"Sarah, what is it?" When he noticed I was not moving, he turned around to inquire."D...add."Noticing how my body kept trembling and how hard I sobbed, he asked again, "Sarah, are you okay? What is it? Why are you crying?""Dad, can I ask you a question...? I have something I need to ask you.""Not now, please; we need to leave right away.""No. I refuse. I refuse, Dad. I'm not going anywhere until you answer my question... Tell me... Tell me why you hate me. Tell me what I did wrong; I need to know what I did so wrong. Please tell me. You are the only parent I have left, and yet you continue to treat me in this manner. Why, Dad? I need an explanation.""I'm not going anywhere until you answer me." I thought that I could get to him, that if I did this, I could get an answer from him, but I was wrong. Instead of giving me an answer, he immediately changed the topic."We need to go to your mother's grave; you need to pay your respect to her and tell her about her Majesty's visit. It's
I've been standing in front of the king's room, unable to go in. Beta Waylen forcefully brought me to his door and left me there. He told me to knock on the door, and once I received a signal, I should go in.I've been too scared to knock; I don't want to go in. I don't want to see him. I don't think I can see him. There are dangerous and worrisome rumors about him, most of which are true.The king is a dangerous being. He is hardly seen. Hardly heard. He appears and disappears when you least expect it. And no one knows what he truly looks like except his mother and his beta.Yes, it's strange. We all saw him at the ballroom the other day. I also saw him, but I can hardly recall his facial features. I can hardly remember what he looks like. People tend to forget his looks a few minutes after meeting him. It's strange. Really strange. Does he erase our memories of him? Does he make us forget him?He has great powers. Great abilities. So he can actually erase our memories if he wants t
I'm stuck. I can't move. He is too close for comfort. And he is weirdly staring at me too. He is staring at me like I'm an exhibition.When I saw him approaching, I immediately lowered my head and started to beg for forgiveness, "Forgive me, your Highness, I didn't mean to annoy you, I was only trying to..." I paused my speech when I saw him stop in front of me; curious to see what he looked like, I lifted my head up and moved my gaze to his face. I expected to see an ordinary-looking man or a very good-looking male wolf, but nothing could have prepared me for the very thing I saw. Nothing could have prepared me for this. For him. For his looks.He looks... A gasp left my lips, and before I could control myself, I found my legs pulling me to the ground once again. A second gasp left my lips once I had landed on the floor.Moon goddess! He looks... He looks terrifying. His looks are not ordinary. He doesn't look like the rest of us.His eyes are strange; they have different colors.One
I'm on my way home right now, and I can't stop crying. It's difficult to believe this. I'm finding it hard to believe everything Her Majesty just told me.How is this possible? How come no one told me until now? How did my father hide something this important from me? How did he manage to keep it from me all these years? He watched me suffer. He watched me getting insulted and abused by his wife and his daughter for not having a wolf, and he didn't dare try to defend me for one day?He watched me wallow in pain; he watched me depressed over the fact that I didn't have a wolf. How dare he? How could my father do this to me? How could a man do that to his own daughter?He knew that I was not at fault. He knew what the fault was, but he watched me suffer.I can't believe this. I won't really believe it until I see him. I need to confirm this with him first.Why is my mother a Scarlet? Scarlets are special, rare beings. Scarlets are direct descendants of the moon goddess.Most Scarlets do
After regaining her composure, my stepmother charged at me again; she grabbed my hair and started pulling it."I don't care, bitch! I don't care what becomes of me; I must put you in your place; I must put you where you belong. I might as well kill you and go to jail. Yes, I better kill you now. I'll face the punishment. I don't care what happens to me; I'll surely kill you. I'll kill you; I'll destroy you." As she tries hard to pull out my entire hair, I look for every possible means to stop her.I attempted to grasp her hands, but her fingers became entangled in my thick hair. I tried to reach for her hair and also pull it out, but I was not tall enough to reach her short hair. And she's holding me in a way that makes it impossible for me to fight back. She is pressing me down; she's putting all her weight on me, but I refuse to give in.I refuse to fall to the floor. If she succeeds in taking me down, then she'll take full advantage of it. And who knows what she might do? She might
Writer's POVFlashback to the ballroom incident.The king was taking a walk in his private garden when Beta Waylen came in from the back; he paid his respects to the king and then stood behind him.A few seconds passed between them before the king spoke up; he asked, "What did she say?""She said not to worry, your Highness," Beta Waylen immediately responded."Not to worry? So she'll keep the competition open?" The king asked, but it was more of a statement."She has faith," Beta Waylen said."Hmm, faith. What do you think?""Your Highness, I also believe it's a good idea.""Hmm.""Her majesty is growing more anxious. S's a parent after all," Beta Waylen stated, but his words sounded funny to the king.He smirked and briefly glanced at his beta, "What do you know about that topic? You're just as clueless as I am."Beta Waylen also smirked, "I think I have more knowledge.""Really? Indulge me, I'm willing to learn," he chuckled, and Beta Waylen shook his head as he tried to hold back
Writer's POV Flashback to Sarah's second visit to the palace.The king was reading a file in his room when a knock came to the door, followed by a push. The door opened, and Beta Waylen walked in."Your Highness called," Beta Waylen bowed."Yes, she'll be here soon; when she comes, bring her to me," without looking away from the file, the king said to him."I will," Beta Waylen said, bowing respectfully and turning to leave. He paused at the door and then returned his focus to the king."Are you okay? Do you need her for anything?" He inquired, his concern for the king's health evident.Hearing this question, the king stopped what he was doing and replied, "No, I think I miss her.""What?! You miss her?" Before he could stop himself, Beta Waylen let out a loud exclamation. When he regained control of his emotion, he lowered his head and apologized, "Forgive me, your grace, that wasn't my intention," he explained."You don't need to apologize; I can tell exactly how you feel. And hone
As Rowan struggled to come up with an answer, Beatrice couldn't hide the visible anger she felt. How on earth? Why is this happening? Why would Sarah become a permanent member of the royal family? This implies that the royal family would treat Sarah with respect throughout her lifetime. No. This is wrong. This is not right. This shouldn't be happening.Genesis is the only she-wolf fitted for the king.After pondering over the question for some seconds, Rowan rose to his feet and answered, "I don't think I can accept the bride price. Forgive me, Your Majesty," he lowered his head and apologized. What? What is he saying? Beatrice scoffed, Is he refusing this great offer? I thought he loved his daughter. Does he not love her enough? What a fool! How can he reject such a life-changing offer? Well, I support his decision for his daughter. I fully support him. I don't want her to become a permanent member of the royal family either. Beatrice secretly thought to herself."You can't accept
It's been five minutes since Brielle came into my room. She arrived while I was still in the bathroom; I had to quickly put on some clothes. Brielle doesn't look too good. I want to ask her a lot of questions but can't bring myself to focus. Whenever I try to raise a question, I recall my moments with His Highness. How I kept touching myself with his fingers. This is terrible; it's bad. I want to forget that moment, even if it's for an hour. I want to know more about Brielle's experience.I need to calm down. After my short breathing exercises, I turned my attention to Brielle, who was sitting on one of the sofas in the room."Brielle," I called."Brielle," I called again after not getting a reply. She's deep in thought. What is she thinking about so deeply?"Brielle!" I called a third time, raising my voice higher and drawing her attention. "Yes," she jumped, "yes, Mistress." She turned her attention to me."What is up with you? What did they do to you? Have you been maltreated or
I didn't mean any harm when I hugged him; I definitely wasn't expecting him to react too well considering the type of person he was, but the way he reacted greatly shocked me. After I threw my body on his and held him tight, I felt him hesitate for five seconds; after the five seconds were up, he grabbed me and held me tight. He wrapped his large arms around my body, put his nose to my neck, and sniffed deeply. "You shouldn't have done that," he whispered, his voice coming out very husky and harsh, and then, within the next second, he released me from his grip and took two steps away from me.But before he stepped away, I had already noticed something different about him. His body. I noticed how his body hardened under my hold and how his heartbeat increased. I also didn't fail to notice how the mood in the room changed."Your Highness," I called, taking a step closer."You need to stay away from me, Sarah." He took three steps back, creating a bigger gap between us."Your Highness,"
It's been three days since we arrived here. Three fucking days of loneliness. Beta Waylen has refused to take me to the king. Every time I asked, he would tell me that the king was busy. He also refused to take me to the servants' quarters to see Brielle. When I asked him to bring Brielle to me, he also refused that request. He said it was not yet time. He asked me to wait till the weekend. Well, today is Saturday. He has assured me that I'll be able to see the king in the dining room today.He said it was mandatory for everyone, both guests and royal members, to eat together at the table. It was mandatory. It was the rule over here."What about Brielle? Will I see her today?" I asked him. He promised to bring her to me after breakfast today. Breakfast is at 10:00am today. It's a few minutes until 10:00am. I am anxiously waiting."Will I see the king's children in the dining room?" I remember asking him this question, and he nodded positively. "They'll be there," his answer was short
We had barely dug into our meals before the temperature in the room suddenly dropped to minus zero degrees. A lady in a white flowing gown walked into the room with a smug look on her face. Who is she? Why does she walk in as if she owns the place? For some reason, I don't feel good about her. It turns out I'm not the only one who feels disturbed by the lady's presence, judging from the expression I see on that princess's face."Hey, she's the one I told you of; I didn't expect her to actually show up," she drew closer and whispered to me.Oh, she's the 'Vee.' The lady who wants to be His Highness's woman.Well, she's not bad-looking, nor is she too beautiful. She's tall and slim, with long hair that surpasses her shoulder length. She has a sharp nose, dark eyes, and high cheekbones and exudes a high-class aura. "You started without me; it's not fair." She walked to the Lycan king and kissed him on his cheek."Hi, Dad, you look younger today; it doesn't seem like you're aging at all
Writer's POV "You want to have sex with me?" Beta Waylen gazed at her."Yes, sir," she shook her head."Okay, come with me." Beta Waylen started moving to his room, and Brielle silently followed him from behind.When they got to Beta Waylen's room, he turned on the room's light and started taking off his clothes."What are you doing?" When he noticed how Brielle wasn't doing anything, he asked her."Huh?" She looked at him, a bit confused."What are you doing? Why aren't you undressed?""Oh, oh," Brielle oohed and began to undress. Is this a dream? Am I dreaming? Brielle wondered as she slowly took off her shirt.She never imagined that he would give in to her easily; she always thought that it would be difficult to get into his bed considering how strict he was. After taking off his clothes, Beta Waylen turned to Brielle, "Do you want to bathe?""Um... no, I'm fine; I showered a while ago," she responded."I'll have one and return quickly; go to the bed after undressing," he spoke
It's been a few hours since we commenced the journey; the king and his beta are riding in the vehicle ahead of us, and Brielle and I are sharing one vehicle. The king said that it would be impossible to ride in one vehicle, and I agree. Riding in the same vehicle will make us uncomfortable. Especially Brielle. She can't stand the king's presence. She makes sure to stay far away from the king whenever she sees him.And you won't believe one thing I discovered before the journey started: at exactly 4:33 am today, I barged into Beta Waylen's room, and when I couldn't find him, I went to His Highness's chambers.I believed that Beta Waylen could be with the king, but when I got to his room, I was disappointed by the news I received. Beta Waylen was making sure that the vehicles were okay. "He is busy," were the king's words.Then he asked me my reasons for seeking him out; I explained my reasons, and he shook his head. "Waylen is not the boy's father," he revealed."What?" I gasped at the
"What are you really trying to say?" After a few seconds of silence, I approached him again. "Are you trying to say that vampires are not horrible?" I asked, glaring at him, I don't know what gave me the guts, but I suddenly felt like arguing with him. "Should I stand there and watch as they attack me?" I asked."Some aren't as horrible as you think," he responded. "Because you've met them? They were probably scared of you," I countered."There's a difference between fear and respect," he sighed."I insist. The vampires are bloodsucking creatures; I've heard of the horrible things they do to fragile humans. We agreed not to kill humans or even frighten them, but the vampires steal them off the street in the middle of the night." Vampires are known to mostly appear at night due to their hate for the sun. The sun does something bad to them; it drains their energy or something. I don't know the entire truth. But the vampires are midnight creatures.The king turned back to his work with
Sarah's POV "Mistress, It'd be best if you returned to your quarters," as if he didn't understand any of my questions, Beta Waylen groaned these words as he made for his door.He unlocked his door and then took his gaze to Atlas. "Do I have to repeat myself?" He stared at him.Seeing this, I came to Atlas's aid, "Beta Waylen! Stop; don't speak to him with that tone; it's not right. And you haven't answered my questions; you promised not to ignore me. You have to answer every one of my questions," I insisted.Exhausted, he returned his gaze to me, "What do you want?""We need to talk.""There's really nothing to talk about, and I'm really exhausted.""I don't care; we have been waiting for a while now," I argued. "What do you want?""Atlas wants to speak to you; he might have something to say," I say, signaling to Atlas."Atlas, tell him everything you want to say to him; he'll do them," I encouraged him."He won't," Atlas shook his head."He will; he's waiting, or do you want us to
Writer's POV Next FridayBeta Waylen was sitting at his usual spot in a bar when Genesis walked in, just like last time; she approached him and sat down beside him. It was late, and there were a few people present in the bar, so Genesis didn't have much problem getting embarrassed by Beta Waylen."Hey," she called and softly touched him, "why are you so lost in thought?" When Beta Waylen noticed her, he let out an exhausted sigh before standing to his feet."You can leave if you like, but I'll keep coming here every Friday. I'll keep coming to you. Are you sure you want to play this hide-and-seek game? Why not hear me out? I promise not to bother you anymore if you just listen to me," as Beta Waylen tried to leave, Genesis spoke to him.Hearing her words, Beta Waylen hesitated for a second, then he continued his journey. When Genesis saw this, she stood up on her feet. "I know you too well; I know the club you frequent; I know all your outing schedules; I'll keep interrupting your bu