Amalia’s pov
‘’yes Chris, that’s it ‘’ her moans where loud enough to be heard outside of her door and the sound of my heart breaking was so quitted that only I could hear it, Isn’t it ironic?
I was in my way to my best friend’s room in order to give her a gift that I got for her, I was at the mall this evening and two rose gold bracelets writing ‘’best friends’’ caught my eye. The irony is that while I was going to give her a gift, she got me one, the gift of truth.
My best friend since forever, was having sex with my crush since forever. I couldn’t blame him, he had no idea that I had a crush on him but she knew all too well that I was head over heels for him. We had spent endless nights discussing how I could catch his eyes and overanalyze his attitude towards me.
A mix of anger and heartbreak consumed me. It was painful to realize that our countless conversations about my feelings for him were nothing more than a facade for her own desires. The weight of the betrayal felt unbearable, and I couldn't help but question the authenticity of our friendship.
No no I knew at that moment that our friendship wasn’t real, she didn’t care for him. She just wanted sex and it happened to be with him. The same goes for him.
I was feeling betrayed and the tears were threatening to split. Unable to hear anything else, I immediately turned around to leave. ‘’Everything ok princes Amalia?’’ my bodyguard asked. ‘’everything is fine Peter, she’s just busy right now’’ I tried to lie but I was terrible at lying and he knew me too well to believe me.
Peter has been my bodyguard for a year now and he is a hot one too. He has green eyes that remind me of the forest with red flames inside, like the forest was on fire. Shewolves liked his athletic body, broad shoulders and his six-pack. Part of the reason that they are drawn to him is his enigmatic attitude, the mystery and the danger that a hybrid emits.
Many girls were jealous that I got to hang around him but he was always serious and not messing around even though he was nineteen and haven’t found his mate yet. He is the total opposite of Chris who is whoring around a lot.
He heard what was happening inside and he took a sniff to smell who was the guy with Stela. He then hurried up to catch up with me. With his speed it was like walking for him. As a half vampire he was faster than us.
We were currently on the second floor where the gamma’s and the head warrior’s family were staying. Stela was the daughter of the head warrior. All the other titles were passing from generation to generation but head warriors had to fight for the title.
The third floor was where the beta’s family was leaving and had guest rooms as well. That’s were Christopher was leaving. His father is the beta until he passes his title to Chris short of Christopher.
When we arrived at my door I just said goodnight to Peter trying not to use my trembling voice and I hurried up inside my room. He didn’t say anything to me about them but I could feel the sympathy in his eyes.
‘’Good night princess I would be right here if you need anything’’ he said looking at me but I avoided his gaze afraid that I would break down and cry in front of him. No one except my best friend Stela knew about my crush on Christopher and I would like to keep it that way, sorry I meant my ex best friend. I am sure thought that Peter got a glimpse of my feelings now anyway.
Also, I was the princess after all, I was expected to be strong at all times and I didn’t want anyone to see me like this. But now that I was in the safety of my room, I could have my meltdown. I got into my king size bed with purple bedding and cried for hours until I saw the sunlight getting inside through my window.
The night was confronting like the moon could keep all my secrets but the sun was here again to remind me that I have to look strong. I could suffer all I wanted during the dark of the night but under the light of the day I had to be the strong princess or try to look strong as far as possible. At least I have my wolf Belle who is strong, in contrary to me she is furious and wants blood, she is not whining like me.
We have our wolves from the day we are born but we get to sift when our bodies are ready, I sifted at sixteen just a year before while Stela sifted at fifteen like Christopher and my brother sifted at fourteen.
The four of us are unmated, my brother Kevin and Christopher are eighteen and can find their mate any time now. Me and Stela we are seventeen and she has one month before she can find her mate while I have nine months.
We can only find our mates at the age of eighteen or older by their sent. Many mates tell the story of a previous attraction to one another but most said that was a total surprise. Maybe they are mates and I am the wrong one here but even the thought of that makes my wolf demand blood.
Amalia’s povNew day new me, right? But what if the new me was heartbroken and friendless? Nevertheless, I had to get ready to go to college. We are allowed to attend only the community college near the pack.Werewolves are pack people and we always stay near our pack, our strength comes from our numbers. A lone wolf outside a pack was as good as dead and the same goes for us Lycans.If someone from a different pack passed our perimeter without permission he would be dead in seconds. We had visitors from other packs but they had permission to enter first.There were some rogue wolves out there but they knew better than to cross any pack’s territory especially the Lucan’s territory. If some rogue requests permission to speak to the king, he would be allowed inside but rogues coming was unheard. There are five Lycan packs across the world, one in America, one in Europe, one in Asia, one in Africa and one in Oceania. But we never associate with one another. Every Lycan pack has his king
Amalia’s povThe classes were interesting for the most part, but my mind was elsewhere. This community college is different from any other. For starters one can characterize it as luxurious, my pack is financing it and my father is very generous because it educates not only the next king but all pack members that want to study. My brother is studying economics, the same as Christopher. As the future alpha and beta their courses were chosen for them. As for me, I chose medicine in order to help others, while Stela had chosen gymnastics as she considered it the most suited for a head warrior. She was always aiming for the position of head warrior. It was during break and I headed for the canteen. The cafeteria is a beautiful place that has no walls, it’s all glass allowing you to admire the forest next to the university. The whole college is a big glass building. Scanning the place with my eyes, I saw that my brother was seated at our usual round white table in the center of the ca
Amalia’s povRight now, we were back from college and I was getting ready for my afternoon practice. ‘’Your dad would like a word with you at his office before practice’’ Peter informed me with a non-genuine smile. Was I in trouble or something like that? My father’s office was at the first floor of the pack house. It was a huge office that even had an aquarium tank with Glowfish Tetra Mix. The office is a light gray with expensive antique wooden furniture. I was always uneasy here, it was a place where we were not allowed to come as kids without a serious reason. As I made my way to my father's office, my mind raced with thoughts of what could be awaiting me. The atmosphere in the office was always tense, filled with an air of authority that made me feel small and insignificant. I couldn't help but wonder what had prompted this unexpected meeting and what consequences it might hold for me. Peter knocked on the door and my father said ‘’come in’’. Peter opened the door for me a
Amalia’s povWe were going to the training grounds. We have a huge inside gym with the latest equipment and rings but I preferred to practice at our huge outside training area. We had the best warriors and we needed the best equipment to keep them in form and to train them after all.I usually train late, so no one is around. My trainer is always one of my bodyguards but I am not allowed to train neither on my lycan form nor using magic.I rarely can be at my Lycan form and for that to happen my father cleans up the area for me. It happens approximately once a month and Bella needs more exercise than that. The problem is that Bella isn’t like any other lycan, we aren’t.In lycan form i have white coat but it has colorful highlights making it obvious to anyone that sees me that I am not the typical lycan.Both Christopher and Peter came with me. ‘’There was no need for you to come with us, my shift will start in twenty minutes, I can take it from here’’ Christopher referred to Peter wh
Amalia’s povYesterday sleep came easy on me with Christopher’s scent still lingering on my bed. It was smooth and calming. I didn’t want to get out of bed but I had to go to college. ‘’Good morning Peter’’ I said opening my door while smiling at him. He looked a lot better now that he had slept after three days. ‘’Good morning princess Amalia’’ he replied genuine smiling back at me. ‘’Peter, I need to talk to you, I need a big favor to ask. Can you come inside?’’ I said while gesturing inside my room.He came in ‘’you want my help with your abilities’’ he stated without having any doubt about what I wanted. What did I say about him reading me like an open book? ''Uhm, how did you know it? Do you read minds?’’ he chuckled with my question ‘’oh that would be both a blessing and a course, I would never wish for such ability especially while living in a place like this where everyone despises me’’. He looked cool but I knew that this was hurting him. ‘’Well, not everyone. I am always
Amalia’s povThe classes passed quickly and it was time for lunch at the cafeteria. The place was full of light due to the sunny day outside. My wolf wanted out, we would like to go on our lycan form for a run, but this was not on the plans for us.‘’They have your favorite Princess’’ Peter smiled to me while we went to stand in line. My favorite was pastitsio, a Greek recipe that I loved. Today the cafeteria was serving Greek dishes. Every Friday we had dishes from another country and I looked forward to it. That was the closer I got to traveling,Before it was time for us to ordered my favorite had finished, someone had taken the last of it. I was so disappointed that I had to compromise with a Greek salad.My brother was seated only with Chr
Amalia’s pov While he was showering first, I was picking out what to wear to the club. The images that were playing in my head of him showering naked next door were driving me insane and making it difficult for me to choose an outfit. I finally decided to wear a leopard-print midi skirt that is high-rise on the waist and it fails to a straight silhouette that hugs all my curves perfectly. For a top, I chose a black strapless crop top that showed my neck. I wanted to create a sexy look that would turn heads at the club. No, let me rephrase it, I wanted him to find me sexy. As I was about to let the outfight I chose on my bed, he got out of the bathroom. He was wearing his black trousers but he was shirtless showing his wet abs. I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire as I took in his irresistible appearance. The way his muscles glistened under the bathroom light was enough to make my heart race. His hair was wet as well, and his scent was mixed with my shampoo driving me craz
Amalia’s pov My brother was talking to two girls and he was only alerted and looked towards us when Christopher yelled at the poor guy and tossed him aside, after that my brother continued to flirt with the girls. ‘’What’s the meter? I was just flirting’’ I played it innocently. I liked the jealousy on him. While I was amused his eyes were full of anger. Anger radiated from him and the sick part was that I liked it. I liked getting a response from him. ‘’Don’t do that again’’ he ordered me with his harsh voice. Fanny thing that he thought that he could order me around. ‘’Do what Christopher? Have fun?’’ I just provoked him more. I wanted more of his anger, I wanted him to tell me that he was angry. I was still looking into his eyes with a smirk on my face when he said to me ‘’you know what’’ and I just waited till he continued.He let go of my hand, and I felt the loss of him as we were connected for a few seconds. He looked at me with thi
Amalia’s povAfter two months of the witches not getting back their powers we let them free, it was a punishment enough for them to not have their powers and without their powers they were not a threat to us. After five yearsMy brother traveled to the other four royal packs cross the world to let them know about my son and his powers and in one of the he found his mate. She is the daughter of the European Lycan king and she agreed to follow him back here. The two of them make the perfect King and Queen now that my father retired and spends all his time with his grandchildren. They have a strong young boy that fancies one of Tatiana’s daughter. I could tell that they are going to be mates. The young boy and Tatiana's daughter share a deep connection, evident in their interactions and the way they gravitate towards each other. It's heartwarming to see the next generation finding love and It brings me joy to witness the continuation of our lineage.Tatiana and gamma John got married
Amalia’s povI couldn’t believe what we were all seeing through magic. The one who betrayed us was Stela. What have I ever done to her? She was the head warrior here, I hadn’t spoken not even a word to her since I came back. Ok she wasn’t my friend but why did she betray her pack? My father mind linked five fighters to get her to the dungeons and we all headed up there with the witches too. As it turns out they lost their magic and Tatiana thinks that they are not going to get it back. The dungeons where under the pack house, they were dark and eerie, with a chilling atmosphere that sent shivers down my spine every time that I was down here. ''Why' I asked her as soon as I saw her come. The fighters were bringing her by force. it was clear that she had fought with them before coming, her clothes were torn and she had bruises on her arms as the warrios had too. She maybe was the head warrior of our pack but they were five against one. "Why did you betray us, Stela?" I questioned,
Amalia’s povThey were the same witches that killed Peter. I tried to shield me and my son from them but the eight of them were stronger than me. I could feel John trying to open the door but he couldn’t. They had locked the door with magic.Panic rushed through my veins as I desperately searched for an escape route but there was none. I couldn't do anything. With each passing second, I felt the walls closing in on us, our fate hanging by a thread.''Giving birth to a hybrid is punishable by death, let alone a tribid'' one of them said with a menacing tone. The realization that I couldn't protect my son sent chills down my spine, as I was praying for a miracle to save us.''You both have to die'' Another one added as all of them together created a fireball The heat from the fireball intensified, making it c
Tatiana’s povBeing back there was bringing back all the bad memories that were hunting me. I could feel the weight of the past pressing down on me as I stepped into the familiar surroundings. The room seemed to hold echoes of pain and sorrow, reminding me of everything I had tried so hard to forget. How could this man be allowed to hold his grandchild? He didn't deserve happiness, family or love, he deserved to be alone. My heart was full of hatred for him. I wanted him to be accountable for everything that he had done to me. As I watched him cradle the innocent child in his arms, a surge of anger and resentment washed over me. The thought of him experiencing joy and love while I carried the burden of his actions felt deeply unjust. I yearned for justice to be served, for him to face the consequences of his deeds and understand the pain he had caused. Maybe it was a mistake coming here, Amalia and the baby proved to be safe here, they didn't need me. A part of me maybe hoped that
Amalia’s povThe next day, I opened a portal to the Vampires King Sky Scraper on the last floor where he was staying. As I stepped out of the portal, As I stepped out of the portal, I couldn't help but feel a mix of nerves and excitement. This meeting with the Vampire King was crucial in order to protect my son and ensure his safety within the supernatural world.With me through the portal came Tatiana and after us were my dad, Christopher, and John. My brother wanted to come instead of my father, but he insisted that he was the future of our pack and that he had to remain safe.They wanted to come through the portal first to protect us but I insisted on going first. He would feel less threatened by a woman with a child than by three lycans.The minute that we entered, the place was filled with vampires ready to attack us. The vampire king was in front of them. He reminded me of Peter, they both had many similar charact
Amalia’s povThe days that followed were filled with a constant cycle of exhaustion, grief, fear but love too. My family and Tatiana were supporting us and they were trying to spent as much time as possible with me and my son.Christopher on the other hand hadn’t speak to me and he hadn’t accepted my rejection either. It was bothering me that he had a pull of me due to our bond. I was feeling like I was betraying Peter every time that I saw him and I felt the need to get closer to him.My wolf was feeling the same, even thought he was her destined mate she was feeling like she was betraying Peter and his wolf too, the father of our pup who had sacrificed himself to save us. She was mourning him too like me.But as the days went by, I could see the sorrow in my wolf's eyes slowly diminishing. We both found solace in taking care of our pup, who reminded us of Peter's love and sacrifice. Though the pain of Peter's loss sti
Christopher’s pov20 months and 24 days had passed since Amalia disappeared but it felt like an eternity for me. I never stopped searching for her. Even if I wanted to I don’t think that my wolf would let me. He was always very fond of her, at first, I thought that he liked her in a friendly way but soon I learned that he liked her in another way like me.We had stopped only for two days nine months before when I felt her marking someone else. I was sure it was her. I felt the pain of my mate marking someone else and in order for me to feel that it ment that I already knew my mate. When we haven’t met our mates we don’t feel the loss of them even if they die, we just still searching for them in vain.The pain was so strong that me and my wolf were overwhelmed with a mix of anger, sadness, and betrayal. It was as if our world had come crashing down in an instant. The realization that she had found someone else left us hea
Amalia’s povAs soon as our conversation ended, I went back to my room to sleep. I was very exhausted from giving birth and everything else. Sleep didn’t come easy to me as I was replaying everything that happened in my mind again and again.I cried so much before finally falling asleep. I slept only because I was imagining Peter next to me cuddling me and this helped me relax. My wolf was in pain too and I could feel it, she lost her mate as well. She hadn’t spoken to me since Peter’s sacrifice, she was remaining silent mourning him. She spoke to me only after two hours to wake me up to check on our pup and feed him. After that she woke me up again every two hours for the same reason. I woke up the next morning feeling physically and emotionally drained. The weight of grief still lingered in the air, but I knew I had to find a way to heal both myself and my wolf for the sake of our baby. It was time to face the reality of our new chapter without Peter by our side. During breakf
Tatiana’s pov We went to the kitchen to have lunch with Amalia’s brother and father. This was the first time that they had lunch here as Amalia told me. She explained to me that High-ranking members have meals together but right now we needed privacy to discuss. As we sat down at the table, the weight of the situation hung heavy in the air. ''How do you know my daughter'' king Garret asked me trying to decide if i was to be trusted. ''I am the one who taught her how to use magic'' i replied, my voice steady. ''But how did you two meet?'' he asked me again. ''Peter had saved me from the vampire king years ago, I owed him. He asked me to teach her magic and I couldn't say no to him.'' I replied feeling so much grateful to peter. Her father nodded and his stern expression softened slightly as he began to understand the depth of our connection. John on the other hand growled at the mention of Peter saving me from the vampire king making me turn my gaze to him. His eyes were filled wi