Regina
"Is she alright?" I heard someone's worried voice.
I heard a very familiar voice and opened my eyes, only to see Sam staring at me.
"Are you okay?" he asks, handing me a glass of water.
I nodded my hand at his words, taking the water from his hand and emptying the glass before handing it to Sam.
"What happened to you?" Sam asked.
I shook my head. "I don’t know... I was coming to your office when something hit me, and then bang, everything went blank, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself here with you."
"You don’t know I was scared; I was seeing someone lying unconscious with a Lycan," Sam signs as he plants a gentle hand on my forehead before ruffling my hair with his hand.
Lycan. Have I encountered a Lycan in my school? I don’t know, but if Sam is saying it, then it might be right.
"You sure... you're fine?" Sam asks again. "Can you feel any pain in any part of your body, or do you still feel dizzy? I can call the doctor if you want."
"Nah, I'm perfectly fine. See." I replied, getting up from the sofa that I was lying on and starting to jump in front of Sam. "Look, perfectly fine.
Sam smiles at my reaction before wrapping his arms around me. "You don’t even know how worried I was seeing you with a Lycan, that too."
I stopped Sam from speaking any further, not wanting him to remind us of the tragedies of past incidents. "Nothing will happen to me when I have a big, bad Alpha brother protecting me."
Sam smiles before planting a gentle kiss on my forehead. "Let's go home. We are having an uninvited guest come tonight." Sam's eyes darkened as he spoke about this uninvited guest.
I nodded my head, following him outside his office. I don’t have the energy to inquire more after such a tiring day. All I want is to go home and read my favorite book that Sam took from me in the class, but before that, I have prepared a special birthday present for Peter. One that can be both special and memorable for his 18th birthday.
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"Regina, do you do your homework before going out?" Sam called from where he was sitting on the couch in the living room, scolding me from behind my back as I was trying to sneak my way out of the house.
"Don’t worry, I’ll finish it after finishing my very important task."
"And what was that important task of yours?" Sam asks, diverting his focus from his files to mine.
"It's a secret," I replied. "But trust me, I will be soon."
"Fine!" Sam sighs. "But don’t blame me when I scold you in front of all your classmates for not finishing your homework."
"Bad Alpha, you can at least give me one holiday; I'm your one and only sister," I said, trying to emotionally blackmail him.
"Your words don’t work on me, and you are my sister; that's why you have to try your best to be better than anyone in this pack," Sam said. "Come back soon."
I squealed happily upon hearing his words, hugging him tight. "I know you can never say no to me. I love you. And bye." I run fast before Sam can change his mind.
And just as I came out of my house, I felt someone's eyes staring at me. Turning back, I see the same brown, almost dark eyes staring at me—the same eyes that were staring at me after me in front of Sam’s office.
But before I could notice anything else, the owner of the eyes walked inside the Alpha’s private office.
Strange…. Who cares? I have more important things to do than pay attention to him.
*****
Richard
A world unknown to many, a world everyone wants to know about but is unknown to many, a world where I am the king.
"Well, hello there," I announced to myself with a smile on my face.
The Alpha of this pack, who by now was busy looking at something on his desk, stood up fast, seeing me standing in front of him.
"Alpha..." he bowed in front of me. "I didn't know you were visiting the pack."
"No need for formality," I said, making my way to his chair to sit. "I’m not here for anything, but I’m here to take my mate with me."
"Mate..." Sam's eyes widened just after hearing the news. "Is someone from our pack?"
I nodded my head with a smile as her beautiful face came to mind. ‘She is, by the way, your sister,’ I wanted to say but was interrupted.
"Sammm." The door of Sam’s office opens wide as a pleasing fragrance flares through my nostrils. ‘Mate, my wolf chanted.
"Regina, what are you doing here?" Sam turned to look at his sister and then at me.
"Can I have the books back, please?" Regina pleaded in front of her brother.
I don’t like seeing her pleading in front of anyone; she is the future queen. But then seeing her all playful and childlike makes my heart throb in my chest.
You don’t even have a mere idea how long it has been since my heart beat so fast in my chest.
"Regina can talk about it later," Sam mumbled to his sister.
"Why?" She asked, turning her head towards me and staring at me. "And who is he sitting on your chair with?"
Sam sighs. "Regina, I will return your books, but now leave."
"Okay, and I have changed my mind... I'm not going shopping for anyone. I thought of cooking dinner." She continued to make Sam stressed, with his eyes focused on me. Whereas I couldn't help but smile watching her behave like this, I don’t think she has a mere idea of who I am.
"Regina..." Sam sighs again. "Do whatever you like, but just leave now."
"Fine. Why are you stressing so much?" She said this, giving a quick hug to her brother. "I will make you my favorite dish and also do my homework; just don’t forget to return my books.'' She leaves.
But again, she comes back, and this time her focus was on me. "Sorry to interrupt your conversation," she said, and she paused a bit, staring at Sam. "And if you’re hungry, you can have dinner with us. Sam cooked the best chicken for us today."
"Regina," Sam said.
"Fine… I’m leaving….," And she finally leaves.
Sam took some deep breaths, looking at me. "I’m sorry for Regina; she sometimes talks too much."
“No, that’s fine. So, you cook the best chicken." My words made Sam nervous.
"Alpha….,"
"Let me have a taste and see it myself then," I said, rising from my chair.
"But about the talk about Luna...?" Sam asks.
"Some other day..." I replied, smiling at the thought of the future when Sam will know that his precious sister is the Luna of the world-renowned Lycan, who is also known as a Beastly Lycan.
Regina Will Sam be angry with me? I may have disturbed his meeting. ‘Damn Regina, sometimes you can’t control yourself once you start talking.’ Shit, I hope my words didn’t make things hard for Sam. But then again, who was that guy sitting on Sam’s chair, even though I, being his sister, never once sat on it but was sitting on it as if he owned it? And why was Sam so nervous and stressed in front of him? I have never seen Sam so stressed in front of anyone; he is the Alpha, and everyone respects him, but that doesn't give a damn about Sam being an Alpha, as he is somehow bigger and more powerful than Sam the Alpha himself. I shook my head. ‘Why do I care? Who is he?' Right now, I am so angry at myself; all plans for today got ruined because Peter ditched me by changing our plans at the last minute. I was so happy to finally spend some alone time with him, but he had something important to do. What is so important that he has broken his promise? "I hate when people break their pro
Regina "Thank you for the food," Richard said, standing up from his seat. "You were right. Sam cooks the best chicken." "Told you..." I replied, with a big smile on my face. I like it when others praise Sam. "But why didn't Sam come for dinner?" I turned my head, looking all the way to his office. "He might be busy," Richard said with a smile. "But thanks to him, I get to enjoy such beautiful company and have such delicious food." "Well, thank you." I was surprised by his words. No one has ever praised me so beautifully before. "I enjoyed your company too." My words made Richard smile. "I hope… I could spend more time with you, but I have to leave." "Okay, but I would like you to come again." I don’t know why I asked something like that, but honestly, I kind of enjoyed being close to him. Talking to him, and most probably seeing a smile with his eyes staring at me. I walked, standing only a mere inch away from her. "I will, very soon. For now, take this." He handed me a card wit
Richard "Beast Alpha…." That's what they call me behind my back. But I don’t care about these titles because these are what keep my people safe from the enemy. But today Regina surprised me by asking my name because, before her, no one had ever shown any interest in knowing the real me behind the title. This is why she is our mate—because she is different from every other wolf. My wolf spoke in my mind, and I agreed with each and every word he said. She is different; even if she wasn’t my mate, I could smell the difference in her aura even from afar. Regina has Alpha genes in her aura, but along with that, she gives me a different vibe, a vibe I only ever sensed once from the wolf, whose power is far greater than mine. But why is that? Sam doesn’t smell anywhere near as similar to Regina, even though they are siblings. There might be something in the past that I’m missing and trying to understand. Regina is my mate and also a member of my realm, and I want to know every detail abo
Regina "Regina….," I heard a knock on my door, and my heart skipped a beat. I quickly glanced at my reflection. I don't know if I look good or not. Taking a deep breath, I walked towards the door, hoping it was someone I wanted to see. "We are getting late," Sam said from the other side of the door as I opened the door and saw him standing there, looking impatient. "I don't know if I should go... or stay," I muttered under my breath, unsure of what to do at that moment. "Why? What's holding you back?" Sam asked, his voice filled with concern. "What if I don't find a mate, or what if he doesn't like me for who I am?" I questioned my insecurities. Sam placed a comforting hand on my shoulder and replied, "You are amazing just the way you are, and anyone would be lucky to have you. Don't let fear hold you back from finding happiness." His words gave me the reassurance I needed to take that leap of faith and step out of my comfort zone. "And mates are not the only source of happiness,
Richard The hustle and bustle, the loud music—I hate everything about parties. The overwhelming noise and chaotic atmosphere of parties often leave me feeling overwhelmed and out of place. I find it difficult to connect with others amidst the hustle and bustle, making me question my enjoyment of such social gatherings. I would rather sit at the office and work or go on a long run alone, where I can find solace and peace. Parties seem to drain my energy, but today is different because somewhere in this crowd is my friend Regina. And just being close to her, even in the midst of the chaos, brings a sense of comfort and excitement. It's as if her presence alone can transform the entire atmosphere, making me more willing to tolerate the noise and commotion. But where is she now? I scan the crowd eagerly, hoping to catch a glimpse of her familiar face. But everyone here is wearing a mask, making it difficult to recognize anyone. I am annoyed that I can't see her face, but on the other
Regina I breathe fast, staring at the person who is my mate, my heart pounding in my chest. As our eyes meet, a rush of emotions floods over me, confirming the deep connection we share. "Can I see your face?" I asked, trying to remove the mask from his face. He hesitates for a moment, his eyes searching mine for reassurance. "Not here," he whispers, his voice filled with caution. "Come with me." He pulled me away from her crowd, taking my hand and taking me towards the forest. I can feel the excitement building within me as we venture into the unknown, our footsteps crunching on the fallen leaves. The air is thick with anticipation, and I can't help but wonder what awaits us in the depths of the forest. "Stop," I said as we reached a clearing, my heart pounding in my chest. He turns to face me, his expression unreadable. "What is it?" he asks, his voice filled with concern. "Let me see your face," I asked with my hands, caressing his cheeks. As he hesitates, I notice a flicker of
Regina Opening my eyes, I came face-to-face with a giant black wolf, its penetrating brown eyes locked onto mine. Its fur was sleek and glossy, reflecting the moonlight that filtered through the dense forest canopy. I could sense a primal intelligence emanating from this majestic creature as if it held ancient wisdom within its gaze. The wolf growled low and deep, a rumble that seemed to vibrate through the air. Its teeth glistened in the moonlight, revealing a formidable set of sharp canines. I could feel my heart race as I stood frozen, captivated by the raw power and beauty of this magnificent predator. I moved my eyes downward and noticed the wolf's muscular body, which was perfectly adapted for hunting and survival in the wilderness. Its paws were large and padded, allowing for swift and silent movement through the forest. I couldn't help myself from moving my hand to touch the softness of its fur; he purrs beneath my touch. As I reached out to touch the wolf's fur, a surprisin
Regina "Richard," I called softly, my head resting gently on his chest as we both gazed up at the vast expanse of the night sky. The twinkling stars seemed to dance above us, filling us with a sense of wonder and tranquility. He hummed at my touch, his fingers gently tracing circles on my back. The cool breeze brushed against our skin, carrying with it the faint scent of blooming flowers. "You know when you first came into my house, Sam asked me to stay away from you." He turned his face, looking at me. "He was right," Richard mumbled. I looked at him, surprised by his words. "What do you mean?" I asked, my heart sinking with a mix of confusion and sadness. "I am dangerous," Richard whispered, his voice filled with regret. "I have a dark past that I can't escape from. Being with me puts you at risk." My mind raced, trying to process his revelation. "And there are many wolves that would want my death because of who I am," Richard continued, his eyes filled with a hint of fear. "I
RogerI smiled, staring at the image in front of me, feeling a rush of joy and nostalgia. The conflict finally came to an end, and I couldn't help but reflect on the long and arduous journey that led us here. But what didn't happen in the past happened now; Richard and Regina are together, safe and sound, their smiles mirroring the happiness in my heart. Seeing both of them smile and hug each other brought a sense of joy and relief that was indescribable. It was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, knowing that their love had triumphed over all the obstacles they faced. The sacrifices they made and the strength they showed throughout their journey had finally paid off, and it was a beautiful sight to behold. "Roger..." Richard called, bringing me back from my thoughts. I turned to face him, noticing the tears welling up in his eyes. "Thank you, thank you for being there for us," Richard choked out, his voice filled with gratitude. "Without your support and encouragement,
Richard"Regina..." I mumbled, feeling the warmth of her body again, with her heart pumping again as if it had never stopped. She is alive, and her presence fills me with a sense of relief and joy. The thought of losing her was unbearable, but now that she's here, I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love. "Regina," I mumbled, touching her face and feeling her warm breath on my fingertips. "Richard....," I heard her mumble with her eyes, not leaving mine; her voice was filled with emotion. As she moves her hand to touch my face and wipes away the tears that I didn't even know were falling from my eyes, I realize how fortunate I am to have her by my side. I hugged her tight in my arms and whispered, "Thank you for being here with me. I don't know what I would do without you." As we held each other, the weight of my worries and pain seemed to melt away, replaced by a renewed sense of hope and strength. "Richard..." she mumbled, her head resting over my heart,
Richard"Regina..." I called out her name, hoping for a response, but only the echo of my own voice answered me. She is no more. I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach as I realized the truth. She was gone.The silence that followed was deafening, as if the world had come to a standstill. Memories of our shared laughter and conversations flooded my mind, making her absence even more unbearable. It was a painful realization that I would never hear her voice again. "Richard....," I turned my head to the voice and saw Charles standing there, his eyes filled with sorrow. "Go away..." I shouted through clenched teeth, my anger and grief intertwining in a volatile mix. Charles flinched at my outburst, but he didn't leave. Instead, he took a step closer, his voice filled with empathy as he softly said, "I understand your pain, Richard." "You understand my pain," I shouted with a bitter laugh, my voice laced with sarcasm. "How could you possibly understand? You didn't lose her; I
Regina"You should..." I snarled, ready to defend what was rightfully mine. "You should have known better than to underestimate someone who has learned from their mistakes. Now..." I said as I turned into my wolf form, my fangs bared and my growl echoing through the air. Both Richard and Roger launched from my back to Charles, their teeth bared and their fur bristling with aggression. We attacked Charles, our combined force overpowering him. His attempts to fight back were futile as we tore into his flesh, our primal instincts taking over.Roger took the book of darkness away from Charles's grasp and tossed it to me. As I caught it in my jaws, a sense of triumph washed over me. Richard continued to fight with Charles, with neither of them backing down. When Richard attacked Charles too, the intensity of the battle escalated. Their growls and snarls filled the air as they fiercely clashed, each determined to come out victorious. The adrenaline coursing through my veins urged me to jo
RichardI took my first step after standing paralyzed for so long, one step at a time, slowly. I can't breathe as I watch the scene unfold before my eyes get much more horrifying. The furniture is overturned, the walls are splattered with blood, and a chilling breeze sends shivers down my spine. My heart races as I watch the chaos and destruction that have consumed the once-peaceful room. The eerie silence amplifies the sense of dread, making it difficult to comprehend the unimaginable events that have transpired. I took my parents' photo from the closet, which I was holding tightly in my trembling hands. The image of their smiling faces brings a bittersweet comfort amidst the chaos, reminding me of happier times. And I run through the debris-filled hallway, desperate to escape the horrors that surround me. The adrenaline pumps through my veins, fueling my determination to find safety and leave this nightmare behind. Every creak and whisper in the house intensifies my panic, making
Regina"Let me do you an honor and show them struggling in their own minds," Charles suggested, his eyes gleaming with sinister excitement. He put his hand over my head, taking me to a different place. As I hesitated, unsure of what he meant, Charles continued with a sly smile. "You'll witness the power of manipulation as I delve into their deepest fears and insecurities, revealing the true extent of their inner turmoil." With an air of mystery surrounding his words, I couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and apprehension about what awaited me in this unknown realm. And there I saw Richard, bound and trembling, his eyes filled with terror. "Mom!" he shouted with a trembling voice, his fear palpable in the air. And I saw him turning into a five-year-old boy again, his vulnerability laid bare in front of me. "Richard, no matter what, don't come out of your closet." I heard a woman say it from somewhere in the distance. Her voice was filled with urgency and concern, causing my hea
ReginaMy heart skipped a beat as I saw the figure standing in front of me—tall and confident, just as I remembered. But something was different.Tears started pouring from my eyes as a rush of emotions overwhelmed me. He is alive. I couldn't believe my eyes. The last time I saw Sam was when he was lying lifeless in front of me after sacrificing himself to save Richard and everyone else. The pain of that memory had haunted me for nights, but now, seeing him standing here, it feels like a miracle. The weight of grief lifted from my shoulders as hope blossomed in my heart. "Regina, I missed you so much," Sam said, his voice filled with warmth and longing. The sound of his familiar voice brought back a flood of memories, reminding me of all the laughter and adventures we had shared together. My brother, my only family, had returned to me. I couldn't help but embrace him tightly, feeling a sense of completeness and joy that I hadn't experienced for so long. The void that his absence had
Regina"I can't let darkness stop me from moving forward," I thought to myself. "I have to push through and face whatever challenges lie ahead." With renewed determination, I took a step forward, ready to confront the unknown and trust in my instincts. I knew that I could find a way to overcome any obstacles and reach our destination. I took a deep breath and prepared to face whatever lay ahead. With each step that I take, my breathing gets heavier and my heart pounds in my chest, but I refuse to let fear consume me. Each step that brings me closer to darkness makes me lose my strength, and doubt starts to creep in. However, I remind myself of the strength and resilience that have brought me this far. I gather my courage and push through the fear, knowing that on the other side lies growth and triumph. As I cautiously move forward, my heart races with anticipation. The ominous atmosphere grows thicker, making it harder for me to breathe. But I continue with Roger and Richard, who ar
Regina"Then what am I?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. Roger's gaze softened, and he took a deep breath before answering. "You're something far more extraordinary, Regina." My mind raced with curiosity as I awaited his explanation, desperate to uncover the truth about my identity. The weight of his words hung in the air, fueling my desire to discover the depths of my hidden potential. "You're a Moonfire Guardian, destined to protect the balance between realms." Roger paused, his eyes filled with both admiration and caution. "Your abilities go beyond any werewolf or Lycan I've ever encountered. Your connection to the moon's energy grants you immense power, allowing you to manipulate the elements and heal those in need." "You mean I have the power to control fire, water, earth, and air?" I asked, my voice trembling with excitement. Roger nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "But be warned," he continued, his tone turning serious. "The moon's en