Will Azalea's secret be exposed? I'm scared for her.
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 21AzaraToday was the happiest day of my life. It was the day that the Moon Goddess granted my heart desires. I was able to see my parents again. Not just my parents, I spent quality time with my Pack members in my Pack. It felt so surreal, like a dream come through. Everything felt like old times when I was the respectable Alpha's daughter, cherished by my parents and loved by the Pack members. For the first time in many days, I was genuinely happy. I loved this new world. There was no pain, no suffering, no envy, no deceit, just love, laughter, and unending happiness. The atmosphere was calm and peace filled the air. The fear of the outside world finding out about our identity didn't bother us. In fact, we could run wild beyond the Pack borders, throwing caution into the wind.We didn't have to self-destruct because no intruder wanted to harness our powers. Bright flowers decorated everywhere, making the environment vibrant. This had to be heaven. I was in heaven.
Chapter 22Asael“Is there any other crucial issue to be deliberated upon before the motion for the closure of this meeting is moved?” I asked, clenching my jaws as I glared at my brothers whose expressions deepened as they were lost in thoughts. A brief silence stretched, before Arien raised his hands, snatching our attention. Atlas, being the head, nodded, giving him the floor to air his views while we sat at the table, deliberating on his views. “I believe it is time we look inwardly rather than import goods from another neighboring pack. We are one of the strongest Packs in the world, with powerful Alphas. We should be exporting more, making other Packs see our relevance, and importing less. This will not only strengthen our economic value, it will also boost our political value,” he uttered, taking his seat as short silence took over. “I agree with Arien. As soon as this meeting is over, I will discuss it with the council, the Pack elders, and the Beta and they will,, in turn,
Chapter 23Asael.“No!” I breathed softly, shaking my head, unwilling to accept the shocking news. It was false. It had to be. As much as I tried to maintain my cold demeanor, acting like an unbothered son of a bitch, I couldn't help but feel a hollow lodged in my heart. I couldn't explain the hurt that spread within me, making my heart ache. My soft breaths didn't help to stop my heart from pounding. I tried to tighten my jaws, struggling not to let my emotions reflect on my face, but I was losing it. Why was I feeling this way? I barely knew her. She doesn't mean anything to me. I treated her like trash to remind them how worthless she was to me, yet I was losing my sanity the moment her death was mentioned. This strange feeling was hard to explain. “She can't be dead,” Alaric refused, shaking his head as we headed to the slave quarters. “You,” we summoned a slave. “Alpha,” she gasped, pinning her eyes on the floor as her head was slightly bowed. “Where is Azalea?” Alar
Chapter 24AzaraMy eyes bulged, almost jumping off their sockets, as disbelief hit me like a ton of bricks. I wasn't shocked that I was dead. I knew the moment my heart stopped beating. I was shocked that I'd been dead for one month! The news hit me like a lightning bolt, leaving me disoriented.My mouth flew open as I tried to express my feelings, but words failed me. Her words were the only thing ringing in my head continuously. How was that possible? My head began to spin as several questions arose in me, leaving me with an ache spreading over to my forehead region. I cocked my head in the direction of the strange girl whose smile grew wider, furrowing my brows in confusion.“Don't say that Tatiana, you will only scare the poor girl.” My eyes trailed the origin of the second voice until they landed on an unfamiliar woman, who looked like an older version of the girl grinning beside me from ear to ear. Judging from their appearance, I could tell that the older woman was Tat
Chapter 25Azara“What?!”Disbelief hit me like a tidal wave, crashing hard over me as it left me breathless. I couldn't believe my ears. Alpha Asael was my saviour? The same person who hated me and treated me like trash, always reminding me of my place and always taking sides with his perfect Luna, Giselle. “Are you sure it wasn't Alpha Arien?” I asked again, trying to erase my doubt. If there was anyone amongst the quadruplets that cared about me, then it would be Arien. But our last encounter at the court scared me. His judgment still rings in my head like a bell, reminding me of how terrifyingly he was. “I know the Alphas and I can differentiate Alpha Arien from Alpha Asael. After rescuing you, he wouldn't leave until my mum assured him that you were in safe hands. In fact, he comes to visit every night.” She added, making me gasp loud in disbelief. “I think he has a crush on you. I see the way he stares at you whenever I peek through the window.” Were my ears deceiving me
Chapter 26AzaraTwo weeks flew by since my recovery. I was back to this Pack. Back to servitude, back to being collared, and back to being a slave, Giselle's object of frequent harassment and ridicule. Back to being Giselle's number one target and enemy. A familiar eerie sensation rushed down my spine whenever I remembered her deadly gaze on the day she was released. Avoiding her was a herculean task as I was stationed in her quarters, working closely with the other slaves. Whenever she was around, Tatiana, who was also one of the servants working in Giselle's quarters, would switch places with me, making sure I was as far away from her as possible. Everything went smoothly without Giselle noticing, but I knew one day my cover would blow and I would face the consequences of my actions. Several times, I begged Tatiana to allow me to perform my duties to Giselle without her interference, but she refused vehemently. She didn't fear punishment, even if it meant going down with me.
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