Born a day before the full moon, Desdemona’s family was wiped out for driving a curse into the world, but the moon goddess forbade them from killing her. Her life was spared, and she is marked as an omega. The worst of all - a cursed omega. Wolf bane and deprived of birth right, she knows nothing but pain. She isn’t allowed to choose a mate or be mated to. Who will even want her? What is the moon goddess thinking when she paired her Arram - the beast in a golden mask. The future Alpha of Onyx Tails Pack. Will Arram accept her flaws and protect her or will he make her regret it? Is this a blessing in disguise or the beginning of another chaos?
View MoreDesdemona slowly opened her eyes till they fully opened. She tried to lift her head from the bed, but felt a slight pain in her neck. “Ouch!” She sounded in discomfort and quickly relaxed her head back on the bed.After a minute, she gradually lifted her head and sat up on the bed.She yawned and brushed her hand through her face. “Where am I?” She wondered, looking around the room.A thought passed through her mind, making her eyes widened in a mixture of shock and fear. “Am I?” She phrased, unable to complete her statement out of fear.She jolted her head in opposition. “No! No! It can't be! I can't be reincarnated!” She yelled.She quickly moved to the bed's edge, wanting to stand on her feet, but she felt pain as she put her feet on the floor and she quickly went back.Desdemona accepted she has been reincarnated, but the thought of being destined to live a miserable life like her previous life made tears flooded out of her eyes.She felt pains in her head, making her cage her he
Martius placed an herb pot on the fire and sat on a wood beside it.A minute later, his body vibrated, alarming him about a bad thing that had happened.“What's going on?”He tried to think about what happened for a minute and his mind went to Arram. “Did something happen to my lord?”The clouds turned dark, and a tornado appeared.The reaper walked out of the tornado and walked into the hut.“What's going on?” He raised a rhetorical question, keeping his mouth densely ajar till the reaper took Arram's soul and walked out of the hut.Martius wanted to stop the reaper. He took three steps towards him, but paused and watched the reaper walk back to the tornado and disappear.“I need to do something…” he thought. He bit the left side of his lower lip for a few seconds.He concluded and quickly stretched out his left hand. He drew a sign on his palm and closed his palm.“The incantation.” He chanted some incantation and opened his palm.He moved his palm to his mouth to blow it to blow, b
“What?!” Martius’s eyes widened, watching the sword struggle to penetrate Desdemona’s chest to no avail.“What’s wrong?”He quickly stretched out his left hand and used his index finger to draw a spell on it. He stared deeply into his palm for a few seconds and saw Arram’s tear falling into Desdemona's mouth.He took a step backward, shocked. “She is in possession of my lord’s relic?” He let out in disbelief.He stared at Arram’s face. “Why are you going this far for her?” He queried.He resorted his gaze back at Desdemona. “Since I can’t harm you without my lord getting hurt, I will wait until you wake up and then, I will kill you.” He vowed.******{An hour later}Arram gradually opened his eyes and looking at his side to see Desdemona lying beside him, he instantly figured out he was still in his hideout.He raised his head and sat up on the bed. He felt a slight pain in his head, and he held his forehead, frowning his face in discomfort.Remembering the reaper had taken Desdemona’
Arram entered the hut, holding a bowl of hot water in his hands and a towel hung on his shoulder. He put the water down beside the bed, where Desdemona had been lying unconscious for a week.After he brought her to his hideout- a hut built in the middle of a thick forest, he sacrificed a lot to bring her down from the heaven and earth bridge, but she hasn’t opened her eyes yet.He has used many herbs to heal her internal wounds but none worked. Arram sat on the bed’s edge and wiped the sweat on Desdemona’s forehead.He sat beside her on the bed and fixed his eyes on her peeled lips. “I don’t mind paying with everything I have, I will protect you…”He drew the water bowl closer and dug the towel into it, but quickly took his hands out because it was too hot.He blew air on his hand and quickly went outside to get water from the pot.He came back and met her gasping. “What happened?!”He rushed to her side and scanned her from head to toe, trying to detect why she was like that, but he
‘If she dies, you will never be free!’ Devour warned.Immediately as Devour's voice stopped ringing in Arram's head, the air became cooler and the smell of a fresh berry filled his nose.“What?” He frowned his face confused. Though he has felt and smelled Desdemona as his, and importantly, his wolf recognized her, but he still couldn’t believe she was his mate.He was the great heir of Alpha Brecc, Arram- the no-mercy crowned heir, a blessing to Razgriz Pack and a disaster to his enemies.His roar made thousands of soldiers shiver, and those who valued their lives quickly ran away while those who wished to be recognized as heroes died before they could take another step closer to him.His name spread across the continent like a plague and other Packs except the Blackwood Pack bowed to him.Years ago, he was stabbed in the face and traveled out of his pack, and ever since then, no one has heard from him. He was wandering around the continent in a golden mask.Arram quickly untied the r
Desdemona hit her back on the pole and she fell hard to the ground. “Hum!” She moaned and rolled on the floor, struggling to lift her head.He disappeared and appeared in front of her. He ground his teeth, querying in a low beastly voice. “How dare you?”He hit the pole with his hand and it broke into two pieces. He grabbed her on the neck and slowly lifted her till he firmly stood on his feet, putting her up in the air. “How dare you take off my mask!” He growled.“Following me is an offense, and I planned to cut your left foot and three right fingers for that, but you've done the worst and death is the penalty,” he informed. “You see my face, definitely you will die tonight,”“Helpless wolf, do you know why you will die?” He raised a question that didn’t require her answer.“It's because I’m mysterious… the last person who saw my face at dawn didn’t see the sunset that day,” he disclosed.“Helpless wolf, I will be kind for once to let you say your last prayer. Be fast with it.” He
Desdemona noticed that the sun was always hotter any day Ailee wanted to punish her. She didn't know why it was like that, and also didn't want to believe that Ailee used to make a special sacrifice for it.Passing by Pack's members, including omegas like Desdemona, mocked her and, since no one would blame them, some stoned and threw objects at her.It was evening already, and the darkness of the night was about to take over.Balto came out of a corner and walked to the torture circle. “Let her down.” He ordered.Caxton and Derian walked to the pole. They untied her, and she tumbled to the front of their toes. Desdemona gasped, rolling on the fall. Blood was still rushing out of her body and her eyeballs had turned painfully red.“Give her two hundred canes.” Balto commanded.Derian hurriedly went to get two whips and he gave one to Caxton.Caxton stood on the right side while Derian stood on the left side, leaving Desdemona between them.Caxton whipped her twice, and Derian also wh
Dienara was her first name, and it meant man destroyer. But the name didn’t portray who she was, so she was given Desdemona, meaning misery and ill fate.Desdemona- a useless wolf others maltreated for fun.She was a cursed Omega- a flower trapped within the four-kilometer-long wall of Razgriz Pack, where her sorrow resided, with longing desires, no tender touch of dewdrops at dawn, nor a gentle breeze to carry her on.Her only crime was choosing to come to the world when the hunter moon shined bright and long in the sky- a sacred festival night for Razgriz Pack, a day that marked the day the moon goddess blessed their ancestors with a place to hide from the wolf hunters. And while Alpha Brecc, the current Alpha of Razgriz Pack, was about to offer a ritual to appreciate and appease the moon goddess, Desdemona’s first cry distracted him, and that made her the foretold death of the Alpha, and Razgriz Pack’s destruction.Desdemona was wolf-banned immediately after her first cry in the wo
Dienara was her first name, and it meant man destroyer. But the name didn’t portray who she was, so she was given Desdemona, meaning misery and ill fate.Desdemona- a useless wolf others maltreated for fun.She was a cursed Omega- a flower trapped within the four-kilometer-long wall of Razgriz Pack, where her sorrow resided, with longing desires, no tender touch of dewdrops at dawn, nor a gentle breeze to carry her on.Her only crime was choosing to come to the world when the hunter moon shined bright and long in the sky- a sacred festival night for Razgriz Pack, a day that marked the day the moon goddess blessed their ancestors with a place to hide from the wolf hunters. And while Alpha Brecc, the current Alpha of Razgriz Pack, was about to offer a ritual to appreciate and appease the moon goddess, Desdemona’s first cry distracted him, and that made her the foretold death of the Alpha, and Razgriz Pack’s destruction.Desdemona was wolf-banned immediately after her first cry in the wo...
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