Semua Bab Her Alpha King: Bab 41 - Bab 50

--Alyssa--"We will be going to the Pack’s orphanage," she said to me, making me shocked.How does this Pack have an orphanage? Did the parents not want them?"How do you have an orphanage?" I asked, a little shocked because from the structure of the place everyone seemed to be living well."Some of the children are orphans because their parents have died, and others were abandoned at the Pack’s border," she explained to me, making me nod.How could anyone abandon a child at the Pack's border? Why was I complaining when I was left in a forest? At least the Pack's border was better than what I went through; an animal could have killed me, or a rogue."But I was not allowed to go out," I said to her."The Alpha King said we should go along with you so that you do not feel bored," she said, making me happy he had changed his mind.Quickly, I entered the closet, taking out a simple pair of jeans and a top, but it did not look simple no matter how I tried to change the tops."The girls are

--Alyssa--She held my hand, her small fingers curling around mine with surprising firmness. Anastasia, a precocious three-year-old, seemed fascinated by my nails, studying them with a keen interest. She had a natural curiosity that hinted at an early love for fashion. Every so often, she tugged at my hand, wanting me to pick her up so she could get a closer look at my hair and nails. It was quite smart of her for such a young age, showing an awareness and curiosity beyond her years.As we finished sharing gifts, the play ground filled with the joyful noise of children happily playing with their new toys. I couldn't help but think back to my own childhood. If I had been sent to an orphanage when I was younger, would this have been my experience? Would I have found joy in simple things, despite the hardships? Growing up without a loving support system had been difficult, and I fervently hoped that these children would find their forever homes. That was my deepest wish for them.Refl

--Alyssa--I was deeply engrossed in the book I had found. It was believed that the white wolves were the first of their kind to come into existence, blessed with extraordinary powers. They had the ability to heal, control the earth and everything within it, and even communicate directly with the moon goddess. These gifts made them revered but also envied, and eventually, the other wolves' jealousy led to a devastating purge aimed at eliminating the white wolves entirely.As I read, I discovered a stark contrast between what Lily had told me and what the book revealed. According to the text, there was no mention of a king and queen giving birth to a child. It made me wonder if perhaps my parents had been white wolves. The book stated explicitly that only a white wolf could give birth to another white wolf. This revelation sent my thoughts spiraling as I considered the possibility that I belonged to a lineage I knew nothing about.The white wolves were rarely spoken of, their existence

--Alyssa--I made a drastic decision to be able to continue my quest for knowledge and security. During the four days of my search, I realized that I was supposed to be under protection, and at that moment, Xavier was my security detail. If anyone were to discover my true identity, I would be killed due to the prejudices they held against my people.To ensure my survival, I had to embrace the role of their Luna, as no one would dare harm the Luna. Moreover, they would never suspect that their Luna could be a white wolf, a rarity among our kind.So here I was, fitting my dress for the Luna introduction ceremony. Xavier had been ecstatic when he saw that I genuinely wanted to be Luna and that I wasn't being coerced into the role. His happiness was palpable, and it gave me a sense of reassurance and comfort amidst the chaos that had enveloped my life.Nathaniel had returned, accompanied by his wife and children. Despite their presence, I hadn't yet had a proper conversation with his wife

--Alyssa--And then I saw her — grandma, sitting serenely amidst the guests, her presence a beacon of familiarity and warmth in the midst of the formal proceedings. It was an unexpected joy to see her here, at this pivotal moment in my life. Memories flooded my mind, of days spent in her kitchen, of stories whispered at bedtime, of the wisdom imparted through her gentle words.Lily, stood beside her, a reassuring smile gracing her lips as she offered grandma a drink. Unable to contain my elation, I felt happiness bubble up within me, threatening to spill over. Grandma had come, defying expectations and making her presence known. Her eyes met mine, and in that brief exchange, I saw love and pride reflected back at me. I knew she had missed me as much as I had missed her.But decorum dictated that I remain where I was, amidst the gathered assembly. The ceremony, with its solemn rituals and meaningful gestures, continued unabated. I stole glances at Emily and her parents, who had arrive