This chapter is packed with suspense. Giselle is psychotic. I'm really scared for Azalea. What's your opinion, guys?
Chapter 13Author's pov.“Pathetic incompetent fools!”The Rogue King, King Darius’ thunderous roars shook the underground chambers to its root. His voice was shaken with disappointment, and his scarred face was purple with raw rage. “How dare you lose them? How dare you get defeated by the Opal wolves?!” He was out of control, boiling with fury. Anger seeped through the pores of his skin, hovering above him like a thick cloud of smoke. His blazing bulging eyes turned red, as if emitting fire. His intimidating figure was oppressive, and the sight of his sharp, elongated canines glistening under the soft glow of the lamp made his subjects cower in fear. Their deep sense of fear caused him intense pleasure. He desired nothing but the torture of reminding them that he was the supreme leader, their Master, their King. Their lives meant nothing. He can take it as he pleases. The silence in the hall was oppressing as the members of his crusade remained on the spot they stood. Their
Chapter 14Azara.“I order you to stop!”Tears streamed freely down my eyes as I tried to make my way past the huge gate in an attempt to escape the guards. My long wavy hair was tousled by the wind as it stuck to my teary face, obstructing my view. I ran. I swore I ran like my life depended on it, but it felt like my body was held down by an invisible force that slowed down every movement I made, making the guards draw closer to me. “Surrender!” The guards continued, yelling frantically, but I wasn't backing down now. My legs started to fail me as it felt like they were dipped in hardened cement. Every step was difficult. The urge to activate my super speed rang in my head, but the consequences held me back. I didn't want to create suspicion in the public. The Luna and Scarlett already believe that there is more to my unusual strength. Scarlett. That lying deceitful bitch!How could she be so callous? Pretending like a friend only to switch up on me in the blink of an eye. A
Chapter 15Azara.“What?” I cocked my head, my jaws dropping to the ground as my heart flew up to my chest. “You are playing games, trying to act like the victim and mess with our minds. It's not working, girl.” “You keep lying that Scarlett forced you into this, but in reality, no one goes by the name Scarlett. I have been a guard for over 15 years and I know everyone. It's either you are crazy, assuming an imaginary person to be Scarlett and pushing the blame on her or you are trying to trick us, which we won't fall for.” Disbelief cloaked me like a garment. I couldn't believe my ears. Scarlett wasn't real?!I couldn't have spoken with my imagination and assumed it to be real. How could this be? “No!” I broke the silence, pointing furiously at Scarlett, who stood amidst the rest of the guards. “That is Scarlett over there. She told me her name and how she has been a servant all her life. I promise you, I'm not lying.” I cried, bursting into another round of tears as we neared
Chapter 16AzaraI didn't realize that I had fainted until a freezing bucket of water was thrown over me, jerking me awake violently.“Get up, slave!” A harsh voice greeted me. I yelped, curling myself into a ball as the cold water seeped into my skin, making my body quiver like a leaf. I cringed, shielding my ears from the unclicking sound of the padlock and the loud creaking of the rusted iron door. The harsh rays from the sun, penetrated my eyes, forcing them open. Mumbling softly, I forced myself into a standing position, lowering my gaze to glance around the small cell and the spot where I had fainted. One of my greatest phobias was staying alone in the dark. It terrified me, filling my mind with strange imaginations of unusual creatures that lurked in the shadows, waiting to tear me apart. It started after Lucille spilled those harsh words and left. I paid no attention to my harsh, shaky breaths, dismissing them as signs of weakness until they turned into full-blown hyperv
Chapter 17Azara.“Not guilty.” I declared strongly, pulling a tough face as I ignored the loud gasps rising from the crowd. “She will get in trouble for lying.” “Just say the truth, bitch.”Again, I ignored those words, pinning my gaze on the man before me. I sensed his reaction the moment he motioned his hand, nudging me to explain the events that led to my attempt to escape. After narrating my ordeal without sparing any detail, he heaved a sigh, moving away from me and walking towards the platform where Lucille stood with tears smeared all over her face. How fake could that bitch be?! “Miss Lucille, as an eye witness, is everything Miss Azalea stated correct?” he asked, his grip tightening on a piece of paper he held. I swallowed hard, taking my eyes off Lucile as her pretense was driving me insane. Fuck! I wish there was a camera that recorded everything. I wouldn't be in the Godforsaken place.“No, my Lord. Miss Azalea's statements were false. After her encounter with Lu
Chapter 18AzaraThe day I dreaded slowly arrived. The day I would be formally introduced to the pack as a slave and punished before everyone. Over the days, I struggled to prepare myself for the forthcoming humiliation, pretending to grow a thick skin so as not to develop a mental breakdown. I thought I had mastered the feeling. I thought I had everything in control. But reality soon caught up on me, slapping me hard in the face. I wasn't ready for today. I wasn't ready to be paraded shamefully in the presence of multitudes. Most importantly, I wasn't ready to serve Giselle and become one of her slaves. Fuck! How could Alaric pair me with her, knowing she was my secret rival? It was at this moment I knew how far the quadruplets would go to hurt me. Succumbing to fate, I heaved a sigh, wincing in pain as I tried to stretch my muscles. Alaric saw to it that I was fastened to the cold rough walls in chains like a bloody criminal. A frown dropped on my face as a sharp pain tr
Chapter 19Azara.He took his eyes off me after delivering those terrifying words and filling every inch of my skin with goosebumps. I composed myself, glancing at everyone with my side-eye. Thankfully, my loud gasp didn't draw attention. The heavy feeling of sadness and hopelessness crashed on me like a bulldozer. His last words occupied my mind, making it difficult for me to concentrate on the orientation. The scary thought of spending the rest of my life here drove me nuts. I couldn't imagine it. But wait a minute…he didn't say I couldn't escape the Pack, he mentioned the only way of escaping. Death. It wouldn't be a bad idea to see my parents and the rest of my pack again. It was better than surviving in this wicked place. Despite embracing the idea, I wasn't comfortable with it. I wasn't ready to die. Killing the thought, I concentrated on the orientation once more, focusing on the next agenda. Names of the slaves were called to determine the ratio of new and old slav
Chapter 20AzaraCloaked in mortification as gasps and laughter dripping in mockery sprung from different directions, I tried grabbing onto the pieces of my torn cloth to shield my naked body while tears oozed from my eyes. Sensing my action, Giselle forcefully grabbed my hands, yanking the pieces of clothing away and throwing them in the air, leaving me bare before everyone. Save for my pants and bra.Ashamed, I wrapped my arms around my body, covering myself, but Giselle launched at me like a predator, kicking me until I dropped to the floor, my lips tasting the hot sand. The crowd erupted into laughter, cheering her on.Tears brimmed in my eyes as I remained motionless on the ground, my palms shielding my face as I was too ashamed to face the crowd. The heat from the sun burnt my skin. But I remained on the ground, waiting for Giselle to leave. But luck ran out on me as she seemed interested in me. A scream tore from my throat as a pair of hands grabbed my hair, yanking it hard
Chapter 47Azara. Harsh rays from the scorching sun bit into every inch of my exposed skin. I heaved a sigh as beads of sweat trickled down my forehead. I bent slightly, squeezing the damp fabric before spreading it on the hanger, repeating the process for all the washed clothes. My back ached as I worked in silence, enduring the intense heat that generated a pool of sweat, soaking my dress and matting my hair. I paused briefly, taking a deep breath as I swallowed. My lips were dry and my throat burned in thirst. Heaving a sad sigh, my eyes traveled in the direction of the quarters. I groaned inwardly, calculating the long distance in my head. If only I could have a glass of cold water to quench my thirst. At the same time, I didn't want to leave my chores halfway. My eyes lit up in joy as a slave crossed my path holding onto a small flask. Walking to meet her, I tapped her shoulders slightly, forcing a nervous smile in greeting. “Hi, is that water?” I asked, licking my dry l
Chapter 46Azara. I lifted my eyes, adjusting my vision to see the figure that walked into my cell. I sighed in relief as Tatiana's image made its way to my bed, her breath coming out as short pants. “Have you been running?” I asked, adjusting slightly on the bed, placing my palm on my jaws to have a better view of her. Despite the darkness enveloping the room, my vision was sharper, allowing me to see her worried face, flushed cheeks, and tousled hair. “Yes, I had to get here quick before the quarterMasters saw me,” she replied through her teeth, lowering her voice as she sat beside me. “You took so long in your cell. What happened?” She paused, staring at me with blank eyes before forcing a breathless chuckle. “I…never mind. It's sorted.”My brows furrowed in concern as I placed my hand gently on her shoulder, pulling close to her. My fingers reached her chin as I tilted my head, sinking my eyes in her brown ones. “Are you okay? You've been acting strange since morning, keep
Chapter 45AzaraPanic surged through Tatiana like lava at the thought that she might be kidnapped. Muffled screams tore through her lips as she wiggled violently, struggling to be free from her abductors grasp. But the more she wiggled, the tighter the grip. Tears spilled from her eyes as the thought of Azalea popped up in her head. Her dear friend. She might have lied to Azalea about changing her pajamas, but in truth, she was terrified the reaction of the wolfsbane would be severe by midnight and she wanted to steal some of her mother's herbs- an extremely rare plant that could reverse the effect of wolfsbane if used immediately. The hand wrapped around her eyes dropped, giving her time to adjust her focus in the dark. A familiar feminine voice hushed, silencing her before she let out a scream. When she was calm, the pair of hands around her loosened. Her face fell as Giselle and Lucille’s figure towered over her. She clenched her jaw, suppressing the anger that rose beneat
Chapter 44Author's povStruck by panic, Tatiana screamed, freezing on the spot as a shrill of fear coursed down her spine. Her gasps came out in short pants as her breath hung in her throat. She felt her world slowly crumble as the feeling of losing Azalea the second time hit her hard like a tidal wave. The thought that she was present during the planning of her execution would forever haunt her. She couldn't handle it. “If I'm not mistaken before you play superhero and try to warn her, Azalea would have drunk from the cup. In less than a few seconds, the poison would take effect in her system, causing a major shut down and right before your eyes, you will watch her die.Her chest clenched tightly as Giselle's horrible words flowed into her head, filling her with intense pain. The feeling of betrayal would haunt her forever. Bursting into tears, she ran to meet Azalea whose face was twisted in confusion. Her head tilted back as she glared at Tatiana like she had seen a ghost.
Chapter 43Author's povThe atmosphere shifted and the air grew eerily cold the moment Tatiana walked into Giselle's large room. The loud silence made her quiver in fear. She clasped her hands nervously, rubbing her sweaty palms together as her heart picked at the usual rate. Her insides shook in fear as Giselle and Lucille’s deadly eyes were fixated on her. The dark smirk on their faces quickened her pulse. She didn't need a soothsayer to tell her they were planning something sinister. Something evil. Something like destruction. The stench of death loomed over the room, sending shocking chills down her spine. Her instinct snapped at her, yelling at her to run without looking back, but she knew it was impossible. Giselle would have her head on a plate for disobedience. She could swear that whatever destructive plans Giselle and Lucille were cooking involved her. The confirmation lurked in their eyes. By the Moon Goddess, she didn't want to be a part. She was willing to trade eve
Chapter 42Author's povGiselle seethed in anger and frustration as she paced about her room, her hands firmly on her hips as she was deep in thought. The bitter taste of humiliation from Alpha Alaric burnt down her throat. She couldn't believe he hurled those demeaning words at her like she was a nobody in the presence of several slaves.Of all slaves…Azalea.The other slaves feared her, but after Alaric barked commands at her and scolded her openly, she was certain that Azalea gloated over it. To make matters worse, she had the unwavering support of Atlas and Alaric. Giselle slowed down her pace as tension brewed in her eyes. The door opened to reveal Lucille, her expression mirroring that of Giselle's. “She's winning, she has Alaric and Atlas on her side. How long before she charms Arien and Asael?” Giselle lamented, her voice dripping with deadly venom. Lucille shook her head vehemently, a blend of sadness and rage spreading over her. “She is a witch. She put a spell on the
Chapter 41Author's povSoft sobs lingered in the air, piercing the thick silence. Sabrina curled up helplessly, her head resting on her knees and her hands wrapping her fragile bruised body. These days had been tough on her…too tough, she was starting to break, bit by bit. Darius, the Rogue King didn't fail to fulfill his promise about breaking her until her life was reduced in an unending sequence of agonizing torture. Neither did he fail to overwhelm her with a daily dose of tormenting pain. One by one, he took everything from her- her happiness, her life, her partner, her family, her purpose, her coven. And he wouldn't stop until he had gotten what he wanted- the powers of the Opal wolf. Every day began with fresh torment as he reminded her how she was responsible for her family's death. According to him, the slightest delay in the search for the Opal wolf will cost a life. She had begged him for death. A quick escape to end this mystery. But he remained unmoved. Death mea
Chapter 40AzaraMy shaky breaths grew into harsh pants. I moaned in pleasure, enjoying the tingling feeling that spread throughout my body like wildfire. Nothing else mattered. Not the burning ache and not the pain in my neck. My body trembled unconsciously as I clasped my thighs firmly over his hand. He stopped, releasing a deep breath as he pulled his hands away from my thighs, gritting his teeth and swallowing hard. “I better get going. I don't think I can control…myself,” he breathed, fixing those alluring stormy grey eyes on my needy ones. At once, I grabbed his hand, pulling it towards me before dropping it on my waist. “Then don't go.” I didn't know when those words slipped out of my mouth. “What?” He paused, his dilated pupils glowing in disbelief. “You don't possibly know what you are asking–”My finger dropped on his lips and as if under a spell, the rest of his words were shoved back. He was mute. His eyes widened in pleasure and in disbelief and the thumping of his
Chapter 39AzaraBefore I could answer, Alaric stormed off to the Packhouse, his presence radiating fury so intense I could feel the rush of heat against my skin. Every step he took came with a great force that vibrated throughout the ground like a mini earthquake. My heart somersaulted the moment his eyes flashed bright red. I stumbled backwards, my breath caught in my throat as goosebumps spread throughout my skin like wildfire. Fear gripped my heart as I watched him walk away; his fist clenched by his sides and his shoulders stiff. The heat from his anger radiated around him, mixing in the air as he moved like a predator, ready to pounce on its prey. His calm, gentle demeanor shattered, replaced by a terrifying one that had shaken in fear“GISELLE!” He thundered, the force of his growls sent the birds hanging in the nearby trees away as it covered the entire estate. Terrified, I shrieked, my body quivering. How could Alaric, who had been silent and gentle all this while, beco