WRITER'S POV WEDDING DAY“Get the earrings! Get the… don't let it ruin her dress. Be careful with the makeup. Don't apply a lot of powder… use a fuller brush… be easy while you do that…”Ma'am Lucy’s orders echoed in the room. Derrick had specifically appointed her to cater for Lia for the wedding. She wanted it to be perfect. Servants trotted in and out carrying whatever she had requested. Lia sat on a chair before a mirror. The makeup woman worked on her face. Another one stood behind her offering the makeup lady the tools she needed. Yet another was lowered beside Lia prepping her dress. Sounds of footsteps went in and out of the room. Lia couldn't place any of it. The nervousness sliced through her stomach. She desperately craved to eat her nails. Just couldn't. It had been painted so beautifully she couldn't dare ruin such beauty and hard work. Asides that, ma'am Lucy would turn pale. Her stomach grumbled. Ma'am Lucy heard and hurried around. Worried eyes stared down at Lia
WRITER'S POVMa'am Lucy was outside the door and in wait. As soon as Derrick walked out the wedding hall with Lia, she knew to come take her. “I'm sorry, my king. We should have prepared her more and made sure she was feeling alright,” she apologized. “It's fine. Just let her get some rest,” Derrick shrugged dismissively. He let go of Lia, ready to get back inside. But Lia grabbed his arm. “You promised to take me. And…besides the people wouldn't be expecting you to return quickly.” Lia fluttered her lashes coyly and wore an adorable smile Derrick narrowed his eyes down at her. His substitute Luna…no, his bait was getting bolder by the second. Right away he was supposed to reprimand her. But why did he think she was cute instead? Ma'am Lucy froze with shock at Lia's behavior before the king. She fell to her knees. “Forgive me, my king. We haven't taught her well. Since there was not much time to prepare her as Luna.”Derrick raised a hand. His lips curled slightly at the corn
WRITER'S POVAlpha Blake was restless. Ever since the moment the lycan king stepped out with Lia, he had had no moment of peace within him. Several thoughts ran through his mind as his eyes darted all over the hall. Unable to sit back in silence, he snuck out of the wedding hall. What was he going to tell the lycan king if he discovered Lia was his daughter. “Oh Lia…” he groaned. Thankfully a lot of the lycan king's guards were gathered at the wedding venue. He manoeuvred his way through the pathway that he hoped would lead him to Lia. At a thought, he halted abruptly. The thought of Lia losing her memory occurred to him. A frown creased his face. He clearly recalled when she was being led out how she looked at him. As if she wanted to tell him something. He continued to walk. He had to see her. Even if she had lost her memory, he must find out. “NO PASSAGE TO OUTSIDERS”A sign read as he was about to get past a building. He looked ahead. Saw some female servants with trays an
“What could he be thinking? What could be going on in the head of that tyrant?” Alpha Dante groaned. He stared ahead distantly and his legs tapped impatiently. Alpha Gerald snorted. “He is trying to get us in his trap. Did you see his eyes as he took his new little bitch around? He is trying to use the bitch to get to us. By the way, did any of you send the bitch?”It had been twenty minutes since the Alphas Alpha gathered. Alpha Blake had not said a word. He was standing behind the window frame, looking out. All he thought of was how to get Lia out of the nest of the lycan king. Lia had assured him she had things under control but he would be a fool to relax at those words. Lia knew almost nothing about the Lycan King’s monstrous side nor his quest to unveil the secret of the death of his mate and newborn pup. One thing was certain. As long as Lia remained in Harrow Wood Pack, under the eyes of the lycan king, she was far from being safe. “Alpha Blake. Do you have nothing to sa
“My Alpha, Beta Tom has arrived,” one of the servants in Alpha Blake's house announced. “Alright send him into the reception room.”Alpha Blake starred a bit longer at the old picture. Sighing, he carefully laid it back in the old wooden box and pushed it back under his bed. Then he made it to the reception room.When Beta Tom saw him walk in, he stood up. “My Alpha, is everything alright? When I got your urgent message I was deeply worried and had to come at once.”Alpha Blake nodded with a small smile. Having Tom Carlos as his Beta lessened his worries. Asides the fact that he was deeply respectful, he was always there whenever he was called upon. sometimes Alpha Blake thought he was being too respectful especially as they were friends. “Yes. Thank you for coming.” He motioned him to sit. Alpha Blake let out a heave as he settled into the sofa. Beta Tom squinted at him. “You look troubled my Alpha. What is it bothering you?”Alpha Blake sighed again. “It's nothing. Tell me,
LIA'S POV “This personal assistant of a thing…I know I have already asked before but do I really need to–” “Yes, you really need to pick one,” Ma'am Lucy said without even letting me finish. “I have compiled a list for you and the ladies will be arriving for selection at a scheduled date.” She was leading me to go say my greetings to Derrick’s parents. As usual her strides are so fast I was struggling to keep up. Surprising how little I had heard of Derrick's father but so much about his mother. I hadn't even seen his face ever since I entered the Pack and no one ever spoke of him. It was as if there was an unwritten rule to never bring him up. “The king will pick you up from here. Don't move an inch.” “What…weren't we supposed to go together…” Ma'am Lucy was already trotting away while I was still complaining. I groaned in frustration dreading another long weary minutes in the same space with my cruel captor. Seconds later and he showed up. He stopped and scanned
WRITER'S POV Derrick stood to his feet and walked to the window for the umpteenth time that morning. He stared out briefly down at the building next to his office and it was still as quiet and uneventful as the first time he had checked. Beta Damian strutted inside. “Are you worried? Why don't you go down and see for yourself if you are so worried,” he spoke, startling Derrick who immediately slung his hand into his pocket and shifted from the window. “Worried? Why would I be?” Derrick scoffed, resuming his poison on his seat. He steepled his fingers on the desk and tapped. It wasn't that he was worried. It was just that going over his words again made him realize how harsh he must have sounded. He had tried to convince himself that it wasn't really that bad. And fact remained, he had said worse words than those to others and didn't bulge about it. Why was he suddenly worried about his words hurting a woman who was nothing more than his bait. Damian chuckled. Of course he wa
WRITER'S POV “Alpha Dante?” Alpha Gregory held the door, surprised. “What brings you to my abode?” “We are not supposed to meet today…” he added and looked past him expecting to see someone else. “We can no longer meet at our usual place. Derrick’s eyes are everywhere,” Alpha Dante uttered hastily as he let himself in. “Did something happen?” Alpha Gregory questioned signaling to one of his servants to bring them a drink. “You should be grateful to me,” Dante said and plopped down in the nearby seat. “We have been followed. Our meeting spot is no longer safe.” “I knew it. We would have been foolish to not expect it. I just didn't expect he would be moving this fast. But…how did you find out?” Alpha Dante looked up, a smirk playing at his lips. Derrick had always discovered any spy he placed in his house. What usually saved him was the oat he always made the men take. They always swear to rather bite their tongue to death than to ever reveal his name. Of course he always
BLOOD MOON PACK “Rose you can't do this to me…” Carlos begged, feeling helpless. The discussion he had avoided was finally happening. For the past weeks, he'd noticed Rose's changes. Things she would usually not do, she started doing easily; missing his calls and not calling back, being too busy for him all of a sudden and sneaking away to take calls. He knew why she was acting this way, he knew it all but he'd decided to not bring it up. Because he was afraid of this very moment. “I'm sorry Carlos– I wished I didn't have to make a choice,” Rose said. “You don't have to! You only need to stay with me. Please, Rose…”“I wanted to! I wanted to…but—”As he tried to hold her, she dodged. “I'm sorry Carlos but I have chosen Kelly and I have rejected our bond. I hope you find your second chance mate.”Casting him one last pitiful glance she hurried away leaving a helpless Carlos. As much as Carlos wanted to chase after her, go on his knees and beg her until she accepted him back, he hel
“What is the next step? His men are coming after me… they are searching all over the Pack for me…they will find me and kill me…”“Stop acting like a sissy!” Alpha Dante lashed out at the fidgeting reporter. He turned to Alpha Gregory and eyed him. He had told him to find a good reporter. Where did he find such a scaredy cat? “Look , Mr Graven, you need to calm down and let me think–”Mr Graven spun, eyes red with fury. “I can't hide in your house forever! The king has eyes everywhere. He can find me here and kill me! You are asking me to calm down? Because it isn't your bloody name that is plastered all over the newspaper as a fucking wanted man!”“I said shut your mouth!” Alpha Dante snarled. “Don't ask me to keep calm! Okay fine….You know what. I'm done with this and you both. You are the ones at a disadvantage now. I can go to the king and tell him everything you have done. You paid that woman to lead the protest and you made me write that report!” Graven sneered, his red shot e
LIA'S POV Why would Derrick kiss me? In front of the women at that! Fine, he was trying to make a point and It was only on my forehead but still… he could have chosen to do anything else but kiss. And he'd done it so naturally that the women were completely fooled! I was nothing but a bait until he caught whoever he wanted to catch and found Laura. And yes, this wasn't supposed to make me panic but since I returned from the unexpected meeting, it couldn't leave my head. I took off the extremely tight dress Clara had made me put on and let out a gasp. Well, he was an Alpha that would do anything to get what he wanted. I sighed as I recalled his words. I was nothing but his bait. I'm sure he would never feel differently about the kiss or anything. However, I feared my identity was on the verge of getting exposed. Those lycan women could have marked my face even though we were some height from them. But no matter what, Derrick must never find out I was not of lycan blood. Never. My
Standing in the balcony of the second floor of the building, Derrick looked down over the heads of the women. As much as he wanted, he couldn't get a good look at their faces. It was practically impossible considering the distance. But even if he were to be closer to them, it was almost impossible to detect his enemies amongst them–which was actually what he wanted more. He blamed Damian and Ethan for putting him up to this and wasting his precious time. The main mastermind he was seeking for was most likely not present. “Women of Harrow Wood! You want me to prove that the Luna is truly my wife and we are not having a fake marriage. Then so be it. To prove the sincerity of our marriage, I am declaring a week holiday for everyone. On the seventh day, we shall be having a celebration! Bring your families along!” “We want to know her identity! She is a murderer! She murdered Laura!” Someone screamed from the crowd. Derrick squinted at the screamer. He couldn't get a better view
“Some people are incredible,” Jimmy muttered, shaking his head. “You mean some people are increasingly good with words,” Emily rephrased. “Mm-hm,” Jimmy mumbled and readjusted in his position. They were at the back of the thick crowd of women in the lycan king's house. The women's voices were booming as they waited for the king to come out and address them. “Are you sure we did the right thing following them to come here?” Emily whispered to him. “If we are to find Lia, we have to stay up to date with the happenings of the Pack. We will leave once we hear what the king says to them.” “That is if he will show up,” Emily mumbled back, stretching her head to catch a glimpse of the lycan king’s house. She thought the women were bold, storming into their lycan king's house to protest. All credit to the woman that convinced them. Although she had to involve her life in the process of convincing them. “Still…this is…bold…” she sighed, pressing back a spilling yawn. “This is t
WRITER'S POV “Alpha Dante?” Alpha Gregory held the door, surprised. “What brings you to my abode?” “We are not supposed to meet today…” he added and looked past him expecting to see someone else. “We can no longer meet at our usual place. Derrick’s eyes are everywhere,” Alpha Dante uttered hastily as he let himself in. “Did something happen?” Alpha Gregory questioned signaling to one of his servants to bring them a drink. “You should be grateful to me,” Dante said and plopped down in the nearby seat. “We have been followed. Our meeting spot is no longer safe.” “I knew it. We would have been foolish to not expect it. I just didn't expect he would be moving this fast. But…how did you find out?” Alpha Dante looked up, a smirk playing at his lips. Derrick had always discovered any spy he placed in his house. What usually saved him was the oat he always made the men take. They always swear to rather bite their tongue to death than to ever reveal his name. Of course he always
WRITER'S POV Derrick stood to his feet and walked to the window for the umpteenth time that morning. He stared out briefly down at the building next to his office and it was still as quiet and uneventful as the first time he had checked. Beta Damian strutted inside. “Are you worried? Why don't you go down and see for yourself if you are so worried,” he spoke, startling Derrick who immediately slung his hand into his pocket and shifted from the window. “Worried? Why would I be?” Derrick scoffed, resuming his poison on his seat. He steepled his fingers on the desk and tapped. It wasn't that he was worried. It was just that going over his words again made him realize how harsh he must have sounded. He had tried to convince himself that it wasn't really that bad. And fact remained, he had said worse words than those to others and didn't bulge about it. Why was he suddenly worried about his words hurting a woman who was nothing more than his bait. Damian chuckled. Of course he wa
LIA'S POV “This personal assistant of a thing…I know I have already asked before but do I really need to–” “Yes, you really need to pick one,” Ma'am Lucy said without even letting me finish. “I have compiled a list for you and the ladies will be arriving for selection at a scheduled date.” She was leading me to go say my greetings to Derrick’s parents. As usual her strides are so fast I was struggling to keep up. Surprising how little I had heard of Derrick's father but so much about his mother. I hadn't even seen his face ever since I entered the Pack and no one ever spoke of him. It was as if there was an unwritten rule to never bring him up. “The king will pick you up from here. Don't move an inch.” “What…weren't we supposed to go together…” Ma'am Lucy was already trotting away while I was still complaining. I groaned in frustration dreading another long weary minutes in the same space with my cruel captor. Seconds later and he showed up. He stopped and scanned
“My Alpha, Beta Tom has arrived,” one of the servants in Alpha Blake's house announced. “Alright send him into the reception room.”Alpha Blake starred a bit longer at the old picture. Sighing, he carefully laid it back in the old wooden box and pushed it back under his bed. Then he made it to the reception room.When Beta Tom saw him walk in, he stood up. “My Alpha, is everything alright? When I got your urgent message I was deeply worried and had to come at once.”Alpha Blake nodded with a small smile. Having Tom Carlos as his Beta lessened his worries. Asides the fact that he was deeply respectful, he was always there whenever he was called upon. sometimes Alpha Blake thought he was being too respectful especially as they were friends. “Yes. Thank you for coming.” He motioned him to sit. Alpha Blake let out a heave as he settled into the sofa. Beta Tom squinted at him. “You look troubled my Alpha. What is it bothering you?”Alpha Blake sighed again. “It's nothing. Tell me,