I had intended to rummage through the pile of dirt and pick the important things I might find and then return to my seat before Dante would arrive, but my plans didn't work. The figure I beheld on the image took the breath out of my lungs, my legs suddenly feeling heavier than rocks. It was a picture of a girl, she was seated on a long stool, her legs flashed across her face. She held a bouquet of flowers in her hands: A warm smile was plastered across her face. Now, I wasn't alarmed by the lady in the photograph, I saw something I never could have expected. The hairstyles on the lady's head was a side parted bob, the same hair that Dante had forced me to barb. But that was not all. The gown the lady was wearing was the same gown I was putting on. The golden yellow gown which had clung so affectionately to the lady in the picture, was the same one I was putting on, the gown which Dante had forced me to wear! My hands started trembling, my chest constricting as a thousand numerous
Djurek's POV I paced restlessly near the grand window of my castle, my reflection a blur in the polished glass. The weight of recent discoveries pressed down on me, making each step feel like I was trudging through mud. Dante's behavior had taken a turn for the worse, evolving from merely eccentric to downright alarming."What game are you playing, old friend?" I muttered, my breath fogging the windowpane.The pieces of the puzzle had finally fallen into place, revealing a picture that chilled me to my core. Dante, once a trusted ally, now harbored ambitions that threatened the very fabric of our society. He aimed to conquer the minor packs, to crown himself king of our lands. The audacity of it all made my blood boil.But that wasn't the worst of it. No, what truly set my teeth on edge was his new found alliance with the rogue clans. Those lawless packs, barely more than bandits, now stood poised to become Dante's personal army. The thought of it made my stomach churn."And Aurelia.
Aurelia's POV I woke up to the sound of a revving machine in a dark and eerie room. I opened my eyes wide and took a minute to register the noise and what could be making it but I couldn't get anything. The last thing I remembered was Nicolas at the moon fortress, then he was trying to pull me through the door. I stifled a groan as I raised my head off the floor and hurled myself to a sitting position. There were numerous scratches on my body and there was a chain around my ankle. I couldn't move around. I wiped the blurriness from my eyes and looked around, the acrid smell was thickening, gnawing at the depths of my stomach.As I was trying to straighten my back, I remembered Jaxon Jr and as a subtle realization that I had been separated from him hit my mind, I realized where I was immediately. The strange smell became familiar, the numerous chemicals lined on the shelf... I was in Dante's laboratory! I gasped, raising my body totally off the floor, and just as I thought, the rea
Djurek's POV A perceptible wave of anticipation descended on the atmosphere the instant I pulled into Jason's cobblestoned driveway. With each step I took towards the front door, my heart pounded in my chest and I tried to suppress it by saying silent prayers, Aurelia has to be here. If she wasn't that meant I had lost her, Jason was my last resort, I had nowhere or no one else in mind. "Good Morning Jason," I greeted as I rapped gently on the door, "are you awake yet?" The pounding in my heart continue, mingling with the rumbling ache in my belly but I continued knocking on the brown door. "Open up Jason, it's nine in the morning" But all that followed was silence, even after I leaned against the door and put my ear to it. Jason where are you? I mumbled under my breath. Where on earth did you keep Aurelia? I ran my hand through my hair and was preparing to leave when the door flung open, bringing him into view. He was clad in a black bathroom robe with matching flip flops. His f
Dante's POVThe nun's shrine was a medium-sized room with walls painted in a deep crimson. The instant I stepped inside, I was assaulted by the revolting smell of sandalwood incense. The left side of the room was lined with candlesticks, each bearing a red candle. A huge statue of the moon goddess stood in the center of the room, decorated with crepe myrtle flowers.Statues of the sun, moon, and stars dangled from the ceiling, along with tarot cards swaying gently in the stuffy air. The old woman—white-haired and skinny—sat in the center of the room, her eyes tightly shut as she prayed and chanted in an incomprehensible language. The atmosphere in the shrine was eerie, but I ignored it and took a seat on one of the cushions facing her. I was desperate for a solution, so at this point, it didn't matter who or where I got it from."Welcome, honorable Alpha," she greeted without opening her eyes.I tensed, my guard immediately up. How did she know who I was? I hadn't told anyone I was co
Aurelia's POV I didn't bother to ask Dante what nurse Griselda wanted to teach me. The idea of having someone else with me in the library thrilled me. I also kept my mind fixated on my plan to reach out to the Silver Septas and have them usurp Dante's reign. I continued my search, looking for more information about the book and the lady I had seen in the pictures. She couldn't have just stopped writing, I was hundred percent sure. I had been able to discover that she shared a good relationship with Dante and he was trying to keep her memories fresh in his mind by asking me to dress up like her. But my questions remained unanswered; who was she? Eloria didn't come to my room for three days after Dante announced that I would be taking classes. I also stopped receiving poisoned foods, Griselda also didn't come to check on me. During this time, I continued searching through the books in the library, but I still wasn't able to find anything else. Griselda showed up on the fourth mornin
AURELIA'S POV The words didn't exactly surprise me, I had once heard one of the nuns mention something about my rare purpose and identity but I didn't expect to be from this race of wolves. The announcement left me feeling scared and totally flustered. The history of the white wolves can only be found in old and ancient textbooks. The race had gone extinct decades of ago. The white wolves are said to be the moon goddess's children. History had it that the moon goddess once become bored of creating werewolves out of dust. She was also sad at the fact that she didn't have her own children. So she came into the world, and disguise herself as a regular werewolf. She became mated to a Alpha wolf known as Fenrir, and together the moon goddess delivered a set of twins, a boy and a girl. After few months of childbirth, Alpha Fenrir changed towards his wife, the Moon goddess, who kept her dentity under the name Evadne. Fenrir became an abusive husband, who took delight in assaulting his
Aurelia's POV The question made me remember Emily's reaction and her decision to stop working for me afterwards. She told me Dante made everyone in the castle live by his laid down rules and principles, most of which were awkward. I had no murderous intent, but Dante's decision to have me and every other person, including the lady who wrote the diary, irritated me. Nurse Griselda advanced closer to the door, and was going to open it when the devil descended on me. I charged at her and pulled her away, pinning her to the wall and placing the knife to her neck. “Please don't do this,” she cried. “Don't hurt me. I beg of you.” “No,” I answered, pressing the knife tighter to her neck. “You conspired with Dante to destroy my life and render me useless,the same way you ended the life of the first person who came here. I feel no pity for you Griselda,” I clenched my teeth and pressed the knife closer to her kneck. “Tell me the truth now, or bid the world goodbye.” Griselda had
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
Melissa’s POV “Did you truly assault your husband?” “Husband?” Aurelia spun around immediately, her brows creased in confusion as she faced me. “I was referring to the Alpha; I thought you people were engaged to be married, or am I mistaken?” Aurelia stormed into the room some minutes ago, reeking of sweat and dripping with blood. Her long gown had been ripped into shreds, bearing a sharp semblance of rags. She did not say anything to me for a long time, and I was not able to hear the news until my messenger came to deliver the news of the Alpha and his council. I had not known Aurelia for a long time, but one thing was obvious: she was stronger than me. She possessed qualities I would never have dreamed of having. If she had been married to Dante, she would not have ended up in this kind of horrible situation. “Djurek, I can't believe I used to be in love with him.” “You are still in love with him,” I said as slowly as I could, trying to placate her. “He is you
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