*Poppy*
The office was huge and elegantly decorated, but it was also intimidating. I nervously walked to one of the petitioners' chairs and waited for permission to sit down.
The Queen gestured to a chair, and I quickly sat, watching as King Alexander walked over to his large oak desk and sat down in his giant leather chair, staring at me with a slightly offended expression. Queen Anastasia stood at his side and put her hand on his shoulder, pressuring him to behave.
"'How may I help you, Luna Hopkins?" the King asked, clasping his hands before him.
"Or should I say, Mrs. Hopkins? Because Luna isn't your title anymore." He added, slightly lowering his voice to a cold one.
I gulped, glanced at the documents in my hands, and cleared my throat. I looked bravely into his eyes, placed the documents on his desk, and straightened up in my chair.
"I would like to request the opportunity to exercise Luna's Law." I sang loudly, almost shouting. I quickly corrected my tone and repeated it, quieter, slower, and more precisely.
"With all due respect, Your Majesties. Although I am no longer Luna, my title was unlawfully taken from me, thus depriving me of my home and my child's right to the pack." I looked at the Queen, who looked at me confused, "My wish is to request the opportunity to exercise Luna's Law and enforce my rights." I glanced at the King, who was rubbing his lips with his finger as he looked at me with fascination, "Here I have a set of documents confirming my right to the title, as well as some of the evidence of the pack's neglect by their current leaders." I moved the documents towards the King, but he didn‘t waver his eyes off me.
We looked at each other for a moment, both waiting for the other to add something or say something, but we both remained silent. I didn't want to seem desperate, so I waited until I was asked questions. I knew I had to show them I was strong and could get what I wanted from them, as it was bestowed on me by their predecessors.
"Luna's Law was created centuries ago, and although it is binding, no one has ever used it for at least several decades." The Queen interrupted our stare contest, and I turned my gaze to her.
"Many of those who tried were rejected due to circumstantial evidence, and members questioned for verification purposes were afraid to testify against their Alpha." I finished for her, and she nodded.
"And none of the women could fight a male twice her size. It ended with the matters being dismissed and the former Luna being sent back to the other end of the country for being a liar and a jealous former lover." The king added, still not moving an inch.
I nodded, too, and went back to staring at the King. I prayed deep down in my soul so that he would not only believe me but not laugh at me or, worse still, send me away without any notice, repeating the patterns of his predecessors.
"According to the database, you divorced for personal reasons. Your bond was broken, and you lost your Luna title."
"That's half true," I replied immediately.
The king finally changed his position and leaned forward, placing his muscular arms on the desk around my modestly gathered documents.
"Half?" He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head.
His gray, almost steely eyes bored into me as if they wanted to pierce through me and suck out my most hidden secrets.
"Yes. Your Majesty. Half." I confirmed and took a deep breath, raising my left hand with the mark of the Larch Grove Pack members still visible and the bracelet given to me to weaken my wolf.
"Because the bond between my Alpha and me is still intact. That's true. We divorced according to human laws but not according to shapeshifters." I confessed to the most shameful secret I had been hiding.
"If you just take off this bracelet and let Iris talk, you will know that over the years, she has been reliving the pain inflicted on her by her soulmate almost every day." My voice was shaking, and my hand clenched into a fist.
"He never rejected me. Our mate bond is unfortunately intact." I whispered, letting a tear roll down my cheek that I couldn't hold in any longer.
The King stared at me, searching for any lie in my voice, words, or eyes. However, the Queen gasped and covered her mouth, disbelieving how much pain my beloved she-wolf had to endure in the name of marital infidelity.
I withdrew my hand and wiped my tears as I quickly sat in the chair, hoping my words would convince them. Iris moaned indistinctly in the back of my head, trying to show me her support and strength to fight to achieve my goal through the blockade imposed on her.
"The personal problems given as evidence of the breakdown of the marriage are also a lie. We had no problems, but my husband was disappointed with me when I was unable to give him a male child. Regardless of my serious and even high-risk pregnancy, he caused me emotional and physical suffering, getting rid of me, my home, and our daughter her due title." I revealed the last of my secrets, hoping this information would fulfill my request.
Suddenly, a knock was behind us, and Mr. Bernard emerged from behind the open door with a low bow.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry to disturb you, but you have a crucial meeting with Alpha Henderson, and he has already arrived at the training ground." He glanced at me before looking at the King expectantly.
"Please leave these documents with Mr. Bernard. Your request will be considered within two weeks." The King stood up and said his formal farewells. "Important matters call me, but I promise to give you an answer within the specified time. Please leave your contact details with Bernard. I wish you a nice day." He smiled slightly and walked away with the Queen, leaving me with the man looking at me curiously.
"Please give me your phone number and address so I can deliver the response. I promise to make sure your case is not missed." Bernard handed me the form, and I filled it out immediately.
I met Arthur in the lobby. He was talking with a few of his colleagues, and when Mr. Bernard noticed him, he bid his goodbye and walked in the opposite direction, leaving me with my driver. I watched him march proudly, dressed in a most expensive suit, towards the other end of the hall with a massive glass door.
He opened it and disappeared right after the corner, probably to join the King and Queen at the training grounds. I sighed deeply, and before approaching Arthur, I glanced around the massive hall and admired the interior. It was a really, incredibly impressive mansion. Not only was the decor exquisite, but the colors used to match the royal crest perfectly fit with the floral arrangements.
"There you are, my dear; I see the meeting went well. I don't see any documents on you, so the King must have accepted your application." Arthur surprised me by quietly approaching me from behind.
"Yes." I squealed and quickly covered my mouth with my hand.
"Yes. The King asked me to leave them to verify my request. Unfortunately, he had to go to an important meeting, so he promised to look into the matter and give me an answer within fourteen days."
I repeated what the King and Mr. Bernard told me, and with a hopeful smile, I took his hand and headed towards the exit.
"It will certainly be so. King Alexander cannot stand injustice."
Arthur assured me, and we got into the car together, taking the passenger seat in the front seat instead of the back seat, bypassing the protocol Arthur had introduced me to.
Watching the flower beds passing us, full of the most exquisite autumn colors, my thoughts went to the moment when my life turned into a series of pain, suffering, and almost extinct courage to continue living.
Until five years ago, my people liked, respected, and admired me. I was Luna Poppy Hopkins. My mate, Alpha Seamus, was a very ambitious, demanding, and intolerant leader. But he was also a tender, devoted, and loving husband until he stopped being one.
We were together for almost ten years. I was Gamma's daughter, so we were close from childhood, but something started to happen between us when we turned sixteen. Our wolves began to wake up, our hormones began to surge, and our sexual drive was directed only at us.
This was the beginning of our relationship, and when we reached adulthood, and our wolves could recognize their mates, we were delighted to discover that we were meant to be together. There was no end to the joy, so without waiting long, we got married, and we both started training intensively and learning to be future leaders.
For two years, we absorbed knowledge and learned fighting, politics, and diplomacy. When we were finally officially recognized as Alpha and Luna, we were happy for another reason: I got pregnant. Unfortunately, this joy did not last long.
Already at the end of the first phase, when we could determine the sex of the offspring, it turned out that our boy would not survive the birth. Devastated, we had to say goodbye to our son and end the pregnancy prematurely. Seamus, although devastated, sad, and embittered, did not give up and supported me in my suffering. This support resulted in another pregnancy. Unfortunately, we had to say goodbye to our second son in another one. And so, for the next three years, my life revolved around a broken heart and a slowly fading hope for a child.
But everything changed for the worse when, during my last pregnancy, despite the high risk that it would end the same way, my beloved decided to cheat on me. It hurt not only my heart but also my lower abdomen, where the pain of betrayal towards the bonds manifests itself. I couldn't believe it, but the confrontation with Seamus confirmed it. Not only did he consider me incapable of producing a male child for him, but upon learning that this time I was carrying a girl, his disgust intensified, and his true colors came to light.
I was accused of concealing the truth about my inability to maintain a pregnancy, and for Alpha, having a child, a male in this case, is not only a necessity but also his greatest ambition. He filed for a divorce and humiliated me in front of our pack by taking a new Luna. He turned everyone against me and silenced those who stood behind me, including my parents.
I was broken, alone, humiliated, and in great pain, punished for something that wasn‘t my fault. And the worst of all was that keeping our bond intact, he considered a new level of amusement. He liked to watch me suffer, not caring about our unborn daughter or me.
Only with the secret help of my loyal Gamma, Tanner Davis, and his distant family could I safely and unharmed disappear from the Larch Grove Pack and find refuge over two thousand miles from a place I called home.
It wasn't easy for me; on the contrary, it was extremely difficult for me. The pain of childbirth mixed with the pain of infidelity almost killed me and my daughter, but thanks to the determination and extreme strength of my beloved Iris, we managed to give birth to a small, beautiful, and sweet girl in the world.
She became our new goal in life. Thanks to her, we managed to survive the last five years despite the pain and suffering, and it was for her that I decided to face Seamus and the injustice that had befallen us.
For my beloved Justice Gemma, I intend to face not only the council of werewolves and the royal family, telling them in minute detail why I want justice, but most of all, I will stand face to face with Seamus and his new Luna, showing them that for their sins against me, mate bond and my daughter they will have to pay dearly.
*Poppy*I stood at the sink, washing the dishes after breakfast, looking out the window for my swift, agile little girl. She moved incredibly fast for a girl of almost five, rivaling an eight-year-old's strength.My pride and joy just flashed past my window like lightning bolts, and all I noticed was her blonde hair floating in the wind."Gem, please don't run so fast. And don't get too far away," I lectured my naughty daughter, laughing as I heard her groan in exasperation."But I'm training to outdo Trevor in the upcoming races." Gemma climbed onto the bench by the kitchen window and stuck out her sweet, chubby, wind-red face, piercing me with her big, intense blue eyes."Honey, Trevor is ten years old and Alpha's son." I reminded her, leaning down to look at her through the glass. "Besides, no one will allow you to compete in senior events. Your age group is not yet allowed to compete in official ranking events, and from what Ms. Coltrane told me, you have been suspended from the e
*Logan*I glanced at the road before me with an absentminded face. I looked at the navigation panel and sighed at the sight of another two hours of driving before I reached my destination. I've never wanted to tear Lex apart as much as I do now. Not only did he turn me into an errand boy, but he only gave me two days to do so."Who does he think he is? Almighty?" I drawled as I stepped on the gas.'He's a king, so technically he's almighty. He can even give orders to a pompous asshole like you.' Gunnar, my lycan, mocked.'Thanks for your support, pal. We'll see who's an asshole when you have to sleep with that red-headed witch.' I told him off.Gunnar was furious when we mentioned the pompous, cynical woman who gave us a headache. His distaste for Princess Margo mirrors my own for her human form, Matilde. Just the thought of this woman makes me want to vomit. Not that she's ugly or gross, but every meeting ends with arguments and destruction for some reason. We seem not to get along a
*Logan*I sat in the farthest corner of the tent with a baseball hat on my head, trying to hide from the prying eyes. This task bordered on a miracle because my aura, not only as a royal but as a Lycan, was more intense and noticeable. From the moment I parked the car, I attracted curious eyes. I only hoped they would mistake me for Mr. Bernard in disguise, not someone of royal blood.Albert explained everything to me, or at least what he knew, suggesting that much more was hidden beneath the top that needed to be revealed. I already know that the woman I am picking up is Poppy Hopkins, a former Luna or current one. She was a member of the Larch Grove Pack, who was allowed to use Luna's Law to bring justice and punish Alpha and his Luna for their wrongs against the pack members and his rightful Luna and heir.I must admit that I greatly admire a woman who decided to challenge the stronger one and intends to fight him for the sake of her daughter. Gunnar shuddered to hear that any Alph
*Logan*Albert promised to take me to Mrs. Hopkins right after his son's race, his first entry into the tournament for aspiring warriors this year. This custom originated many years ago and is celebrated in every pack. I remember taking part in them when I was ten years old.Each young member, regardless of gender or species, participated in a tournament in which their predispositions to later ranks were tested. From an early age, people checked whether they were fit to be warriors, trainers, trackers, scouts, or even the highest ranks, such as beta or alpha. Thanks to this annual competition, leaders can even be selected.I moved over three hundred yards away from the tent, perfectly hidden in the tree line with still perfect visibility of the event. Trevor lined up at the starting line with six other kids in his age group, ready to run. Trevor is a complete dad, not only in appearance but also in character. The boy loved jokes and pranks but stopped at nothing to defend those humili
*Poppy*I stared at the beautiful Audi's taillights, gripping the steering wheel. My heart was beating to the rhythm of the song coming from the radio, perfectly matching my situation to its lyrics. I just trusted a handsome stranger to help me win my battle."Mommy, will I be a princess if we live in a palace?" Gemma asked from the backseat, bored with repeatedly looking through her favorite book.I glanced in the rearview mirror at her smiling, hopeful face, "You'll always be a princess to me, honey, but you'd have to be a king's daughter or marry a prince to become one truly. And we won't live in the palace, honey. Mommy will be there training, so we will probably stay in a guest house." I explained to my dreamy daughter, who was already making a thoughtful face."And if you marry Logan, will I become a princess?" She asked, shocking me so much that I lost control of the steering wheel and veered slightly to the side of the road."Shit." I cursed and quickly returned to the road. "
*Poppy*Gemma excitedly started singing along, imitating Britney singing about being stronger than yesterday. I focused my eyes on the prince, who was staring at me as if he wanted to come over and kick my ass for considering the guard's words or spank me for inappropriate behavior."Can we go? I have to be home before dinner." I called out in hope.The prince took a deep breath, tilted his head to the sky, and seconds later, he was back in the car and driving off with a screech of tires, leaving clouds of smoke behind him.I closed the window and put the car in gear, slowly driving away, wondering what had made him react this way. I didn't notice anyone waiting for our arrival until we parked in the same place where Arthur had previously parked. Neither the prince nor Mr. Bernard was ready to lead us further into the unknown.I let Gemma out of the car seat and quickly grabbed her hand, ensuring that my little, quick, and curious girl didn't escape me and cause problems with her curi
*Poppy*I screamed as I immersed myself in a bathtub filled with ice. I was shaking and cursing while slowly adjusting to the cold. This should have been easy after repeating it for a long time; somehow, I cannot get used to it. Iris was sobbing from exhaustion but clenched her teeth and suffered the consequences with me.'I didn't think pain could be so painful and enjoyable at the same time.' I admitted, shaking under the pressure of ice filling my vast bathtub.'Think how sweet it will taste when you stare at the defeated asshole in a few weeks.' Iris reminded me, and suddenly, instead of satisfaction, I felt fear.'We can do it, Poppy. You heard what Logan said; we're as strong as Alpha; we'll kick his ass.' She motivated me by repeating words that were important to me.I rested my head on
*Poppy*While once I wouldn't even dream of letting someone look at me in my underwear, now I can't imagine not having Anastasia with me when I almost have to crawl to the shower.King Alexander's words were prophetic, too. Not only did Gemma become so close to them, but so did I. For over two months, I have been with the King and Queen on a first-name basis, treating them like family. They pamper my daughter as if she were an actual princess. Apart from the moments when I saw Lex or Anastasia get angry and cause fear among people, I discovered that they were cheerful, regular, and accommodating people.Our acquaintance became a friendship almost immediately, leaving only one problem between us. Prince Logan. Although I finally managed to say his name without the title after his many corrections, I still don't know why I can't bring myself to relax around him.
*Poppy*I stood frozen, staring at the space where my mother had stood just a few milliseconds ago, asking, no, begging me not to accept anything my own old home had to offer. Her voice, gnawing with emotion, still echoes in my head, and her skeletal, crying posture replays like a looped image."What the fuck?" I asked in shock, but my stomach suddenly interrupted and forced me to act.I clamped my hand over my mouth and dashed towards the bathroom like fleeing a fire. I collapsed onto the icy tiles, and with alarming speed, I leaned over the toilet and began to retch. It was a relentless assault, each wave bringing with it shivers, tears, and a lump not in my stomach but in my throat. The most unbearable part was the strange aftertaste that lingered in my mouth after each expulsion.'What's going on here, Pops? I feel this strange taste and churning in my stomach, but I don't feel any other poisoning symptoms.' Iris, my she-wolf, began to analyze our bodies, trying to understand what
*Poppy*I sat there as if I was sentenced, feeling all the eyes on me. They weren't pleasant, but they didn't exude fear, but cold. I felt unwanted, unnecessary, and even out of place. What happened to them? Had Seamus manipulated them so much that they believed everything he said? I don't know, but something was odd here.Iris was silent, trying to ignore each one of them and not think that we had spent over twenty years of our lives with these people, laughing, having fun, and making mischief. It was pathetic that one man could turn over a hundred people against me."Let's go out of here. I feel like having breakfast outside. It stinks of rot in here." Easton threw his napkin on the table and stood up loudly.All eyes turned to him, and he gave them a challenging look. They didn't like the insult, but none dared to retort to the royal Lycan."You're right. Why poison yourself before a duel."I agreed, stood up ostentatiously from the table, and walked with Easton towards the buffet.
*Poppy*I didn't have time to look inside the pack house because I was exhausted. The whole day today, although short, was exhausting for me, and all I could think about was a hot shower, a nice dinner, and a warm, comfortable bed. Still holding me under my arm, Easton and I climbed up to the second floor, where the guest rooms were, and I went to the last door on the right, where there was an apartment with two separate bedrooms and bathrooms. On the way, we stopped by the master Omega's room and picked up both sets of keys. The woman's face was priceless because she instantly paled when she looked at me. She looked like she had seen a ghost, and she probably had. Who knows what nonsense Seamus had told them while I was gone? I knew her; she was one of the two deputies of the previous head omega who somehow managed to climb the ladder, and now they call her Luna. I am filled with rage every time I remember her betrayal. It hurt more than Seamus's. Amanda Slone, now twenty-eight yea
*Poppy*My smile was still etched when Eason swerved the car onto the road to the main entrance. Without waiting for the guards to open it, he sped up and forced it to open. I squealed and closed my eyes out of fear and excitement, but Easton only howled as he drove further into the land.Of course, as expected, our entry caused alarm and panic, which only made us laugh even more. We had just invaded the pack, and we knew there was nothing they could do to us for it. Easton sped up and turned on the music from his phone connected to the panel again, and the sounds of "Sabotage" exploded from the speakers again. Easton opened all the windows and treated our companions to our eccentric entrance. The way through the alleys flew by at a dizzying pace, and we shouted the lyrics from the bottom of our hearts, nodding our heads and getting into the rhythm. We were escorted by several giant werewolves in their animal form, growling at us warningly. Easton didn't dare stop. When the row of tre
*Poppy*The tension in the car was palpable, a volatile mix of anger, disbelief, and disappointment. It was as if these emotions were tangible, ready to ignite the air between us. Their clash was a prelude to the storm that was about to break."That was your father, wasn't it?" Easton asked, although he probably already knew the answer judging by my face."Yes, but I don't want to talk about it. Please, not now." I replied, trying to keep the sobbing coming with great strides under control before venting to it after parking the car.Easton respected my wish for silence, but his curiosity was evident in how his fingers tightened on the steering wheel. He was brimming with questions, but he held them back. Thankfully, our journey was short, and the cabin we arrived at, nestled by the river bank, was a welcome distraction.I remember it as a primitive wooden hut where patrolmen used to sleep during night watch. Although it was not of the highest quality back then, what stood before us no
*Poppy*As we ventured onto the familiar road, the first mile leading to my hometown, my heart raced with anticipation. The sun, high in the sky, cast a bright light over the treetops, creating a magical scene that marks the beginning of our journey. With the road stretching ahead like the path to a lion's cave, we advanced, armed with nothing but our courage and determination. In the background, my daughter's sweet voice, wishing me a safe journey, was a constant source of motivation.Like a coiled spring, Iris remained silent, seemingly conserving all her energy for the confrontation awaited us the next day. I, too, resolved to focus solely on the task at hand, not allowing any thoughts of my former home to distract me until the final, decisive moment.After organizing the car in the middle of nowhere and dressing up Easton, we resumed our journey to the Larch Groove Pack in complete silence while covering the remaining distance in less time than expected. Easton didn't have to say
*Rose*The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the backyard where little Gemma was playing. I sat on the bench, sipping my chamomile tea and watching her chase after a playful puppy from one of her newest friends. The girl's laughter, a symphony of pure joy, filled the air as she ran around, her pigtails bouncing with each step. The parents of Gemma's new friend sat across the playground from her, watching their daughter play happily with her dog and the new werewolf girl. Today, I promised to look after Gemma while Amara and her mother, Andrew, again set out to find his sister, Azize.Too many things that need to be added have started to play out. From what I've gathered here, Azize is the most accomplished warrior among all the inhabitants. Her killing technique is unmatched, and her dizzying precision has become so legendary that she has been given the nickname Taipan Reaper because no one kills as quickly and effectively as she does. And that's where my question com
*Rose*I purred as I cuddled into Tanner's firm and warm chest after so long. I hugged him tighter, inhaling his unique scent, which I had missed so much. He grazed his fingers over my bare shoulder, and the spark that created our contact made me moan in delight."I can't believe you're here. I was in such a dark place when I thought you were dead, and the rest after that agonizing pain is blank." he sighed, blowing breath on my hair, and I felt his pain through our bond."I don't even know what I did during that time. Maybe I was a monster like Seamus. Oh, Goddess, I probably was." He worried, and I lifted myself on his chest and looked at him over the cascade of my messy hair."Don't do that." I shook my head and held his face, leaning down, "Don't compare yourself to that man. You are not him." I denied it and leaned lower to kiss his cheeks, "You were not yourself gently. Whatever you did, they made you do this. He. That Alpha lied to you to make you believe I was dead and used yo
*Poppy*I ran without looking back. Luckily, I hadn't decided on any uncomfortable heels but ankle boots with a light heel. Thanks to this, I could quickly move between the thick bushes and the thorny undergrowth of the forest. My heart was pounding as I heard the sounds of cutting metal from behind me. I knew our transport was ruined, and my route to the Larch Groove Pack had become complicated.'Speed up, or let me run. He's already changed.' Iris urged me, ready to transform and run her fast dash towards safety.The problem was that I didn't want to change into Iris. I didn't know Easton very well, but I knew enough from Logan to know that his brother could get furious when provoked and take full advantage of it. He never said anything wrong about him to me, but I guessed that this seemingly calm man could turn into an uncontrollable beast when provoked. I sped up and turned left, hoping to find civilization to hide from him there.I know from history, stories, and teachings pass