As the pack healer left the Lycan King's chambers where I was lying, the Lycan King, Alpha Liams kept a protective arm around my shoulder. "Don't worry," he said, as if sensing my unease. "We'll take care of you and our child. I won't let anything bad happen to either of you." I smiled weakly, grateful for his reassurance. But I knew deep down that this was only the beginning of a long and uncertain journey for me. Over the next few weeks, the healer monitored my condition closely. Despite my concerns, she reassured me that everything was normal, that this was just a part of pregnancy troubles, especially during the mid stage of it. But I couldn't clear off the feeling that something was different about my situation. Alpha Liams was a constant presence by my side, his protectiveness never wavering. He would check in on me almost every second of the day, making sure I had everything I needed and offering me some words of encouragement. As the weeks went on, my exhaustion became more
The day of the mating ceremony finally arrived, and I was both excited and nervous at the same time. My baby bump had grown significantly, making it quite difficult for me to move around comfortably. I had been closely monitored by the healer, Milla, and while there were still some unusual markers in my blood, she had assured me that my pregnancy was progressing normally. Alpha Liams stood at the front of the pack house, dressed in his finest ceremonial garb. He looked regal and imposing, his eyes fixed on me as I approached. I was wearing a flowing white gown that was specially tailored to accommodate my growing belly. The pack members were gathered around us, watching in silent anticipation. It was a solemn occasion, and everyone knew the significance of what was about to happen. Alpha Liams extended his hand, and I took it, feeling a surge of warmth and love. He led me to a spot in front of the pack members, and we turned to face each other. "Brothers and sisters," Alpha Liams b
Alpha Liams and I were sitting in his study, surrounded by his most trusted pack members, trying to figure out how to deal with the hunters who were threatening our existence. The pack was on high alert, and everyone was on the edge. We needed to find a way to protect ourselves and our growing pup. "Has anyone come up with any ideas yet?" Alpha Liams asked, looking around the room. Everyone shook their heads, and I could sense the frustration and fear in the air. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Beta Harvey got up to answer it, and in walked Annel, my human friend. "Annel, what are you doing here?" I asked, surprised to see her. "I heard what's been happening in town, and I want to help," Annel said, her voice determined. "Annel, this is not a gathering for humans," Alpha Liams said, looking at her sternly. I immediately felt something prick me, reminding me of my once being a human. "I understand that, Alpha." She paused, bowing as her knees met the ground immediately
I sat across from Annel at a small coffee shop, sipping on my latte as she excitedly drew my attention to herself, inciting me about the recent movements she's been making in gaining new allies and resources for the pack. "So, I met with the witches last night as planned, and they agreed to help us. They have access to all sorts of magical artifacts and potions that could be useful in our fight against the hunters," Annel said, a glint of excitement in her eyes. "That's amazing, Annel! How did you manage to convince them to help us? Thought it was going to be quite difficult for you to handle it all on your own." I asked, genuinely curious. Annel grinned, "Well, I may have had to use a little bit of my charm and persuasion, but it was all worth it. "Your charm..? You've got charms, Annel?" My eyes popped at her words. She laughed, softly. "That's not what I meant, Dresh. Just a little convincing with lots of my antics; you know me too well already, right..?" She paused, gazing a
I slowly opened my eyes and tried to focus on my surroundings. The last thing I remembered was the intense pain and the fear of losing my baby. But now, I was in a completely different place, in a large and luxurious room with the comforting scent of fresh lavender. I looked carefully and noticed it was the bedroom of the Lycan King. Alpha Liams. My mate. As I tried to sit up, I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen, and I winced in discomfort. Suddenly, Alpha Liams was by my side, his worried face filled with concern. "Dresh, my love, please take it easy," he said softly. "You passed out after giving birth to our son, and the healer has been taking care of you." "Our son?" I repeated in disbelief, my heart beating fast with excitement. "Can I see him? Please, I need to see my baby." Alpha Liams smiled and reached over to the side table, where he had placed our newborn son in a small cot. He lifted our baby and gently placed him in my arms. I looked down at his perfect little face,
As I sat before the crowd, staring around the open field of the pack headquarters, I saw the pack members gathered in clusters, their expressions ranging from curious to apprehensive. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The upcoming battle with the hunters was weighing heavily on my mind, and even the promise of the witches to cloak our scents couldn't shake off the feeling of impending danger from me. The air was thick with anticipation as everyone was on edge, waiting for the arrival of the witches. We all knew that their assistance was crucial to our survival, and the anticipation was almost too much to bear. Alpha Liams stood before the pack members, his commanding presence silencing the murmurs and whispers that had been going on among the crowd. He spoke with a firm voice, reassuring us that we were ready for the battle, and that the witches' help would give us an advantage. My baby was in his room, with the pack healer, Milla, and I'm sure he's sleeping by now. Sudde
I sat outside the main building of the pack house, my back against the wall, tears streaming down my face. I felt lost, confused, and scared at the same time. Why would Milla take my son and disappear without a word? Was it possible that someone had taken them both? I couldn't wrap my head around the situation. The guards and my mate had searched every corner of the pack house, the surrounding woods, and the neighboring villages, but there was no sign of them. It felt like the whole world had turned against me, leaving me all alone in my despair. As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I heard footsteps approaching. I looked up to see Alpha Liams standing before me. He looked concerned, and I could tell he had been searching for me. "Dresh, what's wrong?" he asked, crouching down beside me. I shook my head, unable to speak through my sobs. I didn't want to believe that someone had taken our son, but the longer he was missing, the more the thought plagued me. Alpha Liams wrapped his a
As soon as I arrived at Evans' cabin, he welcomed me with a warm embrace and asked me to wipe away my tears. I felt a glimmer of hope at the sound of his voice. Maybe, just maybe, I'd find comfort here for a while like the first time I was here. I just hoped so. "Dresh, I know you've been going through a lot lately, especially since you paired with the Lycan King, Alpha Liams. But I need you to listen to me, and carefully–" Evans said, his voice calm and steady. I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "On the night your son was taken away from the pack house like you said, I was in the woods with my Werewolf friends. We saw a group of rogue werewolves running deep into the woods with a wrapped baby in their hands," he continued. I felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. Could it be possible that Evans had information that could lead us to our son? Could that wrapped baby be my baby boy? I just couldn't think at this stage. "We knew something wasn't right with the
"You are not really here for the food, are you? You are aware that even without your consent I make breakfast, lunch and dinner for you." Constance looked up at his face as she addressed him. The valet was quiet and she became uncomfortable. "Barnes, what is going on? Please does Mr. Bucknall want me out of the job?" She asked him, tired of his silence. "Not really! Master really likes your food and all. We are worried about you. You were not like the Constance we met the first evening, who was bold, fiery and talked like Mary. You speak to yourself." Barnes explained as Constance roughly chopped basil leaves."I speak to myself, how?" Constance asked as she took the pot to drain the pasta. The aroma of the tomato sauce she was cooking filled their nostrils as Barnes opened the lid. "When I saw you jogging around the chalet this morning at exactly eight fifteen, you were talking to yourself like you were insane or something. Also, you forget yourself easily. Look the tomato sauce is
"Mr. Bucknall, your breakfast is served." Constance said as she entered the lounge where Elliott sat and she almost missed a step. "Why on earth does he choose to work bare chested? Does he not realise the danger in that." She thought as he stood up and closed his laptop."Thank you Constance, you can leave." Elliott instructed as he passed by her. "Sir! I am sorry for the way I spoke yesterday. I did not want anything to go wrong when we visited." Constance said wringing her fingers. Elliott just looked at her and shook his head."Mr. Bucknall you are not saying anything." She hurried after him almost hitting his back as he walked on. She could smell the musky scent of his cologne. "I have absolutely nothing to say. You were right and I was wrong. They are your children not mine." Elliott said as he walked on. "I did not really mean to be rude. I was just..." Constance was cut off by his stern stare."You can take your leave Constance. When it is time to prepare lunch you can then co
"Barnes hope my dinner is served." Elliott asked as he came in. The house was filled with the rich scent of roast mutton and crisp bacon and his mouth watered. "Yes Sir. You can proceed to eat after changing into more appropriate wears." Barnes replied with a chuckle. "I know I am so excited, it’s not every day you come home to a well cooked meal. How did we ever survive without Constance by the way?" Elliott asked Barnes as they both walked to his room. "I don't know Sir. But I am grateful she's here. I don't have to depend on those boiled broccoli dinners." Barnes chatted happily."How is she? I mean mentally, Is she good?" Elliott turned to face him, his expression was serious. "I don't mean to gossip but she is not okay. She is always in the air, she talks to herself and she forgets herself a lot." Barnes answered solemnly. "Okay. Where is she?" Elliott asked as Barnes helped him change into a polo and jeans."In the chalet with her twins." Barnes said as he folded up the clothes
She groaned as he pulled her closer, and she pushed him off. "Why on earth are you doing this? For someone who does not regard? “She asked sarcastically. The look on his face made her gasp, she ran back. "I am sorry, I just needed to distract you. I wanted to get you to calm down." Elliott followed her as she left to the living room. "I would prefer you keep your hands and lips to yourself. Please don’t touch me. “She said as he motioned that they should be quiet.”I am not here to touch you. I am here to ask how you are, that is all. That kiss was a mistake. “Elliott replied as he sat down on the chair."It had better. As you can see we are fine and full. You can have your leave." She pointed to the door. Elliott smirked and shook his head. “What if I decide not to leave? I own everything here. You cannot chase me out." "Of course, you own all these. But Mr. Etiquette, you have not realized that there is something known as privacy. “Constance frowned as she stood akimbo."You seem to
"Well! Well! Well! I knew my boss knew talent when he sees one. Look at the ribs they look scrumptious. Just scrumptious!" Barnes exclaimed as he came in. Constance rolled her eyes and sat on the kitchen stool, everything ached in her. She kneaded for hours on end and some of the recipes called on full on manpower. She was surprised she made it out alive. "I am going to call in the Master..." Barnes was interrupted by a quick clap that scared the both of them. They both turned to face Elliott, who was dressed to the nines. Constance swallowed as she dragged her gaze over everything on him, it was like the tuxedo was molded on him. She caught his eyes and looked away as she saw disapproval. "For a married woman with children, you are quite the wayward one. But that is not the matter now. Barnes have a taste of the meals, I don't want my family poisoned." He said as he walked behind her. Constance drew a sharp breath as Barnes tasted each food murmuring his approval. "I am proud of yo
Constance got down from the car and looked around, everything here was palatial. The biggest hotel in the town with its teeming towers and bright lights. Elliott did not wait for her and she scurried after him."Mr. Elliott can you please wait?" but he moved on so fast. She almost missed the underground elevator as she ran in holding the paper bag, "You could have slowed your pace Mr. High and Mighty! You know I am shorter than you are." Constance looked at him, Elliott just ignored her and stayed as far as possible from her. "You are not saying anything at all? You are just quiet. Don't you have a tongue?" Elliott behaved like he was deaf. "Shut up!" A voice said from the speaker and she jumped looking around. The elevator opened suddenly as they stopped and a man dressed in complete butler's outfit stood at the door. "Err? Barnes this is the new chef." Elliott said as the man took his bag and her paper bag and eyed her, before smiling. "I assumed she was like your other temporary v
It was easy for anyone to notice that, the woman at the clearing desk for the supermarket was overworked and tired, her normal cheery smile and tone had vanished. For anyone around, the coffee brown skin, the cornrows, the braids, the scent of honey and herbs were a constant of Constance, no pun intended.Constance looked outside with forlorn eyes as she watched cars drive by, all headed to the new club. "God! I hate Marc! I hate him." She groaned as she rearranged the pile of sweets the seventh time. Her slim hands belied her weight and she disliked her obesity too, especially after she had her third child. She tried one of those TV exercise routines and she almost fainted, so she decided to go vegan. But she was failing terribly, because how would she make meals when this freaking store closes by midnight. She was lucky there was a shift. She looked around for customers, before popping one of the chocolate -covered coconut candy in her mouth."Delicious!" She sighed as she smacked h
CHAPTER 40A few months later, Carla's friend, Julie came to Baby shower dinner. Julie was taller than Carla and had a round face and thick brown hair, tied back from her face with a silver clip. She had long legs and wore her jeans rolled to her ankles and a blue T shirt tucked in at the top. She was such a pretty that anyone who saw her would want to have a good time with her. Trust men, they love beauties that drives them crazy, irresistibly. Turning to her left to beckon on her cousin, Ella, "oh... my.. world...!" Carla flinched, hopping out of her seat, running to meet her up as she screamed in excitement, abandoning every other thing she was doing at that time. "Is this you ..? It's really been a long... while ...!" Carla said as she hoppeed on Julie. "Yeah... it's been a long time now. How have you been?" Julie asked, spreading her arms for a warm and welcoming embrace with eyes flickering in excitement. "Come on over here babe, let me take you to my husband!" Carla said, pul
"Luca, what happened to you..? You look so different with little or no trace of identification of who you are back when I knew you! What the hell is going on here..?" Carla spat, almost holding her breath completely, with her eyes turning kind of pale like a dejected fellow, full of so much confusion and frustration, written all over her in return. Carla wasn't upset for lack of facts, or for having a single suspect to blame, but for the very moment when her connection was vulnerable. She's just a young girl, same as the previous lead of interest, yet she was sent in for a special assignment, something more complicated than usual. Yet the intense events she underwent, they made a lasting impression on this person, Lucas."Come on Carla, I'm good!" Lucas scoffed, as his eyes returned back into the usual shape."Hey! Hey! Hey! Lucas, do not go about catching fun with such stuff. It's not proper! Do you actually know that you got me so scared and worried..? Come on Lucas, you somehow ta