Something's brewing, someone's coming~
I was nervous. No, that was an understatement in itself. My heart was thumping so loud, my hands were clammy, and every step I took felt like I was sinking into quicksand. I know that this time, things were different. For starters, my parents actually wanted me to be here. My mother practically dragged me into the ballroom and my father was pleased to see me, too. My sister, on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen. I wonder where she went and I felt a pang of guilt thinking that I might have caused it, that I might have caused her to shed away from the spotlight. But then again, I also couldn’t help but think that finally, after all these years, I was the one that was actually getting to be seen. For the first time in my entire life, I was the beautiful Alpha’s daughter nobody could keep their eyes away from. As I walked into the grand ballroom of our Pack mansion, the guests gasped and stared at me not from disgust, but in delight. If months ago they looked at me like I was
I’m half walking and half running when I managed to move past the amount of people in the ballroom and finally get to step outside. Any second longer in there and I think I would have suffocated. There was something about faking smiles and forcing laughter around these people who used to treat me like shit that just didn’t sit right with me. I guess no matter how hard I tried to tell myself that I finally belong here, in the end, maybe I was just never meant to actually belong with people that never appreciated me for who I was in the first place. I let out a heartbroken sigh as I pushed myself to keep walking to the nearest bathroom. All I want is to just go to my room, slump on my bed, and let sleep take over me, hoping that when I wake up, things will all be better. But the worst part? I don’t even have a bed anymore, seeing as my beloved sister had practically made my old room into her stockroom. Yet one of the many things that boggle my mind. How did they just accept that
King Hunter Beowulf I come from a long line of royalty and power. Before I was even born, many fervently prayed and patiently waited for someone like me to come. Someone to pass on the coveted title to, someone that would be deserving of the entire European kingdom, and someone nobody would dare defy. When I was born, everyone rejoiced. I was everything and more that they had dreamed of, which is why at a young age, the title of Lycan King was passed on to me even before I could find my mate, my Queen, which was far from tradition and rules, but my father, the former King, was always known to challenge such things. Everyone believed I was going to find my other half with no problem. I was their definition of perfection and because of that, they strongly believed that the Moon Goddess would give me someone that would also be worthy to stand by my side as I ruled. Not only will she have the most beautiful and magnetic presence, but she would of course be intelligent, brave, and mo
King Hunter Beowulf “The King is too busy for something so trivial. Go talk to your designated Pack spokesperson and then they can come back to us for the weekly assessment.” I heard the stern voice coming from the main hall. I had just come from my morning run and was only planning to get a quick bite before washing up, but the conversation got me curious so instead, I took a sharp turn and walked into the room. “My King! You’re here!” Alistair, the kingdom’s councilor, is genuinely surprised to see me appear, as are the townspeople he was speaking to. They looked at me with widened eyes and nervous expressions. “Ki- King Hunter,” they said in awe before bowing their heads. I greet them a good morning followed by a warm smile. Two little things, but that was enough to raise their spirits. It is exactly why I love doing what I do – serving my people. Seeing the way their eyes brighten and their faces light up is one of my favorite things that come with who I am. I do my bes
I began to blink my eyes open, the action a little bit difficult which made me feel uneasy because the last time that happened, I learned I had just jumped off a cliff and was asleep for three months. When I finally managed to fully open my eyes, I realized it was already daytime based on the minimal sunlight coming in from the tall window where the curtain was slightly parted in the middle. It took a lot of my strength to push me up and when I was finally sitting down, I took in my surroundings. I was on a king-sized bed with white sheets, wearing a t-shirt that was clearly much bigger than my body as it covered me almost up to my knees. I panic even more as I remembered last night and how I was wearing a dress, not… t h i s. How the hell did I even end up here? Also, where even is here? The events of yesterday flitted before my eyes. Saying goodbye to Asteria. Seeing my family again. Finding out Kylo was also my mate. Discovering Kage was a cheating asshole. Kage! I g
I’m walking down the halls of our Pack mansion while he’s right next to me. H i m. The Lycan King. The man who is almost stuck to me like glue. Earlier in the room, I didn’t know what else to tell him and I panicked so the only escape I could think of was to say I needed to shower and get ready. At one point, I thought he was going to join me in the shower. The craziest thing about this whole thing? I don’t think I would have said no. My hands and body are covered in a cold sweat, my heart's still beating loud and fast, and I am unable to focus on one single thought only. Why did this happen? How did this happen? Why me? He wasn’t my mate when I first met him, so why now? Was it because I almost died and came back to life… a new woman? And am I seriously going to have breakfast with him and my entire family?! I’m not ready. I’m not ready for any of this at all! “I can almost hear your loud and fast beating heart. Are you nervous?” Hunter–I’m still not used to calling him that–t
I don’t think there’s anything more uncomfortable than watching my own sister–who has done her best to try and look like me–blatantly flirt with the man who I slept on the same bed with the night before and who has also just recently confessed his desire to be with me. What’s even more weird is how nobody, not my parents nor Hunter, has pointed out anything out of the ordinary. It makes me wonder if it’s just me seeing this or somehow my mind has made it up. But no. I can see clearly with my two freaking eyes that Heather is way too touchy compared to normal! “Here, you can use this butter knife, King Hunter…” She says before slowly pushing the knife on the table and inching her hand closer to his, making sure that they end up skin to skin. What the fuck? Is nobody else seeing this?! “I didn’t ask for a knife,” Hunter said coldly before proceeding to eat his bread with one bite, not giving any attention to my sister. At least if there was any consolation to this weird situati
Chaos erupted in that dining room like nothing I have ever witnessed before. In the blink of an eye, the kindness my parents had bestowed upon Hunter had flown out of the window and their eyes had turned into something vindictive. “What… what exactly do you mean by ‘Lycans are forbidden to be with our kind’? I don’t think I’m understanding this properly.” My mother asked, her jaw muscle ticking and her eyes slightly twitching. I wanted to tell her that it meant exactly how Kage said it. Kage may be a cheating asshole, but he is also a smart asshole. That means he knows a lot about political affairs and whatnot since it’s required for him as an Alpha. He meets so many wolves of all Packs and ranks that I’m sure he must have heard this information from one of them before. But why is he so adamant on letting others know even if it means angering the King himself? That I have no idea. Kage lets out a few coughs as he puts a hand over his chest while trying to catch his breathing
– King Hunter Beowulf – It was nothing but bliss having Hailey back to me again, and sometimes I even wonder if she’s real, but god, every time she touches me, I know she is. I know she is as real as it gets, and I cannot get fucking enough of her. I’m walking down the hallway to her room where she’s getting ready for our wedding, the one that I had arranged instantly because there was no way in hell I was letting her pass by another second. “I’m coming in,” I said, slightly banging on the door. I heard a shriek on the other side and knew that it’s not Hailey’s. My suspicion was proven correct when the door opened ever so slightly and I saw my cousin staring at me angrily. “What the hell are you doing here? The groom cannot see the bride in her dress!” She huffed and I could hear Hailey’s chuckles at the back. God, I loved her laugh. Just hearing it from here makes my heart beat a little faster. If only Carol would go away so I can tame this beast inside of me trying to escape.
– King Hunter Beowulf – I held her in my arms, crying, wailing, sobbing uncontrollably. I thought that if I screamed harder for her that somehow, in some way, she would hear me and turn back around, that she would come back to me. But seconds passed, and then it turned into minutes, and Colt and Carol had arrived, too. They saw me on the floor, holding onto Hailey, begging for her to come back. “No! No! She can’t be gone!” Colt cried out and I heard Carol in her usual demanding voice telling other people what to do. “Did they check on her?! Where the hell are the healers?!” ‘They’ve already done everything they could. They pulled out the silver bullet in her, but it had seeped into her body far too fast than anybody would have ever thought possible. Whatever that crazy bitch Suzy had, it was powerful.’ I mindlinked to her because somehow words just can’t seem to come out of my lips. “Suzy…” I croaked out to Carol. She shook her head, anger and tears in her eyes, both emotion
There were a thousand different ways I thought this plan was going to go. One, we wouldn’t even be able to get Hunter alone because he’d be too surrounded by guards, or worse, Suzy. Two, he would be too hard-headed and wouldn’t easily be swayed and go with us. Three, he’d just scream bloody murder and kick me out. There were a lot of other things, but this, this was definitely not something I anticipated. He knew me. But not in a way I thought he would. It turns out, he’s been dreaming of me this whole time. It all sounded so insane, but by the shocked and disbelieving look on Hunter's face, I knew he was telling the complete truth. He had the look of a person who was definitely trying to remember my face from something he had already seen before. But when I told him who I really was, he looked like he wanted to throw me out of this car and into prison for committing treason against him. Totally not the romantic Hunter I used to know, but hey, that’s what this plan was for.
— King Hunter Beowulf — I haven’t had proper sleep for quite some time now. I don’t really know what’s going on with me, but every time I close my eyes, I see a woman. She’s dressed in a long red dress, her hair is a color I have never encountered before with silver streaks, and just looking at her from behind makes me feel something I’ve never felt before. My dream always starts with her turned around and when she starts walking, I call out for her. She keeps going, and every time I get closer to her, she runs further away until I am running and running and I become tired, breathless. At the last second, she turns to face me and when I am expecting to see a face, all I see is white where there is supposed to be one. I wake up sweating and panting, my heart thumping loud and fast. Tonight was no exception. I turned to my side and saw that Suzy was still sleeping soundly. I know because her mouth is wide open and she’s making small snoring sounds. I’ve learned to get used to
"Are you sure about this, Hails?" Colt asked for, I don't know, the one hundredth time. I'm putting a few things into a bag, just some clothes I'll need for the weekend, and the dress I plan to wear for the... events. I still can't stop pausing and reevaluating things every time I think about where I'm going, but right after I just keep going. I have to. I am determined to do this. To... end things, if ever. I know that seeing Hunter with that woman may either break me, or give me hope that one day Hunter will remember me still. I will go for that tiny sliver of hope. "Yes, and if you ask me again, I'm going to tell Caroline to ban you from getting on her plane." I joked and Colt looked at me with a fake offended expression. "I will not stay quiet while I am treated unfairly!" He exclaimed as he exaggeratedly placed his hand on his chest. "Go take a hike, Alpha Colt." I continued to tease and we ended up just laughing for minutes that my stomach started to hurt. Out of now
It's been five days since I got back home, back to my Pack, and each day I felt less strange than the last, but still, the feeling lingered. The feeling of me not being where I'm supposed to be, or rather who I'm supposed to be with. It was an endless and monotonous cycle of waking up and wishing I was right next to Hunter, then coming to terms with the fact that I couldn't, so I lived my days the best I could and the only way I could. I guess if there is one thing that I could be really grateful for is the fact that with my re-arrival, somehow, just like Colt mentioned, my family had... changed. A knock on my door startled me out of my thoughts and I pushed my blanket off me. "Good morning, Hailey! Are you up?" She asked on the other side. It was Heather. She's been doing this every morning since I arrived. The first time was weird as hell. And the second, third, but by the fourth time, I somewhat started getting used to it. By the fifth, I began to like it. "Yeah, let me ju
Just like Suzy said, they let me go. They picked me up because I was barely moving after watching Hunter disappear with that woman, tied something around my eyes, dragged me into a car, then sped off. I have no idea how long we were driving for. I have no idea what turns we took nor what exits. All I know is that when the car stopped, the person took the blindfold off of me, and then tossed me at the side of the road like I was nothing but a broken thing just to be thrown away. I don’t know what I was anymore. I just no longer felt myself, like a part of my soul had been torn apart from me and I could not utter a word or even think of anything else but him, but my Hunter. A painful thought came into my mind – he is no longer my Hunter. I wasn’t sure what happened after that. The rain had come from nowhere, and even when it got heavier, I didn’t move. I couldn’t move, not for shelter, not for food, not for anything. The next thing I know, I’m on bed and I’m opening my eyes as my
— King Hunter Beowulf — Mark her?! She wants me to mark her right in front of my mate?! I thought this bitch was crazy, but now I’m sure that she is, and not just that, but an actual deranged psycho–fucking–path. There was no fucking way I was going to do such a thing. Hailey was my mate and not anybody else. The only one that deserves my mark is her and if Suzy thinks she can force me to do otherwise, she’s more delusional than I thought. I know that Hailey is feeling the same way, too, and if I want my plan to work, I need her to be on the same page, but I don’t have a lot of time. Based on my calculations, I have about ten seconds to bring my fangs out, and another ten to sink them into Hailey’s neck and mark her once and for all. I didn’t want it to be like this. I didn’t want to do this in such a fucked up place and situation. I was planning for everything to be perfect, for the two of us to be in a special place for when I do it, but this leaves me no choice. If I want us
Even until the end, Hunter loved me until his dying breath. I cried and I cried until there were no more tears left to be released by my body, no more water, no more anything. Not a single word in the dictionary could describe what I was feeling. I was completely devastated. Heartbroken. Lost. Honestly, I wasn't even sure if I was still feeling anything. Seeing Hunter lying on the ground lifeless had destroyed me completely. I don't think I'll ever recover from this. And my biggest fear was him getting lost in my memory, our time together slipping away from my fingers, one question repeating in my head over and over again - was he ever really mine to lose? — I jolted awake, sweat covering me from head to toe, and my body was shaking rapidly. I was cold, but I was also too warm, like my body was on fire but I was thrown into negative temperature water. What... what the hell... Where... am I... now... I rubbed my eyes with my hands and right after I tried to move my body