All Chapters of House of the Wolves: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

As he watched over the white werewolf curiously wandering around the woods, he could not help but cross his arms and compare her to the girl in their first interaction. From an angel, now to a creature closer to the devil than the angels. Her halo’s now cracked, her white wings stained by blood. She gets more and more evil the more she’s attacked. He cannot imagine her lending a hand to a wounded pup anymore. He could imagine her better with violence in her eyes rather than mercy. And they will never be those kids again. He should also stop seeing her as the only pure good this world has—because look what the world does too those who are pure. Her puple eyes darted to him. Her new eyes were rich, enchanting, and enigmatic. She exuded a gloriously regal presence, what with the elegant movement of her wolf, as she started to walk towards him. He remained in his position, watching her as she watched him. They locked in a silent battle, a silent stare-off, a silent show of authority.

The next few days passed quickly and quietly.Fenrir was almost always nowhere to be seen, but not one of my meals passed that he didn’t dine with me. He was always there when I needed him. He would always be one call away. But for the rest of my days, I spent them quietly recovering my lost strength. It was a new experience, doing everything myself. Though I would accept Ellie’s help any day if only she were hre. Only now did I realize how big of a help a maidservant like her is—for Gods’ sake, it was so difficult putting on a dress by myself, even if it’s the simplest dress ever made. I felt handicapped without Ellie. However, it also led me to learn more things about myself.And of course, my newly awakened wolf.On some days, I would go out of the cabin and call for Celeste. We would cultivate and refine our power by learning about one another, strengthen our compatibility by practicing together, or simply stroll around the woods and enjoy as the snow falls on her thick coat while

“Deyanira! No!” I screamed at the top of my lungs when I found her body drowning in a pool of blood. She lay on her side, clutching her abdomen with one hand and her sword with the other. Her eyes reddened as blood slowly consumed her irises. She was in such a state that my tears could not be controlled. They poured down freely like a waterfall as I kneeled beside her. “No… Please…”I choked on my own tears.She weakly blinked and found my eyes. “You’re alive…” she whispered, a trail of blood escaping her mouth and trailing down her jaw. It was a painful sight; I felt horrible too, for not realizing the lengths she’d go to find me alive. I have been underestimating my sister’s love for me and now, she’s proven it at the cost of her life.“I-I am... I am.” I nodded through my tears. “Thank you, for fighting for me. I will definitely repay you.” I took her in my arms and cradled her body tightly. I had no intention of letting go until I made sure she’ll be fine.Celeste. I called for he

The envoy to the palace was somber. Dark clouds dimmed the night sky, obstructing the stars from being viewed, the full moon peeking through the heavy clouds. The carriage did not feel like it was carrying only one Princess. It was as heavy as carrying a catastrophe to come. My hands were fisted inside. My jaw would clench and unclench. My eyes never ran out of fresh tears.I have been betrayed. By the only man I ever loved.I have been wronged. By the cruel fate that tied Deyanira and I’s life together.I have been misled. I regret not spending more time with my sister all these years.There couldn’t be a being more foolish than I at this very moment.The night deepened, but I could not find it in me to rest. My shoulders were up and guarded, my breathing tense. I sensed something will happen. And a few moments later, deep into the forest, I caught a whiff of multiple strong, bloodstained scents. Scents that smelled like danger.There was rattling and suddenly, a ruckus. Blades were

“What are you thinking about?”His voice pulled me back to reality as I drowned in my thoughts. We were seated in the gazebo, a day after we arrived in the palace. I am still yet to know why he came with me. It seemed he secretly follow our envoy and only appeared when we were ambushed. I stared at him, attempting to decipher his thoughts, but he was almost impossible to read. He looks easy at first, but he actually has a thick and tall wall built around him. And being easygoing and simpleminded was his façade.He smirks, noticing my stare. “A meek, pathetic girl stares at me and I can see that vicious little mind working through your eyes.”“Do you know what I came here for? Why did you follow me?”“Why, did you want me to stay there? I am an exile. Even stepping foot sentences me to death in there.”“I know you have plenty of other places you can go to.”His smirk widened. “Why would I, when all the fun will be here?”He’s talking about the uprising. It is a brewing war between the