AUTHORESS' POV “The officials are awake, my Lord,” a guard informed Miguel, and he called the rest. They moved to the Pack's guest inns, where they had laid them. Valeria notified the magirists to prepare a banquet immediately. Seven days had passed, and they woke up on the eighth day after the incident. They stared at each other, confused, but bowed in courtesy when they set their eyes on Miguel. Miguel explained to them what had happened and why they were there. Carissa's eyes caught someone among them, someone she had always relied on; the only friend she made while she was regarded as the future Alpha. Was she seeing wrongly? The man's eyes were also glued on her. She quickly averted her gaze elsewhere. “We are sorry for your loss, your Majesty,” they bowed. “Father wanted to ask for your forgiveness for deceiving the packs for so long. This is Carissa, whom you all thought was a man. She had to hide her identity back then to survive,” Carissa moved forward, explai
AUTHORESS' POV FIVE YEARS LATER “Why do I feel like something isn't right about this?” Demetrius muttered to Carissa as Xerxes' coronation ceremony was going on. She chuckled. “That is because you have never liked him. Remember all these years, you were always overprotective of me whenever I'm with him.” Demetrius cleared his throat awkwardly. He had never liked Xerxes for anything. He was always suspicious of him. Demetrius felt there was something dark and eerie about him, but he didn't have evidence to prove it. They were always at loggerheads with each other. He hated the fact that Xerxes was putting in all his best to get close to his mate, of all people. Why was Rissa not seeing anything? Wasn't the power of Isidora and Reece working on her any more? The last fight that ensued between Carissa and Demetrius was on the same topic. The words Demetrius heard from him that day kept replaying in his head. “Just wait until I turn the back of your mate against you. She will
AUTHOR'S POV CRESCENT PACK “Just wait and see how I turn you and your mate against each other. I will marry her in your lifetime. Just patiently wait, you fool,” he sneered and turned back on his heels. Demetrius couldn't take it any more. He was unable to control his emotions. He ran up to him and pulled him to the floor. “I dare you to repeat those words again, you bastard!” Demetrius raged. Xerxes had crossed the line again and repeated the words. Demetrius could see the determined look he had. He wasn't joking when he said those words. A fight ensued between them, and as usual, Demetrius took the lead. His wolf was taking over, and he was really causing Xerxes a considerable injury. “What do you think you're doing, Demetrius!?” Carissa screamed at them, separating them with all her strength. Xerxes' face was a total disaster. His face was disfigured with Demetrius' claws. “Teaching him a lesson,” Demetrius replied nonchalantly, trying to steady his breaths. Dem
AUTHORESS' POV Wolfgang Pack “Where is Rissa?” That was the first question Craspina asked Valeria. She did not dare to ask Miguel or Demetrius because of their dull faces. Valeria did not answer either. She just sighed heavily. “Please make sure Prince Shaquan is settled in his room,” Valeria said instead, and Craspina bowed as they left for the throne room. “My Lord, you're back,” Ceasor bowed before sitting down. He also looked around but did not see Carissa. He kept quiet, even when the urge to ask was so burdening in his heart. He knew Carissa's disappearance must have had some connections with the disappearing smiles on their faces. “How dare Carissa! Is she senseless? Even if her mate offended her, she has no right to slap him amidst crowds and, worst of all, betraying her Pack for the Crescent Pack. What audacity!” Alpha Miguel raged in the room. The room was shaken at his voice, and the guards at the door began to wonder what must have gone wrong. Their Alp
AUTHOR'S POV CRESCENT Pack “Put more strength into it, everyone. You can't fight your enemies like this,” she scoffed slightly, as the troops Carissa was teaching were not performing well to her satisfaction. It had been a year already, and she was always given one task or the other. She didn't know whether she liked it here or not, but she wanted to ensure that the hatred Xerxes hAUTHOR'S POV CRESCENT Pack “Put more strength into it, everyone. You can't fight your enemies like this,” she scoffed slightly, as the troops Carissa was teaching were not performing well to her satisfaction. It had been a year already, and she was always given one task or the other. She didn't know whether she liked it here or not, but she wanted to ensure that the hatred Xerxes had for Wolfgang Pack disappeared. Xerxes had appointed some royal troops to look after her, but she was training them instead. “Can't we just rest for today? I think I'm going to pass out,” Albert, the young
AUTHOR'S POVCRESCENT Pack “My Lord!” Albert ran to them, breathing heavily as if he had been chased. “Thank goddess you're finally here. Where have you been and why are you coming from the Pack?” She had expected him to come from the woods since she left them there. “Alpha Xerxes…he ordered us to be killed, your Highness. The guards will soon be here. You have to save us, my Lord!” He cried. What in the world is going on? Before she could even blink, guards arrived, pointing their swords at Albert. Carissa frowned deeply at them. “Albert is with me, what are you doing pointing your swords at us?” She voiced loudly and they lowered their swords. “Your highness, the Alpha ordered us to bring him either alive or dead. So we are following his orders!” Someone voiced from among them. “Tell His Majesty I will bring Albert myself. That's an order. Disperse!” Carissa uttered strictly, and they had no choice but to leave. They knew that even though they might be punish
AUTHOR'S POV CRESCENT PACK “Follow me,” Xerxes authorized and turned towards the palace. “What kind of mission could this be, Miquel? Everyone doesn't want you. The only love I see here is from your battalions,” Tulsi mumbled weakly. She had observed everything and noticed how cold Xerxes was. “Take her to my room and call the royal physician to check up on her,” Albert bowed his head and left. Carissa inhaled and exhaled, hoping that she would overcome whatever Xerxes had in store for her. “Your Majesty,” she called with a bow. “You can stop calling me that now, we are alone,” Xerxes chuckled. Rissa stared at him, noticing that the cold look on his face was gone. “No, your Majesty. You're the Alpha of this Pack, and the honour is yours. Is there something you wanted me to do for you?” She had been standing in front of him for minutes. Before, she would have been seated in front of him, but now she needed to keep her distance. “How about we make a deal?
AUTHOR'S POV CRESCENT PACK “That means the Sangoya kingdom is using him,” I told them, and they looked confused. “The Sangoya Kingdom is a spirit world. They once tried to manipulate Alpha Miguel and myself when we were younger. They didn't succeed. They want to take over the world and turn everyone into spirits.” “Does that mean Beta Decimus needs help?” She shook her head negatively at their question. “He sold out his soul to them to have it replaced. I guess they promised him they would rule the world together, ” she said, staring at them and smiling. “I will go now to avoid getting you into more trouble. As I said, I promise to get you out regardless of what.” They nodded, looking grateful, as she left the dungeon. She just hoped that whatever punishments Xerxes had for them, they could bear it. She got out of the dungeon and met some women there. They looked sorrowful. They immediately knelt down before her as soon as they saw her, taking her by surprise.