*ALPHA SAMUEL* All day I waited quietly, trying not to be provoked by negative thoughts about what they were doing. Sitting alone on the edge of the waterfall waiting for the sun to set, maybe she's gone home. A Gamma Werewolf, a close friend of hers, came up to me. "Alpha Sam, don't be too serious. Esme doesn't like people who are too serious," She said kindly. I glanced at her, and she smiled. She thought I could be joked with like that. "And I don't like talkative people like you," I said and she sighed. "I just wanted to share a story with you." "I don't like to share any stories unless you tell me where that man took my lover; why hasn't she come home until now," I said, watching her relaxed face, not afraid of being this close to me. "Sorry, that's beyond me," She said, and I stood up; I don't like having company when I'm in a bad mood. Preventing the harsh actions I would take on her if she continued talking about nonsense. Sometimes my hands work according to the feel
*ESME* My heart pounded when I saw him shirtless in front of me. A little nervous about being able to accept him back like before, for the last time, oh no, I don't know... I don't want him to get hurt, let alone die, and be replaced by someone who might be good for me, not necessarily for Luke. The light in his blue eyes made the heat in my body increase. "Is Luke asleep?" I said, anxious; I wanted to avoid him, but his hand grabbed mine. "He's asleep. Are you ready, darling?" I inhaled and exhaled repeatedly. How many times have I pushed my hair back, and finally, my head bowed, and he pulled my chin up? "What's wrong with you, you look like the old Esme, hesitant but willing," he said while mocking me, smiling sweetly and looking very handsome and charming. He's the Tharique I love; he's— He slowly touched my face, cupped my face, and then I kissed his hand. "I'm afraid to start, afraid to be disappointed again, afraid—" He holds my lips with his finger so I don't
*ALPHA THARIQUE* In just a few seconds, I should have Esme back and intend to expel the Werewolf from the Wolverse to avoid a fight that would be detrimental to us. Beyond my predictions, that man crossed the boundaries of a region that not many people should know about. I don't know what happened in the city so he could gain access using the helicopter. In mapping, I do not allow air traffic over the skies of this region which I named HEAVEN OF ETERNAL LOVE. Wolverse residents are also not allowed to own helicopters or private planes. They all use public facilities and there is nothing special except private cars. I walked quickly out of the house before he destroyed the place I worked so hard to build. His sturdy steps walked quickly and attacked my lycan bodyguard who was trying to block him. His anger was visible from his burning golden yellow eyes staring at me from a distance. All my guards were thrown far away and their guns were broken by him. I calmly faced him who was n
*ESME* With him flying in a helicopter with a police tag, I was a little worried because he was supported by the local police. The police couldn't support foreigners and harm their King. This is not true and not legal. I knew Sam wouldn't do things the soft way of negotiation. In this country, he would use all his strength without hesitation. If he lived with humans, he would be in everyone's spotlight, and that would bring down his reputation as a famous and richest businessman. I turned to him who was still looking straight ahead because he was the pilot. I looked at his face from the side, which was firm and serious; my body got goosebumps. The fear of arguing with him later when we get home. I have never traveled far by plane and now I feel like flying at high altitudes in a helicopter. The sound of the loud engine is very loud; even if I speak, I probably won't be able to hear it. Maybe this is why he is silent and doesn't want to ask or focus on looking for a plan to get
*ALPHA THARIQUE* "Based on what happened in the two days you were gone with Esme, we lost a lot of things. The death of several bodyguards, damage to the palace, the attack on the police station, and the taking of two women hostage to legalize the action of borrowing a helicopter. The citizens of Wolverse have never acted anarchically and he is A destructive werewolf who breaks all the rules. If you still use feelings in doing things, then it violates the government's code of ethics. A king should not be selfish and end up suffering the people." He spoke very cleverly, blaming me by bringing up the name of the Government. He felt he was the rightest and most experienced so he thought I was careless and detrimental. Can't he think that the King has absolute, inviolable rights? Whatever the circumstances, it is the right of a King to make decisions. "Everything will be finished tomorrow," I said. "We still have all day to wait for that moment to arrive, and we're not sure you
Esme "Why, why did you hurt me," I stammered, my lips trembling at the sight of his scary face. His ferocious gaze made me shiver in fear. What's wrong with me, why am I suddenly unable to fight back even with curse words at him? My leg hurt a little but the heat spread to my head. This was not an ordinary bullet that only scratched a small, insignificant wound. "Stand up, do you can't stand up, do I need to help you so you can stand up and run," he said sarcastically, pointing the gun back at my feet. My hands clenched tightly into fists, trying to stand up and he continued to stare at me sharply. "Open your legs—" I obeyed his orders and closed my eyes. I knew he was a rough and cruel man but I didn't think he was capable of hurting me like this. He said he loved me so much and why did he have to make me hurt. Tharique was never like this; he was also jealous of me, but he once hurt me like this. "Why can't you refuse his invitation not to spend the night?" "I, just feel s
*ESME* I felt warmth on my back and it was soft. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the room. my naked body was wrapped in a thick blanket up to my neck. I turned to the side, there was no him by my side, relieved. He became a terrifying psychopath. This is a serious risk that I have to face. His jealousy hurt me physically and mentally. I tried to get up and felt these small wounds pulling at several points and it felt like being bitten by ants. Picking up my clothes that were scattered on the floor, I put them on and then went into the bathroom to clean myself. The cold water made my body shiver a little, I came out using a towel and hugged myself while hissing softly. I need warmth, a drink or warm water. "Esme, are you in there?" "Yes, come in," I said, a little shouting hoarsely at Lilian, who knocked on the door. I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, bent over, hugging myself, feeling the cold that was too intense. "Oh, darling, you're cold," She said, wa
*ALPHA SAM* Love cannot make me a weak man, who feels sorry for a woman who worries me, makes me uneasy, and makes me feel defeated. Anything that I have claimed as mine cannot be touched by anyone else. My mate's body has smelled of Lycan, and I hate it! A thousand tears would not spare me enough to stop the punishment she deserved. When she fell and fainted, I felt sorry. I lifted her body and put her on the bed. Covered her with a blanket then I left the room. I don't want to touch her but I want to vent this frustration. Walking towards the waterfall, feeling the cold night wind blowing hard. When I got there, I sat on the rocks. I took off my clothes and swam to the bottom of the water. The heat in my soul suddenly returned to normal, feeling the desire of the water that penetrated my bones. I got out of the pool and sat on the edge. "Need a friend?" I sighed, lazy to answer the question from this Gamma woman. She wasn't worried about intimidation from me. She didn't c
ESME "Ah, Tharique—" "Yes baby, say my name with every sigh you make." His gentle style of love always makes me feel comfortable, loved, and wanted. He is like a person who is thirsty for sex. Didn't allow me to feel the peak of pleasure. He did it in various styles, which, of course, made me comfortable. He always thinks about my comfort, he likes it when I moan his name. I twitched and couldn't hold it any longer, he wanted to let go, but I hugged him tightly until I got what I wanted. "You're cheating baby," he said, chuckling in my ear. My legs hugged his hips and my arms wrapped around his neck. I sat on the mini bar in the kitchen. The whole place has been destroyed because of our actions. All the sofas were upside down and the tables were moved far away. Our clothes were scattered everywhere. My appearance is probably already messy. My cell phone rang several times until it ran out of power. To express my great longing, "I don't want you to play with it any longer
*ALPHA SAM* Bang! "This is Crazy! You are a Werewolf bastard! If I knew you were going to change the government system like this I would never have collaborated with you!" Carlos was annoyed as he hit the table very hard. I changed the system of royal rule in which the rights of a king and the income he earned had to be known to members of the highest parliament. Just like regulating the order of state life for ordinary people, I enforce it here. Werewolf and Lycan are one unit. In parliament, there must be a balance between Lycans and Werewolves. Everyone gets the same rights so that their lives are fair and prosperous. "They have helped me a lot; if you hadn't launched that spear, they would have been ready behind the tree to attack the King. So, whether you help me or not, I will still win. You should be grateful to me for being able to become a King of the highest rank." "Yes, the King has the highest position but is supervised and regulated by Parliament. So, the a
*ALPHA THARIQUE* To bring down a tough opponent, you don't just need to use evil tricks. When I was in prison, each prisoner was fed by the guards. And on the night I first went to prison, it was Arneet who brought me food. She disguised herself as a guard after learning about the coup carried out by Carlos.She told me to stay calm in prison because I would not be killed, thrown away, or anything else, but rather saved. She told me that, "Alpha Carlos wants to trick the Werewolf and exterminate him because of the oath from the Moon Goddess. The city can't be ruled by a Werewolf, and we are still in the process of preserving offspring, not extinction; trapping him is an effective way." "What oath?" I don't know about the pact between him and the moon goddess. Arneet heard the story between Erren and her friend about it so she told Carlos. It turns out that the Werewolf will receive a fatal punishment if it is still in contact with Esme, whose status is bound by fate to me.Carlos d
*ESME*The apartment that Thalita rents is quite luxurious and comfortable, like Zoris's. It's a big, safe place to live but I'm lonely. Every second waiting for news about my son's fate. Is he protected, and can he see me again? Spending time just writing word by word, pouring out my heart on a blank sheet of paper. Sometimes I sit on the balcony while waiting for dusk to welcome the arrival of night. Feeling bone-chilling cold, I went back inside and warmed myself with a cup of green tea which smelled quite soothing. Whoever decided to protect me in this way was wrong! I don't need to be saved because I know where I can survive. It's useless; only my body is safe, but not my soul. My soul is covered in deep sorrow. No one can cheer me up and give me joy. Day after day, this past week all I did was stay in the apartment, locking myself away. The second week I started to get bored and wanted to interact with fellow humans around me. Wearing sports clothes and a hat, I jogged to the
*ALPHA SAM* I had to be hospitalized and intensively to repair my broken arm. The doctor operated for an hour with the help of a sophisticated robot. All the equipment in this hospital was beyond my expectations. I cannot underestimate that the Lycans' ability to build a sophisticated civilization is successful, surpassing that of humans who have genius brains. The Werewolves stand guard at the hospital to avoid the commotion that occurs outside. A pack of brutal werewolves suddenly attacked the lycans and asked them to vacate the city. I couldn't stop thinking; before I moved forward, they were more enthusiastic about responding to the Lycans. "Alpha Sam, Alpha Carlos would like to meet, is that permitted?" I don't have a personal bodyguard yet but they have protected me the best they can. Carlos, whom they had feared and respected for a long time, had to wait for my permission before coming in and talking to me. "Yes, tell him to come in," I said and the door opened wide. The
Esme "Esme, wake up baby—" Tharique! I woke up from sleep, gasping for breath. Looking around me, it was still the same, our old room. That's his voice, Tharique's voice, is he finished fighting? Either he wins and we will be together again. Oh no! If he wins it means Sam loses and dies. Is it like that? Suddenly fear enveloped me. Sam has 3 sons and one of them is Zoris. He could avenge his father's death because of me. This revenge will never end. "Esme, are you in there?" A knock on the door made me get out of bed and immediately run to open the door. I fell asleep, and suddenly. The room became bright because sunlight came in through the window and the room's ventilation. The door opened and Hector was in front of me. "You finally woke up; maybe you were tired from sleeping all day, and—" "And what, what will happen next? You've asked Alex what his response will be." I asked a lot of questions, but he took a deep breath; his face looked gloomy. There must be something bad an
*ALPHA SAM*My arrival in the forest was greeted by Werewolves who gave me a silver sword with a sharp curved edge. One cut from this sword can tear a Lycan's back down to its spine. My body is protected by a steel vest, the head and neck cover are made of iron. My face is not covered; I am ready to fight the King, who is known to be cunning. He won't be able to escape from my grip. "We always support you Alpha Sam, fight! We hid behind the bushes to monitor those who might cheat." They said. I walked towards the area provided. Between the shady and neatly lined trees, in the middle, a large place has been prepared in the shape of a perfect circle. Behind me was a steep ravine. I stood in the middle while swinging my heavy sword. A challenging death duel. I've never done this in my life. But I was able to fight and make dozens of people die at my hands even though not with a sword, but a gun. I have never been hostile to a pack of Werewolves, let alone Lycans. I'm against being fri
*ALPHA SAM*I took the injured Lilian to the hospital for further treatment. Internal wounds or external wounds can heal over time. At least, she wasn't busy worrying about Esme's whereabouts. If I keep quiet then she will suspect that I am hiding Esme. Before starting the fight, I drank the strongest potion given by the Werewolves here. My body becomes fresher and stronger. I believed that he would fall on my third hit. My supporters were already inside Lilian's house. They have all prepared to celebrate if I win later. "Alpha Sam, will you immediately sit on the throne of the King's Kingdom which is still under construction? There's no way you can take the red zone district because it belongs to the King personally which he built for Esme, the former best Queen," he said. I thought a little about it, whether he wanted the house. Because the child is already used to living there. "I'll make my own," I said and they asked again about power. I haven't decided who will be king becau
Esme I turned to the source of the sound, there was no one in sight. And with the blink of an eye, a man appeared in front of me; I was shocked and stepped back. Pay attention to this man's face which displays a faint smile. The green color of his eyes is sparkling, Lycan. "Yes, you forgot about me, Esme. Welcome back," he said kindly and I still didn't recognize him. "Who are you?" "I, Hector, you forgot, we fought together against Thaddeus in this forest." I don't remember his face because he changed. His body is also bigger than before. I only recognized his name and voice. "Oh, thank goodness, I didn't know what else to do and—" I was a mess, pouring out everything that was on my mind. I told him what happened to me. My anxiety about a very urgent battle will happen today. My son is not with me, and after the fight is over, the leadership will change. I'm afraid, afraid that my son will not be protected and neglected by them. Oh no! The battle will take place in a few hours.