I didn't know when I got crossed the borders into the BloodMoon pack. I had been so focused on the rabbit ahead of me that I totally lost track of my surroundings. Until I stepped on something and a loud wail filled the air.
They had appeared from nowhere, silent and fast and deadly, and had seized me as I began to struggle.
I landed a kick to one's chin and another kick to another one's nether region. I almost sprang free from their hands but someone gave me a blow to my face and I went reeling.
Another blow, and I lost consciousness.
I had woken up in this cell, with this other girls. Some of them seemed to have been here for days, some of them weeks.
We all became alert as we heard footsteps and the girl beside me began to shake.
“T-They're coming to choose. They're coming to “-choose someone again.” She stammered.
The door cells opened and they appeared. The first man that entered was no doubt an important person. It was in his bearing and in his dressing.
He was huge, dressed in winter's furs. He had long than that was tied together at the nape of his neck and a long black beard.
I placed who he was immiediately. He was Djurek, the great leader of the winter wolves who resided in the North.
He entered into the cell fully, stroking his beard thoughtfully, his eyes on my face.
“How do you do,” he asked me.
“None of your business.” I retorted. I was not in the mood to be toyed with.
He smiled, the corner of his eyes wrinkling. He ran his eyes all over me then he turned to the two men that had flanked me. They were part of the two that had captured me. “I want this one,” he said, pointing at me.
Bastard.
The two men bowed. “She'll be brought to your kingdom as soon as she's ready.”
Djurek left without another word.
I was done.
*****
ALPHA DANTE'S POV
As the cell doors were pulled open, I was faced with a teeming mass of girls all over.
At the sight of my warriors and I, they began wailing.
This was what these barbarians had done to them. It was taking all of my control not to burn the BloodMoon pack to the ground.
Daniel, my beta, came to me. “We've searched everywhere, Alpha. She's not here.”
We were on a search for my Gamma's sister. She had purportedly ran away with the son of the bastard that ran the BloodMoon pack, because she knew no one in her family was bless such union.
Foolish young lovers.
“The Alpha is under watch. What should we do with these girls?”
“Release them.” Then I shook my head. Where would they go to if they were released? Some of them had been here for years.
“They go with us to the pack,” I told Daniel. “We'll sort them out there.”
Daniel bowed. “Yes, Sir.”
The first girl that moved past me did not look like she was scared of what she had been through. Unlike the other girls, her eyes weren't wet or red, a sign that she hadn't been crying.
I watched as she moved towards the guards my men had
captured, pulled her fist backwards and slammed it into each of their noses. I hear her say, “That's payment for punching me, you bastards.”
I raised an eyebrow. She turned and our eyes met. Hers were a very deep blue I hadn't seen anywhere in a long time. I quickly ran my eyes over her. It seemed she hadn't been here long. She still looked healthy, compared to the other girls.
“What's your name?” I heard Daniel ask her.
“My name is Aurelia.”
Daniel chuckled. “I like your spirit, Aurelia. Do you remember your pack?”
“Yes, I do.”
“When were you stolen?”
“I wasn't stolen. I crossed into their borders by mistake.”
Daniel frowned. “How?”
“I'm on Exile. I'm a rogue wolf.”
My head whipped up at that. A female rogue? How had she managed to survive this long? Why had she been exiled? I didn't have time to dwell so much on that thought as a scent engulfed me. It was so strong that I almost choked.
“Mate,”I said involuntarily. Before I could check myself, it
came back again, “Mate.”
She turned to me in surprise, eyes wide and unbelieving. “What do you mean? What are you saying?”
“You're my mate.” I choked out.
“No,” she shook her head, moving back. “You're not my mate.” Her mate was Nicolas. Nicolas who was back at home. Nicolas who had rejected her.
I was still frozen, rooted in shock, when one of my men came running in.
“We have another party of warriors coming in from the north. Conrad sighted them.”
That snapped me out of my shock, fast.
“Any inkling on who they are?”
“No,” answered my man, breathing hard.
“We destabilized them. How could they have called for backup?”
“It could be they had a backup of warriors away from home at the time of the attack.”
I stooped up from the process of replying when a huge man came into view, warriors behind him.
It was Djurek, the bastard and cruel leader of the northern wolves.
What was he doing here?
He came in smiling, and I did all I could not to punch it off his face, but I tried not to let him get to me. He and I history that couldn't be washed away.
He was still smiling as he said, “I see you decided to free the girls as well,” he waved an hand.
“What do you want, Djurek?” I asked. “You have no place here.”
“Neither do you, friend. Neither do you. Now, I couldn't care less about your attack and the freedom you've granted these girls, but you see this one, right here?” He pointed to Aurelia. “She's mine. Paid for her in cash.”
“She's not going anywhere with you.” I growled protectively, stepping in front of her. I would rather die than let Djurek have access to a woman I have a claim on. Not after what had happen last time. “If you want to get to her, you'll need to pass through me first.”
The smile stayed on Djurek's face as he slowly took of his furs. “With all pleasure.”
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Unknown POV The trees in the small clearing in the forest danced gently to the song of the wind, their hips swaying so rhythmically that Elio couldn't stop but wonder at their beauty and the freezing cold that accompanied their jibe. He tucked his hands into his pockets, adjusted his cardigan and walked on. With each step he took to his unratified rendezvous, twigs cracked and broke under his legs, intruding the myriad of conflicting thoughts in his mind. The shadow pack were a small clan in the lost island of the eclipse wolves, the least of them, but notorious for their brute strength and extreme scheming prowess. They had always wished to be noticed and honored just as the children of the remaining packs were treated. They wanted to be significant and utterly indispensable in the affairs of all the werewolf packs in the land. And so he did it, he approached Dante with the demeanor of an angel while his heart was full of venomous spite. To the wolves of the shadow pack, deceitf
Djurek's POV It was an understatement to say my patience had worn thin. My whole body had become besieged by a deep emotional malaise, which has left me grumpy, cantankerous and depressed. Everything annoyed me—my bed, my house, my work and even my own shadow. My heart had become a rock in the middle of my chest, dragging and slowing me down. My wolf wouldn't stop purring, yearning for Aurelia, everywhere felt cold, it was as though it was raining in my world. Standing in my office that windy afternoon, my mind wandered to her and her whereabouts, as I leaned on the window and watched the ocean waves tossed about in ripples. Didn't she feel that I was looking for her, wasn't she even thinking about me? Did she now hate me that much. No matter how repulsive the answer to the question was, it wouldn't make me stop searching for her. After a while of absent-minded staring, I sat down behind my desk and dialed a number on the receiver. A couple of minutes afterwards, the door ope
Aurelia's POV “I am sorry Melissa, but you are going to have to get off the bed. “ I walked towards the bed, grabbed her hand and tried pulling off the bed softly. I could sense that the sound of the name did a number on her emotions as I saw a flicker of fear flash across her face. I could see the horrible night I spent in the library replaying on Melissa's face but then we could not waste any more time. “Why do we have to go to Dante's place very suddenly?” She croaked. “I thought we were going to move to a place around the lake; I thought you said you already found a cottage we could manage.” “I understand that you are afraid, Melissa, but our journey and everything ascribed to our identity seems to be a big puzzle, but now that you have mentioned Jolene, I think we are about to make a big progress.” I stretched my hand, hoping to pull her off her back, but she flinched, her eyes growing wide with consternation. “I don't want to set my eyes on that dreadful monster.” Sh
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Aurelia's POV “Who?” I asked. "Who are you referring to?" “It's a woman,” Melissande answered slowly, eyes squinted in calculation. “We're quite familiar with ourselves, but she doesn't know a lot about me. Hmm wait, I'm trying to remember her name.” She placed her hand on her chin and started stroking it. “Who is it?” I waited as she kept trying to remember, but just as she opened her mouth to speak, the door was suddenly flung open. “The Alpha Regent has requested to see you.” A tall and burly guard announced. “The Alpha Regent? Who is that?” The guard's refusal to answer the question brought the realization to me then. “But when did Djurek become a regent? Wasn't he just an Alpha before?” “You are not allowed to speak the king's name.” The guards snapped, eyeing me contemptuously. “And yes, he will be crowned king of the kingdom very soon. The heir's mother has even begun to plan his coronation.” “Oh really?” “Of course” I squeezed my face and twitched
Aurelia's POV My heart turned to ice in my chest, sending waves of shock ripping through me. I stopped in my tracks, face contorted in disbelief as I slowly turned around. “Aurelia!” she called out again, attempting to raise her head off the bed. “Melisande” I muttered slowly, my voice betraying me in a whisper. “Yes.” She answered. “I have been looking for you.” “How come you know me?” I asked, feeling the weight of the question on my lips. “How come you recognize me?” “You're my sister,” the pale and sickly woman answered. “I have been looking for my whole life.” My ears still had issues believing in these words, and my brain struggled hard to process them and make meaning of them. Melissande, the comatose puppet I met at Dante's castle, was my sister, not only just a sister but also my twin sister. These realizations felt like a dream or the climax part of a movie where all the events just collide and hit themselves. My name is Aurelia; I knew that for sure but an
Aurelia's POV I Rose from the chair I sat on and leaned towards Melissa taking a closer look at the earrings. It was true, the earrings were the same. She is wearing the same earrings as mine. But how could this be? A part of me wanted to discard this question because it was possible for her to have also bought the earrings, but it was unusual since women fashion trend were usually common. In other words, you could buy a dress or a piece of jewellery and see the exact type of it with another person on the same day you bought it. Other times, you might even see that hearing or whatever you bought with more than seven women in one day. I have never seen my earrings with anybody in my life. And when I was growing up in Nicholas's castle, I was usually told him that my earrings were very valuable. There were occasions when I nearly lost them to thieves. During the times of my financial hardship, it never occurred to me to sell my earrings for food because they were the only items I
Aurelia's POV “Enough of that Aurelia!” Djurek said again as he started moving closer. “Don't ever open your mouth to say that again. You don't know anything that is going on in this castle, especially the political aspect.” My shoulders fell in disappointment as I slowly turned my head to look at Djurek. He was dressed regally which meant that he had not been home ever since I left his chambers, with his hair glittering and sparkling. “I and Alison's parents have made a truth to assist ourselves in achieving our goals.” The gods made their way as they arrived at the scene, while Alison went to throw her arms around his neck. “It is true that the Darnish rebelled against me and joined forces with my enemy, but they are still very much important to my pack and the growth of my coast.” He leaned in towards me, his eyes mirroring the tension and uncertainty in the atmosphere. “The Darnish are going to help me look for the unknown Queen. They are gifted with adventurers, a
Aurelia's POV After I had read this last sentence, I stopped for a second and tried to see if it was Luna Gladys who wrote it. But then it wasn't; the old papyrus was proof, as well as the comprehensive and fluid writing that Gladys’s letter had. I took a deep breath and continued reading. “I am writing this with my last strength and I will make sure I get this box and the remaining items to who will bring the truth to light. Because I have done this good deed, the moon goddess will forgive every one of my shortcomings and grant me a place in paradise. This lady told me her name was not Annette, but because the owner of the care home where I worked believed the person who brought her, I decided to forget her real name and just call her Annette. Annette was unusual, but she was of striking beauty, dark air, olive green eyes, and very beautiful skin. She talked about having powers and being someone who was troubled by her soul. I did not understand what she meant at all, but I
Aurelia's POV “You haven't answered my question yet Aurelia. Why exactly are you doing this?” I started scooping the ornaments in the chest into my hand; my heart started tightening at the thought of the loss of the earrings. I was happy that bastard, Dante did not remove it from my ears when I was still with him. But I had made a greater mistake, neglecting it all this while and believing Djurek’s words that they were in this box. For goodness sake, the earrings were too small to be located in this river of ornaments. What had I been thinking? “What you are doing right now is treason and I might as well have you hanged for it.” Those words slapped me out of my trance, but before I could turn to look at the face of the utterer, Djurek suddenly grabbed me by the shoulders and dragged me to my feet, turning me to face him squarely. “What right do you think you can leave without my permission?” He growled, the minty scent of his breath washing over my face and the tingling of m
Aurelia's POV I woke up in bed, naked and sticky from sweat with the heat from the entangled bed sheets coursing through me. Slowly, my eyeballs floated open as the rays of the morning sun penetrated the window to land on my face, giving a warm feeling in contrast to the cold of the early morning. I opened my mouth and let out a long yawn, but the sheet fell off my body, revealing my bare chest. I let out a gasp as I hurriedly covered my breasts with my hands but then it was not what I had expected it to be or had thought it would be. I looked to my side awkwardly open to meet Djurek's naked body sprawled out beside mine, but the bed wasn't touched. The sheets were in proper place, except for a few creases and ruffled ends. Djurek didn't sleep in this room last night. He didn't touch me. We just had an intimate moment where he kissed my lips and ran his hands over my body, but he didn't do more than that. For some reason, this made me feel somewhat embarrassed and stupid. I