Layla's wolf, Linda, stared at Annabelle. Annabelle wondered why Layla was not changing back to her human form. She pointed to the clothes and then to Layla.“You need to shift back to your human form, Linda,” Annabelle told the wolf.Linda gave a small growl to convey her message, but Annabelle stood there confused. Linda walked closer to Annabelle and used her head to push Annabelle away, gesturing for her to turn around. Realization crossed Annabelle’s face.“Oh, sorry, Linda. I should have known,” Annabelle said, turning away. She walked back around the tree where she had shifted.LAYLA’S POVJust as I had shifted to my wolf form, I focused on shifting back to my human form. It took some time to complete the shift, so I quickly grabbed the dress and started dressing. We were both barefoot, and we didn't mind it. Feeling the ground under our feet, whether dry or wet, was strangely satisfying.“I’m done,” I called out to Annabelle.Annabelle emerged from behind the tree where she wa
Elena was caught off guard by the sudden attack, but her wolf was prepared. She growled at me and attempted to pick me up, but I struggled in her grasp, forcing her to release me. Elena swiftly turned and landed a few blows to my head. I managed to dodge the last two and rolled away, my breathing ragged. As I regained my senses, Linda retreated in my mind.I lay on the ground, trying to catch my breath. Elena walked over to me, her proud expression fading instantly."Good, but you gave up too quickly," Elena commented, offering both a compliment and a reproach in one sentence. "Next time, allow your wolf to fully defend you," she advised. "That's all for today." With that, she quickly made her exit.I let out a long breath and closed my eyes. My head was pounding from the few blows I had received; they had been powerful enough to ring in my ears for a moment. I reminded myself not to underestimate Elena. Nonetheless, today's training had been productive, and I smiled, looking forward
LAYLA'S POVI stared at the king in horror. He wanted to mark me as his, but not now. Everyone would notice, and I wasn't ready for that kind of attention. "Layla?" he asked, clearly confused by my reaction. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts, but it only made me feel more disoriented."You can't mark me, not now, please," I pleaded."Okay, I won't mark you now," he assured me. I let out the breath I had been holding. He smiled at me, and I managed a small one in return. "Thank you for accepting this," he said before leaving my room.I slumped into the nearest chair and stared out of the window. I hoped I had made the right decision. I couldn't afford for things to go wrong now, especially when I was just beginning to settle into the pack.That evening, as I was about to eat, the door swung open, revealing Annabelle with a food tray. She grinned at me and took a seat. "Hello, Layla.""Hi," I greeted, making space for her at the table. "I wasn't expecting to see you this eve
Layla was left to browse through the store, ostensibly looking for a dress. However, she found herself just admiring the beautiful dresses. She felt that she had no right to take advantage of Annabelle's kindness. Meanwhile, Nancy was secretly plotting something behind Annabelle's back.Annabelle shook her head at her friend, fully aware that Nancy would soon interrogate her for more information about Layla."So, tell me, what's her story?" Nancy inquired, blocking Annabelle's path."I'm surprised Lisa hasn't told you anything about Layla," Annabelle replied."Well, Lady Annabelle has a business to run, and discussing things with Lisa would be my ruin," Nancy stated.Annabelle laughed, "I don't understand the two of you and your friendship."Nancy shrugged. "Lisa is quite the chatterbox, and she's quite skilled at it. Once she starts, I can't let her go, and my business would be left unattended.""Right, better not to get her started.""She's so different from the people you usually b
LAYLA'S POVThe pack house was a hive of activity, with people bustling about to prepare for the upcoming event. The kitchen staff had risen early to prepare the meal, and I was absorbed in my tasks, trying to keep my mind off what lay ahead. I also thought about Annabelle, who was juggling her responsibilities. To my surprise, Nancy arrived early, holding the dresses for the "Luna’s Creed" event. I seized the opportunity to retreat to my room for a while.I went to the washroom, splashing water on my face to clear my thoughts. Glancing at my bed, I saw the dress Annabelle had helped me pick out for the king's event. Even in the midst of her busyness, she had considered me. This made me feel even worse. I had been avoiding the king since I learned of Annabelle’s plan, a decision that weighed on me heavily.Sitting at my desk, I rested my head in my hands, the relentless pounding in my head mirroring the turmoil in my heart. Was I really making the right decision by giving up my second
DEMETRIUS' POVAnnabelle held her breath as she waited for my response, I shook my head and continued. "What do you think you're doing?" I asked, my frustration showing.Confusion filled her expression. "What?"My next words were like a blow to her plans. "We can't be mates," I stated firmly."Why not?" Annabelle said, looking around at the room full of expectant faces. She should have seen this coming, and I couldn't understand her reaction. She should have been grateful that I was willing to talk."Annabelle, we are not mates," I reiterated, trying to make her understand.Unwilling to give up, Annabelle argued, "As it stands now, we do not have one. The pack needs a Luna!" I then raised a critical point. "And what if we find our mates later?""They came late, and we haven't found our mates yet. Let's move on," Annabelle insisted.I stuck to my decision, firm in my resolve. "No, I can't. I can't be mates with you because I found my mate."I watched Annabelle's reaction, knowing this
Jarod opened his eyes, finding himself in his bed. He sensed something had gone awry, a situation that would incite his rage. Although he didn't know the details, he felt the disturbance. He turned toward the slumbering figure beside him, drew her naked body closer, and initiated a kiss. It was a way to release the pent-up anger within him.He buried himself in her warmth, but it couldn't fill the void he felt. It wasn't the same warmth he once found when he sought pleasure from his long-deceased supposed mate. Something was amiss, and he vowed to get to the bottom of it. He wouldn't rest until he had answers, and the satisfaction he derived from it would be his reward. He had much to do, and the best time to start was now. He left the bed, got dressed, and left his companion to recover from their encounter. A smug smirk played on his lips; he had old friends to visit.ANNABELLE’S POVI paced my room, consumed by rage. I was not just angry; I was seething. The two people I had trusted
Layla tried to leave her mate's room, but he had already stationed two guards at the door. Layla wasn't familiar with these two and they asked her to return inside or they would carry her back. She preferred doing it on her own terms, so she walked back, closing the door behind her. She paced the room, thinking about what to do.This was what she didn't want, and now it was all repeating itself. She had escaped Jarod's clutches only to fall into another pit. Her life had been anything but great so far. She could have ended it all, but Annabelle's determination kept her going. She didn't want Annabelle's efforts to go to waste, nor did she want Clyde's death to be in vain.She took a seat, realizing that pacing wouldn't help her. She looked expectantly at the door, which opened to let someone in. That someone turned out to be Lisa. Layla jumped up and rushed to her, saying, "Lisa!"Instead of a friendly look, Lisa glared at Layla and invaded her space. She walked to the table and dropp
Demetrius was in his room, going over the report Lucas brought to him about the operation of other packs when he heard a knock on the door. Knowing it was his kids, he stood up and went to the door, opening it a little to talk to the boys. However, the sneaky children made their way into the room, rushing to his chair and bed.“Mama?” Laish was the first to notice Layla before Demetrius could cover her up. The other two ran to him and helped each other up, joy in their eyes as they recognized their mama. Shamir turned to Demetrius, asking for confirmation.Demetrius nodded, “Yes, Mama.”“Mama is sleeping,” Laish said.“Mama, wake up,” Shamir said, touching her cheeks.“Kids, don’t wake Mama, let her sleep,” Demetrius told them as he carried Tristan down from the bed and then Laish. When Shamir saw he was next, he started crying, holding Layla's clothes.“Come on, Shamir, don’t wake Mama with your cries,” Demetrius said, trying to peel his hands off Layla’s clothes. Layla groaned and op
Annabelle used magic to throw Demetrius across the room; his head hit the wall, and the power holding him mid-air released him. He fell on the table, breaking it in two. The shock wore off from Demetrius immediately; he knew Annabelle was not planning on going easy on him. So, he charged at her, but she used her powers to immobilize him, rendering him unable to move.Demetrius focused on his inner strength; it had never been said in history that a Lycan king or queen was defeated by a mere witch, and it would not start with him. He felt his toes move, unbeknownst to Annabelle."Do you think you can defeat me?" Annabelle asked, not paying attention to his legs. She started pacing. "You can’t handle me. I am stronger than you think.""But it is killing you," Demetrius said, determined to keep her talking until he was sure he could move his whole body."What do you know?" she snapped. "You know nothing about me. I am not the Annabelle you used to know," she told him."Of course, I know t
Jarod and Annabelle heard the growls from afar and knew that battle was upon them. Annabelle went outside and directed her men on what to do. Jarod pulled her aside as the men got ready, some shifting while others remained in their wolf form, armed with weapons mixed with wolfsbane, weakening the enemy easily.“You should stay with Layla,” Jarod told her.“But she is dead,” Annabelle said.“We are not sure of that, hell, you are not even sure. Four men will watch you, in case you want to change your mind about killing her again,” Jarod said. Annabelle sneered at him, but he waved her away. “We need you to be safe.”“I want to fight!” Annabelle said stubbornly.“No, you are our secret weapon; you should stay safe first,” Jarod told her. “Watch her,” he told four men who escorted Annabelle back to the house.Jarod changed into his wolf to blend in with the men. He knew his strong scent could give him away, but he aimed to take down many enemy warriors.The wolves from the woods charged
★JAROD'S POV★It was fortunate that I overheard Annabelle's and Layla's conversation. She was falling into Layla’s influence again, just like three years ago when our entire plan went downhill. I quickly made my way over to them.“What are you doing?” I demanded, and Annabelle jerked like she was in a trance while Layla gave me an angry look, as if I had burst her favorite bubble. That's exactly what I did, I thought to myself.“Are you letting her sway you with rubbish words again?” I asked Annabelle.Annabelle looked annoyed. “I am not.”“But you looked smitten just now. Why is that?” I questioned her.“It is none of your business,” Annabelle retorted.It was a waste of time to argue with Annabelle once she had denied everything, so I turned to Layla. “Don’t try to sweet talk yourself out of this. We are ending this once and for all,” I told her. To Annabelle, I said, “We need to send the message now.”Annabelle nodded. “But the potion is not ready now.”“No more delays. Are you try
DEMETRIUS' POVAfter leaving my office, I went to the nursery where the kids were playing under the watchful eyes of Elena. She looked so tensed up, and I knew that the other ladies must have set her up to babysit the boys. And the three of them together are capital trouble. When the boys saw me, they ran towards me with super speed; their growth was so fast that they were comfortable on their own feet."Papa," they shouted as they got to me and surrounded me. Elena stood up right and bowed to me. "I will watch them for some time," I told Elena."Yes, Alpha," she said, sounding relieved. She bowed and left the room. "Play with us," Tristan demanded."Carry me," Shamir said, lifting his hands up to me. I knew if I carried one of them, all of them would want to be carried, so I dodged that request. I walked over to their playing mat and sat down; immediately, Shamir placed himself on my laps, occupying his space and claiming ownership. It would be trouble if any other person wants to si
★ANNABELLE’S POV★I was in so much pain; my whole body was burning. I knew I was cursed with the witch power running through my veins. The fact that Layla escaped my camp, a place I thought no one could penetrate, was a big shame to me. It made me more furious at everything I had built. I should be untouchable by now, but a weak girl, three children, and a weak male still escaped and went free. I wished Layla was conscious when they brought her back; she might be dead by now. I busied myself in preparing my weapon. If she doesn't want to die easily, then I will give her options to choose for herself. Then she won’t be able to escape death again.I picked up the potion bottle; it was a death poison. Instead of wasting energy to kill her, seeing how she had not turned up dead, escaped from Jarod, didn’t die when I stabbed her, I had to release her when I captured her, and Jarod tried to kidnap her but failed miserably, and now she is in my hands again. I am so done with her shit. I sh
Nancy gave the boys a bath, fed them, and watched them play in the garden. The children had asked her for their mama; she told them their mama was out, as the Alpha had instructed them to say if the kids asked for their mama. Nancy wished she had her own child. She was the one who told her mate that they should wait. She wanted to enjoy their time alone, but then the Luna came into the picture, and her mate had to attend to the Luna's needs, and everything happened so fast. Maybe now was the right time to have her own child, but the Luna's situation was a concern. Their Alpha did not believe his mate was dead, but Foster said she was dead.Foster was still asleep; he must be regaining his strength while on bed rest. Elena joined Nancy in the garden, and they sat together.“How are they doing?” Elena asked.“Well, they are fine. They have been constantly asking for the Luna,” Nancy said.“What do you think?”“What do you mean?”“Do you think the Luna is dead?” Elena asked. “I don’t wa
Demetrius was summoned to the north border. He hurried over to the place, running in his wolf form, which was faster than in his human form. He had to persuade his wolf, who had been angry with him for days since Layla left on her own to save their kids.He could vividly remember his last conversation with Demon echoing in his head.“You are a fool for staying here when it is likely our mate has been attacked.”“She does not want our help.”“Your help, you mean?” Demon retorted hotly. “We are one person, are we not?”“You should have gone after her no matter what. But what did you do? Stayed back, and for two days now, she has been out of reach. You are so comfortable with yourself.”“I have a pack to worry about.”“So, Foster or your kids are not part of your pack? Or talk about your mate. You don’t need her?” Demon asked him.“Of course, I need her. She is the one that does not need me!”“You sent her kids away from her; she hates you for that. And you won’t even allow her to visit
When Layla saw that everything was quiet, she went over to the barred gate and started working on the lock. She moved quickly because, from that moment, their cover could easily be blown. She heard the click sound, signaling that she had successfully unlocked the gate."It's open," Layla told Foster. She listened for any sounds, hearing none, she opened the door and motioned for Foster to follow her.They both stepped out of the cell and made their way cautiously, not moving too fast as they were still weak. Out in the open, they hid from the guards patrolling outside. When no one was looking, they changed their position and concealed themselves among the bushes."Can you tell where exactly they are?" Layla asked Foster, knowing it would be easier for him to pick up the kids' scent.Foster sniffed the air, attempting to pick out the kids' scent, but it was challenging, mixed with that of the rogues. "Let’s move away from here and try again.""We need to hurry up; they will soon notice