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
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 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
True to his words, Sheera's life was never the same after the rejection.She was evicted from her room and sent to live in the servants' quarters. Now, she worked tirelessly with the servants, eating only when they were supposed to.Unlike before when she'd get bored being in her room all day, she barely had the time to take a rest now.The mate bond was gone. The constant pull to be near him, the sexual urge, the connection that one pulsed through her veins - they were no longer there. All that remained was a hollow gnawing pain that festered deep within her, accompanied by an overwhelming sadness that weighed on her every step.Her life had become a shadow of its formal self, and it was pathetic.Sheera suspected the Alpha had ordered the Head maid to make her life as miserable as possible. Because by the second day, she was swamped with endless tasks. From working the fields, doing the laundry, scrubbing the floors and serving meals, there was no end to the chores assigned to her,
Sheera was pouring wine into a goblet when, compelled by some ill-fated urge, she glanced at Keegan. It turned out to be the biggest mistake she made that day.The moment she found his silver eyes locked on hers, a sharp current jolted through uer, electrifying the air between them. Her hands quivered, and the wine spilled over, staining the tablecloth crimson."What in Hades!? Are you blind!?" The offended council member barked, pushing his chair back in anger.Sheera gasped, immediately scrambling to wipe the spill."I am so sorry. Please, pardon me." She pleaded, her voice edged with panic.The man continued to curse until Sheera was done wiping it.Her heart drumming in her chest, she turned to leave with the others."Get me the head maid," Keegan's voice cut through the room like a whip, freezing everyone.He spoke to the servants, but none in particular.With their heads lowered, the servants whirled around to him.His tone devoid of warmth, he continued. "One of you isn't suppo
It was well past midnight. Sheera had an extremely busy day and was deep asleep when a continuous rap on her door awoken her. She grumbled, wondering if the head maid had another errand for her at such your. Pulling herself together, she forced herself to the door and found another maid when she opened it."Prince Ulric demands to see you. He's waiting at the entrance of the quarters," the lady announced before swiftly leaving. Sheera rubbed her knuckles against her eyes, wiping off the remnant of sleep. As she made her way to the entrance of the quarters, her mind hovered over the reasons Ulric would want to see her at that hour. It was strange.She found him pacing restlessly. He seemed desperate. Scared. Worried. He rushed over to meet her."Ulric, is there---""I'm scared, Sheera. Something bad is about to happen," the words came out in a rush. Ulric had not been able to sleep at all. Each passing minute reminded him of the fact that Keegan was getting closer to his death. I
Sheera concealed herself behind the tree, her heart racing painfully, with a deep soul-wrenching hurt. Tears flooded her cheeks as she watched Keegan being carried onto the horse. Even the air was heavy with a foul sense of foreboding, and it seemed to choke her. She wanted to scream, to cry out, but she bit down on her lip, tasting blood, forcing herself into silence. She didn't make it in time. She wasn't fast enough to save him. By the time she arrived, Keegan was already down on the ground. He was... dead? She resolved to hiding behind the tree as she didn't want the others to see her and think she had something to do with the attack. They'd have to question her to know why she was there at that time. So, despite how difficult it was, she had to stay back and watch. ****While they rode on their horses, Sheera ran in her wolf form. They didn't stop for even a second to eat or catch any rest. They reached the Fortress in a day. "Summon Elke, Seraphine, Wulf... Every healer
Elke ran back to the room. "How is...""It didn't work," she cut Sheera off, rushing to prepare another remedy. It was as if time had frozen, and Sheree's heart had paused it's steady beat for a few seconds. "It didn't... Why? Why won't it?" Her words tumbled out in hurried, ragged breaths. Elke ignored her as she got her items ready. "Cheek for the shadowbind spell," she instructed. That day, they tried several spells for hours, but none of them worked on Keegan. By nightfall, Elke had given up hope."What do we do!? We can't just give up, he's dying!" Sheera cried. For the first time, she saw Elke shed tears. "Our hands are tied at this point, Sheera. We are going to lose him."****†Malkar could barely contain his joy. He never thought a day would come when fate would smile so generously on him. He felt fulfilled. That night, he shared a drink with his mother. She was the only one aside Ulric that knew of the plan, and unlike his pesky brother, his mother didn't criticize h
Each ticking hour was a torment for Sheera, reminding her of how close she was to losing Keegan. That is, if he wasn't dead already.She hadn't reported to her duties that morning, nor did she care about the consequences that might follow.The Fortress remained in disarray. More people still gathered outside, offering their prayers for the Alpha's recovery. It felt as though, the entire Howling Ridge was in mourning.l, and that realization gripped Sheera with fear. She wasn't sure she'd ever be able to bear the loss of Keegan.She had visited Elke that morning, and together, they repeated the same spells from the day before. But nothing worked."I fear he might not see another dawn," Elke told her.Sheera had cried until her eyes were raw, but even her tears offered no solace.Later in the day, a Keeper arrived with a summo
In all her life, Odessa had never heard anything more shocking—more unnervingly alarming.Releasing the arrows, Thessaly sent one sinking into Odessa's shoulder, and the other piercing her thigh. Odessa crumpled to the ground with a painful grunt, the rough forest floor biting into her knees."How does it feel, Mistress?" Thessaly's voice dripped with venom, the title 'Mistress' twisting cruelly off her tongue. "It feels like death, doesn't it? This is the pain you wished upon a pregnant woman. Anyway," she strode forward, her movements casual, as though she strolled through a field of flowers rather than toward her dying foe. "I will not blame you. I was indeed, an obstacle in your way and I'd have done the same. I have done worse."Odessa shook her head. The pain was fierce but not as scorching as it should have been, and something in her guts told her it had to do with Thessaly. "This whole time," the words were strained. "It was you...""Yes, dearest." Thessaly got close enough t
Odessa and Thessaly rode side by side, their horses' hooves muffled on the mossy ground. Once they reached a small clearing, they dismounted, each taking their bow and arrows in hand."You know, as much as I enjoy this hunt, Odessa, I still find it strange that you wouldn't let the Keepers or even a maid come with us," Thessaly remarked, her eyes sharp and scanning the shadowed trees ahead with her arrow aimed.Odessa was only a few feet from her, her own gaze darting around the surroundings. "We are being watched all the time, Thessaly. Don't you miss this? Being able to roam freely without the fear of being watched and judged?"She heard a crackling twig and turned swiftly, only to find a lone squirrel scurrying into the underbrush. She exhaled, lowering her bow."Don't worry, we're strong. We can defend ourselves. And even if you are unable to because of your condition, I'll protect you." Odessa added with a smile.Thessaly laughed. She lowered her bow to touch her round belly. "Th
Sheera and Morginna retreated to a quiet alcove beside the garden.Morginna had instructed the guards make sure no one disturbed them.She returned to Sheera with the cup of water she'd asked for, sitting next to her on the bench."Thank you," Sheera muttered, drinking from the cup, the cool water soothing her parched throat.They were calmer now, although it had taken time and tears to reach this peace.Sheera's burden was slowly being replaced by relief—relief that that she had found her mother.Elke was right. She felt lucky that she did come from her. The woman was strong, beautiful, smart, brave. It was rare to see such qualities in a woman.Sitting next to her, inhaling her edible scent... it was like a dream come true."I still can't believe it's true," Morginna shook her head, staring into the distance. "I had to leave Howling Ridge after giving you to that woman. The Alpha of Howling Ridge then—Alpha Samael—was a very ruthless one and was desperately looking for me because he
The whispers from the people grew louder, all of them amazed at her audacity.Morginna rose her brows, tilting her head."Please," Sheera added. "It's very important." Her eyes glistened with unshed tears now, one that Morginna noticed."Quite the nerves," Morginna muttered.Seconds passed. Sheera held her breath, starting to think the woman wouldn't grant her request."Everyone out!" She commanded, her voice revealing a veiled anger.The people scurried out, whispering and casting curious glances over their shoulders as the grand hall emptied.****†****†****†HOWLING RIDGE****†****†****†"This is not a good time, Thessaly. He's resting and believe me, you wouldn't want to bother him." Kalaril spoke calmly to Thessaly as he guided her away from Keegan's quarters.There was a maid following closely behind, holding a tray of treats which Thessaly had brought to offer the Alpha."I understand," she sighed wearily. "I just wish things were different. It's obvious Sheera took his heart wi
"Where do you come from, Sheera?" She laid emphasis on the name, drawing it out as if to measure its worth.Sheera wondered if she could as well hear the racing of her heart."Thalentis," it took Sheera a heartbeat too long to respond.For an odd reason, she held the woman's gaze, not looking away even though it was like staring into the depths of the sea.Thalentis was one of the villages she'd come across. She'd spent several weeks there and had contemplated staying there due to the good acquaintances she made."Thalentis," The Governess repeated, her eyes lowering to other parts of her body. Slowly, she began pacing. "I have been there. The river was one of my favorite places to be. It's water was sparkling and...." she sighed. "There was always something so peaceful about it."Sheera cocked a brow. "Is that so, Governess? Because the Thalentis that I come from, the river is not so sparkling. It's one of the major concerns of the people. Majority of the time, we have to rely on rai
There was a gathering in the hall. The grand hall was a breathtaking architectural marvel that commanded attention from the moment one stepped through its towering entrance. It sprawled out in every direction, its lofty ceiling seemingly reaching for eternity.At the far end of the hall was a grand throne made of dark wood, inlaid with silver. But there was no one on the throne.Sheera saw a woman, standing before two men. The others gathered around, as if witnessing the scene.There were a lot of people in the room, but the woman before the men... there was something about her. And in that instant, Sheera knew she was the Governess.She was a striking figure, exuding an aura of both beauty and authority. Her hair was colored orange and flowed into silken waves down her back. Her skin had a warm, sun-kissed glow, enhanced by a sprinkle of freckles across her high cheekbones.Despite her beauty, it was her sharp emerald eyes that truly commanded attention—intelligent and shrewd, they s
"What is wrong, Sheera?" Ravyn took her hand, finding her mood worrisome.She blinked rapidly, her lashes damp with a sudden intensity as she forced herself back to the present.By the moon, she needed to pull herself together. Anyone could answer Morginna. She wasn't the only Sheera in the world. Once, she had seen someone in Howling Ridge bearing Naya's name. That didn't make them the same person."I'm—I'm sorry. I was—" She cleared her throat. "Let's just go."She continued walking, her pace faster now. Ravyn caught up with her. "Do you know the Governess?""No! Of—Of course, not," she replied too quickly. "The name, it just—It used to be my late sister's name. My younger sister. Hearing it again just...you know?" She chomped down on her inner cheeks. Her heart wouldn't stop pounding."Oh. Sorry for your loss, Sheera.""It's fine. Can we just move faster?"She suddenly wanted to reach home and bury herself in the pillow. She was shaking now.Morginna. The name wouldn't stop ringing
Her tender moment was shattered by the door suddenly creaking open. She jumped. It turned out to be Ravyn who was coming in with a tray of sweets."Don't you knock!?" She snapped, quickly putting the shirt away into her bag."I do. Forgive me. This is my sister's room and I'm used to entering without knocking."Done stuffing the shirt away, she straightened up, her brows crinkling. "You come into your sister's room without knocking? What if—""I have been seeing them naked since the day they were born. Don't worry, it means nothing to me now."Sheera scoffed. Well, she never had a brother, so she couldn't relate."I brought you some treats," He set the tray down on the table. "Hope you enjoyed the food?""Yes. Thank you—for all these," she gestured around the cozy room."Oh, it's fi
"Get off me, you rat bastard!" She cursed, writhing beneath him. He was too strong. Gods, she needed her powers. "Rat bastard?" He laughed hard. "Now, that's a foul mouth. One that I like."He was about tearing off the fabric of her dress when someone struck him from behind. Sheera had seen the person coming and when the strike was successful, she sighed in relief. "Son of a... By the beard of Odin!" Her assailant groaned painfully, his hand clutching the back of his head as he scrambled off Sheera. Turning around, dread replaced the lust in his eyes. It was a young man, holding a wood, not looking a bit fazed but disappointed."Again? You're doing this again?" He asked with a heavy sigh.Sheera's assailant, now trembling, cast a nervous glance before turning back to her rescuer. "I—I—It's not what you think. We were just... me and her, we were just—you know?""Spare me your empty excuses. You can take it up with the Governess. She’ll be quite eager to meet you come tomorrow,"