“They are coming, Mayrr, they are coming for us all. We need to move very soon,” the older man groaned from the door, and the woman looked up, tears filling her eyes as she watched her little baby covered in sweat and red from whatever he was infected with. He was in pain, and she couldn’t help him. That alone was breaking his heart; he didn’t know why it was happening, but it wasn’t the way he planned for his life to go. He closed the door gently, making sure not to draw unwanted attention to himself; he approached his young wife. He rubbed her head before placing it on his chest, and he knew everything would be alright soon; they just needed more time. Everything happening around them was enough for a sane man to lose his mind, but Liet knew he had to stay put for the sake of his family. “We would see this through, Mayrr. We would, I promise you.” He whispered with his voice cracking at the end, and they both fell silent while Mayrr cried. She cried for everything they had lost and
You would have heard of the man first before seeing him; the way his cane scraped on the floor when he was coming brought more fear than the noise of the cane itself. One word was perfect to describe him: he is ruthless. A man you don’t mess with, or else he would end you even before you know it. It was a known fact, and no one explored it except some people with death wishes. “All hail Alpha King Lucius.” The palace bard man called out, and everyone sitting rose in honour of the blind man who managed to bring an entire realm under his control without his eyes. The cane wound was getting louder, and the men in the room were getting more scared. Their alpha king never calls an emergency meeting unless he has found a mole. You don’t even want to know the effect of being a mole; know winding up dead would be a lot better. Or maybe to die mysteriously and never have to face the blind devil. “It’s such a beautiful morning. I can smell the freshness in the air, and somehow, the air feels
VESTA’S POV I stood before Lucius, my stomach churning with apprehension and resignation. His command hung heavy between us, a silent decree that brooked no argument. I was looking everywhere but him; the man was starting to get under my skin. "Vesta," he said, his voice a low, ominous rumble; even though I knew how much of a wicked person he was, his voice still had a way of eliciting some destructive emotions in me. "it's time for you to begin your etiquette training, you are going to be the future luna of this empire, you lack manners." he continued, and I could hear the distaste in his voice; some irritation started budding inside of me. There are better ways he could have said that, but trust my mate always to find a way to hurt me with his words. I felt distaste as I referred to him as my mate in my head. I was slowly starting to accept it, even if it was against my will. I nodded before forgetting he couldn't see me. I muttered a yes, and I was sure he heard me. There was n
I led the alphas to the training ground, the scent of sweat and anticipation heavy in the air. The sun beat down upon us, casting long shadows across the dusty earth. They had no idea what i had in store for them, and that alone made me even more excited. I had been acting soft for too long, giving them the opportunity to talk all over me and think they can get away with it. Ruining the name I had spent years building a reputation for, they knew what they were getting into when they got appointed to join my cabinet. In fact, every alpha of every pack in this werewolf realm would do anything to be in their position right now even when they knew how dangerous it was. I told them we were taking a stroll and I could still smell the thick fear in them, it was clogging my senses and giving me an ego boost. Their heartbeat was beating fast as they awaited their fate and it made me even more excited for what was coming. I shrugged off my shirt, the fabric falling to the ground in a heap at
The sun beat down mercilessly as I trudged through the halls of the palace, my steps heavy with exhaustion and frustration. It was my second day of training, and already, I felt the weight of my new responsibilities bearing down upon me like a suffocating shroud.Nana, the stern matron tasked with molding me into the perfect Luna queen, beckoned me forward with a sharp gesture. "Vesta," she said, her voice tinged with impatience, "time for your next lesson."I sighed inwardly, my irritation bubbling to the surface like a simmering volcano. This training was nothing more than a cruel charade, a mockery of my autonomy and independence.But I plastered a forced smile on my face, my mask of civility betraying the turmoil that churned within me. "Lead the way, Nana," I said, my tone dripping with false enthusiasm.Nana's lips tightened into a thin line, her disapproval palpable in the air. But she said nothing, merely turning on her heel and striding off down the corridor.As we walked, she
ALPHA LUCIUS POVThe air in the arena crackled with anticipation as I sat in my chair, flanked by three of my finest female warriors. Their presence was a testament to the strength and ferocity of my pack, a force to be reckoned with in the world of the supernatural.As Vesta was brought before me, I could sense the confusion radiating off her in waves. Her brow furrowed in bewilderment, her eyes darting around the arena in search of answers.I watched her closely, my senses attuned to every nuance of her being. She was a tempest unleashed, a force of nature that defied all attempts to tame her wild spirit."Vesta," I said, my voice calm and measured. "You have been summoned here for a reason."She looked at me, her gaze sharp and defiant. "And what reason would that be?" she retorted, her voice laced with skepticism.I smiled, a knowing glint in my eyes. "To test your strength," I replied simply. "To see if you possess the courage and skill to face your demons head-on."She scoffed, a
VESTA'S POVI groaned as I opened my eyes, my body throbbing with pain from the brutal fight in the arena. Memories of the battle flooded back, each blow a reminder of the merciless combat I had endured. And yet, amidst the agony, there burned a fierce determination, a fire that refused to be extinguished.I glanced around my room, the dim light casting long shadows across the walls. My handmaidens stood in the corner, their faces etched with concern. Relief washed over them as they saw me stir, their eyes alight with muted hope."How bad was it?" I asked, my voice rough with fatigue.Elliana stepped forward, her voice soft with admiration. "You were amazing, my lady," she said, a hint of awe in her tone. "You took down the first warrior, the strongest woman in the pack. No one expected that."A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips, a flicker of pride amidst the pain. It was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. And in that moment, I felt a surge of determination, a resol
VESTA'S POVI lay in my room, still feeling the ache that permeated my bones from the brutal training session. Each movement sent tendrils of pain rippling through my body, a stark reminder of my limitations.The door creaked open, and I tensed as Lucius entered the room. His presence filled the space, a suffocating weight that hung in the air. I glared at him, my defiance simmering just beneath the surface."What do you want?" I snapped, my tone laced with venom. I was tired of pretending as if i give a shit about him or his stupid obsession of making me into who I am not. He merely chuckled, unfazed by my hostility. " it’s nice to see that you are getting back to your old self, I miss it if I must admit. I came to inform you that your training begins tomorrow," he announced, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.I scoffed, incredulous. "You expect me to train in this condition?" I retorted, my frustration bubbling to the surface.He leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ski