All Chapters of Once In The Dust: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Willow, I opened my eyes, feeling confused. My mind was foggy and disoriented. What is going on? I felt a light headache, but it was fading away quickly. The confusion I felt was unnatural. A few moments ago, I must have been alright to find myself in this condition. I looked around and had a Deja vu feeling. The grainy sand hurt my knees kneeling on the ground; I knelt in the centre, covered in dust, wounds and blood, while the guards surrounded me, half in their beast form, ready to strike. Was I the enemy? I searched my mind for answers but couldn't find any. The environment seemed unfriendly, so I did the only logical thing. I ran. They chased me, and I pushed myself. I was confused. Why was I the enemy? What did I do? Fragments of memories reeled in my mind, but I was too afraid and confused to make sense of them. "Hey!" I heard a voice and some growls. The guards were still chasing me, so I ran faster. I needed to get away as quickly as possible and leave now. I moved fast

Willow, Christopher held his chest, and I touched mine but remained on my feet. His eyes asked me why but I did not care. He was going to do it to please his Luna anyway, so this was the first step to ending it. "Why?" Christopher linked me, and I knew it was because he did not want his luna to hear. It would have been great to tell him it was because I knew that was what he was going to do, but that would be stupid, so I said the only plausible thing I could think of. "I was late, you are already with someone, and it is clear you love each other. I would not want to come between the two of you or cause any problems between you and her highness," I said, and he was stunned, and I saw he was conflicted. "I accept," he said with difficulty, but the bond did not break completely. We were somehow still tied together, and I wondered why. "We have to do this publicly for everyone to see," Aida said, and Christopher shook his head. "There is no need," he said with difficulty, "she isn't

Willow, I woke up in the middle of the night with a troubled heart. While I thought of the past, specific questions gnawed at my mind. Why was I framed? I wasn't having an affair with Christopher; he did not show me love or interest. Why did Aida hate me so much, and why was Christopher Killed? These were questions I would have to find answers to succeed. Getting Aida and Mark out of Christopher's life was a daunting task that a crybaby good girl would not be able to achieve. I needed to succeed. I did not know what would happen if I succeeded, but I knew what would happen if I failed. I knew Aida wasn't good for him. I also knew he didn't love her. Their marriage was arranged by the werewolf king, and Christopher had to honour it because he was under the monarch. It was a way of the monarch showing he favoured Christopher, but I knew better. Christopher was the strongest werewolf alpha. The only reason he wasn't king was that he wasn't from the royal bloodline. The werewolf king mu

Willow I woke up sweating and panting. Fate was making sure I did not forget what happened to me. I relived my execution and judgement in my dream, which did not feel pleasant. It felt like it had just happened, and I had just returned. Feeling the blade fall and everything going dark, the damnation brought back painful memories, and I began to weep. Why did that happen to me? Why didn't I live a normal life? I wept. I was glad that I was ahead of my foes, but the fact that they had won once still broke me. I remembered Christopher lying in his vomit in his office and Aida screaming. I had forgotten his words to me when I served his tea, but my dream had helped me remember. When I served the tea, he told me he would make everything right and that he knew the truth. I did not know what he meant by it, but he looked at me lovingly for the first time, and I had butterflies in my stomach. How could I have forgotten something so beautiful? The trauma had taken over completely. I sat up and

Christopher. I got a summon from the werewolf king two days after the incident. I did not need to guess what had happened. My wife must have reported me to her father, and he was calling me to settle the matter. There wasn't an issue to resolve, but I needed to honour his invitation, or it would be seen as disrespectful on my part. I stepped out of the shower in the morning and saw Aida lying naked on the bed, trying to get me to sleep with her. I was yet to forgive her for humiliating us in the pack. "I can't get pregnant like this, Christopher," She teased, and I smiled. "I guess you feel guilty for your actions. Unfortunately, I am not in the mood. Since you have decided to report me to your father, there is no need for reconciliation," I said, and her smile dropped. It was quite low of her to think that she could do this and everything would be okay. I left her to go to train in the garden. While I walked, I wondered what Willow was up to. Since the incident, she had stayed a