Okay. No one was expecting this. The bombshell. I feel bad for Azara. How could Alaric do that to her? And how many of us hate Lucille’s character?
Chapter 32 Azara My entire body went still like a bucket of ice was thrown over it. My heartbeat picked up at a great speed, causing my breath to come out in short pants. She was joking, right? She had to be. What does she mean by her wedding being in five freaking days? Little wonder the quadruplets refused me as their mates. My chest tightened as my gaze swept through her wicked smirks. No doubt, she revealed the news to humiliate me, to watch me break, to cause me to react, to reduce me into a mess, and to bask in my sadness. Her evil intentions were bold, she wanted to see me cry, to watch me beg and crawl, but I had other plans for her. I would never give in to her desire. Not today. “Marvelous news!” The Gamma praised, dropping the cutleries noisily on his plate as he clapped cheerfully, a wide smile brightening his scarred face. His eyes darted in the direction of the quadruplets, eyeing them with envy. “Congratulations, Alphas. The Pack would be thrille
Chapter 33Author's pov“Argh!” Giselle's thunderous growls echoed throughout the empty hallway. A thick cloud of anger surged through her, taking over her senses. Her eyes were glowing red and her canines were tearing through her gums. All she wanted was her long sharp claws slicing deep into Azalea's heart. Fuck the quadruplets! She missed the perfect opportunity to end her life. “That stupid bitch, I will kill her with my bare hands!” She threatened, a sinister expression clouding her as her fist curled into a ball. How dare she?! How dare the lowly slave humiliate her in the presence of her future mates and their right-hand men. How dare she ruin her precious dress? “Fuck!” She screamed in her mind, fidgeting as the urge to destroy anything that crossed her path consumed her. “Lucky bitch!” she muttered under her breath. She wouldn't stop until Azalea had stopped breathing. Sensing the quadruplet reaction, her growls turned into soft sobs as she inched close to Atlas, r
Chapter 34AlaricI saw it. The humiliation that clung to her like a second skin as she served the table round. The internal wrestle she fought to avoid eye contact with my brothers, her mates, and especially me. The pain that pricked her heart each time she remembered Giselle was taking her rightful position. The thick skin to avoid letting Giselle's nasty remarks and ridiculous errands get to her. The exploding shock that tore through her in waves when the news about the wedding was dropped. Her tightened grip on the tray as she struggled to hold it together, yet she couldn't stop herself from slipping. The hope she clung to when she searched my eyes, waiting for me to debunk the news. The pain that shook her, shattering her heart at the realization of my silence. The fear that struck her after spilling the wine on Giselle's favorite dinner gown. The silent pleas her eyes communicated. The agony she felt after every blow that descended on her body. The echoes of her screa
Chapter 35AzaraI crashed heavily on my bed, flooding the ground with my pool of tears. My sobs penetrated into the air, shattering the deafening silence that engulfed me. I curled into a ball, wrapping myself tightly with my hands covering my face. I remained in that position for hours, not even flinching. My body ached terribly and my muscles protested, but I didn't make a move. I wanted to punish myself for letting myself fall effortlessly for Alaric. How could I be blinded by his tactics? He didn't even make much move. All he did was flash my ring and throw some shitty necklace around my neck, and I fell flat for him. But that was in the past. Alaric was not different from the rest of his brothers. One minute, they confuse you with affection; the next, they shove betrayal in your face. I am smarter now. Although it hurts to know that no matter what, they will always choose Giselle over me. She was their perfect Luna while I was their slave. Their betrayal stung like p
Chapter 36AzaraSilence stretched between us. Thick unsaid emotions hung in the air as our eyes were pinned on each other. I could hear the loud thumping of his chest and the struggle written on his face. I clung to hope, praying he wouldn't disappoint me once more as my eyes shone in tears. Slowly, his fingers brushed against my skin. I watched in confusion as his hands made their way to my face, before gliding down my neck. His fingers trembled softly and a small sigh rolled off his slightly parted lips. Determination flashed in his grey eyes as he took a deep breath, steadying his shaky hands. Click!A small sound filled the air; before I could process what was happening, the heavy collar that sat on my neck, biting into my skin and decorating it with bruises, fell off, dropping to the floor in a thud. My eyes swiftly followed the collar to be sure I wasn't dreaming. I gasped in shock as my eyes widened. It shouldn't have meant anything, but it did. The small gesture mean
Chapter 37Azara“What have you done?! You ruined the Luna's wedding dress!” Lucille screamed behind me, her voice ringing in horror. Her eyes widened like she had seen a ghost as she raced towards the dress, examining it before letting out a loud gasp. Her hands covered her open mouth in shock. “This…” she paused, her trembling fingers sliding through the soft satin, tracing the delicate lace. “Was made by the most famous designer. It was tailored to perfection. These sparkling crystals were hand-sewn. It took months of hard work to create this masterpiece.” “To make matters worse, her wedding is in five days. What is wrong with you? Is that how bitter you are? Is it jealousy?” Lucille’s words cut through me like a dagger, slicing my already healed heart and reopening the healed wound. Fear gathered in my eyes as I clasped my hands together, shaking my head as I tried to make her believe it was an accident. But she was fuming, refusing to listen to any of my pleas. “I'm telling
Chapter 38Azara. Last night felt like a dream. Despite the event replaying non-stop in my head, I still couldn't believe Alpha Atlas saved me from Giselle's wrath. My body hadn't recovered from the shock that descended all over it- Atlas' furious eyes as he stormed down the stairs, the air shifting as his dominating aura took over. Even the almighty Giselle submitted at Atlas’ deadly aura, her confidence shattered like pieces of glass. “Let her go this instant!” “You have no right to maltreat her anymore!” Goosebumps spread all over my body. It was as if I could still hear his bellows, reverberating within the enclosed walls of my mind. She was reluctant at first, insisting that I had been rude to her and I deserved to be punished. But one death glare from Atlas was enough to let me go.Beneath her blank stare was pure venom waiting patiently to be unleashed. I remembered hurrying to my room as Alpha Atlas turned his back to leave after ordering Giselle to her quarters. I r
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
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