Ethan stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable. His eyes were dark, filled with a storm of emotions that he kept carefully hidden behind a confident stride. He stepped into the room and shut the door gently behind him. His presence instantly commanded attention. Lucy felt a shiver run down her spine as his gaze locked onto hers, a silent exchange passing between them that sent her heart racing.
The silence that settled over the room was thick and heavy, each of them lost in their own thoughts. Ethan stood near the door and took a brief look at the three women as he grappled with the implications of what Lucy had just said. The idea of Lucy needing to find her mate had struck a chord with him, but he kept his emotions tightly controlled, unwilling to let anything slip. His jaw clenched as he tried to process the weight of the situation.
Ethan took a step forward and the atmosphere shifted, a tension thickening the air like a storm cloud hovering overhead. Lucy's words had just left her lips, and the realization of what she had said hung heavily among everyone present in the room. And the sudden presence of Ethan only amplified their unease. Marie wasn't too moved by what had just happened but the two women silently processed the implications of what he might have heard.
Katherine’s heart raced, her mind scrambling to assess the situation. She didn’t trust Leo—not in the slightest—and by extension, she wasn’t sure about Ethan either. Ethan helping Lucy while she was unconscious did not change her mind towards him as she knew Ethan to be Leo’s right-hand man, after all, and his loyalty would naturally lie with his master. The thought of Ethan reporting back to Leo about Lucy’s predicament filled Katherine with a cold dread.
*What have I done?* she thought, cursing herself for speaking so openly in front of Lucy. *If only I hadn't brought it up that Lucy would need her mate if she wants to survive then all this wouldn't have happened.” “What if Ethan tells Leo…* She couldn’t finish the thought. The idea of Leo knowing of Lucy's solution to her problem. Him possibly using the information to treat Lucy as he deem fit made her blood run cold.
She glanced at Ethan, trying to read his expression, but his face was unreadable, a mask of calm that revealed nothing. Katherine’s distrust deepened. *This must not get out… who will Ethan tell?,* she resolved, her mind racing to find a way to mitigate the damage. *I need to make sure Ethan keeps this to himself. But how?*
Lucy, on the other hand, felt a wave of anxiety crash over her the moment Ethan walked in. Katherine’s words had already unsettled her, and the idea that her only hope of unlocking her wolf was tied to finding her mate was overwhelming enough on its own. But now, with Ethan standing there, possibly having overheard everything, Lucy’s unease turned into something bordering on panic.
*Leo can't know of this but there's no way he wouldn't know. Ethan would tell him everything,* Lucy thought desperately, her pulse quickening. *Not yet, not anyone can know about this.* The last thing she wanted was for Leo—or anyone else, for that matter—to know the key to her problem. The thought of Leo knowing made her feel vulnerable in a way she wasn’t prepared for. *If Leo finds out, what will he do?* she wondered, fear curling in the pit of her stomach. *Would he try to help, or would he see it as a weakness to exploit?*
She stole a glance at Katherine, hoping for some sort of reassurance, but Katherine’s eyes were filled with the same concern that was coursing through Lucy. They were both thinking the same thing: *How much did Ethan hear?* And more importantly, *What would he do with that information?*
The silence stretched on, the weight of their unspoken thoughts pressing down on the room. Ethan, sensing the tension and fully understanding its cause, stood there quietly, observing the two women with a hint of suggestions.
Katherine finally broke the silence, her voice carefully measured. “Ethan, I thank you for helping out to revive Lucy.” She stood up on her feet and bowed slightly, trying to keep her tone casual.
Ethan glanced at Lucy, noting her pale complexion and the lingering unease in her eyes. “It’s okay… It's Leo you should be thanking. Well, I just wanted to check in,” he said slowly, his gaze shifting between the two women. “Make sure everything’s alright.”
Lucy forced a small, shaky smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Everything’s fine, Ethan,” she replied, her voice betraying a trace of the anxiety she was trying to hide. “Thank you so much Ethan. At least, Leo isn't here to receive my thanks.” She took a deep breath in.
Ethan gave a small nod and silence loomed in the air as it took over the room. Marie, seated beside Lucy, was equally troubled. The idea of a mate had hit her hard too, but in a different way. She was torn between her concern for Lucy and her understanding of the political reality they were all living in. The idea of Leo being Lucy’s mate was not something she had ever truly considered, and the complications it could bring filled her with dread.
Ethan finally broke the silence, turning his gaze to Katherine. "How do you know about Lucy's curse?" His voice was steady, but there was an undercurrent of suspicion.
Katherine met his gaze, her expression carefully controlled. She knew she had to tread carefully. “Mason told me,” she replied, her voice measured and calm. “Mason was Lucy's Father. He was a guard here, though a lower rank.” She paused and took a brief look at Lucy before she continued with her explanation. “I've known Lucy since she was born and I took care of her.”
Ethan gulped, his gaze unwavering as he pressed on with his gaze on Katherine. “So, where is Mason?”
“Was my father not that important in this pack for you not to know that he's no more?… I lost him.” Lucy grinned as he responded to Ethan's question.
Ethan's mused, unable to respond to Lucy's question and accusations. He grunted and just folded his lips. He turned to notice Katherine since she was the one answering his questions before Lucy interrupted. Katherine understood the gesture and continued.
“Before Mason died, he confided in me about Lucy. He didn’t explain much, just that it was something that affected Lucy deeply. I don’t know the full story or the reason behind it, but that’s all I know.”
Ethan narrowed his eyes slightly, considering her words. He knew there was more to the story, but now wasn’t the time to press further. After a moment, he gave a curt nod, seemingly accepting her explanation, though his mind continued to churn with questions. He glanced at Lucy one last time before turning on his heel and stepping out of the room. It took him a few seconds before he shut the door behind him as he stopped to take a brief look at the three women.
As Ethan left, the room was plunged back into silence. Lucy, Marie, and Katherine exchanged glances, each of them feeling the weight of what had just transpired. The air was thick with tension, unspoken thoughts hanging between them like a cloud.
Lucy was the first to speak, her voice quiet and tinged with uncertainty. “What do you think Ethan will do?”
Katherine sighed, her brow furrowing in thought. “He’ll probably tell Leo,” she answered, her tone resigned. “He’s loyal to Leo, and he’ll want to make sure he knows what’s going on.”
Marie nodded in agreement, though there was a trace of worry in her eyes. She turned to Lucy, her voice soft as she asked, “But what about you, Lucy? What will you do? If Leo really is your mate… well, there’s no way anything can happen between you two. Not during Alpha Eric’s reign.”
Lucy's heart sank at Marie's words, the reality of her situation pressing down on her like a crushing weight. She opened her mouth to respond, but no words came out. She felt a knot of fear tightening in her chest, a fear that she might fall back into that dark, unconscious state. She closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing, to calm the storm inside her.
Katherine watched Lucy closely, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Are you sure Leo is your mate, Lucy?” she asked, her voice carrying a hint of skepticism. “I don’t like him. There’s something about him that doesn’t sit right with me. Remember what I told you about his father? He can't be any different.”
Lucy opened her eyes and looked at Katherine, her expression conflicted. “I’m not sure of anything anymore,” she admitted, her voice tinged with frustration. “I can't deny the fact that I want him, I can feel the connection, but… nothing around us supports it. Everything is working against us.”
Katherine nodded slowly, understanding what Lucy was going through. But before she could respond, the door to the room was thrown open with a loud bang, startling all three women. They turned to see Isabella standing in the doorway, her face flushed with anger and determination. She slammed the door shut behind her, her chest heaving as she glared at them.
Isabella stood with an unfriendly gaze. “Alright,” Isabella snapped, her voice sharp and demanding. “What the hell is going on?”Lucy’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of Isabella. Isabella’s sudden entrance had shattered the fragile calm that had settled over the room, and now tension crackled in the air like electricity. Lucy sat up straighter, her eyes wide as she tried to gather her thoughts. Marie was the first to react, her eyes narrowing as she shot Isabella a disapproving look. “Isabella, I don't… I mean.!” she stammered as she could not get her words together.“Can someone please help her out?”Isabella interrupted, her voice rising. “What is she trying to say?” She demanded, turning to notice Lucy.Katherine exchanged a glance with Lucy, who looked pale and exhausted, the weight of everything bearing down on her. But there was no avoiding it now. Isabella wasn’t going to leave until she had answers. And for the fact that she had come around before and met the door locked a
*”What does she mean by getting ready for tonight's work?... Was she deaf and could not hear what we've been saying to her”* Lucy's stomach twisted at the command, the weight of it pressing down on her. She had barely regained consciousness, her body still weak, and now Isabella expected her to go back to work as if nothing had happened? *”How could she?”* Lucy wagged her head to get the thoughts off her mindIsabella’s gaze shifted to Katherine, who had been standing silently by Lucy’s side. “Katherine,” she said sharply, “are you done with your job?”Katherine hesitated only for a moment before tilting her head slightly, a gesture that signaled her answer. No, she wasn’t done, and at that instant Isabella’s impatience became palpable.“Then what are you still doing here?” Isabella snapped, her voice cold. “Get back to your post. Now.”Katherine’s response was immediate. She nodded quickly, her movements sharp with urgency, and without another word, she turned and left the room. The
Lucy stood, still frozen on the spot as she pressed on with her gaze on Leo. For a brief moment, the world seemed to narrow down to just the two of them, the distance between them feeling simultaneously too far and too close. The connection grew stronger as she watched him, like it's pulling her forward like an invisible thread connecting them. But within a split second , she wagged her head and grunted as Leo wasn’t alone. Just behind him, Ethan stood with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. Their eyes met for a fleeting second, but Lucy looked away. Isabella was also there, her presence, a figure that portrayed resentment.She took a glance at Leo and had her thoughts *Why is he just standing there?* she wondered, her thoughts racing. *Why isn’t he asking about me? Does he even care?*Marie had told her that Leo had been the one to instruct Ethan to take care of her, to ensure her safety. She had clung to that thought in her moments of fear and uncertainty, believing that i
Leo and Ethan met with the guard on the way. The guard immediately bowed his head while Leo watched him. There was silence that hung amongst them, inciting great tension. Leo narrowed his thoughts, knowing he had been missing and instead of him working on the errand his Father had sent him, he was busy doing something else and the guard allocated to him would be wondering what had happened and where he had been. Leo sighed deeply but kept mute, knowing that the guard was already curious as to where he had been. The guard, still a bit uneasy from having lost sight of Leo earlier, broke the silence first."Leo, I searched everywhere for you, but you vanished. I was starting to worry," the guard said, his voice a mix of concern but relief, since he found him already.Leo glanced at the guard with a smirk, trying to lighten the mood. "I needed some air. Can’t have you following me everywhere, can I?" Leo shrugged and took a brief look at Ethan so he would give away some expression to sup
Lucy and Marie worked in silence, their brooms scraping the dust-covered floor of the room meant for Aiden. The air was thick with the scent of neglect, cobwebs clinging to the corners like the room had been forgotten for years. They swept and scrubbed, the grime gradually giving way to a cleaner, fresher space. The old wooden floors began to gleam under their efforts, and the room slowly transformed from a forgotten corner of the pack house into something worthy of the Lycan Prince.Lucy sighed, a loud whisper that echoed in the room. Marie nodded her head. “We're almost done,” she said with a rasped breath. Lucy smiled agreeing with Marie. “I really need a good night's sleep after this, not awaiting Aiden's arrival.” Lucy yawned, trying to cover her mouth with the back of her hand. Marie rushed to her in an attempt to shut her up. Lucy discontinued from yawning, her hand hung in the air as she furrowed her eyebrows trying to catch a glimpse of Marie's action. “Marie, are you okay
Isabella barged into the room, her presence immediately instilling fear. Instinctively, both Lucy and Marie scrambled to their feet, their hearts racing with a mixture of fear and surprise. Isabella ignored them both as her eyes caught the view of the room. Her eyes swept across the room, taking in the sight of their work.She nodded her head and clapped her hands slowly, a satisfied smirk played on her lips as she observed the clean and well swept room. “Well, well, well,” she drawled, her tone laced with a hint of mockery. “It seems you two have actually done something right for once.”Lucy and Marie exchanged a quick glance, both unsure of how to respond. They stood silently, waiting for whatever command Isabella would issue next. The tension in the room was palpable and Marie could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Marie brushed her shoulder against Lucy's. Lucy glanced at her as she noticed the gesture on Marie's face, a sign that tells her to bow her head. Lucy nodded but d
Lucy's feet came to an abrupt stop. There he was–Leo. He was walking down the hallway, dressed in a fitted black jacket and jeans towards Lucy. Lucy mused, and could only stare while Marie followed the direction of Lucy's eyes to see what had stopped her from moving. Lucy watched as Leo walked, his presence which seemed to command attention without effort as everyone bowed as he walked past them. His stride was confident, each step deliberate, exuding the natural authority he carried as the Alpha's son. The fitted black jacket he wore clung to his muscular frame, the fabric emphasizing the sharp lines of his broad shoulders and chest. The deep black color contrasted against his skin, highlighting his powerful build. His jeans fit him perfectly, completing the look that radiated a minor casual dominance and raw masculinity.His hair, dark and slightly tousled, fell effortlessly across his forehead, giving him an air of careless perfection. As Leo walked closer, time seemed to slow fo
Leo stood at the front of the main gate, his posture straight and commanding, as though he were a living statue carved from the stone of authority itself. His hands were clasped firmly behind his back, his eyes fixed on the approaching figure. Beside him was Ethan, who stood with an equally serious demeanor, his sharp eyes scanning the scene with a mixture of scrutiny and concern.Behind them also, a contingent of guards maintained their positions, their expressions betraying nothing but readiness. The air was tense with anticipation, each member of the pack aware of the significance of the visitor about to arrive.Isabella soon emerged from behind them, her presence purposeful. She stood at first on a spot but soon maneuvered to Leo side, her gaze immediately drawn to the distant figure on the horizon. As she took her place next to him, the space between them felt charged with unspoken emotions. Her heart fluttered nervously, a blend of excitement swirling within her. Her affection
The tension in the air was fierce even after the fight had come to an abrupt halt. Dust from the scuffle lingered in the breeze and the faint murmur of the dispersing crowd hummed in the air. Leo's hand was still stiffened in the air as he looked up. All focus shifted to the one who had stopped the fight. Alpha Eric stepped in the training ground, his presence commanding immediate attention. Eric strode forward with long, purposeful steps, his silver edge clock billowing slightly behind him. His guards flanked him, their expressions stoic and beside him walked Ethan. Ethan has been the one to deliver the news of the escalating fight. Ethan's eyes scanned the ground, his sharp gaW noting every detail, from the guards to the pack members.Leo straightened the moment he saw his father approach, wiping the sweat from his brow as he quickly stood to his full height. Aiden, however, didn't move right away. Sitting on the dusty ground, he tilted his head slightly, spitting blood to the sid
The training ground buzzed with tension, the air thick with anticipation as Lucy hurried down the dusty path, Marie trailing close behind her. The sun hung high, casting sharp shadows over the guards and the few pack members who had gathered to witness the spectacle. Lucy's heart pounded in her chest, her feet barely touching the ground as she weaved her way through the throne of armored figures.“Excuse us,” Marie muttered, pushing past a particularly burly guard.Lucy didn't stop, her eyes scanning the clearing until she caught sight of the center. A small crowd encircled the two figures at the heart of the commotion, the tension radiating off them like waves. She stepped forward, ignoring the murmurs around her, and found a spot just close enough to get a clear view.She barely noticed the guards muttering about their presence or Marie's standing slightly behind her. Her attention was fixed entirely on the two figures in the center.Aiden stood in a composed stance, his hands clas
The question struck Lucy like a blow and she stumbled under the weight of it—not physically but emotionally. Her breath hit her and she blinked rapidly, trying to compare herself. Love Leo? The words echoed in her mind, unwelcome and painful.Lucy stared at the ground, her grip tightening on her clothes on either side. She didn't answer immediately. Her thoughts were a mess, tumbling over each other in disarray. Why is she asking me this? Why now? And what am I supposed to say?After a long, tense silence, Lucy finally spoke, her voice measured but laced with bitterness. “Leo rejected me with his own mouth,” she said, each word carefully enunciated, “and he told me to forget about him… and that's what I did exactly. Or, how can you expect me to love someone that doesn't love me, huh?”Isabella raised an eyebrow, her expression a mix of skepticism and disbelief. She gestured with one hand, a small, sharp flick of her wrist, as if physically brushing aside Lucy's words. “You didn't answ
The sudden impact threw her off balance, causing a few clumps of dung to fall from the bowl. The heavy bowl wobbled precariously and she scrambled to steady it.“Oh no!” she gasped, her heart pounding. She set the bowl down hastily, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Her gaze darted up, her breath catching in her throat as she took in the person she had bumped into.It was Aiden.He stood there, his piercing gaze fixed on her. His swift reflexes had saved him from most of the mess, but a smear of dung stained the sleeve of his dark shirt. He looked at it briefly, his expression unreadable, before his eyes shifted back to her.Lucy's fear spiked instantly, her pulse thundering in her ears. Her thoughts raced, chaotic and panicked. Why him? Of all people, why him?Aiden's eyes flicked to the bowl on the ground and back to her. His tone was calm, yet there was an undercurrent of authority. “Why are you carrying that by yourself?”His question was simple but it felt like a challenge.
The early days of the sun were faintly breaking through the cracks of the heavy curtains in Leo's room when he pushed open the door. The air inside was still, carrying the faint scent of cedarwood and smoke from the fireplace he hadn't lit in days. He exhaled heavily, shutting the door behind him and moved to the center of the room. He shrugged off his jacket, hanging it on the peg by the wall, before tugging his shirt over his head.The cool air kissed his bare skin, drawing out a soft sigh as he stretched his shoulders. His muscles ached from the night's relentless training—he’d spent hours in wolf form, rubbing and fighting to exhaust the emotions that had been clawing at him since yesterday. But the ache was nothing compared to the battle in his mind.Turning to grab a clean shirt, his eyes caught the faint rise and fall of a figure on his bed. He stilled, narrowing his eyes, his wolf instantly alert. It took only a moment for him to recognize the brown hair spilling over his pil
The words struck her like a blow. She felt her knees weaken momentarily, but she quickly steadied herself, her fingers curling into fists at her sides. How dare he? she thought, fury and disbelief tangling in her mind. He even has the audacity to call Lucy his mate right in front of me. Her composure wavered for only a moment before she regained her footing, glaring at Leo with newfound resolve. “And exactly are you planning to do that?” she shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “She's a maid, Leo. She has no standing here. Why make you think you can claim her? Not when your father is here.”Leo didn't back down. If anything, her defiance only seemed to stoke the fire within him. He took another step forward, closing the distance between them. “Because I'm going to be Alpha soon,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “And when that happens, you'll see. I don't need your permission.”The determination in his voice sent a chill down Isabella's spine. She narrowed her eyes, stud
The heavy wooden door closed behind them with a low cream and Isabella found herself standing in the dim warmth of Leo's room. The space was simple yet deeply personal, an extension of its owner.The air was scented faintly with pine and leather, and the faint bluish light of the moon filtered in through the narrow window. Her eyes immediately fell on the intricate carvings etched into the walls—images of wolves mid-run, trees swaying and the crescent moon. Each one was unique, bearing the unmistakable mark of Leo's careful hand.She stepped closer to one of the larger drawings, tracing the grooves with her fingers. “You carved these yourself,” she murmured, her voice reverent.Leo, standing a few places behind her, crossed his arms over his chest and kept mute, his eyes following her movements closely.Isabella inhaled deeply, her eyes roaming the room. It had been so long since she'd last stood here. She took in the sturdy wooden bed, its frame hand-carved to match the alls, the sta
The hallways were long and the stone floors echoed with the sound of Lucy's soft footsteps as she wandered aimlessly, her mind lost in a haze of confusion and turmoil. Her thoughts kept circling back to the words Isabella had said, echoing in her head like a constant drumbeat.“Aiden's ruthless, cruel… he won't care about you. He's never cared about anyone…”Lucy's head throbbed with the weight of those words, the uncertainty about what lay ahead heavy in her chest. She could barely hold onto the fragments of her thoughts, let alone understand the difficulties that surrounded her.Her temperature had spiked again, and she felt dizzy but that was the least of her worries.She had to focus. I have to get a grip, she thought. I can't let this affect me…But before she could lose herself again, she heard her name—soft, yet urgent—calling out from behind her.“Lucy,” Marie's voice broke through the fog.Lucy didn't respond at first. She kept walking, one foot in front of the other, her min
Lucy blinked, looking up into Leo's familiar face. His eyes were sharp, but there was a flicker of concern beneath his furrowed brow.“Lucy,” he said, his tone softening. “Are you alright?”Her lips parted but no words came out. She felt his hands tightened slightly on her shoulders, anchoring her as she swayed, her gaze fixed on the ground.Her silence gnawed at him, but before he could press further, Ethan, who had been following closely behind, cleared his throat.“Leo,” he began, his voice low but insistent. “You can't be seen like this with her. Especially not by your father.”Leo tensed, nodding his head. “I know,” he replied curtly, glancing at Ethan.“Do you?” Ethan pressed, stepping closer. “Because if your father sees you—”“I said I know!” Leo snapped, his voice echoing down the corridor. He took a breath, his frustration barely contained.Ethan fell silent, his gaze flicking to Lucy, who was only staring but seemed oblivious to their exchange. He sighed. “I'm just trying t