pack. She broke the gaze and began to pick at the ornaments lining the helm of her silver coloured gown. She was known to be full of wit just as much as she was full of mischief. I was the centre of her taunts while growing up, it was nothing utterly destructive, but on few occasions I barely made it out with my life. I noticed a small curl on her lips."Dana, you must be sure to not make a mistake e
Gabriella's POV. Flashback."I do."I kept staring into the eyes of Marcel, not sure if this was really what I wanted to be doing anymore. I allowed my eyes to dart towards the small crowd that was before us, watching and taking part as much as they could in the ceremony. My dad was there, so was Marcel's best friend, Luke, and my nanny, Freya. Then there was the rest of the people present who I didn't know from anywhere. The past few days before the wedding had been......eventful for me. Marcel and I were getting to know each other. I was convinced I could trust this man. Marcel was a good man. Although principled as he liked to put it. "I don't give room for misbehaviour or disrespect and I'm going to teach you how to become the wife I want you to be." He said that to me often.I was looking forward to life with him, life away from my father. I glanced over quickly at Freya . She was dabbing her eyes with a small handkerchief. I immediately got teary as well. But from what, I di
Alpha Tyler's POV. Flashback "Who is she?" I let my gaze wander to the dirty ugly looking lady that had fallen to the ground on my arrival. She was pathetic. "Marcel's woman Alpha. It was their wedding ceremony we interrupted......""Oh......" I smiled. I would take this one home as souvenir of my victory, which was inevitable anyway."Alpha, we'll dispose of her immediately.........""No no........take her captive alongside the others. This one's my prisoner."Yes Alpha."I shot the ugly presumably lifeless body before me and turned to walk away. A small whimper came from the body, and very surprisingly enough, my steps were halted. I turned to look back at her. Something tugged at my heart, I didn't know what it was but it was too strong. I suddenly felt goosebumps run through my body. I stared at her. She wasn't moving at all, but she was still alive, I could tell. As though it wasn't bad enough that something had pulled me to her without my will, I was so affected by even the
Gabriella's POV. I felt I was going to pass out any minute. I was beyond devastated, the guards here had beat me, drenched me, flogged me with a whip soaked in wolfs bane. The only thing they had not done was rape me, or kill me.It had been a while since they had brought me here, I was surprised I was still alive. I felt I wasn't going to be for much longer.I heard the gates to my cell unlock and someone........some people enter. It was either food, or more torture.I braced myself. I heard muffled voices in the background, I tensed.Then I felt the cold ice water fall on my body. The pains from my open injuries increased and I groaned inwardly. I couldn't make out anything else that was being said. I knew the men were yelling at me and trying to get me to do something. But I was too tired to decipher anything. Suddenly I felt a presence. Someone was in the cell that was.......peculiar. Only I had met this person before. Same scent, same feeling, same aura. It was getting closer
Brie's POV."I want the flowers arranged exactly the way I've asked you to. I won't tolerate any mistakes. If you don't get it done the exact way I've asked you too I'll see to it that you're thrown out of the palace the same way the other twenty-two before you were thrown out, and without a penny, do I make myself clear?""Ye......yes my princess." The silly kitchen servant stuttered fearfully and bowed his head till it was almost brushing against his knees. I glanced away in disgust.Pathetic servants. I couldn't understand why Tyler hadn't been reasonable enough to allow the Royal Palace keepers serve me. Everyone single one of them was assigned to care for his sick mother. They were specially trained and ordered to do nothing else except attend to her. Personally I believed she had lived her life, she was such a snub while she could still walk on her two legs. If she died, it'll be one less disgusting person to deal with in the palace. Last I saw of her she was just a weary, frail
Gabriella's POV. I opened my eyes instantly. Someone was coming into the cell. What I did the most here was sleep. Sleep and hope I'll die while at it. Every time my dreams was plagued with memories of.......of my past.Of Marcel, of Madame Freya, of my dad. Of everyone who used used matter me until.....until they didn't matter anymore.Until they were dead. Killed, probably torn to pieces by the men of this pack were I was being held. I tried to drown away the thoughts and memories but they kept coming. Until I stopped.I slept every time I could and allowed the thoughts ravage me. Sometimes I cried, sometimes I prayed to the moon goddess to help me live so that I could avenge my parents death. But I knew that was impossible, I was alone here, in a dark cell, chained and beaten now and again. There was no hope for me.The person that had been struggling to get into my cell finally entered. I sat up and looked, the room was dark but I tried to make out the figure of the person......
Tyler's POV.I woke up. Brie was on my chest, cuddled up. I couldn't remember what we were talking about in the early morning of the day when I had returned from the meeting outside the palace. All I remembered was I was so exhausted and we had ended up making love.Somehow.I gently turned her to her side. I had to begin my day. I had to go to the East of the city and see how much damages the rogues that invaded us last week had done.Green Moss was a beautiful pack, heavily guarded. It prospered. I had protected it the best way I could, that was why I was shocked when I heard about rogues. Naturally my first suspect was a follower of Shaiza. But after thorough investigation last night, I noticed a few goods were stolen from two stores around the area. That was probably the motive of the invaders, cause a little commotion and make away with goods.It could be anyone within the pack, a thief that would be apprehended soon.Shaiza didn't have the time for such petty activities, he was