Wolford Damon hated that every nerve in his body was reacting to this close proximity with Harper. Of all, what he hates is lack of control.She wasn’t looking at him. Instead, she turned her head to the side where the door was. Damon followed her line of vision and realized that maybe she wanted to go out of the room. “Do you hate me? Be honest.”It was out of topic, what he just said. But the feeling of being this close to Harper dulls his senses. He couldn’t think properly. He only blurted out the first thought that came to mind. Harper was feeling it too. The sudden change of heart rate, the bothering stare from the king, the intense and sticky looks. It’s not like she’s immune to it. It still affects her big time, but what’s dissimilar between them is that she can shake it aside. What has happened in the forest during that one full moon shouldn’t happen again. A mistake won’t be fixed by another, she noted. That’s why she’s trying her best not to meet his gaze. Because if she
Harper couldn’t sleep. The small bed she shared with Grandma Laura even felt too little. Unlike her, the old woman was sleeping soundly. An opposite of her lying down on her back, eyes unblinking, and just focused on the weakening roof of the cottage. Of all she’s thinking, one made it to the top of the list. She was thinking of the future. What would happen to her after she gives birth to the king’s heir? Will everyone or anyone in the camp still give her the same respect?Deep down, she knew it also meant she’ll forever be Damon’s. Just the thought made her heart do a backflip. It was kind of dreamy if her past self would think of it, but a lot has changed. The things she learned from her Grandma and everything else, that messed it all up. She turned to her side and faced the window. The blackness of the night felt comforting, and she craved its presence. With no further ado, she sat up and yawned. What do you do when you’re sleepy but your thoughts are way louder than your desi
Brayden could feel the excitement in his bones as they neared the camp gate. Unlike before, he brought more men now. And more experienced ones. With double the strength, he knew and believed in them. These men would help him to win Harper back and for sure, trample the camp to the ground. However, there are some changes of plans with his. Unlike the past agenda he had, he decided to use less force now. They had been related with death a lot lately and that to keep doing so would defeat his purpose of unity. When Brayden and his men entered the camp discreetly, most of the lights were off. Only the ones inside the common room and the candles placed at tree trunks provided light. To make them unseen, they had to get rid of the torches they carried coming here. “What now, alpha?”Eric said in a low voice. They’re here, hundreds of them wait for the alpha’s next instruction. One word and they would attack the entire place. “Wait for my signal. Tell the leaders to assign places to thei
“I’ll stay here.”The king wasn’t pleased with Harper’s declaration. “No, please. Your safety’s my top priority. I can’t fight here while thinking you’re not in the room sleeping safely.”Damon reached out to hold Harper’s hand. But she stepped back and kept it beyond his reach.“I said no, Damon. I won’t hide in my room when all of the men are here fighting for me.”Damon frowned. He looked at her eyes for almost a minute, seeking some solace or a hint of fear. What the queen just said scared him. He’s scared for her safety. He’s thinking of their child’s welfare. For all reasons, it’s always better if she’s in the room sleeping away from this noisy ground.But she didn’t fold. She looked at him with firmness on her face.“As what I said, I’ll stay here with the rest of you. You cannot control me to go back inside the room and pretend I don’t exist. Brayden and the rest because of me, Damon. I have to fight back.”Damon knew he’s been defeated in this exchange of arguments. He’s sti
Before Asher could come closer and see what Alora was hiding behind her, one of the wolves from the opposite pack has jumped on his shoulder and knocked him over. Alora was quick to take that opportunity to advance her purpose. She was looking for Brayden and Damon, the one she saw from her room’s window. It didn’t take long, only a specific forty-five seconds that she saw the two still rolling on the slightly wet grounds of the camp. They were reaching for each other’s throats with their claws.The two weren’t paying attention, so when Alora stealthily appeared on the back of Damon and stabbed his shoulder with the blade she was carrying, no one seemed to know what just happened. Except the growl coming from Damon. He tried to shake Alora off, to make her fall from his shoulders. But it was no use. She was clinging for dear life, and to make the hurt worse, the knife was still attached on his left shoulder blades. Damon was growling still, and Brayden was watching the scenario wit
Asher knew the king was right. It’s only bad and hard that one has to let go because of conflict of interest.But it has affected the man. Asher stood there while Brayden hurt the king, and his sister helping him in the process. It was a bad timing to feel that so deeply, but he had no control of how or what he should do. However, someone came into rescue. Unexpectedly for others. It was a red wolf. A wolf with blood-red hair and scarlet eyes. With no warning, the red wolf joined the wrestle, positioned herself at the middle of the match and growled at the other party. Brayden stepped back because of surprise. “Harper… is that you?”Because of her swelling belly, Harper’s size has doubled. With her helped, Damon’s frail body recovered from the black wolf’s clutches and he forced himself to stand. He has underestimated the other wolf’s strength. Perhaps it was the reason why he’s been silent for the past months. What if he’s focused on his strength and skill?“Get out of here, Brayd
Brayden went back to the main house with Alora following him. He found her in one of the main vans, curled like a ball and sleeping on her right side. He only nudged her awake when they reached the main house’s area of the forest and they had to walk towards the house. Alora’s head was down, everything she did from the moment she was accepted by the white wolves now coming back at her realizations. She should’ve been more careful about it, she thought. What’s the problem is that she didn’t have any plans to follow in the beginning. She only followed her instincts. But seeing Brayden again after a long time changed that perspective. Everything she pre-planned went down the drain. That’s how much he affects her. “Come on, Alora. Hurry up.”“I’m sorry, Brayden. My head’s hurting…”She said and he stopped on his tracks. He stepped back to meet her halfway and checked what was on her head. There was a small cut at the side of her left brows. It was bleeding. “You’re hurt. Do you rememb
“Brayden! Brayden! Open the door!”Brayden was taking a nap when successive, violent and numerous knocks interrupted his peaceful slumber. His entire body’s aching from the fight and on his back were bruises caused by the Lycan king. He couldn’t stand easily so he shouted:“Wait! Shahila, you witch!”It was basic language between them. All through out the time she was in the camp, that’s how the two of them talked to each other. Like best frenemies. When the door was pulled open, Shahila invited herself in and sat on the edge of the alpha’s bed. He was half-naked, still sweaty and dirty from the all the wrestle. For a moment, Shahilapaused and let her eyes wander on the nudity of the alpha. His muscles were firm and toned, the color’s tan. Any woman would be stunned for a moment looking at it. Shahila was no exception. But only for a moment. She’s still caught up with her admiration for the king, and that doesn’t die easily. Perhaps never will. “YOU HURT DAMON? AGAIN?!”The alpha r