Celia
Tonight was the most horrible night of my life. The lightning was thundering and the black clouds looked as gloomy as my life and my pack was being torn to shreds.
Our lives had been peaceful earlier but ever since the Lycan King had cast his gaze upon the southernmost part of his territory, where my pack resided, things had gone downhill.
Werewolves were his pawns and alphas bowed to him. Under his rule, even the mighty alphas cowered in fear.
And now, as the rain poured down on me, I was sitting on the ground, unable to move…unable to think.
“Ma…please don’t leave me”
She had lost blood…lots of blood.
Her gaze flicked to the pups that were cowering under the small shade and trying their best to hide from the attackers.
“Go, save the pups”
My mother ordered as I saw a werewolf lunge at us. I was too stunned to even move but my mother turned around and deflected his sharp claw that would have slashed through my abdomen.
She saved me but she took the brunt of the attack as the claw ripped through the fabric of her dress, making blood blossom through her already blood soaked white dress.
“Nooo”
I took a step ahead but my mother’s eyes were glued to the pups.
“Save them”
She ordered again.
My mother tried to valiantly protect me from the werewolf who slashed out with his long claws at my mother for the second time. I helplessly watched her fall to the ground and my eyes widened in horror.
I wanted to run to her but her gaze told me what she wanted me to do. As the daughter of a beta, my first responsibility was towards the pack.
Not my immediate family but the pack.
I was Celia Klaus, daughter of beta Valeric Klaus and his mate Grace Klaus of the Brightwood pack. We had been attacked for the third time this week.
Our pack members were already injured and weak due to the back to back battles. And that is why Alpha Kyle Declan of the Whitestone pack had decided to attack our home when we were at our weakest.
The Declan pack was known for being cruel and cunning and their alpha was notorious for playing wicked tricks to snatch women and able warriors of other packs.
My father had fought valiantly and bought the alpha and the luna along with their newborn pup some time to find shelter. But, he had been too late to return for his own family.
Meanwhile, the werewolf’s gaze flicked to the pups and terror dug its ugly fangs deep into me.
My heart was thudding wildly and I knew that this was possibly the last time I would see my mom. But, she ordered in a stern voice,
“Go”
I had no choice but to take the pups and run toward one of the bunkers.
The sound of growling and screaming was all that I heard as I took them to safety. Instead of bolting straight for the bunker, I ran around a bit so as to throw the werewolf off the track, should he pursue me.
It was a risk but I had to take it. Holding the pups in my hand, I ran through the muddy waters and circled around the bunkers before entering it.
A few other females were hiding in too and they immediately took hold of their pups while asking me to sit with them. Some of them were elders and others too young, just like the pups I had rescued.
“Wait, don’t go outside!!”
Elder Lina said grabbing my hand and shaking her head.
She was looking at me with a lot of worry and concern. Her pale wrinkly hand would probably not have much strength to carry the pups to some other place, should the attackers find out the bunker.
I also could not fight the werewolves all by myself.
But, I could not let my mom fight alone. I could not let her die.
I was in a dilemma and paced through the bunker, not knowing what to do. I was worried sick about my mother and immediately mind-linked with her.
“Mom, are you okay?”
She answered in a weak voice, “Yeah, I am doing fine. The werewolf didn’t follow you, right? Did you get all the pups to safety?”
“Yes I did. Hang in there, I am coming”
I said and took a step forward when Elder Lina spoke again.
“If you go out they will kill you too.”
She was right. They had killed almost everybody.
I did not worry about my life but I had to be practical, I could not let the old and the weak die if I ran after my mother and gave away the bunker’s location.
The werewolves of the Declan pack were everywhere. I could hear their voices amidst the pitter-patter of raindrops.
So, I sat in the bunker, pacing up and down through it as I kept connected with mom using my mind-link.
“Did reinforcement arrive?”
I asked her and I could hear her struggle to speak.
“No, but they should be here anytime soon. Your father has taken the alpha, luna and their newborn pup to a safe place.”
Mom informed me as I felt her voice weaken with every spoken word.
I wanted to step out but then I heard a few footsteps sloshing through the water, approaching us. I quickly crouched back and adjusted the layer of leaves above the entrance of our bunker.
It was hard to hear anything because the roaring sound of my heartbeat drowned out every other noise around me.
Calming my wildly beating heart, I placed my ear on the earthen wall of the bunker and tried to eavesdrop on their conversation.
“Are there any female survivors left? Alpha Kyle has asked us to take every single female back to the palace.”
Palace? Why would alpha Kyle’s warriors take women to the palace? Did it not belong to the Lycan king?
I wondered and grew interested in the conversation.
The other warrior spat and answered, “I can’t see any. I wanted one or two for myself but looks like alpha Kyle has to make up for his earlier mistake.”
His comrade guffawed like a maniac and replied, “Yeah, the good ones always go to the king. The leftovers go to the princes. And if we are lucky, we get to pick through the trash, if even Prince Jasper doesn’t want anything.”
My body gave an involuntary shudder when I heard that.
Prince Jasper.
The evil prince of the Lycan king who everybody feared but nobody could say a word against him. He was despised by all and I had heard rumors that even the King was wary of him.
“Hey, if there is nothing left to do, come on. We have to dispose of the corpses”
Another voice called them out from a distance and snapped me out of my thoughts as they turned around and left.
All the others in the bunker took a breath of relief but my breath hitched.
Mom.
The voice had said ‘corpses’
No it couldn’t be true. I had to go and find her. I had been so engrossed in listening to them that I totally missed noticing that the mind link had been severed.
They walked away from the bunker and I could not hold myself back any longer.
So, I simply ran outside the bunker and straight to the spot I had last seen her.
Mom was lying in a puddle, leaning against a thick tree trunk. The rain had stopped but I could see the water getting mixed with the blood.
My knees quaked and I felt my vision blur as a cold dread began to claw at my heart again, twisting it in knots.
“Ma!!”
Tearing out a piece of fabric from my blouse, I tried to tie it around her wounds.
But there were too many wounds, all of which were bleeding profusely.
“I will find the pack healer, hang on,”
I said but she weakly grabbed my hand.
“It is too late for that.”
“Noo…please don’t say that. Dad will be here shortly, you will be okay. Just stay with me.”
I begged but mom only said,
“You are strong, remember that.”
I was crying as the two warriors I had eavesdropped on earlier reached me and laughed deviously.
“Looks like we found a sneaky little bitch”
Their eyes raked me from top to bottom as they licked their lips.
“Oh sweetheart, don’t cry. We will look after you”
One of them said while the other crouched down on the ground to take a better look at me.
“Hmm. She is not too gorgeous so maybe the King and alpha will not want her. What say let us keep her for ourselves?”
The other man rubbed his hands together as they held my hands from either side and began dragging me, away from my mother who gave one last shudder before going deathly still.
“Give us a nice time, baby”
CeliaThe two men were dragging me to a far corner, away from the center of the territory. While others were busy disposing of the dead, these two men wanted to rape me.Fear and panic rose in my heart when I heard their words.They were both strong and muscular while I was thin and weak. I could not stand against them in a fight.My mother’s last words echoed in my head. “You are strong, remember that.”‘Think Celia, think’At that same instance, my wolf, Rain, spoke to me in my head, “The moment they free your hands, give me full control. I will run away as fast as I can.”She tried to reassure me. But the men maintained an iron fist on me. They took my hands and tied them to a tree as I shouted.“If you are man enough, let me stay free and I will show you how it is done”I snarled but they obviously did not pay any attention to my provocation and instead thought of it as an invitation.“Ooh, you want to show us? This one can surely bite”One of them grabbed my face by the chin and
CeliaThe two princes stopped just in front of me and I felt my heart constrict. It was beating so wildly that I thought I would die of shortness of breath.They were both tall and their bodies obstructed my vision, blocking everything else in front of me.“Hmm, why is this month’s haul so low?”“Not sure, Edriel. Those rabid dogs need to be put on a leash.”So he was the eldest of the three, Prince Edriel.Prince Edriel, made a gruff noise as he touched a strand of my hair. I tried not to wince as he took a whiff and walked away from me, apparently done with me.I let out a sigh of relief when the eldest walked away. The second one was still hovering in front of me, but he seemed to be confused between me and the girl standing beside me. He had to be Jasper because he was staring at us with a devious glint.It was time to help him make a quick decision.He had to hate me.So I began to cough violently, making the most unlady like sounds I could muster.It wasn't my best performance—
CeliaBut then I recalled that I had yet to answer him.And it would do me good to answer him than be called that wretched name again. Hence, I answered with as much courage as I could muster.“Ce-Celia”“Not so beautiful, are you? My brothers usually don’t leave anything but they left you so you are clearly the worst possible choice.”Jasper said in a neutral tone but it felt like a slap on my face.His words made me boil in rage. I clenched my fists and was about to answer but my wolf, Rain, cautioned me.“Don’t get into a fight with him. He would probably bury our body in the garden in broad daylight and nobody would bat an eyelid”As much as I wanted to wipe that cocky grin off his face, she had a point.I wanted my head on my shoulders and if possible, my virginity intact.I did not want to be claimed by a prince…not a monster in the least.His voice was deep and broody and he neared me to whisper something in my ear.I tried not to show that I was afraid of him as I stayed my gr
Celia Jasper’s laughter rumbled through the big and wide chamber that had just us both. I was standing naked in front of him but so far he had not even touched me. His deep throaty laughter rumbled through the space, the sound amplified as it bounced off the walls. Jasper was clutching his stomach tightly and his eyes had begun to water due to all the laughing. I could do nothing but just blink as I folded my hands across my chest. Had I just made the evil prince laugh? I was not even sure what great joke I had cracked. My foot tapped on the floor and I tried to not let my annoyance show as he tried hard to contain his laughter. It was not laced with mirth or annoyance…just pure delight…as if he had never heard anything funnier. I rolled my eyes and waited for the prince to finish his laughter and let me know what he planned to do with me. But then a woman came running in hurriedly, her body shivering uncontrollably. However, she stopped by the doorframe and hovered around it
CeliaI saw darkness and stars in front of my eyes.Soon, I would be meeting my parents. That thought made me feel happy.But why was my breathing not slowing down?And why was I still hearing my killer’s soft breathing?I had let out a scream, hadn’t I? Maybe, I was hallucinating and it was an effect of my brain shutting down before the rest of the body followed suit.I could still feel the way my veins were thrumming under his skin, the way Jasper’s robes swished against my naked skin.My eyes flew open as I saw the chandelier hanging down from the high ceiling.Jasper noticed the flutter of my eyelashes and kept looking at me curiously.It looked like the woman had been right. He loved toying with women and scaring the hell out of them.But before I could speak anything, I heard him bark an order.“Maids”Soon after, a flurry of girls suddenly appeared out of nowhere, scurrying like rats.A total of four women, each dressed in simple palace clothes arrived and stood by the door, bo
CeliaAfter everybody had left me to my thoughts, I got up from the chair and marveled at my reflection.I had never known I could look so beautiful or elegant.All my life, I had just trained hard, wearing soil stained and sweat soaked clothes to fight. But when my own mother had taken a hit, I had not been strong enough to fight the werewolf.The memory made me curl my hands into fists. I was not going to be weak…ever again.So, I painted my lips the color of murder and planned my next move.A soft knock on the door made me turn around.It was yet another maid.“My lady, your presence has been requested at the feast.”My lady?I raised an eyebrow in suspicion but she stood with her head bent low, waiting for me to walk toward her.“I am not your lady. I…I don’t know what you are supposed to address me with. Probably the prince’s personal slave…”I added carefully, waiting for her reaction.But she only pursed her lips nervously. “The prince had asked all of us to address you like t
CeliaI was reeling due to the rage boiling inside me. And I saw Borivin’s jaw twitch as he looked at me with an ice-cold gaze.I had openly wounded him despite being a nobody. I wore no royal emblem nor was I marked by any of the Prince which must have given him the boldness to act like that with me.But royal or not, I would not let anybody openly insult me.Borivin had begun saying, “Oh a particular part of my body is extra dark but it is not the heart, sadly. I will probably show you if-”However, the doors through which I had entered flew open as a pin-drop silence blanketed the large hall.Striding in through the hall without a care in the world was Prince Jasper.While all others were dressed in robes and heavy dresses including the King and his brothers, Jasper strutted in just wearing black pants and a white button down shirt.The two top buttons of his shirt were open and his hair looked a bit messy.But the way he walked in left no room for doubt that a deadly and vicious b
CeliaI heard gasps around me once again as Jasper’s voice echoed through the hall, stunning everybody.In a room full of courtiers, jam packed with highly ranked nobles and elites, in a room that had his father and brothers, he had addressed me as a dignified member of the court.But, I was not so startled by the declaration but more so by his gaze.His silver eyes were looking away from me, fixated on something at the other end of the table.His hand came up and brushed my knuckles as he reached for the button and undid it, freeing my lock of hair.He did not look at me, allowing me to admire him from up close. The way his hands gently brushed my skin left me begging for more.I was merely an inch or so away from his face and if I leaned forward, my lips would brush his cheek.I could feign losing my balance but that would be too much. And as if knowing what was going on in my mind, Jasper breathed,“Still gawking?”This time his voice was low, barely a whisper but loud enough to re
To all my lovely readers, I cannot thank you enough for staying with me on this wild roller coaster of emotions until the end. You cannot pick a favorite child but writing this book was magical, simply because, I got so many of you who were invested to read. I sincerely hope I've improved as a writer when compared to my old books and continue to write stories that touch your hearts. Last year was especially tough for me with fighting depression and a few other issues that I do not want to make public. Some of you loved the story, others not so much. But I want to thank every single one of you for giving this story and this author a chance. If my story managed to provide a temporary escape from reality or simply added a sprinkle of joy to your day, then my mission as a writer is complete. And to those who patiently endured the plot twists – I promise, I only did it because I love you all. Okay, maybe that is not the complete truth. Perhaps there was a hint of mischief in the twis
Jasper I turned my head to look at her from a distance. I could see the nervousness in her gaze, in her body language. My gaze flicked to the guests, all of whom were looking at her. She cleared her throat, “Today is going to be a big day of my life. But before I take that step…I…I wanted to tell you all something.” Her gaze found mine and I only smiled at her. Before she could speak another word, one of the many people in the crowd placed a hand on his chest and bowed down to her. Celia was stunned and watched him In surprise. Behind her, Nymeria, Xenos, and Vasil were slowly descending the stairs too. Following the first person, a few more did the same- place a hand on their chest, their heart to be precise, and bowed to her, going down on one knee. “What is going on?” She asked In a low voice. Soon, everybody followed suit. In a matter of minutes, the entire crowd was on its knees, bowing to her. Her eyes flicked to me and I too did the same gesture. Placing my hand on my
JasperI cleared my throat and looked down at the crowd of people who had come to witness the wedding. There had been no happy event or celebration in the palace after my birth.That day had been a day of celebration but Isadora had turned it into a nightmare. And after all those years, finally, we were having a moment to rejoice.But as I watched the hopeful eyes of the people surrounding me, I could not shake the uneasy feeling gnawing at me.I had to get rid of it. And the only way to do that was to be honest.For a confused moment, I stood on the stairs, looking at the excited faces of the people around me.My gaze flicked to my father and brothers, all of whom were smiling proudly at me.“Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention please?” I asked in a loud voice, turning even those heads that had been momentarily distracted while looking at the grandeur of the palace.“First of all, I would like to thank you all for being present today. Frankly, I did not expect so many of
JasperThe huge room suddenly felt too small and the air in the world did not seem enough to fill my lungs.Celia had spoken something, but I was too busy staring at her.My heartbeat was roaring in my ears as I took in her beauty that shone radiantly, nothing short of a thousand lanterns.Her face looked distraught and her eyes were red, her cheeks puffed up. Her makeup had smeared a little too.But despite that, she looked like an angel. A Goddess.I had only seen her in her usual gowns and training clothes, but this marvel…this was just for me.For a minute, I simply stood in front of her, drinking her features. How could she be so blissfully ignorant of what she was doing to me by just standing there in that beautiful dress?I took a step forward, and I saw a tear trickle down her eye.“Shh, don’t cry,” I said softly, reaching for her face and cupping it. And when I did, a surge of electricity rippled through me.My Lycan roared in my head, feeling exhilarated to see her all dolle
CeliaDread settled in my heart when Xenos and Nymeria revealed my life’s biggest secret. My whole life had been a lie?But then what about the people I grew up with thinking they were my parents?Nothing made sense anymore, and I only stared blankly at Xenos.“Is…is that true?”I asked, and he nodded. “There is a reason I never found the courage to tell you all of this earlier. And to be sure that I was not guessing it all wrong, I asked Nymeria to allow me to show her that memory, too. I touched her and with her permission, I looked through her memories…childhood memories, to be specific. There was no trace of me or Isadora in it.”My heart felt like it would break into a million pieces.“But then, how could I never do magic? I never sensed it and…and then why was I not able to fight her when she…she killed me?”I was sobbing hysterically and Nymeria’s face looked like she was cursing herself for ruining my day.She apologized over a thousand times that she did not want me to learn
Celia "Are you going to tell her, or should I?" Nymeria's question hung in the air like a storm cloud, casting a palpable tension in the room. I looked from Nymeria to Xenos, confusion and a growing sense of foreboding twisting in my chest. Their solemn expressions conveyed that something grave was afoot. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my heart beginning to race. "Tell me what?" I pressed, my voice laced with unease. Xenos, usually a man of few words, hesitated for a moment. His eyes held mine for a second longer than I expected, and I could see a mix of guilt and apprehension in them. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it again, the weight of his unspoken words lingering in the room. Nymeria, her expression torn between sympathy and responsibility, finally broke the silence. "Celia, there's something you need to know." I felt a shiver crawl down my spine. The room, once filled with warmth and camaraderie, had now become suffocating with uncertainty. My thoughts raced as
CeliaThe grand lycan palace was alive with anticipation, every corner adorned with flowers and delicate decorations in celebration of our wedding day. Two weeks had passed in a blur since the night Jasper had proposed to me in front of my pack.And every day after that seemed like a dream to me. I would wake up and pinch myself, wondering if it was all my imagination.But it was true, every single moment of it…just like today.The air was thick with the sweet scent of blooming roses, and the palace echoed with laughter and the sound of joyous conversations.In my room, the one I used to live in before I moved in with Jasper, a sense of nervous excitement filled the room as I sat before a beautifully crafted vanity mirror, surrounded by my maids and my dear friend, Nymeria. Their skilled hands moved with grace, tending to every detail to transform me into the radiant bride I aspired to be.The maids began to braid my long, dark hair, weaving flowers and jewels into it.As their nimble
"Are you guys ever coming out?" Jasper called with a good-natured grin, standing a few paces away from the porch.He had his hands placed on the doorframe and looked at us with his eyes furrowed as he saw Vasil holding my hand which I gave a gentle squeeze.“Don’t forget what I told you. Think about it,” I added, looking at Vasil while getting up from the chair.Jasper folded his hands over his chest and asked, “What secret are you guys discussing?”Vasil too got up from his chair and gave my arm a light squeeze.“Of course. And just so you know, if he ever hurts you or makes you sad, you know where to find me.”“Ha ha ha, very funny, bloodsucker,” Jasper replied humorlessly and looked at me to indicate that he wanted me to come out of the room.Vasil outstretched his hand as if to say, “After you” and I looked at him with my eyes wide, “Why are you always mean to him?”Jasper grinned, “He tried to take you from me. Am I not great for letting him live?”Vasil, who was just behind me,
CeliaAs Jasper walked beside me, his very presence filled my being with warmth and comfort. His scent, a heady mixture of earthy woods and his own unique, intoxicating fragrance, enveloped me like a protective embrace. I observed him, my heart overflowing with gratitude for the incredible man who had become not just my love but my lifeline, my mate.Isadora had tricked me into believing Vasil was my mate but the true pull of the mate bond was poles apart from the confusion she had tried to insert in my head.It was as if whenever I saw Jasper, my heart filled with hope and the promise that if he was around, nothing would ever go wrong.Every time I recalled the way he had jumped up and down the floor when I called him my mate and the way he ran through the palace telling everyone excitedly that I was his mate, my eyes would grow moist.What had I ever done to deserve him? I barely tried to fight Isadora but he literally fought both the devil and the Goddess, just like he had promised