There's a rumor, that the Alpha king of Night Shade Pack was once a human. Wilder Reagan, was a child cursed from birth. It was said, that Wilder would die on his sixteen birthday. His parents Mr and Mrs Reagan couldn't accept the heaven wills, and so Mr Reagan sought the help of his brother, Hershel the sinister(as many would call him). To save the boy, Hershel the sinister conducted a ritual and according to the stories, Hershel pulled out the souls of the four legendary four wolves and put them into the body of Wilder Reagan. This wolves, were not just any kind of wolves.. they were mystical wolves. Now years later, Wilder became the most powerful werewolf ever to walk the earth. It was said, Wilder alone... could fight a thousand armies of werewolves and still win. A whisper of his name, is enough to make one shiver in fear. Now, just when everyone thought there wouldn't be a thing that could kill Wilder Reagan, it turns out... that his human body couldn't contain the wolves anymore, and to do that... he needs the power of the blue flames. He needs me.
Lihat lebih banyakBlue's POV: "Don't." I muttered, my voice sounding a bit groggy, and if I didn't know better, I would have believed that I didn't just speak. But it was my voice. "Come on Blue, the whole room is dark. And you have been holed up here for days now, a week, probably. You've just stayed in here, all alone in this dark room. Please, just for today—""No Sarah. Don't. Don't you dare open it." I responded, lying motionless on the big rug at the center of my unborn child's room, the unborn child that is dead all because of me. "How long are you going to blame yourself? You did not kill—""Don't Sarah. Do not try to make me feel better because I won't. I killed my child, I... I knew that my flames were dangerous. But I was so stupid to not realize that my flames eat up souls, they don't guard one." "But still—""I am at fault. My baby died because of me, and now... there's no way for me to atone for my sin." Sarah sighed heavily as she walked away from the window, then she sat down next
Author's POV:Wilder stood before the baby's nursery, with second thoughts, and an unsure mind. He wondered what it was he would say to his grieving wife, or what condolences he could offer to her. How could he console his wife, if he was supposed to be grieving too? How could he walk into a room he had designed and prepared for his child with his own hands, and be alright? 'The baby is dead, Wilder.' Hershel had informed him, the moment he walked through the gates of the palace. 'I do not appreciate such jokes, Hershel. And neither am I in the mood for one.' Wilder had responded, walking past his uncle. 'I wish it was one.' Hershel had voiced, and Wilder halted. He turned around, staring at his uncle with unbelief embedded in his eyes. "I wish it was one, nephew.'Wilder didn't need words... he didn't need his uncle to say more. Right then, deep down... he came to the realization that it was indeed not a joke. 'Where is she?' He had managed to ask, his voice groggy. 'At the nur
Blue's POV; "Oh my goodness, the baby kicked again." Sarah yelled in excitement, her face full of excitement, her hands placed on my stomach as she felt my baby kicked against my stomach once more. My baby kicking, has become a fascinating thing and a lot more fascinating to two people, Wilder and Sarah. Wilder would spend the whole night cuddling me with his ear resting on my stomach, and Sarah, every single moment she gets to be with me, she spends it all by touching my stomach and having a conversation with my kicking baby. "No matter how many times I see it, it still feels unreal. And yet, it is so beautiful that I don't want to stop." She whispered, completely baby-locked. If that's a thing. "Yeah, it really does feel unreal." I mumbled, sighing loudly as I stared into the space before, my eyes not exactly locked on anything. "Uhm, is that worry I sense in your voice?" She asked, staring at me intently with worries of her own. I stirred my tea slowly, my thoughts lost in t
Blue's POVI showed Wilder all the moves he had taught me, from parrying to sweeping, to blocking. I was pretty sure that at this point I was good at sword fighting now, at least, enough to defend myself. Both Wilder and I went on again with another spar, and although I was very close to getting the wooden sword from him, he stopped me with the tip of his sword pointing at my throat, touching my skin."Ah, I was so close!" I grunted playfully."You have gotten much better now. Way much better. If not for my experience, you would probably be pinning me down right now." He said while I beamed with delight. I love the fact that I was receiving a compliment, and the fact that it was coming from Wilder was a completely different thing. "I have something for you, by the way.""Um, okay." I looked at my wet, damp cloth and shook my head. "I think you might have to let me take my bath first. I have sweat all over me. I need to get out of this clothes."He chuckled."Of course. No problem with
Wilder's POV"Blue, wake up." I mumbled into my wife's ears softly, as I stared at her face with loving-filled eyes.I haven't been able to sleep properly since I heard what Hershel said about my Queen's flames. I could not help but wonder what and how she would protect herself, if she somehow finds herself in a dangerous disruption. "Yes, my love." Blue muttered, half asleep while trying her best not to return to the world of dreams. "No. There is no problem at all. Erm... I kind of had a thought about yesterday..." "Wilder, we talked about—" "I know we did. And trust me, this is for your best interest. I just can't help but fear that you might end up in a dangerous situation-" "And I won't end up in one. Why? Because I have you to protect me." She voiced softly, placing both her hands on my cheeks and caressing my cheeks softly. "Yes, I know that. I will never allow harm to come to you ever, Blue." I responded, gazing into her eyes with so much sincerity. "But... I
(Wilder's POV)My heartbeat accelerated, faster and faster, with every passing seconds as I carried my wife up in my arms, and teleported her to Hershel's workshop. "HERSHEL!!!!! HERSHEL!!!!!!! WHERE IS HERSHEL?" I shouted at the top of my voice, laying Blue on a small bed in Hershel's inner room. I felt fear, I could taste my own fear. Blue said her fire wasn't working, that she could not produce her flames, and the only time Blue said her flames were no longer working, it was because she was poisoned, and was close to the door of death. So is that what is happening? Has she been poisoned again?? No, no, no please. "GET ME HERSHEL!" I growled, my voice bouncing off the walls and making Hershel's students all scared. They all ran out of the workshop with speed, and I rushed back to Blue in the inner room. "How are you? How... how are you feeling." I whispered softly, holding onto her hand in fear.Blue gazed at me with fear in her eyes, "I am fine, Wilder. But... you don't thin
Blue's POVWaking up with a burning hunger in my stomach wasn't my plan when I woke up in the morning, but it happened anyway. I felt hungry, in a way I have never felt before. Because of my flames, I never knew what it felt like to go hungry. I only ate because the food looked good and tasted good, not because I felt hungry. Probably, my hunger is all because of the child inside of me. I can't explain it, but I just know it. I yawned loudly, as I sat up on the bed, then... I stood up and walked over to the window. On opening the curtains, I realized that the sun was already up and hot.This could only mean one thing: I woke up late."Who is there?" I called loudly, staring at my bedroom door. "Yes, your Highness." Two maids rushed into the room immediately at my call, both bowing their heads. "Janice, inform the kitchen to prepare my food. A brunch wouldn't be bad, and you, Racheal, get me ready." "Yes, your highness." They both said in unison, and they both left the room. After
(Blue's POV)"But do you feel any different now? Is the feeling any different from before?" Sarah asked and I smiled.Both she and Rose have consistently been asking me about my pregnancy feelings. It was as though we were both carrying on the pregnancy together. And in a way, we actually were. It is so much that they know exactly how I feel every single day."Not really." I caressed my tummy softly, smiling.It's been a month since I found out I was pregnant with my child, and there has been a wide range of different feelings — from dizziness, to fainting, and eating like a glutton. I mean— I love food, but now... I love it even more. With everyone in my corner, living through it all is not really hard. Especially if the king, my husband, would not stop rushing out of meetings to attend to me. At this rate, the Lords would get fed up."I see." Sarah responded, taking a bite from her biscuit.We were all outside in the garden having a little tea party. I have never really had a tea p
(Blue's POV) I smiled on opening my eyes to a new day, my hands instantly reached out to my stomach as I caressed it softly. I can't believe that I am pregnant, and a child lives inside of me. In months to come I will be a mother, and this is something I never thought possible. A few months back, I was in a cage and I had no hope whatsoever. I believed that I was destined to die slowly and become nothing but a memory to those who knew me. I never thought I would find a new home, and I would be loved in that new home. Wrapping my arms securely around my stomach, I mumbled... "Mummy will protect you. And I will be the best mother you can ever wish for. I love you my child." "Now, why don't we go say hi to daddy?" I gently stood up from my bed, wore a more appropriate gown other than my nightwear, then exited my bedroom and quarter. "Your highness, I was just about—" "Where is he?" I asked Rose, cutting her off. "You mean the king?" She asked, coming to a halt
Blue's POV;"He is coming, he is coming to get me. I don't know who he is or what he is. But I know, he would come get me. You should leave Sarah, run as far as you can get. If you don't, he would burn you together with this temple." I whispered, my voice hoarse. "And why does this powerful stranger want to rescue you?" Sarah asked, wiping my hands clean with a towel. She doesn't believe me. I can't blame her for that. What possibly could a blind chained girl know?"I don't know. I don't know why he needs or wants to rescue me, but what I do know is that he would come. My flames can sense him." "Do you know what I think?" She sighed. I could picture her frowning as she said her next words, "I think spending thirteen years in a cage, with no one to talk to has messed up with your head, and your flames." She exhaled even more, her hands reaching out to cup my cheeks... but sadly the metallic helmet covering every bit of my face, stood in the way of her affectionate hands. "I feel sa...
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