Lucian’s POV I walked back into the hut Emily and Joan were sitting in, and I took my seat just before them. My face fell on my palm as I tried to regulate the amount of things in my mind right now.‘We promised Ella that her mother would come back to her. How sure are you that she would come back, That little girl would hate you; she would be sad all her life Are you aware of that?’ Said EscarnoI ignored him; he was telling me something I already knew: I didn’t want her to die, not because I would be drowned in pain but because Ella would never recover from the shock of suddenly losing a mother who showed no sign of any sickness; she would constantly live in pain and anxiety. I had to do everything to make sure she survived.“What’s the stats? How is she doing?” I asked Joan, who was now sitting down and flipping through the book on her thighs.“She’s in a coma, Alpha, that’s all I can say. Her vitals are good, but I don’t think her brain is giving any signal to wake up; it’s simply
Selene’s POVPerspiration ran down my body. I had run so fast and so much that I had no control over my legs; all I did was run. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me; on my third sprint, I could hear the simultaneous thud of my heart.I was breathless, and my legs were giving out in sheer distress. Lucian was merely looking at me run back and forth, and since he hadn’t commanded me to stop, I suspected he was watching me go back and forth to check my resistance level; my legs were growing weaker and mildly stiff, but one more second wouldn't hurt.One more sprint and I was certain I would fall to the floor and probably lose my life in the process. I touched the tree, and as I turned to run back to where I had started running from, Lucian blew the whistle, and just like I had been compelled, my legs gave in, and I fell to the floor immediately.The world spun around me; my heart threatened to explode in my chest; I began to hyperventilate; I didn’t want to stand up from where I lay,
Lucian’s POV I was on my knees in my room, and I had the spell book before me; my eyes were focused on the page containing the words I was to recite. I had told everyone to stay away from the room for at least seven hours, and the only person allowed to enter afterward was Joan.And she was only able to enter after seven hours, which was first thing in the morning. Ella was secured in Emily’s room, and Joan suggested that she spend the night watching Selene to see if there was any progress; she knew what I wanted to do, and for the first time she didn’t protest or make me see things from a different perspectiveI placed my head on the pages of the book just as it was directed, and then I began to mutter the words I was supposed to recite. I was supposed to mutter it till I felt something out of the ordinary.I had recited it more than twenty times nonstop till the moon goddess deemed me worthy of her listening ears, and when the wind started blowing furiously in my room, I felt flames
Selene’s POV All of a sudden, my eyes bolted open.It was still very dark around me, but I knew I was awake because I could finally feel my hands. It was weird to finally gain control of myself; I had woken up earlier, but Joan told me to rest some more.Now I was awake again, still weak but more active than I was when I first woke up, but unlike before, the room reeked with an odd scent; it was pojant, and wet it smelt like metal at first. Then the scent became a little bit clearer, and I could finally decipher what it truly meant. ‘Blood?’ I jerked from the bed immediately before me, laid two bodies bloodied and bruised on the floor, and it was none other than the bodies of Emily and Joan. Someone had slit their throats, and now they are seated in a pool of their blood.“Oh goodness, what’s this?” I ran to Emily, and I shook her vigorously, but she didn’t move. I tapped her, and then I checked her eye, but her pupils were already rolled up. Fear engulfed me; she couldn’t just di
Selene’s pov It was a dream, but I saw Emily walk into the room.She was the first lady I saw when I woke up; she had a tray of drugs in her hands, and even though I had just healed and displayed something absurd, she sat beside me and talked to me.She never asked me about my wolf or treated me any differently.She made me believe I could have other friends. In the pack, she was there to always make me smile; she was the first lady to ever treat me like a living being; even my sister wouldn’t treat me the way Emily would treat me; she was a gift to me; she was the reason why living in the pack was bearable.Now she was dead.When she entered the room again, I held her and I cried in her arms. I knew it was a dream, and my mind had only created this scene, so I bid her farewell."Emily, I am sorry I couldn’t save you; I tried,” I said. She wrapped her hands around me, and she kissed my hair; she didn’t say anything, till I couldn’t feel her in between my hands anymore.I was hugging t
Selene’s POV Lucian moved over to the corpse, and he said prayer to the goddess to grant her soul a safe journey to the realm of the goddess, after he was done, he moved away, and the undertakers took the boat on their shoulders.The rest of the pack members carried her to the waterside, where we were to burn her body.I could not move my legs; it was a thing of pain and denial; I could not hold it anymore. As warm tears strolled down my eyes, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned, and I saw Joan beside me.I hugged her, she wrapped her hands around me, she exhaled with full force behind me, “Words can’t explain how much I want to thank you, Selene; I would have been carried on that boat if you hadn’t healed me. Thank you,” she cried on my shoulders.We stood there for a while till we pulled ourselves away from each other's embrace. Her eyes were red from crying, and the scar left on her neck as a result of Kyle's betrayals was still present and barely healed; she had a bandage over
Selene’s POV“Please”“Everyone in the pack thinks I would be the one to save them, and I would give them a safe life, far from critics of other packs, a life away from their past. But I can't, at least not without the moonstone.”I was instantly hooked. “What do you mean, you already saved them; they do not need saving?”“Winter is coming; do you know that? The kids will die, and only the adults with wolves will survive. I need more store spaces and more farming lands to be able to cultivate more crops and more supplies to feed everybody during the winter and build an aspiring nation. A pack is formed from generations of leaders, most times a family, but we are rogues. I would be going out to bring in more rogues who can’t survive in the winter, which means the pack would be crowded.”“So the moonstone would help? Is it like a currency?” I asked, and it still made no sense.“No, it’s the only thing that can take me back to the pack; I can’t have a say in my pack anymore because litera
Lucian’s POVI had done everything to keep her away from it, to shield her from the sickening reality of things, but it all happened so fast I could not control it.“You should come back to the pack; it’s not safe to be out here alone,” I said to her, then lent her my hands so she could use them as support as she attempted to stand up.After telling her how mentally deranged her ex-husband was, I could see the disgust on her face. It was unbelievable, I know, but it was true she would have to come to terms with seeing him being destroyed. It was already mind-blowing that a man like my brother dared to procreate.No, he had plagued Ella’s life with his genes; I would not let that.As Selene and I walked back to the pack in silence, I thought about what Emily had said. Selene was pregnant with Alexander's child, and she didn’t even know. How would I tell her now? She would be devastated to hear it. But sooner or later, when she had started seeing signs, I would have to break the news to
Selene POV Lucian stood before me with a plate of food. His face was less grumpy and soft. I didn't know if he was acting or just being good to me for goodness sake."Here, eat this. You missed your lunch which shouldn't have been." He dropped the plate in front of me, his tone strict."I thought you promised to eat properly from now on? You shouldn't go back on your words, Selene. It is not good for your health to skip meals," he scolded."Did you come here to give me food or argue with me because I feel you came for the latter.""Don't turn this into a fight, Selene. You did wrong by skipping your meal. I have every right to be angry at you for neglecting what's important to you.""I didn't do it on purpose. It's not like I had a choice..." I defended myself but he cut me off with a slam on the table."You had a choice, Selene. We agreed that no matter what, you will stick to your eating routine for efficient training. Don't give me that excuse of not having a choice," he muttered
SELENE'S POVAs I sat in my quarters, surrounded by the comforting scent of old books and the soft glow of candlelight, I was deeply engrossed in the pages of my worn leather-bound book of herb remedies, the intricate illustrations and detailed descriptions of various plants and their medicinal properties a soothing balm for my frazzled nerves. The sound of a gentle knock at the door broke the spell, and I looked up to see Donald, a member of our pack, standing in the entrance, a small, neatly wrapped package clutched in his hand. He smiled hesitantly, his eyes crinkling at the corners, as he approached me. "Selene, I brought you something," he said, his voice low and rough, as he held out the package. "I made it myself. It's a scent leg cream. I thought you might find it useful."I took the package from him, feeling a surge of gratitude and appreciation for his thoughtful gesture. "Thank you, Donald," I said, my voice sincere. "That's very kind of you." As I unwrapped the package,
Selena's POV “After the interlude with Lucian I went to tend to the nightingale flowers. As the days went by they required more care which was a little bit tasking thus by the time I got home,I fell head first into the warm,cozy comfiness of my bed. I was having a weird dream where I was able to actually best Lucian in the training field! I really loved the surprised look on his face and was just about to tease him when a loud knock on my door jolted me out of my sweet dream. “Who was that now?" Grumbling,I grudgingly rose up from my bed with my eyes still heavy with sleep. Opening the door I was surprised to discover Lucian at the door. It was still early morning with the sky still dull. Heck,the sun was not even out yet!However,with one look I knew why he was here, dressed up in training gear he was here to call me out for my usual training. “Come in.” I said as I turned back inside but before I could go far he spoke up. “No need for that,I came her so that we can
Selena's POV Tonight's sky was breathtakingly mesmerizing! The twinkling stars in the clear sky were simply enthralling,coupled with the sharp chirping of crickets and the cool night breeze, it created an ambience that felt relaxing. Clear,cloudless nights like this were a dime in a dozen as most of the time clouds blotted out the sky. They were especially great for telling stories as they made the whole feeling more….immersive.Under one of the many Magnolia trees that littered the pack grounds an old man could be seen narrating a story to a bunch of kids. He was old Alfred one of the oldest members of the pack,once a great warrior an injury he received had made him feeble. Now he was a guardian of the younger generation guiding them forward.Clearing his throat he started his story. “ A very long time ago…”" How long ago pa Alfred?" One of the kids interrupted with a curious expression. " Hoho,long before even I was born, but let's get back to the story . So where
CHAPTER 115SELENE'S POVAs I stood amidst the bustling activity of our pack's farm, my eyes couldn't help but wander to the figure of Lucian, his muscles rippling beneath his sleeveless shirt as he labored to construct the new greenhouse. The sun beat down upon his back, casting a sheen of sweat across his skin, and I felt a flutter in my chest, a sensation that I promptly suppressed with a surge of irritation. Why must I always find myself drawn to him, even after the argument we had just shared? And to make matters worse, he had teased me mercilessly about my appetite that morning, his eyes glinting with amusement as he watched me devour my meal with gusto. I hated that he could still affect me so, that he could still make me feel like a foolish, lovesick child.Determined to put Lucian from my mind, I threw myself into my work, focusing intently on the task of planting the new crops. The feel of the cool, damp soil between my fingers was calming, and I lost myself in the simp
Chapter 114Lucian’s POV“Do you want more?” I asked Selene.“And I think you might want to slow down a bit Selene, the food is right here in this tent. No one's coming in to take it away from you.” She was taking in everything at a speed I feared greatly might end up requesting the presence of a healer.She glared at me. “Are you mocking me, Lucian?”I raised my hand in protest. “I wouldn't dare.” I thought to myself, I'm just trying to help, but I guess that's not how she sees it.She nodded, as if content with my reaction. “Better.”“And besides, what are you still doing here in my tent?” she added. “Waiting to see if you'd want more,”She scoffed. “I think I've had enough, thank you.” Her tone was polite, but I could sense the underlying tension.I nodded, feeling a pang of awkwardness rose in my chest. Was this ever going to end?“Alright, I'll leave you to rest then.” I stood up, my eyes meeting hers for a brief moment before I turned to leave.As I stepped out of the tent, I w
Lucian’s POV I was sharpening my dagger in my tent when I caught sight of Selene walking like she was being chased at the same time sniffing the air like a dog. I didn't know when I stood from my seat and followed her, my lips stretching into a smile of delight when she finally came to a stop in front of the royal kitchen. Cravings. She definitely had a craving. What solidified my resolve was the face she had made asking the chef for meatball subs with mozzarella cheese. I mean who asks for such weird combination and in the morning at that?I didn't want her to see me so I had kept a great distance between us, just watching the scene that was playing out between her and the chef. The chef…by the gods, the look on the chef's face was one I could kill to see again. The man looked like he was watching a patient from an asylum talk to him and couldn't believe his ears. Selene on the other hand didn't seem to care, she went on begging to have a portion even when it wasn't ready. He
Selene’s POV I woke with a start. My tongue felt sore and my body disoriented as I tried to stand to my feet. Today's supposed to be the first day of building my afrm but it felt like I'd been rammed into by a pack of rogues and left to die on my bed. Jeez, this definitely had to be the cons of being pregnant. But there’s no hella way I was letting that get to me. After I had left Lucian's room, I had drafted out the activities I was going to carry out today, more like pioneer since I was pregnant and couldn't really do much just for the safety of my baby. The first thing on my list was checking out some plots of land available in the pack to be sold, leased or rented. Thankfully, despite the bad blood between Lucian and I, he'd forwarded to me a list of persons with lands ready to be sold or leased so all I had to do was inspect and choose. Afterwards, I'll make payments, put up and ad for workers and if time permitted, start clearing if it was a bushy land. I pushed myself for
Selene's povMy joy knew no bounds knowing that Lucian was super willing to help me finally achieve my dream of owning a farm. The thought sent a thrill through me, so much so that I didn't know when I chuckled and did a happy dance as I trudged through the hallway. “Look at you, all happy huh?” My wolf teased. “Girl, who wouldn't be?” I retorted, chuckling the more as my mind wandered to my cooked up imagination of me standing in my own huge, long plot of land, sowing seeds into the soil alongside my workers. Surreal was an understatement of how the thought made me feel. But almost immediately, my reverie ended. Somehow my mind defiled my constraints and traveled back to the time when I had asked Lucian what was wrong with him and how he'd coldly told me off. I could feel my heart shattering into multiple pieces again as the scene replayed in my head again. Was I ever going to move past that? The cold looks in his eyes, the venom in his voice, the way he'd quickly rebuffed me,