“Did she accept?’’ Weston asked, his arms around my waist as he kissed me deeply. my lips were planted on his as my arms were around his shoulders. I loved him. for the first time in a long time I could say that without feeling guilty. without feeling like it was a grave mistake and that I wasn't allowed to. For the first time in a long time I had the freedom to love who I love. without judgment. Without the fear of Execution.“ I love you.’’ saying it out loud felt more filling than anything I've ever felt. It felt like I had always been chained and those shackles were just broken. It felt like I had been drowning and someone had just pulled me out of the water. it felt like I had been sinking in quicksand and my head and finally made it up at the surface for a breath of fresh air. I was free. I was happy. The love of my life was my mate. And finally all the love that I had for him was not misplaced. it was rightfully their. he was my mate. Our mate bond had been so strong that even
“Whenever I come to the Pack house I always know I'm coming here to clean or prepare some food for the rest of you before you wake up. It feels so weird now.’’ I said to Aria, as we walked the Halls of the packhouse together. The truth is that it did feel weird. Whenever I'm here I am a servant. I'm either cleaning the rooms or preparing food. I was either on kitchen duty or storage Duty. But to walk these holes as the Queen wasn't a difference I expected. I felt overwhelmed. I felt like this always had been changed. Like the colors kept sucking me in.“ What if I cannot do this? What if I cannot be the Queen that they expect me to be? I'm not like all of you. I haven't lived my entire life being trained on how to lead and how to be a royal. I understand nothing about the etiquettes of dealing with other royals on how to be in your circles.’’ Aria rubbed my shoulders as she spoke. “ We all learn. and we all have a starting point. For us our starting point has always been bad. and for
He stared at me before pulling his hands away from mine. my heartbeat rapidly as I watched his actions. He got up from the bed before he began pacing around the room. He was quiet and I didn't dare speak up. whatever was going on in his mind or something only he could deal with. All I wanted was to be told what he felt. I knew that this was unexpected but I hope that it will be considered good news. “I am three months pregnant.’’ I spoke again this time specifying it. he turned to look back at me. there were tears in his eyes. I got up from bed before bringing my hands over his beautiful face. caressing his cheeks. wiping the tears on his face. He slid down from my hands and slowly dropped to his knees. I stared at him with confusion. He brought his hands over my stomach and then lay his head on it. and he listened. It was the strangest thing I had ever felt. having his hands wrapped around my waist and his head on my tummy was weird. not the kind of bad weird but the welcoming wei
The bucket of water clasped in my hands fell with a heavy thud, just as I was kicked to the ground. "You think you're special than us!'' Linda, daughter of the servant supervisor and the eldest among us all, shouted as she repeatedly kicked my stomach. "The Alpha shows you attention and you think you're special?'' She shouted, gaining laughter from her minions. "Please, stop!'' My voice came out whimpered and broken, I tried to clasp my stomach but was met with the shattering tragedy of getting kicked again. "Weston becomes Alpha soon. And when he does, he finds a mate more worthy, and leave you to rot!'' The very words had shattered my heart. Not just the thought of being abandoned, but Weston choosing another as his mate. "ALONDRA!'' A masculine voice shouted at a distance, shattering the calm of the day. Linda stopped in her tracks and bowed her head, horror written on her face. "Alpha, I...'' "Save it, you'll get what's coming for you in the cells.'' Weston responded, befo
When I entered the house that afternoon, the atmosphere was dripping heavily with tension. I made my way into the kitchen where I found my step mother standing across the kitchen sink, staring at me with disdain. "There has to be something seriously wrong with you.'' she started, as I placed the basket of fresh vegetables on the kitchen counter. "Good afternoon stepmother.'' I say, fighting the urge to roll my eyes. "I just went to talk to the Queen and she didn't seem very happy to see me. What have you done this time, Alondra?'' "Nothing. Perhaps she was just tired, or...'' Thwart! A hard slap sounded across the room and I felt a stinging pain on my cheek. I placed my hand on my cheek, caressing it gently as I turned to stare at my stepmother. "Don't be smart with me. You did something." She said, pointing wickedly at me. "I am not going to have your whore behavior ruining my business with the Queen.'' she spat. "Weston is my best friend!'' I say, as I fight the tears that re
“Bu..but I thought you said you were going to wait until you found your mate.’’ I let out, finding the words even though my mind was a storm of emotions.“I am going to be alpha. That responsibility falls on my shoulders, whether I want to or not. I would want to avoid it with everything that I have, but I just can't. Everyone is looking up to me…’’“And I believe in you, Weston. You are my best friend, but I just don't think this is the right step for you.’’ I thought out loud, meeting his eyes for a split second. “A mate should be someone destined for you. you can't just choose one.’’“And you think I don't know that?’’ he let out, as he slowly walked away from me. His fingers found his hair, as he paced around. We were only a short distance away from the garden. “Alondra, all I want is to become a good Alpha, and if that means that I would have to sacrifice my own happiness for the bitterness of the park, then, so be it.’’“But you don't have to. You can be happy and the pack would
The birthday ceremony for Weston was not as bad as we all had expected. I had spent the time serving drinks and taking away some of the plates and dishes. While the Queen had demanded that it was a ceremony for wine and champagne instead of food, the food prepared for their children had been brought by werewolf dignitaries into the pack.Weston's birthday party was unlike anything ever seen. I couldn't help but feel that he was sleeping from my fingers already, as I watched him interact with everyone. I believed that sooner or later, things would have to change, and I wasn't sure whether that would mean our friendship dynamic as well.Feeling rather suffocated in the presence of such loyalty and conversations, I could hardly understand. I choose to sneak out and head to the balcony. I knew that none of them would notice me going because they were all engrossed in other conversations. There were more than enough servants to distribute the rest of the remaining champagne, in case any of
“Alondra, you incompetent child get down here this minute!’’ The loud echoing voice of my stepmother rang through the house, making me jolt out of bed in a hurry. My mind replayed the last minutes of yesterday before I went to sleep, trying to remember whether there was something I had forgotten to do. I had been so tired and held up with the preparations of the party. It was my chance to prove to my stepmother that I deserved to attend. I had promised to do all the chores she had given to me before the day came. Well, now, the day has arrived, and I'll be damned if she comes up with new chores. Suddenly, my bedroom door swings open, Bethany walks in with a scroll on her face. “Mother has been calling you for the past 20 minutes, is it really that difficult for you to get your lazy self downstairs?’’My eyebrows furrow, as I stare at her.“What does she want?’’ I ask as I pace around my bedroom, picking up a cardigan and draping it over my body. I open the bedroom windows and star
He stared at me before pulling his hands away from mine. my heartbeat rapidly as I watched his actions. He got up from the bed before he began pacing around the room. He was quiet and I didn't dare speak up. whatever was going on in his mind or something only he could deal with. All I wanted was to be told what he felt. I knew that this was unexpected but I hope that it will be considered good news. “I am three months pregnant.’’ I spoke again this time specifying it. he turned to look back at me. there were tears in his eyes. I got up from bed before bringing my hands over his beautiful face. caressing his cheeks. wiping the tears on his face. He slid down from my hands and slowly dropped to his knees. I stared at him with confusion. He brought his hands over my stomach and then lay his head on it. and he listened. It was the strangest thing I had ever felt. having his hands wrapped around my waist and his head on my tummy was weird. not the kind of bad weird but the welcoming wei
“Whenever I come to the Pack house I always know I'm coming here to clean or prepare some food for the rest of you before you wake up. It feels so weird now.’’ I said to Aria, as we walked the Halls of the packhouse together. The truth is that it did feel weird. Whenever I'm here I am a servant. I'm either cleaning the rooms or preparing food. I was either on kitchen duty or storage Duty. But to walk these holes as the Queen wasn't a difference I expected. I felt overwhelmed. I felt like this always had been changed. Like the colors kept sucking me in.“ What if I cannot do this? What if I cannot be the Queen that they expect me to be? I'm not like all of you. I haven't lived my entire life being trained on how to lead and how to be a royal. I understand nothing about the etiquettes of dealing with other royals on how to be in your circles.’’ Aria rubbed my shoulders as she spoke. “ We all learn. and we all have a starting point. For us our starting point has always been bad. and for
“Did she accept?’’ Weston asked, his arms around my waist as he kissed me deeply. my lips were planted on his as my arms were around his shoulders. I loved him. for the first time in a long time I could say that without feeling guilty. without feeling like it was a grave mistake and that I wasn't allowed to. For the first time in a long time I had the freedom to love who I love. without judgment. Without the fear of Execution.“ I love you.’’ saying it out loud felt more filling than anything I've ever felt. It felt like I had always been chained and those shackles were just broken. It felt like I had been drowning and someone had just pulled me out of the water. it felt like I had been sinking in quicksand and my head and finally made it up at the surface for a breath of fresh air. I was free. I was happy. The love of my life was my mate. And finally all the love that I had for him was not misplaced. it was rightfully their. he was my mate. Our mate bond had been so strong that even
“Patricia is a lot of things. and over the past few weeks I was confused as to why she treated me the way she did. but I believed that it had to be the pregnancy. maybe the hormones or something. but this? this betrayal against her own family and the Pack itself is unbelievable.’’ I said as I sat beside Aria, rubbing my hand on her shoulder. “ I know. when I heard about it I couldn't believe it.’’ “ I still can't believe it.’’ I answered with a chuckle. “ I mean it feels so unreal. everything around me doesn't feel like it's real. everything is crumbling so fast and there are so many secrets are spilling out.’’ I pose for a moment. my mates words ring inside my head causing my emotions to feel like a storm inside me. I feel stupid. I feel foolish. I keep on wondering why I have not figured it out. why I have not seen it from the start. how is it that my step mother had been a witch all this time and I couldn't even know it. what would cause a person to hit another so much that the
“Everything is going to be alright.’’ I whispered as I held him in my arms. I could tell that he was distraught. He was not okay and I was only trying my best to comfort him. my heart broke for him. While the Queen had been a horrible person towards me, she was still a person. And she did her job diligently. She was a wonderful Queen. She has raised and trained my mate to be a great Alpha.“ She was found dead in her chambers. Poisoned.’’“ Patricia killed your mother?’’ the words flew out of my mouth before I had the chance to stop them. and I was afraid of the impact that they would have on my mate. He lay his head on my lap as he cried. and I couldn't help but want to comfort him. but I didn't know how. All I could do was play with his hair and tell him that everything is going to be alright. this was the first time that I had seen him vulnerable. it was also the first time that he had let himself cry in my presence. I sympathize with him. what had happened to him is traumatizing.
“What do you mean?’’ My voice felt heavy and drowning, I felt dizzy. “Alondra, listen to me. my sister was working with…’’“ That's impossible. She's your sister for crying out loud. I would understand when you didn't believe me but how can you not believe your own sister?’’“ She confessed.’’ Those words were heavy and damning. like a testament I couldn't quite stand. working with Adrian? That's impossible. all of this had happened because of me. there is no way that she was working with him.“ Listen to me, Adrian is good at manipulating. He's good at twisting things. heat against those who seem weak and he exploits them. you did the same with me so I believe that your sister's confession means nothing. Adrian must be manipulating her in some way or forcing her to confess. have you look into the Marshall questionmark he must be blackmailing her anyway. investigate and check if…’’“ It's true.’’ he interrupted as he placed a hand on my shoulder. When I looked into his eyes I could s
“I made a mistake.’’ he let out, his eyes were cast down at my feet. I didn't know how to feel about this. He was the Alpha and he was my mentor. but he was admitted to me? That isn't right. no matter what he had done.‘ get up.’’ I let out a low tone. He had so much effect on me. I couldn't stand to watch him suffer. ‘ please get up.’’‘ not until you forgive me.” he let out as he brought his hands over his face and wiped away a tear. all my life I have never seen him cry. yet he was crying right now and he was crying because of me. What am I to do with myself? Am I ready to forgive him? what he had done greatly hurt me.“ You used me.”“ I never intended it to look that way. I have loved you every second of my life Alondra. From the moment I met you, I Loved You. and I have struggled to keep these feelings to myself all while being best friends. but when I found out that you and I were made I didn't take it very well. I was confused. the very thing I had been wishing for all my life
“What are you talking about?’’ Aria asked, confusion etched on her disgruntled expression. “I thought that you wanted nothing to do with me because Patricia hated me now. she accused me of wanting to sleep with her mate and ever since she visited me at the dungeon she believes that I put her brother's life in danger.’’ I feeling judgment in the air.“ You did nothing wrong, Alondra. you are only a victim.’’“ But you don't understand. The man leading the battle, his name is Adrian. I believe I'm the one who let him into the pack.’’ I could feel the weight of my words as I spoke them yet that did not deter me. She had to know the truth. “ I was stupid and I didn't know better. In my mind I was only helping a person in need. I brought him into our house and I nursed him back to health. but he ran away before I got a second chance. Only left me with a warning that the alphas' life was in danger and nothing more. I didn't know what to do. I was confused about Industries. I was being stup
Six months. He had known about it for 6 months yet he hadn't bothered to tell me. what was I to do with that information other than feel heartbroken? I would go to the moon and back just to protect my relationship with Weston. I would risk my very life just to make sure he was okay. Yet the courtesy of telling me the truth is what he lacked? I slammed my back against the wall as I slumped down and sat on the cold floor. I brought my knees towards my chest as I buried my hands in my face and began to cry. I couldn't stop myself. I felt broken and alone. the only person that I believed I could trust in the entire world had betrayed me. He didn't care about how I felt over those six months. Over everything that we do in the garden. over the love that we have shared and the trust that we rebuilt between each other. all of that just for him to Harbor such a big secret all along?The battle in the pack had lasted more than three days now. from time to time Weston would come into the room