Odessa was startled by the manner at which her maid run into her room. The young maiden was pale and almost out of breath.
"Merciful goddess! What is the matter with you, Ayita? Are you perhaps, being haunted?" She struggled to disperse the horrified look in her face.
Ayita fought to regain her composure. She lowered her head as she stood before her.
"F... Forgive me for startling you, Mistress Odessa. But you must come with me at once."
....
Odessa had been on edge since the day began. It was the day the assassin was supposed to carry out his task. Despite knowing his reputation for being efficient, she couldn't shake her anxiety.
What if something went wrong? She couldn't afford any mistakes. She needed Sheera out of the way so she could gain access to the Alpha again.
She had instructed her maid to keep a close eye on them
Later in the evening, when she was certain the Alpha would be done from the courtroom, she headed to his chamber to see him. But the Keepers guarding his quarters wouldn't let her through as she wasn't permitted to request an audience with him unless she was summoned. However, Sheera hung around and continued pleading. The Keepers were on the verge of using force on her when Kalaril showed up."Is there a problem?" He questioned, passing an inquisitive stare at Sheera. "She is demanding to see the Alpha, but she wasn't summoned," one of the Keepers reported. "Please, I...I really have to see him. There is something of great urgency I must discuss with him," Sheera interjected, her voice tinged with desperation. Kalaril regarded her for a while, as if weighing his options."Please, Beta. It's very important," she added in a more pathetic tone. After a few tense seconds, Kalaril inclined his head. "Come with me."Sheera exhaled deeply, relieved, then followed him. They walked to Ke
She inhaled sharply, lowering her head, her poor heart racing faster than it was supposed to. "Respects to you, Beta."Silence was the response she got, heavy and oppressive. Suddenly, she wondered if she was going to get punished for lurking around the Alpha's quarters. Anyone guilty of such was usually called a spy. But despite how sore her relationship with Kalaril had been, he wouldn't suspect her, would he?She kept her gaze lowered for as long as he was silent. She could feel his eyes on her, and she'd be a liar if that didn't make her as uncomfortable as anyone could get. "Why are you here?" His voice, deep and authoritative, cut through the quiet. Tabitha wondered if his voice was that cold because he's had to use it as the Alpha's Beta for years. She lifted her gaze. "I..." she darted her eyes around. "Forgive me. I was just waiting for Sheera."Another silence followed, heavier than before. She dared a glance up and grew weak in the bones instantly as her eyes locked wit
Blood drained from Sheera's face, every ounce of pleasure and ease she felt left her completely. Zandov. The name sent a surge of bile rising in her throat. It was the witch hunter! What was he doing here!? Keegan tilted his head at the Keeper who quickly departed. It was all Sheera could do not to give out a weird reaction right there before the Alpha. She never thought anyone other than the Alpha could make her feel such paralyzing fear."Depart," Keegan said as he adjusted his clothing. Gulping hard, Sheera rose to her feet. Tears sting at the corners of her eyes as so many confusing thoughts swirled in her mind. No matter how much she tried to dismiss it, her actions the previous day seemed to be that of a witch. Although, it'd be the worst thing that'd ever happen to her if it turned out to be true, she couldn't deny that it could actually be true.The Alpha would kill her! Or maybe, Zandov would before him. Either ways, she was going to doomed!"I had a letter sent to your m
Tabitha was having a busy day as usual.She was hurrying out of the Pack kitchen to carry out an order when she ran into Elke."Come here, girl. I have been looking for you," Elke urged her over like a mother would a baby."Greetings, Elke."Elke ignored the greeting and reached out to touch her face, tilting her head to inspect the small cut near her cheekbone."What is...""There it is," Elke sighed.Dipping her hand into the leather pouch at her side, she pulled out a small vial wrapped in a broad green leaf. She unwrapped it and began applying the cool salve Tabitha's wound.Tabitha blinked in surprise, her confusion evident."You had a cut. Why didn't you come to me?" Elke asked as she massaged the spot."I..." Tabitha chuckled. "It doesn't hurt th
"I had nearly taken my own life," Dasha continued. "Then, I found your mother, in that same woods.""No..." Sheera repeated, her tears streaming unchecked down her cheeks. "Please, please, stop.""She had you in her arms, my child.""Oh, gods...""You were so small, and the most beautiful child I'd ever seen. Even then, you looked so pure like you didn't deserve to be touched by mere hands. Your mother, it appeared she had been running from some people. She told me you wouldn't survive being with her and pleaded with me to save you. I... I didn't want to, but she persuaded and told me to make sure you always had the necklace on."She told me the truth - told me you were a witch. I was terrified, of course, and wanted to reject you, but there was just something about you that I couldn't resist. And considering the fact that I'd just lost my baby... My mate would have had my head if he'd known of it. You... You'd filled up that space, Sheera. So perfectly. "I'll admit it - initially, I
Keegan was having his morning bath with Odessa behind him, massaging his shoulders.She brought up little talks to keep the moment alive between them. Then, she brought up the one thing she'd been dying to talk about."I heard that Zandov visited the Fortress yesterday. What did he want? Is there a new witch around?" She asked, going more delicate on him.Keegan was silent fora short while, his eyes slightly closed as he seemed to enjoy the water he was partly submerged into. Or her hands on him."It's nothing you should concern yourself with," he mumbled, his voice calm yet dismissive.While he didn't suspect Odessa, he knew the walls had ears and didn't want news of a hidden witch to circulate. Himself and Zandov had agreed to keep the matter discreet.Odessa was a little hurt, but she knew better than to insist.
Sheera was hopeless when Keegan summoned her later in the evening. She knew it was about time since he hadn't touched heart at all the previous day. As she walked to his room, a part rof her was excited to be with him, while the other was frightened. She was going to sleep with a man who loathed her kind - a man who had spent years despising and killing witches. It was better when she didn't know what she was. Because now, it made her feel foolish. Made her think she was taking a big risk by wanting to be with him.She ran into Odessa and her handmaiden when she reached the Alpha's quarters. Odessa slowed her steps as she looked at her with suspicious eyes. Elke's words came pouring into Sheera's mind at once. Why would Odessa be asking questions about her mother? And coincidentally, it had to be at a time like this!?Sheera thought about the assassin. Someone must have sent him. It couldn't have been Odessa. Or could it?She dipped her head when she got close enough, but as expect
Sheera whimpered. She knew whatever he had in mind couldn't be good.But she had no choice.She forced her gaze to meet his. They weren't so charming now; they were deadly."I want you to look me in the eye while I ruin you."Those were the last words she heard before he indeed, 'ruined' her.He thrusted in and out of her with such ferocity, she feared he'd break her in half.Her cries were loud enough to take down the room, but they did nothing to faze Keegan who continued slamming in and out of her.He wasn't being gentle. He intentionally wanted her to feel pain.Sheera couldn't keep up with his command. Her eyes closed as her head fell on his shoulder."Look at me!" He rumbled with anger.Sheera screamed as she felt his sharp claws dig into her back. By the moon, he was go
Sheera never expected a visit from Kalaril the following day.When he appeared at her door, she assumed he was there to summon her to Keegan's chambers, not until he requested to come in."Is there something you need, Beta?" She asked, clearing the table of her books, trying to make the room look less clustered.Kalaril was strikingly similar to Keegan - Sheera thought. Broad-shouldered, strong, handsome, and cold, with a gaze that could pierce through steel.He took his time, scanning the room, as though searching for something hidden before fixing his eyes on her."I only have a question," he leaned casually against the table. "I am aware you're fated mates with the Alpha. What I do not understand is why you're rejecting him."Sheera's heart stuttered, her gaze falling to the floor. Had the Alpha confided in him?"He didn't need to say it directly for me to know you rejected him," he said the words like he could read her mind.He picked up a small figurine from the table, turning it
Coating her hand with his, he gently lowered it from his shoulder. "You should get some sleep."Just as he released her hand the door burst open. His scent wafted through her nose even before she laid eyes on him, and her throat ran dry in an instant.Her hands instinctively moved behind her back as she stepped away, her heart begining to hammer in her chest.Keegan took his time entering the room, his eyes fixed on Ulric. He wore no heavy regalia, appearing as he often did when preparing for bed. It was a simpler look, and in truth, it was the one Sheera loved most on him."Alpha," Ulric dipped his head.Keegan was silent, his demeanor more guarded than usual. Sheera noticed he didn't just look cold, but quiet. He seemed different tonight.Praying he stays quiet, Ulric nodded at Sheera before leaving.As the door closed behind Ulric, Sheera's heart sank into the pit of her stomach. She kept her gaze glued to the floor, until she heard him walk toward her.A small gasp slipped from he
Sheera never thought it was possible to feel her heart seize beating, but in that moment, she did. The world around her seemed to stop.For a full minute, she couldn't breath, couldn't think, and simply stared at Keegan like he held her very life in his hands.Her freedom...It was the one thing she's always craved. If he could truly free her, she and her family could go away to a place where her kind was accepted. She could finally live the life she's always wanted.Yet...why did it hurt so much thinking about it? How could she leave him now?But how could she also stay? He couldn't be serious about wanting to accept her. Gods, no...Tears welled up in her eyes.Oh, if only it wasn't so complicated! She'd have said yes to him without blinking. But how could she now, when she was different? When he'd kill her if he
Keegan's words came as a shock to Sheera. The thought of walking with him, side by side, was something she'd never dared to imagine. Keegan, one he other hand, felt a twinge of pain. He'd promised to reject her after the Peace Festival. And he didn't know if that was the reason he had kept his distance, avoiding her for the past two days. Keegan was not one to go back on his words. And now that she was before him, the time had come. he was going to do it. He was going to reject her. They walked out of the Fortress. The path they took wound down to the outskirts, where the wilderness stretched out in a vast, untamed expanse. Eamon and Wulfric tailed behind them, keeping a long distance. Sheera's heart fluttered nervously within her chest, thumping in an unsteady rhythm. She was walking with Keegan! Like she was someone.... important. The whole experience felt surreal, almost dreamlike, but also undeniably lovely. For the first time, she didn't see him as the cold-hearted monster w
Malkar and Ulric reached the woods a day after they set out on the journey. While Ulric was completely disturbed by Malkar's plan, he didn't have a choice. And neither did his brother care.He blew the rhythmic whistle, but she didn't step out. Ulric knew she was around but was still in hiding after seeing Malkar."She won't come out. Not when she's seen you," he turned to Malkar and said, frustration lining his voice.Malkar grinned. He knew he needed to be careful around her. It was just one of him, so it'd be easier for her to harm him if she wanted."Hello, witch. You can come out, I mean no harm. I simply want us to talk." He announced.Suddenly, the ground stirred beneath his feet. It took him by surprise, making him frown. But it only lasted for some seconds."Okay... message received," he lifted his hand in mock surrender. "I know you are angry. But h
Keegan rubbed his brow. Zandov wasn't giving him what he'd hoped for. Nothing was working to his advantage. "Do you think it's possible to miss a scent?" Kalaril asked, his eyes trained on Zandov. A frown marred the witch hunter's face. "Do you think it's possible you can walk past a corpse and not smell its rot? Would you fail to sense death when it stands before you? There - you have your answer." His voice was laced with scorn, as if insulted by the mere suggestion of failure. "Recall the last time I spoke to you," he continued, turning to Keegan. "I told you I had caught a whiff, but it vanished as quickly as it came. This time, I sensed nothing. So, if this witch possesses something that shields her from me, she didn't need to rid herself of it to use her powers."Keegan's jaw tightened. "Now, how is it possible? Is there something strong enough to render a witch completely invisible to you, Zandov?""I wish I had answers. But something serious is at work here.""Do you think
A storm of panic crackled through the Fortress. Heart-wrenching cries ripped through the air, Bara's family being inconsolable.The festive drums had sputtered and died. Where laughters had danced on the breeze, only howling echoes remained.They were gathered in Bara's room where his corpse laid, already ashen and stenchy. His mother rolled and wailed on him, willing him to come back. His father, tho not shedding a tear, boiled with grief and rage.Keegan's heart ached from the sight before him. It was the first time in decades that something had truly shaken him to the core."Who did this!?" Alpha Sebastian turned on Keegan, his eyes blazing with fury. "My son went to bed a healthy man, Keegan. What is this madness!?"Keegan remained still, but his face exposed the deep pain he felt.His eyes studied the body ok the floor
When Ulric returned to his room that night - after spending some time with Sheera - he was caught off guard to find Malkar already inside.Although, his brother paying him visits wasn't entirely strange, it was peculiar for him to wait around in his absence. Stranger still, Malkar stood right in front of Ulric's dresser, his back turned."Brother?" Ulric called, trying to mask his surprise. Malkar didn't move."Do you need..." his words faltered as Malkar finally turned around, revealing what he was holding.Ulric's eyes dilated when he recognized what Malkar held. No... By the good moon, it couldn't be.Calmly, Malkar looked at the bracelet in his hand, the one Ulric had foolishly left on his dresser before leaving."What is this?" Malkar questioned, his voice thick and stern.Ulric forced himself to maintain composure. No one knew it was gifted to him by Zytha. And no one had to know. To everyone else, it was just a simple bracelet, nothing more.He plastered on a smile. "It's a bra
At dawn, Keegan and the visiting Alphas went hunting. The Festival was happening the next day, and the air was already thick with the spirit of celebration.Keegan thought it'd be nice exploring the woods with them. And they did have fun.By the time they returned to the Fortress at midday, they'd amassed a bounty of six games in total.It was noon by the time they returned to the Fortress. They'd been able to get over six games in total. The Alphas of the West chatted blissfully about it."The woods surrounding my Pack have nearly withered away. I might have to move in here with you, Keegan," Sebastian jested."Do not be such a betrayer, Sebastian. I already have that plan in mind," Cyrus added with a grin, adjusting hjs leather braces.Keegan was a man that was hardly humoured by others, but he allowed himself the briefest of smiles at their remarks, his us