All Chapters of The First of Her Kind: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Not only was Malakai acutely aware that Amani was missing, but he had also become completely unhinged. He had ordered a thorough search for her throughout the palace, with all the guards tirelessly combing every nook and cranny. Not stopping there, he had even dispatched his own patrol to venture beyond the palace gates. He left no stone unturned in his efforts to find her, spreading the word far and wide about her disappearance and emphasizing the urgency of her safe return. To sweeten the deal, he put forth a generous reward for anyone who could bring her back unharmed.As he followed her elusive scent, it took him on a meandering path throughout the palace, tracing her every step and lingering presence. The frustration mounted as he found himself going in circles, until a more distinct aroma of hers caught his attention. It beckoned him, growing stronger and stronger, until it guided him to an unexpected location - the stables. Despite the overpowering stench of horse dung, Amani'

The next morning, Amani awoke to find Robert unloading merchandise at one of his stops. Glancing around the wagon, she noticed that it was practically empty, with just a few items remaining. Robert informed her that he only had one more stop to make, which was as far as he could take her. This last stop lay just outside of Blackclaw territory, offering a clear path to the border. Although Amani would have to walk about ten miles alone, Robert assured her that there were no Royal Guards patrolling that area.Just before reaching his final stop, Robert let Amani out of the wagon. He kindly provided her with fresh water and bread for her journey. Filled with gratitude for everything he had done, Amani bid him farewell, expressing her heartfelt appreciation. With a final wave, she set off along the path that led to the Rogue Border.The journey proved to be a long one, and Amani paused only briefly to rest along the way. Her determination pushed her to minimize any wasted time, urging her

Malakai secluded himself in his chambers for the remainder of the day. The guards were scheduled to arrive with Amani the following afternoon, leaving him increasingly restless as the hours crawled by. Tempted as he was to embark on the mission to retrieve her himself, his turbulent emotions deterred him, afraid of the unintended verbal onslaught that might escape his lips. Since her departure, he had barely slept or eaten, and each time he attempted to find solace in slumber, he found himself in an endless dance of tossing and turning.The fact that Amani had attempted to cross the Rogue Border still confounded Malakai. If she had managed to cross, she would forever be barred from setting foot in the Pack Lands. Once you go rogue, you can never go back. It infuriated Malakai that she was so ready and willing to turn her back on him like that. In reality, though, under the guise of his anger was nothing more than a profound ache that pierced his heart. As the early hours of the mornin

Amani sat in the bath, completely immersed in the whirlpool of emotions that had engulfed her. The weight of her actions and the burden of guilt gnawed at her heart, growing more insistent with each passing thought. Finally mustering the strength to leave the soothing waters, she wrapped herself in a comforting robe and settled in front of her vanity. As she delicately ran the brush through her long, wavy tresses, her gaze met the reflection in the mirror. The sight that met her eyes was utterly disheartening, and she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of unworthiness, questioning her right to bear the title of Alpha Saul Constantine's daughter – a man revered as one of the most formidable and respected Alphas in the Pack Lands. In that poignant moment, a profound realization washed over her: she had never truly embodied the qualities of an Alpha. Instead of confronting her challenges head-on, she had chosen to flee, evading any trials that awaited her. Deep down, she knew that s

"Lady Constantine, I assume you are well aware of the reason for your presence here today," the Prime Alpha began, his tone firm yet kind. "Prince Malakai has shared those details with you, correct?" "Yes, he has," Amani replied, her voice steady but tinged with a hint of nervousness. "So, you understand that Prince Malakai has requested to mark you, branding you as his mate in an attempt to awaken your wolf. And you are also fully aware that we, the Royal Council, have deliberated and decided to grant his request on the condition that you willingly agree to it, without any external pressure. Is that information accurate?" The Prime Alpha inquired, his piercing gaze fixed on Amani. "Yes, that is correct," Amani confirmed, her words resolute. "Furthermore, you must be aware that we have allotted you three days to contemplate and make your decision," the Prime Alpha continued. Amani's heart sank. She hadn't known about the three-day deadline. She wanted to glance back at Malaka