Chapter 8I stand frozen as my surroundings echo the shout of the woman in pain. My heart trembles at the memory of that night. The night I lost my family. The night I lost all that mattered to me. I can still hear my mother's scream of agony. I can see the blood-soaked body of my dead father, his lifeless eyes gazing in terror at me. The worthless daughter of his. The one who brought them nothing but pain and heartache ever since her birth. “Aura?” This pathetic excuse of a werewolf, this useless, rejected omega.“Aura! You need to breathe!” Hanna's frantic plea reaches my ears and for a moment I cease to hear the angry howls of my past pack mates.I gasp with an intake of breath, feeling my chest tighten with the effort it takes to get air into my lungs. My eyes water as I choke on air. Through my teary eyes, I can see Hanna's lips moving like she's trying to tell me something.“W…what?” The strain it takes me to mutter that one word causes me to push my heavy head against the wa
Chapter 9Xzen's POVThe sound of cheerful children fills the pack house and I stride out in quick step outside the house. I can't concentrate with all this noise. Why mom keeps letting these little pups into the house baffles me. That it's children's day doesn't mean all children in Blackvine should be granted access into our house. A low groan leaves my throat when I encounter more pups outside. Some are even in their wolf form and baring their teeth playfully at their friends. It kinda reminds me of I and Ace when we were much younger. We would play around like this, chasing each other in the woods and talking about any and everything but all that stopped three years back when we lost our Dad. He doesn't talk about it and I don't either. What I told Ace the day of our father's burial was all I planned to tell him and I don't regret it one bit. He deserved to hear every word. It was his fault, no matter how mother tried to convince the whole pack it was an accident. Ace has always
Chapter 10Xzen's POVThere are only a few reasons why my mother might call me into her study and all of them revolve around my duty to the pack. So as I push open the heavy wooden doors and step into my mother's study, my heart beats with anticipation. The low lighting envelops me, giving me the familiar feel of walking into a cave. Dark walls surround me, adorned with ancient tapestries that whisper secrets of our pack's history. The air is thick with the scent of old books and leather, a familiar smell that doesn't fail to bring me both comfort and unease.My eyes adjust quickly to the darkness, and I take in the familiar sight of my mother's domain. Her massive wooden desk sits at the far end of the room, polished to a high shine from years of use. Behind it, the high-backed white chair looms like a throne, casting a long shadow across the floor.Long shelves line the walls, packed tightly with dust-free books bound in worn leather. The flickering candles cast shadows on the walls
Chapter 11My body trembles as the large guard leads me down the dimly lit hallway, the cold air of the high-ranking pack's den envelopes me like a shroud. The walls are adorned with ancient tapestries that depict the pack's history. They seem to loom over me, casting long, taunting shadows on the floor. The chill of the night seeps through the stone, making my skin prickle with goosebumps.The footsteps of the guard echo off the walls, the only sound breaking this oppressive silence. I quicken my pace, trying to keep up with his long strides, my heart racing with every step. The hallway stretches out before us, lined with doors leading to the private chambers of the pack's elite. I know because this part of the hall is way too elegant to be given to any lesser. I wonder why I'm being brought here.The air is thick with the scent of wood smoke and damp earth, an underlying scent of this pack. I shiver, despite myself, feeling the weight of these Pack's history and power bearing down o
Xzen's POVShe's been avoiding me. I can tell by her every move. I look away from her for a moment, wanting to test my theory, but when I catch her staring the third time, she swerves around, showing her back to me. I stand by the pack temple, watching as Aura is led by a distracted Hanna outside the pack temple. While Hanna chats with whoever, the little omega avoids my gaze. I notice how the sunny weather today compliments the Omega's blond hair, causing it to appear beautiful and inviting. Those wild locs are literally begging for a release from the forceful black band around them. My eyes trail the last lacs of baby curls on her neck. Her flawless skin has gained a slight tan as the warm light casts a glow on her skin, making her look radiant and vibrant. Just like Amila.I feel a pang in my chest, a sense of longing that I instantly suppress.The fuck am thinking about her like that for? She's a potential threat to our pack, and I need to keep my focus. I tear my gaze away fro
Chapter 13In Xzen's POV it's a baby's first walk and the two of them witness it. I watch silently as the baby boy with raven black hair staggers over to Aura's outstretched, eager arms abandoning my brother's spread out hands. The pack children giggle while the adults watching, including Hanna, coo as the baby pulls curiously at Aura's hair. It shows I'm not the only one who wishes for those curls to be let down.A boy of about four years old, races off into the temple screaming, “Mummy! Dada! Jayjay is walking!” He must be the little pup's brother. I glance at Ace, he'd always been fancinated with any new stunt and adventure so much that he'd run off to tell Dad whenever anything happened. My jaw clenches and anger soils my emotions when Ace meets my gaze for a brief moment. Aura attempts to hand over the baby to him but the boy starts crying and clings to her lilac sundress. She giggles, her cheeks blushing with joy and Ace stares at her like like the stars are hanging on her fa
I am standing in front of a dark-brown wooden workbench. It's large enough to hold various jars of dried herbs and mortars and pestles. I carefully measure out a pinch of silverleaf and add it to the mixture in front of me, trying to follow the instructions of the head assistant healer, Giona.Giona's black brows curl in annoyance. "Not like that, Aura," She says, her voice firm but not unkind. "You're using too much silverleaf. It'll overpower the whole blend."I nod and try to adjust the mixture, but she shakes her head."No, no, no. Here, let me show you." Giona takes the mortar and pestle from my sweaty hands and begins to mix the herbs with quick, precise strokes. "You have to feel the balance of the ingredients, not just throw them together." She states.I watch, trying to learn, but Giona's criticism stings. I take the equipment from her and try again, I try imitating her hand movement but the mix pulls out of the blend once more, ruining her previous effort. Giona groans in fr
Chapter 15I slump onto the bench beside Hanna, sighing in frustration. "It's been a week, Hanna. A week since Xzen agreed to train me, and nothing's happened. No training, no meetings, no nothing." My hands fall helplessly on my thighs. Hanna's expression turns sympathetic. “Come on, Aura. He's probably busy. I mean, Alpha Elena publicly passed him the crown two nights ago. He's got a lot on his plate."I nod, knowing she is right. But it is hard not to feel disappointed. I have been looking forward to learning from Alpha Xzen, to finally making some progress.While we are still speaking, Ace walks into view, and Hanna's eyes sparkles with mischief. "Speaking of busy, look who's here," she teases, nudging me.My cheeks burn as I assure her, "I don't even like him that way, Hanna. We're just friends."Hanna laughs, the sound draws Ace's attention to us. He quickly dismisses the lady clinging to his arm and strides over to us, his warm brown eyes fixed on me, shining with a glint."Au