Amalia’s pov
We 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 who looked annoyed with him.
‘’I’ll never leave early and I also expect you to be on time’’ Peter replied to him. These two collaborating would be a miracle.
‘’You misunderstood something. I am the future beta and I give the orders, not you. You better learn your place’’. They both looked feral. The eyes of their wolves were present, the same color as their regular ones just darker.
‘’You are the beta but that doesn’t mean that you are also the strongest or the quickest, remember that Christopher’’ in a moment he had an arm around Christopher’s neck from behind. He was very quick as he had vampire speed.
Christopher lowered his chin immediately to protect his neck and quickly locked on to Peter’s offending arm.
‘’That’s enough guys’’ I said but neither of them listened. Something inside me was telling me to protect Christopher even though my mind knew that he was not in any real danger. Without even realizing it I had them both pined to two different trees that were in front of me. One side of me was very protective of Christopher.
They were both surprised and looked at me, Peter looked at me with worry while Christopher had worry and fear mixed written on his blue eyes. ‘’Let us free warriors will come, they will sense your magic if you keep it for long’’ Peter said but it was more of an ask rather than an order.
I immediately let them free and they both fell down to the ground. ‘’I am sorry, I don’t know how to control it’’ I apologized to them.
‘’Does this happen regularly?’’ Christopher asked masking his emotions and trying to look cool. ‘’It doesn’t’’ Peter answered him like he was scrolling him and gave me a small smile to reassure me.
‘’How am I supposed to learn how to use magic when I am not allowed to use it? And I am training to protect myself without magic and my lycan form, that’s bullshit’’. I was angry, not with them but with the situation. My father was trying to protect me but he was not allowing me to be myself in order to do so.
None of them said anything but hey both had sympathetic smiles on their faces now. ‘’I am going back to my room goodnight’’ I said to them while walking towards my room.
‘’You didn’t practice’’ Christopher tried to argue but Peter put a hand on his chest and he stopped.
Once inside I had a bubble bath, oh how I would like to make the bubbles fly with magic but I wasn’t aloud either. How was possible for my mother to hide who she was for three years? To not be able to use magic?
I finished my bath and put on my pink satin pajama set which consists of a crop tank top and shorts. When I finished comping my hair I heard a knock on my door. By the smell was Christopher. ‘’Come in, it’s open’’
‘’I know it’s late but I brought ice cream’’ he offered me one bowl while he kept another for himself. He sat next to me on my bed wearing his clothes. ‘’I know that you don’t like people sitting on your bed with their clothes but I don’t think that’s appropriate for me to get them off’’ he chuckled mischievously.
Oh, how I wanted to see him with his clothes off. It was normal for us lycans to be naked but we were inside my room and alone. Oh, how much did I want to see his defined abs to touch his muscular arms and to feel his skin against mine.
My nipples hardened only at the thought and I had to be careful because he would be able to smell my arousal. Don’t think about him, don’t think about him. ‘’well I am thinking about him naked as well’’ Bella spoke inside my head. ‘’Horny wolf’’ I teased her, ‘’horny human’’ she chuckled.
‘’About all that happened today, I think we have a lot to talk about. I didn’t even know that you were a hybrid’’ Christopher brought me out of my thoughts. ‘’Do you hate me now like you hate Peter?’’ I asked him trying to hide my concern.
‘’I could never hate you and you know it’’ Christopher said looking into my eyes. I was looking at his eyes too searching for a lie indication but all I could see was affection. He looked into my lips and I instinctively bit my lower lip feeling a surge of desire.
The intensity of his gaze made me believe that we might kiss but he shook his head. ‘’uhm it’s late. Better leave you to sleep’’ he said standing up from the bed and looking at my bedroom’s door. ‘’Thanks for ice cream, that was my favorite flavor’’ I said trying to sound cool and uninfected.
‘’I know, goodnight Lia’’ he was still moving towards the door without turning to face me. ‘’Goodnight Christopher’’ I managed to say before he closed the door.
‘’what was that? We didn’t even talk and then there was the intensity’’ I talked to Bella inside my mind. ‘’I think he finds us attractive, he was about to kiss us’’ she replied happily. ‘’Why didn’t he make a move then?’’ I asked her but she remained silence. We both knew the answer deep inside, he is not into me. It was clear to me that Christopher's lack of interest in making a move meant that he simply wasn't attracted to me. Bella and I had to accept that sometimes feelings are just one-sided.
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 povI was barely able to keep my composure when we arrived home and got out of the car. The stars were shining brightly above us, reminding me that a new day was coming soon. I thought back to what had happened and all I wanted was a way to erase it from my memory forever.I went straight to my room without even saying goodnight to them, I was too embarrassed to talk to them.As I closed my door behind me, I leaned against it and let out a deep sigh. I knew I had to face the reality of my feelings for Christopher and move on, but it was easier said than done.I had a shower trying to wash away the embarrassment and shame that clung to me like a second skin. But no matter how hard I scrubbed, the memories wouldn't go away.As I was drying myself off, I heard a knock on my door. My wolf went feral, she wanted blood. I could smell Stela outside of my room.I hesitated for a moment before opening the door. Stela
Amalia’s pov The next morning, I was awakened by Peter's voice. He had come to take me to meet the witch in the woods near campus. I lied once again to my father that I had to be early on campus and Peter and I headed to the woods near campus, where we were supposed to meet the witch who was going to teach me magic. It was a beautiful day, with the sun shining brightly above us and a gentle breeze rustling through the trees. As we walked together, I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of nature around us. We eventually arrived at our destination, a small clearing in the woods that was surrounded by tall trees on all sides. In the middle of it all stood an old oak tree. I felt an unmistakable energy emanating behind the tree and a tall woman with wild, curly black hair and dark eyes came from behind it. She looked approximately my age, maybe a year or two older. She hugged Peter and something I never thought I would feel about Peter, I felt it. At that moment I felt jealous wi
Amalia’s pov My father was waiting for us impatiently at his office. We had no choice but to go to him and face his anger. As we got in he commanded us ‘’Tell me what you were doing?’’ he was looking at Peter with so much anger. ‘’Don’t even try to lie to me, I know you weren’t at college. I gave you a pack and a home, you owe me the truth’’ Peter and I exchanged nervous glances, knowing that we couldn't hide the truth any longer. He started to explain everything but my father got even more angry by the minute. ‘’I gave you a home and that’s how you repay me. I trusted you with my daughter and you outed her at the witches’’ my father strictly said. Peter tried to open his mouth but my father stopped him. ‘’The punishment for betrayal is death’’ he said putting his hand on his neck ready to rip him apart. Peter had the strength to protect himself but he didn’t. My magic intervened, making my father unable to move. ‘’Peter run!'' I said. He looked at me with disbelief and worry
Christopher’s pov My father was worried and we went to find King Garret. He was afraid about him because witches had already killed his wife years ago, he thought maybe they tried to kill him as well. All the pack knew was that witches had killed a human because she was our king’s mate. I recently told the truth that our late Luna was a witch, making her daughter Amalia a hybrid, part Lycan part hybrid. I couldn’t shake the feeling that the source of magic was Amalia and that we weren’t in any real danger. When we arrived at his office we saw many people there who went to check on their alpha. We heard him speak through the mind link so everyone could hear him ‘’witches tried to kill my daughter, she is right now with her bodyguard’’. My heart sank hearing that, did they find out that she was a hybrid? And why does it feel like he is lying? My wolf was restless inside my mind, all he wanted was to find Amalia and protect her. He was always very protective of her. King Garret
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