-Back at the Duke's estate (Henon)Well, well well all my life I have always been envious and lived in the shadow of Asis, It was so bad that even in the social gatherings, I was often referred to as the second son of the duke or young master Asis’s younger brother. I never had my own identity and it always looked like that dream of one day inheriting the ducal title was way out of my reach. Well, that was until this incident of course. I never cared to involve myself with anything regarding my sister. Father always said that all omegas were good for were to birth strong and capable alphas and I believe him.Looking at how weak and fragile mother and my sister are, it has to be the truth. I walk over to my bedroom window while twirling my full wine glass around. For some reason, the state of unrest that could be seen in the entire estate gave me some sort of relief and felt like an escape out of the normal prim and proper atmosphere that the estate usually had.I am sure that father i
-Back at the Duke’s estate (Asis) The tension in the room could be cut with a knife and it was increasing by the minute. Every sound to be clearly heard and the fact that we were beings with extended hearing did not help the situation one but. I have heard the saying that silence could be deafening among the nobility, but I have never had to experience it till this very moment. Of course, that is a no brainer as I am the eldest son of the ducal kingdom in the kingdom. The pressure that I am currently feeling is immense and it taking every ounce of my sheer will power to maintain eye contact with my father. No matter what happens here, I must never look weak in the presence of Henon and Abel. I must work to uphold the reputation that comes with being the eldest member of the ducal household. As if my body listened to my inner thoughts, I puffed out my chest and lifted my chin. I could clearly feel the beads of sweat gather on the sides of my face. I bring out the handkerchief that I
-Hazel- It has been three days. Three days of being anxious and fearful, three days of being watchful and careful but to my astonishment, I can say that I am even more comfortable than I have ever been when I was still in the ducal estate. Yes, the cave has no form of luxury whatsoever but I feel free…. I am currently seated on a huge rock and I stare down to see Bleu coming back with the skinned carcass of a deer no doubt. I have been here for three days and so far, he has not done anything that I feared a big man like himself would do to me. He has not forced himself upon me but he does seem to have some weird obsession with taking care of me and is always at peace when I am close by his side. At first, it was really alarming when he called me his mate. Well, I was never given the opportunity to know more about the concept of fated pairs. Father always said that it was a sacrifice that us nobles had to pay and such things were for the dirty commoners. I was being groomed to be
-Hazel-Never in my life have I ever had a situation where I could not control my body. At this very moment, it is as if my brain is just catching up to what my body did and I become frozen.I can’t explain it, but just the sight of Bleu being so anxious and in a frenzy pushed me to calm him down and this was the only way that my body knew how to.…..To think I would lose my first kiss is such a deplorable manner. If my father ever found out, he would have a heart attack for sure. Just the thought of his precious and valuable omega daughter kissing a rogue criminal will be sure to send him to an early grave.The weirdest part was the fact that even as I thought to myself to pull away, I just could not. I meed deeper into his embrace and put my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.…I feel alive. Every hair on my body was standing at attention and the sparks of electricity were running through every part of my body.I have never felt this way before and I do not want it to stop.
-Crown Prince Inas-Finally, the engagement ceremony has been able to take place. I would like to have the wedding as soon as possible so that I can finally have an omega in my possession.I have already began talks with other kingdoms and races in order to further solidify my position as the crown prince of the kingdom. But I need the daughter of the Duke to be able to inherit the throne without any struggle.Omegas are weak and feeble creatures but they do have one thing that they are useful for and that is to bear the strongest of alphas. If I want to be able to rule the kingdom without much opposition from the ducal family, I must make Hazel bear my pups as soon as possible. I do not know exactly what they are planning but the ducal household is definition to something. It is embarrassing to admit but they control more power than even the royal family and it is something that I desperately wish to change during my reign. I have to be prepared for whatever thing may happen.I walk
-Hazel-I thought that this was going to be near impossible but to my surprise, I am adjusting well to life in this desolate region.Things have been uneventful and I have cause to believe that it is due to the presence of Bleu Every day, he shifts into his wolf form and patrols the entire perimeter of the cave. He does this both in the morning and at night.It makes me blush at times just thinking of how he does not leave my safety to chance. However, there is one thing that I have come to live deeply and that is the food. Back at the ducal estate, I could count the number of times that I was allowed to eat meat. But with him, I am able to eat well cooked meat everyday.It makes me chuckle though. Just starting at the sight of a very bulky and muscular Bleu with his heat tied up in a bun and flipping meat in front of a made fire. He is actually a very good cook and makes effort to make the meat as tasty as he possibly could.In the corner of the cave, there a numerous spices that he
-Bleu- To be honest, I feel like my life has been barged into and well, I am not complaining one bit. I do expect for my life to be very different from this moment forward. It feels nice waking up early in the morning and there is someone in my space. I have lived in this cave my entire life but this is the first time that it has felt like a home. There were times that I prefered to epend the night in the harsh and cold outside all beacause I was not happy with the feeling of loneliness that always seemed to creep up on me. But ever since I found Hazel, my entire life has taken a drastic turn as I like it. I now feel like I have something to look for and things to look forward to in this world. The voices in my head stopped the moment I laid my eyes on Hazel. Thank you moon goddess for sending my mate to me. I am very very happy that i decided to take mother's advice and live in such a desolate area. I was already slowly losing my rationality that I was fighting hard to maintain. T
-Hazel-I am ling lost in the whirlwind of desire and give myself completely to him. The kisses have become hotter and this moment, my dress is no longer on my body neither do I care about it’s location at this point.All that matters to me now is that I am safe and should in Bleu’s arms.Every part of my Jody that he touched burns like fire and I continue to hump myself in him hoping that the friction crated will provide some sort of relief no matter how little.My movements have become more ragged and more desperate. However, Bleu has still made no move to devour me.At the moment, he is seated on a rock with me straddling his laps and with my legs wound tightly round his waste. He just continues to whisper sweet nothings to my ear and to touch me.I want more…. I am not sure exactly what it is I am feeling but there is a huge part of me that wants to submit all of my entire being and existence to him. It is like it would be a thing of great joy if I were to be possessed completely b
The room was cloaked in an air of hushed anticipation as the Lunari delicately unfurled the parcel, its contents bearing the weight of fate itself. It was a moment she had known would come, a premonition that had settled in the depths of her being long before the package arrived. The letters from the royal capital were like echoes from a distant realm, carrying news that could only mean one thing - the alpha king, the cornerstone of their world, had breathed his last.As she traced the elegant script with her eyes, a solemn understanding washed over her. This missive from the crown prince was a harbinger of change, a signal that the tides of power were shifting, leaving them in an uncharted sea. She couldn't help but wonder about the implications, the intricate dance of politics and destiny that would unfold in the wake of this revelation.Beside the royal decree, an unopened letter from her father, the Duke, sat in patient repose. Its presence seemed to pulse with a quiet insistence,
The council room was steeped in an eerie silence, broken only by the soft echo of the crown prince's chilling words. The atmosphere hung heavy with tension, each person present acutely aware of the gravity of the situation. The crown prince's eyes bore into the assembled councilmen, his gaze unwavering, demanding answers.As the room held its breath, a faint shiver passed through the air. The flickering torchlight cast long, menacing shadows across the marble floor, amplifying the sense of foreboding that permeated the space. The scent of blood, thick and metallic, clung to the air, a stark reminder of the violent act that had just transpired.The crown prince's voice cut through the stillness, sharp and commanding, as he addressed the room. His words hung in the air, charged with a potent mix of anger and sorrow. The weight of his grief was palpable, a heavy burden that now rested squarely on his shoulders.A cold wind swept through the chamber, rattling the windows and causing the f
The tension in the room was palpable, thick enough to cut with a knife. It was only logical for the council members to assume that the crown prince's clenched grip on his sword was fueled by a burning desire for vengeance against his father's assailant. They were caught in a precarious balance between self-preservation and the looming threat of Luna's wrath, knowing that any move they made could tip the scales one way or the other.As he advanced, each step seemed to reverberate with an icy resolve, a demeanor they had never witnessed before in the young prince. Their apprehension grew, their hearts pounding in anticipation of the impending confrontation. They braced themselves for the worst, their minds racing to fathom the depths of the tragedy that had befallen their kingdom. Yet, before they could fully grasp the gravity of the situation, the crown prince closed the distance to his fallen father, the alpha king, who lay in a grim pool of his own lifeblood.In that solemn moment, t
In the shadowed recesses of the council chamber, where once camaraderie flourished, now lingered the specter of betrayal. The nobles, who had dared to defy the very foundation of their kingdom, stood undeterred by the enormity of their transgression. This audacious act, had fate been kind, would have warranted immediate and severe retribution. Yet, an eerie calm settled upon them, a disconcerting absence of remorse.The lifeless form of the alpha king lay sprawled, a silent witness to the treachery that had unfolded. The air, heavy with the acrid scent of spilled blood, bore no trace of mourning. Instead, it pulsed with whispered conspiracies and urgent deliberations. They were not bound by the solemnity of the moment, nor did they grant the blood time to congeal before they began weaving their plans.In a far corner, the nobles huddled together, their opulent robes billowing around them, shielding them from the crimson testament to their rebellion. Their shoes, polished to a mirror-l
-the alpha king-The council chamber, bathed in an icy stillness that belied its usual warmth and bustle, bore witness to an unprecedented convergence. Every council member, typically punctuality's foe, had gathered with astonishing swiftness. As the alpha king, accustomed to the customary delays, this unexpected promptness spoke volumes.Today marked a turning point. The shackles of trepidation that once bound my decisions concerning the kingdom had been shattered. The room held its collective breath, hanging on my every word."We shall relinquish our forces to the Lunari forthwith," I proclaimed, and in that heartbeat, the chamber was ablaze with discord.Bedlam reigned. Councilors, once eloquent and composed, now hurled vehement objections into the air. It was a predictable response. These blue-blooded aristocrats, entrenched in their pride and privilege, preferred to forfeit their very existence than to entertain the notion of coexistence with the common folk. The cacophonous diss
-The royal palace in the royal capital-(The alpha king)As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the grandeur of the royal palace, the weight of the situation hung heavily in the air. The news of Lunari's audacious act had rippled through the kingdom like wildfire, igniting tensions that had long smoldered beneath the surface. In the opulent chambers, adorned with tapestries that bore the stories of generations past, I stood, my gaze fixed upon the butler, his countenance etched with a solemnity that mirrored the gravity of the circumstances. His eyes, pools of unwavering loyalty, met mine, conveying a silent understanding that silence, in this moment, was not the answer. The tale unfurled before us like a dark tapestry woven with threads of betrayal and ambition. The Lunari, once a faction bound by honor and tradition, had chosen the path of conflict, their declaration of war echoing through the halls of power. The severed head of a noble, a sinister messag
-The royal palace in the royal capital-In the heart of the regal citadel, where once the splendor of the Lunari dynasty radiated, now resided a somber stillness that seemed to permeate every stone and corridor. The air, once filled with the harmonious symphony of diligent servants, now hung heavy with an icy chill, bearing witness to the stark transformation that had befallen the palace. It stood as a solemn sentinel, a shadow of its former self, as if the very essence of its majesty had been drained, leaving behind a hollow echo.Gone were the days of unabashed pride and the regal dignity that had been synonymous with the palace's walls. The tapestries that once adorned the grand halls, illustrating the illustrious history of the Lunari lineage, now seemed to droop mournfully, their vibrant colors faded and their threads whispering tales of antiquity. The once-lustrous marble floors, painstakingly polished to a gleaming finish, now bore the marks of neglect, their surface marred by
-the estate of Baron Penin-In that pivotal moment, when those potent words escaped her lips, the very fabric of the atmosphere seemed to ripple in response. The air, once tempered, now carried an icy edge, a stark contrast to the fiery loyalty that surged within the hearts of those who stood witness. It was as if an unspoken covenant had woven its threads through their souls, binding them in unwavering allegiance to the Lunari cause, compelling them to enact her every decree.The hooded figures, shrouded in mystery, moved with an eerie precision. They orchestrated the Baron's elder brother to kneel, an act of submission, his head inclined in humble obeisance before their leader. Behind her, Bleu loomed, an indomitable presence, his unwavering stance a testament to his dedication. He was more than a mere sentinel; he was a guardian, ensuring that the path she chose was one she would walk without hindrance, regardless of the toll it may exact.Yet, beneath this veneer of resolute deter
-the estate of Baron Penin-The older brother of the Baron, a figure consumed by a potent mixture of determination and desperation, finds himself on the precipice of a battle that carries the weight of familial legacy and ancestral honor. It is a struggle forged in the crucible of betrayal, for his once-beloved sibling squandered the abundant riches and estates bestowed upon him by their forefather. What remains is a mere specter of the man who once strode the halls of opulence, now reduced to a name, a title, and the grim reality of scraping for morsels of sustenance. The resurgence of an opportunity, a glimmering chance to reclaim fragments of the opulent past, beckons forth a resolve that courses through his veins, an unwavering determination to seize back the glory that once defined their noble werewolf lineage.He harbored a misplaced confidence, underestimating the resilience and strength that coursed through the veins of the Lunari. In his hubris, he envisioned her as a mere fo