Finally! đ„đ„đ„"Do you remember anything at all about what happened?" Lucas asked, his tone now more urgent.I furrowed my brow, trying to recall any details that might shed light on the incident. But the memories were hazy, fragmented, like pieces of a puzzle that didnât quite fit together."I remember... a struggle," I began slowly, trying to piece together the disjointed images in my mind. "There were people, or maybe creaturesâIâm not sure. They restrained me, and I think I heard them talking, but the words were unclear. Something about a âchild,â âstrategy,â and âdefeat.â But thatâs all I can remember."Lucas frowned, clearly not satisfied with the limited information. "Those words... they donât make much sense on their own. But they could be clues to something bigger."He began to pace the room, his mind clearly working through the possibilities. I watched him, feeling a strange mix of emotions. Despite our recent conflicts, there was something comforting about having him here,
Anxiety creeping inđ„đ„đ„Although I ate a very filling and comforting meal, I still ended up feeling quite hungry about 30 minutes later. I decided to make my way to the kitchen to get something to eat, so I grabbed the tray that contained the empty bowl and platter used to bring my food.I still wasn't strong enough to walk around easily, so I carefully made my way out as I approached the stairs. I went to the kitchen and dropped the dirty dishes in the sink. After scanning the place to ensure I was still the only one there, I checked inside the fridge. I looked around to see what I could have, but I couldn't find anything I really wanted at that moment. I eventually opted for a large apple, which I cut into thin slices and ate with some peanut butter. The snack was very filling, so after finishing it, I drank some water and started back to my room.On my way, I overheard Simon and Lucas having a discussion. Even though I didn't want to eavesdrop, I somehow managed to hear and under
You thought? đ„đ„đ„I felt a chill run down my spine. The idea of being sold off to another kingdom, to be used as a bargaining chip or worse, filled me with dread. Memories of my time in the previous pack house flooded back, and I struggled to keep my composure.âIs there nothing I can do?â I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. âIs there no way I can prove that Iâm not a liability?âSimon sighed and stood up from the bed, towering over me. âThatâs not for you to decide, Ashley. Itâs for us to determine whatâs best for the kingdom. But if you really want to prove yourself, then stop being so weak. Start acting like someone who belongs here, like someone whoâs worthy of being our mate.â He paused for a short while, letting out a laugh before saying, âeven though you donât fit in any way possible.âHis words stung, but I nodded slowly, realizing that arguing with him would get me nowhere. Simon glanced at the door, his expression unreadable.âStay in your room for now,â he said, his
On the edge đ„đ„đ„âAren't you going to say anything to defend yourself?â he said after a long moment of silence. For a long while, I didn't say anything, or let's just say I didn't even have anything coming to mind to say.âAshely?â he continued, and even though I didn't move an inch from where I stood, I was completely scared of what he would most likely do if he suddenly got angry.âYour highness, IâŠââCome here!â he ordered, cutting me off as I spoke. My eyes looked around the place as I tried calculating just how fast I would have to run just in case he decided to take the matter of my punishment into his own handsâliterally! In compliance with his order, I walked closer to where he had asked for me to, and very surprisingly, he looked up to face me. I instantly looked away to avoid maintaining eye contact with him, as he had always warned me never to do so in my pathetic lifeâhis words, not mine.âLook up to face me.ââOh, your highness, but yoâŠââShut it! I'm telling you to loo
King Bryan đ„đ„đ„As I descended the grand staircase, the morning bustle of the household had already begun. Servants moved swiftly, their faces downcast as they went about their tasks. The atmosphere was tense, and I couldnât shake the feeling that something was brewing just beneath the surface. I needed to stay alert.I made my way to the kitchen, hoping to start the day quietly. The kitchen was usually a safe haven, where I could gather my thoughts before facing whatever the day might throw at me. But as soon as I stepped inside, I felt the tension in the air. The staff avoided eye contact, whispering among themselves as they worked. I caught snippets of their conversationâsomething about Simon, a guest arriving today, and preparations that needed to be made.My heart sank. A guest? Today? That could mean anything, but in this household, it rarely meant something good.I quickly grabbed a piece of bread and a small cup of tea, trying to keep my head down as I ate. The last thing I
For me đ„đ„đ„The conversation shifted to more mundane topics, but the tension in the room remained palpable. I continued to stand nearby, ready to assist with anything that might be needed. My mind, however, was racing. What could this âother matterâ be? And why did it seem to hold such significance?As the meal drew to a close, King Bryan turned to me once more. âYouâll be accompanying me to the grounds,â he stated, not bothering to frame it as a request. âThere are a few things Iâd like to see for myself.ââYes, Your Highness,â I replied immediately, though inwardly I was surprised. Why would he want me to accompany him personally? Was this some kind of test?As the maids cleared the table and the rest of the household went back to their duties, I found myself walking beside King Bryan as he made his way to the estateâs expansive gardens. The morning air was crisp, and the scent of blooming flowers filled the air, but I could hardly enjoy it. My thoughts were consumed with trying t
Urges! đ„đ„đ„The corridor was quiet; the only sound was the gentle rustle of the wind through the trees outside. When I reached his door, I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the handle. Doubts crept into my mindâwhat was I doing? Was I really ready to face whatever was waiting behind this door? But before I could turn back, the door opened, and there he was, standing tall with an unreadable expression on his face.âAshley,â he said softly, his voice carrying a warmth that still held so much authority that it sent shivers down my spine. âYou are here a bit late; come in.âHe stepped aside, allowing me to enter. The room was dimly lit by a few candles, their flames flickering gently in the breeze. It was simple yet elegant, with rich, dark furniture and a large bed draped in luxurious fabrics. Simon closed the door behind me, and the quiet click of the lock echoed in the stillness.For a moment, neither of us spoke. I could feel his eyes on me, studying my every move. It ma
Minor things đ„đ„đ„I hesitated, unsure of how to explain my sudden panic. âI... I just realized that I woke up dressed, even though I fell asleep without my clothes on. I was wondering whoââSimonâs eyes softened as he interrupted me, but they soon hardened again almost immediately. âIt was me, Ashley. You were so worn out last night that I didnât think it was necessary to wake you up. So I dressed you before I left the room.âHis honesty took me by surprise, and I wasnât sure how to feel. Part of me was grateful for his thoughtfulness, while another part of me felt a bit embarrassed by the situation. The manner in which he said it so casually made the situation even more awkward for me. âThank you,â I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. âThat was really considerate of you.âHe scoffed, walking past me to grab his phone from the side table. He had a teasing smile on his face, and even though I felt a bit embarrassed, it was a genuine smile that made my heart flutter regard
The end of the tunnel !!!**Ashley's POV**As I stood by the side, watching my arch-nemesis being taken away, I honestly couldnât tell what I was feeling at that point. Although this moment had been a highly anticipated one for me, it just didnât feel right somehow. As soon as the guard announced that her banishment was to begin, I could feel my wolfâs countenance instantly change. I remained motionless where I stood, watching the whole thing unfold. Nobody moved until she was finally out of sight, with the men trailing behind her as she went on her way. I couldnât shake the feeling I was getting, although a wave of relief washed over me. All this while, I had wanted her downfallâto see her get the punishment she truly deserved. But now that it had happened, I surprisingly didnât feel as excited as I thought Iâd be.âAre you feeling alright?â I heard Simon ask as he placed a hand on my shoulder, and I nodded.âYeah, I⊠I justâââItâs fine, you donât have to say anything. I can underst
Outplayed....**Veronicaâs POV**Right after informing me of the success of the plan, Drago had actually requested that I come over to see things for myself, and as I drove to the arranged meeting point, I couldnât contain the mix of emotions I felt. It was a strange blend of excitement, adrenaline, and anxiety. Drago had assured me everything had gone according to plan, but amidst the excitement, I couldnât shake off the nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something didnât feel right.As I approached the hideout, my phone buzzed again. This time, it was a voice message from Drago.âGreetings, your Highness. I just wanted to let you know that these kids have been crying ever since they were brought here. I don't know what happened exactly, but when I went out to find something for them to eat, one of my men apparently shot one of them, and now he's dead. I'm really sorry, your Highness.â The moment the voice note ended, I had to slam on the brakes because the shock hit me harder
Love and war !!!We made our way back to the mansion quietly, sneaking in before anyone noticed our absence. Even as we slipped back into our normal roles, something between us had changedâstrengthened. There was a deeper understanding now, a silent promise that we would stand by each other no matter what came next.What came next was the reckoning we had been preparing for.Later that day, Simon and I gathered in his study with the sole aim of finalizing our next steps regarding Veronica. We knew time was running out. With Fabian already in our custody, Veronica was bound to make a move sooner rather than later. Her desperation would push her into action, and we needed to be ready.âSheâs going to crack soon,â Simon said, his voice filled with certainty. âEspecially now that weâve got Fabian. Thereâs no way she can keep up this facade much longer.âI nodded in agreement. âWe just need to keep the pressure on her. Fabian already gave us some leadsânow itâs only a matter of time before
The hatch **Lucas's POV**Right after the whole thing with Ashley presenting ample evidence against Veronica, although it was hard for us, Simon and I just had to keep to ourselves. Well, at least until we had finally achieved what we wanted, which was actually pretty close to our reach at that point. I never liked Veronica from the start, but this was something I could never see myself believing she committed. It now makes me wonder if she really was the one who killed Mortica as well.As I sat on my bed thinking about all these things, I could feel a knot forming in my head, and I ruffled my hair as I tried relieving myself of the headache. As it stands now, we currently have all the top perpetrators in our custody back at the torture house, and the one person we needed to find is that slimy Fabian. Just as I had mentioned to Ashley a while back, we needed to keep things on the low so that we would easily be able to use Veronica to get to him. After all, the reports we had been get
Surprise, surprise!!!âYes, yes, thatâs right! She seemed very secretive about the whole thing, like she didnât want anyone to know weâd left or where we went.ââI see,â I responded, finally removing my claws from his thigh. Lyon gasped in relief, but the moment Simon turned his glare toward him, he silenced himself.Simon and I exchanged a knowing look.âAre you thinking what Iâm thinking?â Simon asked, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.âBet,â I replied, a hint of realization dawning on me.Together, we turned our gazes back toward Lyon, who flinched in fear under our combined scrutiny.Simon crossed his arms, his jaw tightening as he addressed Lyon again. âYou better hope for your sake that what youâve said checks out. If we find out youâve withheld anything, even the smallest detail, youâll regret ever stepping foot in this mansion.ââI swear, Your Highness, thatâs all I know! I told you everything!â Lyon pleaded, desperation evident in his voice.I took a step forward, looming ov
Feel the heat....I stepped forward, towering over him. âYou thought you could hide in the shadows, Fabian, but your time is up. Weâve heard everything.âHis face paled, and he stammered, âI-I can explain! It wasnât my ideaâVeronica pushed me into this! I was just trying to survive!ââYouâll have plenty of time to explain,â I said coldly. âTake him away.âFabianâs eyes darted to the exit, but before he could make any sudden moves, our men swiftly blocked the way. He was trapped. The fear in his eyes deepened as he realized there was no escape.Simon crossed his arms. âLetâs make this simple. You come quietly without receiving any beatings, or we drag you out of here with no less than 20 slaps already landed on you.âFabian hesitated for a moment, but when he saw that resistance was futile, he slumped in defeat. âFine,â he muttered. âIâll go.âAs we escorted him out of the building, Simon leaned over and whispered in my ear, âNow that we have him, itâs only a matter of time before Vero
A little bit more....The next morning I woke up feeling extremely refreshed and light. For over 6 years I had been wrongly accused and tagged for committing crimes that I knew absolutely nothing about. Even though I did make it a point to act like I didn't care about it, the accusations definitely followed me around like a serious plague all through. Well at least till last night.As soon as I woke up, the first thing that came to mind was everything that had played out the previous night between myself and both Lucas and Simon, and a smile soon appeared on my face âFinally! I'm freeâ I exclaimed, as I excitedly got out of bed. I went straight into my bathroom to freshen up, and as I went about doing my usual morning routine, I couldn't help but to hum a song happily whilst carrying out every activity I did. âOh, good morning my queen, you seem happy this morning,â Yasmine greeted warmly, as she peeked into the bathroom where I was busy brushing my teeth. I spat out the mouthwash
Let the real games begin!!!!I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. âBecause Amira has been helping me gather evidence. We have proof of her dealings with corrupt members of the court and her plans to undermine the council. Iâve been working with Rita to piece everything together, and weâre ready to present it to you.âThere was a moment of silence as the two of them processed my words. Lucas finally leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful.âIf what youâre saying is true, then why didnât you come to us sooner?â he asked.âAs if,â I scoffed. If I had come to them any sooner, they would have dismissed me as quickly as possible. Not to mention the fact that going without concrete evidence could have endangered the little I had managed to gather over that space of time.âIf I had come any sooner, would you two have given me a listening ear? That is exactly the question you should be asking right now, not the one you just mentioned. Given that every attempt I made to reve
Look back...This wasnât just an attack on Amiraâit was a trap for me. Veronica had suspected something, and now she was using Amira to bait me into revealing myself.I took a deep breath, forcing myself to remain calm. I couldnât act rashly. If I made the wrong move now, everything we had worked for could be undone. But Amiraâshe had risked everything for me. I couldnât just leave her to face this alone.As Veronica presented her so-called âevidenceââa series of forged letters implicating Amira in a conspiracyâmy mind raced. I had to think quickly, but I couldnât act openly in front of the council. I needed to find a way to turn this situation to my advantage.Then, an idea struck me. I stood up slowly, the eyes of the council and Veronica now on me.âQueen Veronica,â I began, my voice steady, âthese accusations are indeed serious. But I must question why this alleged plot has only now come to light. Every one of us knows that this lady in question happens to be your most trusted han