-Hazel-As usual, his actions made me feel like I was deeply lived and treasured and this was more than enough to let me calm down.I can already tell that this is going to be a huge problem from now on. If I had some how met Bleu backIn the royal capital, I would have longed been labeled as an immoral she wolf and a disgrace to the circle of the nobility.No doubt that father would have gone as far as locking me in a cage. But I can not help at times but to feel relief that we met in such a desolate place because I know that with Bleu’s beliefs and personality, he would have some how landed himself in trouble.He does not seem to have much under or care in fact for things like social status or pedigree. All that matters to him was that I was fully his and that the rest of the world agreed with that fact. No doubt that he would have challenged many nobles and this could have gotten him executed or severely punished.Wait…. Was some thing like this the reason that he was banished to th
-Hazel-It had been minutes since I have fully explained my circumstance to Bleu and all that I got was a pin drop silence. For the first time, I had a very very hard time reading Bleu’s face. How expression was passive and it was near impossible for me to even try and guess the things that could be running through his mind.It was a long conversation but I took the time and made sure to explain just exactly what my standing was when I was back in the royal capital of rev kingdom. However, the shocking part to me was still the fact that Bleu did not seem to understand the gravity of what it meant to be an omega.“Does that mean I can not be with you?” He asked when I finally explained what it meant for me being an omega.That was all that was his concern. I then took my time to explain to him that if we were both in the royal capital of the kingdom, it would have been considered a miracle from the moon goddess herself if we were some how able to get together.He stayed silent for som
-Bleu-I still have a hard time understanding just what exactly it means to be a Duke or the daughter of a duke. I do not know what these terms mean and what exactly these people from Hazel’s kingdom.I still do not know just what it means to be an omega and why that is the reason for those men to come all the way to this place to look for her.I am shamed to accept the fact but if I want to be honest with myself, I do not understand anything at all. All I do know and care about is that some bastards want to try and take her away from me and that is some thing that I will not let happen not even if it was over my dead body.I look at her and I am sure that even she does not realize it but she was visibly shaking. She looked scared and that was supposed that did not go down well with me.Hazel was my clematis and she deserved to only feel happy and see beautiful things in life. I may not have a full understanding of just how much she had suffered before she came here but I know that sh
-Bleu-It is so funny that now that I finally have the chance to leave this desolate place, I am hesitating. This place is all that I have ever known and if I were to be completely honest with myself, I believe that I am actually just anxious of what awaits me outside of here.Here, I am more than able to protect Hazel with all that I have because I know every thing that there is when it comes to surviving I. Such a place but I know absolutely nothing about the outside world.What if I cause trouble for her? I do not even know how to identify these nobles that she spoke of and from the little that she has told me, they seem to b quite dangerous and I do not want to have any thing to do with them.I guess that above all, my biggest worry is if I will be able to provide for Hazel as I easily could here for life will be totally different once we leave this place, also, would I be able to have her all to myself like j was able to here?Just the thought of other males having g the opportun
-Hazel-Only the moon goddess herself would be able to understand just how relived and happy I was to hear Bleu agree to us leaving this place.I may have already prepared myself for the rejection, but I knew that it would practically break my soul if it ever came down to me having to legs without Bleu and to be honest I was not sure if it was even going to be possible in the first place.I can not explain it but every fiber in my being is telling me that this is the right decision to make and my instincts is not one that I joked about as it has saved me numerous times and has helped me to survive in the ducal estate.However, there is still the problem of having a source of livelihood. If we are going back into civilization, then we will have to by all means avoid the royal capital at all costs. I am sure that even all of the commoners by now already ah e a clear view of my face. It would be too dangerous especially for Bleu. I am considered to be a valuable commodity but the case is
-Crown Prince Inas- (Back at the royal palace)I have finally come to my wits end and have decided to do the one thing that I am not proud of even in the slightest. It is for sure a slap on my pride but I am already out of options and getting more anxious as the day passes.It has begins so bad that even the lowly servants are already running their mouth and spreading rumors about me. TchHaving to come to mother is not some thing that I particularly love but I can never deny the the power and connections that she holds in the kingdom is quite vast. There is not doubt that with her help, all of my problems would be able to have a solution.I continue to walk down along the path way making sure to be careful not to trample on any of the flowers on the side lines as that would greatly anger mother. The Luna’s palace was separated from the main residence and there is an old legend that says that only the moon goddess herself has ever stayed in this palace.It was then decreed that no one
-Crown prince Inas- (back at the royal capital)I just nodded my head at the butler and we then proceeded to the back of the palace. The whole place is just as I remember it from when I was a child.Mother has always been very keen on maintaining the beauty of this palace and making sure to always hire the best of servants to cater to the garden.If honestly feels like I have entered in to another world and it is at this moment that I understood why exactly it was that our ancestors beloved that the moon goddess herself once made this palace her own.After a few minutes go walking, I am finally greeted with the scene f my mother under a huge parasol and at a table with a pit of tea and a lot of snacks.As usual, she is heavily guarded and there a lot of servants around to wait on her. “The Luna will see you now your highness” the butler said and once again, I had to swallow my pride and my dignity. I responded with a light nod and begin to make my way over to mother.I let out a deep
-Crown prince Inas- (back at the royal capital)The moment that those words came out of my mother’s mouth, I immediately felt a heavy feeling weighing down on my chest.This is the part that scares me so much about mother. Her ability to be calculating and sinister was so great that it was very very rare for any thing to be able to get past her.Who is even to say that word of all that I have done had not some how reached her ears. She is very well aware that the only reason that I have come to see her like this was because I was in dire need of her resources to solve a problem.I yet again swallowed my pride and sat down in the chair that the maid had provided for me on my mother’s orders. I took my time and took a sip of the Tara that has been served to me as well.All while doing this, I made sure to do every thing in power to remain calm and composed. Nothing I do will change the fact that I need mother and I need her resources.If not, then there can very much be a war happening.
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