Lost in my thoughts, I made my way back home from the run with Weston. I felt flustered, touching my lips as I remembered my kiss with him. He said he was going to see me tomorrow. Did this mean we were back to our original routine? Did this mean my best friend was back? As I walked through the dark streets, deep in contemplation, a figure emerged from the shadows, startling me.“Justin, what the hell?’’ I shouted, clutching my chest. He smiled at me as he approached. I felt apprehensive as he stepped in front of my path, blocking my way."Alondra," he sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "Still frolicking in the woods with the Alpha?"My heart clenched at his words, a mixture of anger and fear bubbling within me. While I did not quite like Justin, I always believed that there was good in everyone. And I hoped that he would become good someday. However, everything he does recently is always bad for me. I recall particia’s warning and i feel estranged with him. Nommater how muc
As I reached home, my steps heavy with the weight of my encounter with Bethany and Justin, a familiar figure caught my eye. Seraphina, sat on our porch, staring at her surroundings like a lost puppy. She seemed lost in thought, her expression Seeming confused and worried. She looked out of place here but maybe that was because she was royalty and one could hardly ever find her outside the Pack house. but I had learnt that Seraphina was different. I wasn't sure if I could be friends with her. Every time I looked at her I remembered Weston. I remember what he said. I remember that there is a chance Seraphina might become Weston's new mate. The thought of that tears me apart. I don't want to be jealous of her yet again my heart aches that she has what I can't have."Seraphina," I greeted her with a forced smile, my heart pounding in my chest. "What brings you here today?"She looked up, her eyes growing wide as she stared at me with relief. "Alondra, I needed someone to talk to. Someone
Everything had changed. Life working in the packhouse had taken on a different hue, an unsettling feeling rested at the bottom of my stomach while I moved around the walls, doing my daily chores. It was as if a dark cloud loomed over the place. A shadow of bad luck cast over the vicinity. It was unlike anything i've ever felt. As the days went by, the Alpha and I had barely talked. After our kiss in the garden he did not reach out to me the following day like he had promised. He had gone back to avoiding me. Making me feel like I was deserving of being a side character. or fading in the background. Mistress Mary continued to give me chores. Making me feel like more of a slave and less of a servant.Yet the more work I was given, the more it was situated outside the pack house and not in it. All of my work, like helping out with the kitchen operations or cleaning out their rooms, always revolved around the royal pack house. yet my duties have been redirected towards the warrior quarter
The garden was hidden. located behind the other side of the pack house where a lot of the houses would stop at. It was dark in the evenings, and not so lightful during the trees because of a number of large trees that mushroomed the place. It was isolated and no one hardly ever came here. A lot of the duties that are under the garden are given to me and that is why it was always the perfect place where the alpha and I met. However, I was already losing hope that he would ever want to see me again. He had avoided me and I had been pushed out of the pack house and been given responsibilities that did not pertain to the royal house at all. I felt isolated and rejected. I felt like he hates me. Had I done something wrong? And then, in the hushed stillness of the night, he appeared. Weston emerged from the darkness, his eyes filled with a mix of longing and apprehension. Our gazes locked, and the world around us faded into insignificance, leaving only the intoxicating magnetism that drew
As the early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, I blinked my eyes open, slowly, sitting up from my bed, I gripped the covers as i Pushed them away from me. Tonight, for the first time since my mom died, I had a nightmare. emerging from the clutches of sleep. Stretching my limbs, I yawned, ready to get out of bed. Unlike the nightmare of a dream I had, I was rather excited and rejuvenated for the day. I have not had enough sleep but still it was something. Last night Weston walked me to the door. and he kissed my forehead and he told me that he still planned on working through all that he promised me. Our moments in the garden had left me trembling. I had gotten a taste of what passion truly was. I have been a virgin all alone yet he had changed that. and instead of how uncomfortable and scary I expected it to be he made me feel safe and loved. He would stop right in the middle to ask whether I still wanted this. or whether it was okay. He asked for my permission before ta
I had grown accustomed to being treated as a lowly servant, always at the beck and call of my supervisor, Mistress Mary, my stepmother and stepsisters, other servants and the royal families. But amidst the monotony of my daily routine today, there was one person who was different—Luke.Luke was the beta to Weston, our pack's alpha, and he had never treated me like a servant or a lowlife. He was always kind, considerate, and treated me with respect. He treated me like a normal werewolf instead of treating me like less of a human. he didn't boss me around. if he asks me to do anything you would always be considerate and give me enough time to do it. you would even offer me an extent and insist that I didn't need to rush myself. I needed Patricia was happy to be with him. he was her mate after all and the both of them loved each other dearly. they were the pack’s sweetheart compared to Aria’s relationship with her mate.Our encounters were usually brief, as he had his own responsibilitie
The anticipation of Weston's upcoming party hung heavy in the air, and with each passing day, my worry deepened. The pack had been buzzing with excitement, preparing for the grand event where Weston would choose his mate. Over the past few weeks Western and I have gotten heated on almost every surface of the garden. It didn't help that there was no furniture but he always seemed to find a way to make me comfortable while he ravished me. He knew exactly what he was doing and how to do it. He left me craving for more. He left me wanting him and nothing else. no one else. Justin had significantly disappeared into the Pack house. Aiding with the preparations of Weston's ceremony he had become so busy that even Bethany herself felt lonely. Before, Justin would always come every day to visit Bethany. and they would spend hours in her room making sexual noises that work everyone in the house. However, even though we complained about it, my stepmother never said a thing about it. instead she
Even though my original plan had been to approach Patricia later after Weston's ceremony I just couldn't help myself. she seemed like she wasn't okay and as I looked at her I remembered Luke’s words. something definitely seems to trouble her. I was not sure on how to approach her but I knew that at the end of it it would be a decision whether or not to tell me. I did not want to be too pushy yet again I didn't want to leave her when she needed me."Trish," I began tentatively, "is everything alright? You seem troubled."She sighed, her shoulders sagging. "Alondra, there's something I need to tell you. Something I've been hiding, and it's tearing me apart."My heart skipped a beat, a sense of nervousness settling inside me. Patricia had never been one to easily worry about something. she would always approach a challenge head-on before she let it bring her down. but the Patricia I was looking at right now was not the same.She was genuinely worried and scared about something and that re
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