For almost a month now, there is something Damon conceals from his claimed mate: the whereabouts of her grandma. Twenty-two years ago, Laura found baby Harper behind a huge stone, where it seemed like someone abandoned her. She was a bouncing little baby, wrapped in a blanket stitched with wolf fur to keep her warm from the cold. Hidden on the blanket was a note with only two words: Harper Redmayne. Laura knew it was the baby’s name. She took her to her arms and raised her as her own, introducing herself as her Grandma. What Harper’s unaware of is that all these years, there’s more to that story than what her Grandma Laura told her. And keeping that secret for this long length of time places Laura’s life in danger. She wasn’t the only one who knows what’s at stake. Damon was well-aware of it too. That’s why after that first encounter with the black wolves, he came back to rescue the woman and place her someplace else. Isolated, with the knowledge of which is only exclusive to him a
The other side of the world had a different line of events, though unfortunate as the same. Surprisingly, Alora indeed found a new best friend in the form of Shahila Ruben. The latter felt welcomed in the new environment she’s in, much more than her entire life’s attempts to belong to the white wolves’ camp. However, there are still moments she’ll think of Damon. When she does, that’s the only time she’ll get reminded of the hurt.As of this moment, the two of them were sharing conversations about their lives below the shade of a tree at 4 in the afternoon. Brayden’s pursuit after Harper keeps on rescheduling because of some intra-group concerns which he had to attend to. This, to Alora, was a lucky event. However, despite the budding friendship between her and Shahila, there’s still something she cannot be honest to her. A topic she tries her best to cover up. Not for long. “Miss Alora, the alpha wants to see you in the main hall.” – It was Greg who delivered the news. Alora gul
Her anger hasn’t subsided yet. Perhaps never. Greg was a hundred times calmer, and she hated that fact. Inside his bungalow, he locked the door and pulled down the curtains. If anyone sees him with Alora, he knows there will be a lot of explaining to do. “What were you thinking?!” – Alora snapped“I thought she’s dead, too! I saw her drown with my two eyes. I don’t think blaming me for the slightest chance of her survival’s what you should be doing.”“We had an agreement, Greg! I should’ve known you’re not man enough to do it. You should’ve said so.”She crashed on a seat. She thought all this time, she was being guilty of being the one who said the order, but now that her plans failed, Alora realized that she needed that plan to succeed. There’s no room for her to feel any remorse about what happened. Turns out Harper dead would be more beneficial to her than being alive. “No one would take your mission aside from me, Miss Alora. They’ll all too scared of the alpha.”Alora frowned
Harper put down the phone with a thud. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that.”Damon crossed his arms and frowned. He has noticed it since the night before. There was something different about the wolf queen. She’s acting up on something. For what reason, anyway? He has no clue.“It’s fine. Are you sure everything’s okay? You seem… stressed.”Harper was avoiding Damon’s eyes. She couldn’t help but regret her choices that night when she followed him. She let her fear took over her. If she weren’t a coward, she already knows what was behind the door that night. The howl of the wolf she heard from a distance was from Damon looking for her. Turns out one of the soldiers noticed she was gone from the common room. As soon as their king arrived, the soldier reported her disappearance. When Harper arrived the camp again, she couldn’t think quick. What she blurted out was that she tried to escape to warn Shahila about the black wolves. Shockingly, Damon bought it. Or so she thought. Damon knew sh
Unlike most nights, this one didn’t scare Harper at all. Her heart was beating thrice the normal, enthusiasm feeling her system in the most unexpected way. The feeling of both excitement and worry filling her heart, she walked the woods with Damon’s cloak covering her head.She promised herself to be careful and alert. Any slight movement may be a sign of danger. It’s what she was thinking at the top of her head. When she was in the middle of the woods, with only a small torchlight to navigate her path and retrace her memories of where Damon was the night before, she only has herself to rely on. At most cases, that was enough.It was after 8 minutes that she saw the cabin in a distance. It was dark and lonely and grim. She cannot bear to be here any longer than an hour. She then thought of her Grandma having to deal with such solitude. And for how long?For weeks, that is. Damon didn’t give her the exact time when her Grandma was placed here. She can only guess it was too long. Given
Damon woke up earlier than usual the next morning. He’s certain he dreamed of something, but couldn’t remember what it was. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. It was 10 am now, he overslept for the first time in very long years. As soon as Harper left his room last night, he laid down and sleep visited him like an old friend. The next minute he was in deep slumber, awakened in a different world in his dreams which now he can’t remember. He stretched his hands and neck as he opened the window. Indeed, it was broad daylight outside. The men of the camp just arrived from the forest gathering woods for cooking. The women were drying clothes under the heat of the sun. He scanned around looking for his queen but she was nowhere in sight.After a quick wash of his face, he went out to the camp grounds. Most of the white wolves greeted him. Those who were wounded from the past attack has now recovered. He was pleased to see that most of the damages from that last unfortunate event’s starting to
Damon couldn’t wait to deliver the good news. He climbed down the common room and approached Harper right after they were done hanging the clothes. He was greeted with the women, who giggled and smiled by the attention he has given them. Though it wasn’t for them directly. “So, how did it go, my king?” – Harper asked, pertaining to the talk Damon had with Anthony. She clearly had no idea it was about her. “It went well. Are you done here?”Harper took a quick glance at the clothes dripping from the clothes line. She nodded at him.Damon guided her back to the common room where the cleaning ladies were wiping each of the chairs and realized they’re not yet ready for guests. Again, he invited her to his room. There, they both sat down. Harper was puzzled on what this could be about. “O…okay. Is there something going on here?” – Harper started. Behind him, she looked at the cloak. It was still at the same place she placed it. Phew. Damon sat down on his seat and played with the fold
Back at the white wolves’ camp, Harper spent the day with only counting the remaining hours before 11 in the evening. It was the time promised to her by Damon.On the other hand, Damon got his hands full with the tasks he needed to complete for the camp. He was at the training grounds, at the dungeons, at the infirmary and everywhere he felt his presence was needed.It was 7:30 pm when they both met at the common room to have dinner with the selected few. The others are free to get food and eat at the tables at the side. Only the lycan king, his queen and the other known names are allowed to be at the long center table with servers and extra cutleries. Now with Shahila exiled, there was an empty seat staring back at Harper every meal. “Don’t you think we should remove that seat, my king?” – Harper said, staring at the empty in front of her.“No need. It will only be filled up one day. By anyone, really.”Harper gulped. Just that it reminds her of Shahila and all the lies she’s told b