“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
Damon woke up in an empty and silent room, with the smell of petrichor outside his window and a bubbling potion on a single furnace. One clay pot was placed above the crackling fire and on it, moss green liquid swirling clockwise.The king held his forehead as he sat up. A slight groan escaped his lips, the reason being his body being sore. “Anyone there outside the door?” – he called out, slightly annoyed with the idea that no one was there on the room to assist him. The door opened, and two unfamiliar soldiers stood there with their hands hidden on their backs. “You called for us, my king?” – said the younger one“Where is everyone?” – Damon answered with another question. One of the soldiers stepped closer and leaned in. “Did you just wake up, my king?”Damon frowned. What does it have to do with anything?“Yes. My head’s still aching. Where are the witches?”The soldier straightened his back. He realized the king had no idea of what has happened with the queen. And the great
A week after, Harper’s attention was undivided from Hector. From the moment she opened her eyes in the morning, all her attention was on Hector. He cries, he poops, he twists and turns, but that’s nothing compared to the sleepless nights she had to endure taking care of the baby. Damon knocked on her door just when the sun came up. Harper opened it and invited him in. Automatically, he picked up the baby from the small bed. “How’s my little baby?” – Harper watched with a little smile.There’s something cute about the way he played with the small child. She was looking at them with twinkle on her eyes. He wasn’t the Lycan king everyone quivers to behold. He’s not the reckless and ferocious wolf that’s the bravest of them all. By doing this, he became a different person to her eyes. A loving king and a responsible father.Until Harper caught herself. She shook her head. No, she shouldn’t be distracted from what she planned before. She took the baby back from the king’s grasp.“I can t
The soldier waited for Brayden’s next instruction. He stood there with his hands hidden behind him, while the king took a lot of time staring down at the note. Something about it seemed to be too much to take. The soldier was certain that the message there couldn’t be that long to stared at much longer. It may only contain three to five sentences, max. “Alpha? Shall I let them in?”Brayden straightened his back but no response came out of him yet. He closed his eyes and sighed, still stunned by the message. Could it be possible that Alpha Draco was still alive? Did he really write this message? Was he at a near distance from him right now as he doubted?“Tell them they may come. Also tell the cook in the kitchen to ready a feast for later.”The soldier gave a slight bow and walked his way to the waiting squire at the front door. After delivering the alpha’s message, the squire murmured his thanks and walked limply to the gate. Brayden, on the other hand, watched him from his window.
The news of the Great Alpha’s return reached the other camp as quick as a flash. Upon knowing, Damon held a meeting with the team leaders of his soldiers. They were gathered on a locked meeting hall for almost two hours now, and Harper and the rest of the pack weren’t allowed to enter.Harper couldn’t keep her eyes away from the locked door. She was rocking Prince Hector here and there, with half of her attention glued on the room door. She hoped she could hear something, anything… but it was impossible. The meeting hall was soundproof, and only the most important of meetings were being held inside.Hector cried, perhaps a wake-up call to his mother to give him his full attention. A nurse-maid appeared and took the crying baby away from the wolf queen.“Thank you, Sheila.” – Harper said. Not meeting her eyes. Now with the baby taken away from her, she had her full concern on finding out what information can she get from the men on the other side of the door. With quiet and careful f
He’s back…He’s back…She considered herself warned. The things that she’s afraid to possibly happen is possible to happen now. All the fears, the threats, Harper felt them to be marching towards her in an impossible speed. She tiptoed back to her room when he heard the men wrapping up their discussions. She wouldn’t want Damon to know she has been eavesdropping of their confidential plans for the camp. As much as she wants, she should always be careful. After all this time, Damon still hasn’t gained her trust back.Speaking of the devil, the ajar door opened to reveal a stressed-out face of Damon. “Is he asleep?” – he asked, pertaining to the baby“He is. Would you like to come in?”He gave a single nod and stepped into the room. Immediately, the child twisted in his sleep, as if he felt the presence of his father nearby. Damon noticed the baby’s slight movement and stood there on the bed’s side, his arms crossed on his chest. Harper left the scene, pretended to be busy with the
Alpha Draco looked at the two girls. Both are equally beautiful in their own way. “None of them, Great Alpha.” – Brayden said after having a huge gulp of bubbling beerAlpha Draco frowned, confused. There’re no other women in the royal table. Brayden has been named as the pack’s alpha for how many years already. It’s impossible and improper that on all those years, he managed to survive without a mate to aide him.“What do you mean? Every powerful alpha needs a mate.”Brayden’s left eye twitched. He knew that. In the world of the wolves, even when you’re the most powerful of all, it would still amount to nothing if there is no mate for him. “Actually, I have one… but now, she’s…”Brayden let the rest of the sentence get drowned by the noise. The thing about Harper and being pregnant with the Lycan king’s heir seemed to not be a quality of one powerful wolf pack leader. “I didn’t hear it. What was that?”Brayden gulped and Shahila looked like she’s about to blurt out the truth. “Sh
It’s now or never, Harper thought.Right in front of her Grandma, she knew she had to admit her final decision. It’s not like any other fight or flight situations. It’s only a matter of time before she’ll get to know the consequences of what she’s about to ponder today. Grandma Laura’s reaction wasn’t helping as well. Her eyes were filled with worry, giving Harper the idea of what horrid things wait for her and little Hector in the future.“I won’t question your decision, Harper. I know you’ve taken long enough time to think about this.”She did, actually. But on her mind before this thought was a certain flight plan. No one’s more surprised of this than her but she’s done running away. Perhaps staying and waiting for things to unfold might not be that bad idea.“I have, Grandma. Also, I have to admit there’s some weird feelings I have for the Lycan king himself. I know it’s kind of expected but I didn’t see it coming.”The old woman frowned. Feelings? If she meant being in love with