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 “Vegetative state?”“Yes,” he answered, slowly, ignoring my widened eyeballs. “We got into a scuffle and I mistakenly injured her.” He heaved another sigh and walked to stand by the window. “I caused some injuries to her brain, and coupled with the opium addiction, She fell into an abyss of lifelessness. It's been a year now, and I haven't been able to get over her, or love another person. I knew you had seen me sneaking into the bedroom far end of the castle at night. Yes, I visit Melissa every night and tell her everything happening in my life. I know she can hear me because her heart still beats. She can feel my touch, she can see me. The only thing she does not have is the ability to move her body, and it is because her body has become dead. She can never have strength again in her body. The body has been condemned. The only thing Melissa has left is her soul. Her soul needs a body.”He turned away from the window then, and threw a glance at me. “That is where you
Aurelia's POV My head throbbed as consciousness slowly returned. The room spun around me, and for a moment, I couldn't remember where I was or how I'd gotten there. Then it all came crashing back—Dante, the shaman, their horrifying plan. I bolted upright, heart racing, only to find myself alone in the library.They'd left me here, locked away like a toy to be played with later. But I knew they'd be back soon to finish what they'd started. I had to get out of here, and fast.I stumbled to my feet, ignoring the wave of dizziness that threatened to send me back to the floor. My body ached from the earlier confrontation, but I pushed the pain aside. There had to be a way out of this room.I tried the door first, of course. Locked tight, as expected. The windows were barred, and even if I could break the glass, we were too high up for me to risk jumping. I searched desperately for anything I could use as a weapon or tool, but Dante had been thorough in removing anything potentially danger
You do know how to cause trouble don't you?”The words jolted into my mind, with an immensity that nearly made me fall out of my seat. With my eyes dazed I looked out of the window of the moving carriage and saw that we were in a thick and dense forest. I had begun to wonder where Djurek was when another voice spoke again. “I knew you were a troublemaker the first time I saw you but I was not expecting this much distress.” I looked in the direction of the voice and saw him sitting across me with his arms folded across his chest, his face twisted into a smirk. I did not remember when he got into the carriage with me, I realized that I had passed out after the audio with Dante and his men.“where is Melissa?” I questioned, looking around the carriage frantically, as the realization suddenly hit me. “I helped her get into the carriage with me. Where is she?”I looked at Djurek again, his brown eyes seemingly piercing through my chest. “Do you know where she is?”“I have no desire to
Dante's POV The whole attack felt like a dream. I never anticipated it, I wasn't even sure I could give an account of how Djurek and his men stormed my castle and kidnapped my wife and my possession. That bastard! How dare him think he could just get away with everything he did. He was only a few more conquest away from being a king, the feat that's I had been struggling to achieve for my entire life. Djurek had it easy, his conquest was easy because he neither had to force or subjugate anyone or any clan. They all bowed to him the instant he set foot into their lands, something they never did to me! The remaining packs in the western werewolf land were already paying obeisance to Djurek and asking him for assistance. And the bastard had the money to purchase their loyalty. He sent his builders to fix their roads, and irrigate their crops. Djurek never wanted to be king, he stole my dream, and has been blocking my progress all these years. In all my years of warring and conquest,
Djurek's POV The last words I uttered to Aurelia in the carriage brought a smile to my face everytime it crossed my mind. The words had jabbed her at the sides, her eyes widening with shock as her cheeks turned red with embarrassment. I sensed that she had been tempted to ask me what I meant, and I was grateful that she didn't, because I didn't have an answer. I was even confused that I had made the statement at first, the words seemed to have rolled out of my tongue on their own will. The moon goddess had done her irrevocable will of joining two people people who are disinterested in each other. But I won't be bending, I choose not to be coerced. I would rather remain a bachelor for the remaining years of my life. I felt it, a distinct wave of peaceful ease, the moment Aurelia stepped into my castle. I hadn't had any nightmare ever since then, but I didn't want to have anything to do with Aurelia. She could spend the rest of her days seeking means to resuscitate Dante's mummy. I
Aurelia's POV It had been a week since Djurek rescued me from Dante and the shaman. But something weird has been happening: he hasn't come around to take Melissande away from me. When Djurek mentioned the fact that I had put him and the pack in trouble I reasoned with him and understood what he meant.But Dante has not shown up ever since then, neither has he sent a message or a threat. Melissa was here with me, still as unresponsive to medications as ever. The royal physician said she would never wake up, but I ignored him and continued to read medical books and magic spells. The royal physician, who was a stout white haired man scoffed and called me silly when he saw my attempt to bring Mellisande back to life. I was in her room that morning, reading a old resuscitation spell into her ears when he walked inside without knocking the door. He looked at me as though I had lost my mind, and he walked to the far end of the room and switched off the steam powered life support machine.
“Happy married life Melissa!”I reached for the flower bouquet but she snatched it out of my grasp. “You don't need to shout like I'm a lovesick teenager.”“But Aaron thinks you are a baby,”“No, he doesn't.” She lowered her gaze, but I had already seen the redness crawling onto her cheeks. The wedding was over, and a crowd of guests had begun to file out of the temple. We had just finished saying prayers and were now waiting for the carriage that would take us home. “Aaron thinks you're tender baby Melissa, that is why he is going to make a good husband.”Melissande blushed again, but I could see the affection in her eyes. It felt good to love and be loved back. To have someone who knows you more than you know yourself. Melissa had to suffer in her life and the moon goddess rewarded her with a second chance mate, a good and prudent man. Aaron and Melissa became close after the war with the shamanists, and after 4 months, they became official and now they are happily wedded.“I'm
Aurelia's POV “You seem to like spending time in the library, I have never seen you anywhere else. Do you mind telling me what exactly you gain from here?” I didn't turn around to look, there was no need for me to. Djurek could busy his mouth all he wants, I will not make him head of the council. “You seem to be engrossed in the book you are reading.” He said again, walking closer to my reading table. “What is the title and who wrote it?” His exuded an unnameable aura not to mention how irritated his lavender perfume made me. “I don't think I want to discuss books.” I finally turned to look at him. “there's a lot of things going on kind of and it is up to me to shoulder them.” “And I thought the nurses told you to relax. You have received your due date and you cannot afford to be stressed. The council is going to hold their return tomorrow; let me address them. Give me the list of issues you have been trying to solve. Take a breathe and relax. It is not going to hurt.”
Unknown POV “How sure are you that our plan will work out?”Elio stood on the top of the tower gazing down at the werewolf land from its insurmountable height. The land was oddly still, but it was all for one reason, the Alpha king of the south had gotten into trouble in the land of the Andals. This thought brought a small smile to his face and he nodded satisfactorily. “I like that Djurek has finally gotten the perfect reward for his desperation and theft." He said again. "He went about conquering and making Dante look like the idiot who knew that he had been blind all this while. Oh, I can't wait for Dante to emerge victorious and wipe out these disgusting moon servers.” He squeezed his face in disgust as if these people were nothing but trash. “I hate the fact that that bitch was able to plan a counter action to the move Dante and Romeo had planned.” Gareth said, spreading a scroll map on the table. “I have always known that she was the unknown Queen, I sensed it the instant m
Unknown POV The southern lands broke into an uproar the instant they learned about the misoccurrence which shook Djurek in the land of the Andals. They were particularly agitated about the Darnish’s treachery and their decision to play on the king's intelligence. The Danish were never friends with the king. Every attempt they made to get closer to him was to be able to access the throne of the Southern lands which they saw as their inheritance. Two days after news of the war in the land of the Andals broke out, people of the Southern lands gathered in front of the palace and decided to hold a meeting. The meeting was headed by one of Djurek's soldiers. It consisted of the villagers, as well as the nuns from the moon temple. “Alisson Darnish is in there,” The head of the soldiers, Jackson, said raising a hand and pointing a finger at the magnificent building. “She declared asylum and has doubled the guards in her chambers.” “But which foolish guard will remain loyal to her after
Djurek’s POV The weight of the battle pressed against me like an unforgiving tide. The rain fell heavier, washing away the blood on the ground but not the memories of those who had fallen tonight. Dante’s body lay broken at my feet, his eyes wide and lifeless. My muscles burned, my wounds seared, but I had survived. I had won. Around me, the tide of the battle had turned. Aaron’s soldiers cut through Romeo’s and Dante’s remaining men like blades through rotted wood. Victory was at hand, but I couldn’t celebrate. The air still crackled with dark energy, a presence that sent a shiver down my spine. I turned toward the castle, my claws sinking into the sodden ground as I sprinted back inside. I passed the bodies of the fallen, both allies and enemies, their lifeless forms haunting me as I made my way toward the main hall. The sounds of battle echoed from within—clashing steel, cries of rage, and the roar of wolves. Then I saw him. Romeo. He was retreating down the corridor, his ste
Djurek’s POV The hall was magnificent, but to me, it felt like a tawdry. The gold chandeliers above sparkled like false stars, their light catching on crimson banners and ivory curtains draped along the walls. Roses—too many roses—perfumed the air, their cloying sweetness suffocating rather than soothing. Rows of knights lined the edges of the room, their polished armor reflecting the flicker of candlelight, their expressions impassive. The sound of murmured conversation and the occasional clink of goblets filled the space, but I heard it all like distant echoes. The unknown queen stood beside me, her delicate frame hidden beneath an intricate white gown, her face concealed behind a thick lace veil. She held herself with an air of fragility, her hands clasped in front of her as if to hide nervous tremors. But something about her stance was off—too stiff, too deliberate. Romeo stood nearby, his sharp features twisted into a mask of feigned pride. His eyes glinted as he glanced at me
Aurelia's POV Every day of my life now seemed like a novel or puppet movie one would normally sit and watch at the rowdy village square. I began my life as a slave, tending to people and getting punished for crimes I knew nothing about. I endured starvation, emotional abuse, domestic violence, and even sexual harassment. But I was standing on the land's citadel now, gazing down at the realm in its infinite beauty and hidden ugliness. I am Aurelia Visenya Moonfrost. The unknown Queen of the Andals and Nine Wolves. The daughter of the Moon goddess, protector of the realm, ruler of the wolves and the image of the Moon goddess. I was no longer a slave, this was what the moon goddess had destined me for, and it was only appropriate that I lived up to the title. I would take revenge now, Nicholas, the Lerman brothers, Gareth, Nicholas's family, Dante, Allison and even Djurek. The goddess’s powers now flowed in my veins, and I could feel my bones replaced with irons and stones. This re
Djurek's POV My life's dream was finally coming true. It was all beginning to take shape. I would become king of the werewolf land in three days, after all these years of patience. Even though Romeo was not a worshiper of the moon goddess, he was not a bad person. I see diplomacy and intelligence in him, and after my bride and I have left the land of the irregular wolves, he is going to do a good job ruling in our absence. And my bride, the unknown Queen, was beautiful enough; I used the word ‘enough’ because she wears a veil to cover her face. She was a moon worshiper, who had lived mostly all the years in her life in the moon temple. She was tall, had white hair, and had a nice voice. She would remain in the veil until the wedding rites were completed. I was not exactly comfortable with not seeing the face of the woman I was to marry, but then I reminded myself that the wedding was not for love or any mutual attraction. It was a duty, a requirement I had to fulfil to get my d
Aurelia’s POV The sudden blast rippled across the atmosphere and shook the building to its roots. We staggered back and forth, holding onto whatever we could find for support. After a short while, the maddening noise subsided, only to be replaced by blood-curdling cries and chants. “Oh no!” Justin cried out, his voice trembling. “We are under attack!” “It’s the villagers,” his pregnant wife added, her face pale. “They’ve come to mob us!” “Is it because of me?” Lunar Gladys asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Before anyone could respond, the loud chanting grew louder, filling the air with menace. “We have found the unknown Queen! Release her to us this instant. We shall no longer be ruled by a demonic. Let us have the Queen!” My legs suddenly felt too weak to carry the weight of my body. I clutched the table for support, feeling my heart hammer in my chest. The announcement Justin made about my true identity was real—my whole life was being stripped away from me in an insta