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CHAPTER 17She ran headlong into the wind, its cold teeth sinking into her skin. But she didn't stop. Couldn't stop. Her feet pounded against the damp forest floor, every step further away from Ralph's torrent palace. Her throat burned, and her stomach cramped from the weight of the child growing inside her–but still, she didn't. Rey–no, Uriel had tasted being captured in her last life and she couldn't let it happen again. She had slipped past the guards during the night when the full moon was at its highest, using the last bit of her magic to cloud their senses. It wouldn't take long before the Lycan king realized that she was gone. And when he did, he would rage and turn the world over to search for her. But she didn't care. Not anymore. She risked it still and made her choiceShe stumbled, breath ragged, one of her hands wrapped protectively over her stomach, teeth clenched. ‘My child will not belong to him.’ She whispered again and again, letting it become her mantra, her fuel

Rey sat in the darkened corner of the castle library, the wavering flame sent stretching shadows dancing across the walls. Her eyes were fixed on the old journal on the table, the pages filled with ancient writings, symbols and spells she had begun to understand. It was the only relic from her past life—her former self, according to Sybil. The library was a temporary refuge, hidden far from the eyes of anyone who might be searching for her. She had escaped the Lycan King’s mother just days ago, her heart racing from the danger she narrowly avoided. But now, as the days passed and her pregnancy began to show more obviously, Rey knew she couldn’t hide forever. She had to make a decision. And that decision was looming.She could feel the weight of Ralph’s power in her chest—the pull of his claim on her. He had given her a choice: become his breeder or die. She hadn’t given him the satisfaction of taking the easy road. But that didn’t mean she was safe. No, her position was precarious.R

The morning light streamed in through the grand dining room windows, casting a soft golden glow over the table where the family gathered. The scent of fresh bread, honey, and fruit filled the air, mingling with the rich aroma of tea and coffee. I looked around, seeing the familiar faces of Ralph’s mother, his sisters, and a few relatives. It was a small number since the others were at war, but the presence of family gave me a sense of belonging. It has been a while since we gathered. We sat together in the rare quiet of the morning, a moment of peace I knew I would soon miss. I watched as everyone was busy with their breakfast, the small talks, the smiles exchanged, the little fights from Missy’s twins who sat across the table and Ralph’s mother scolding them but it didn’t always work. Ralph was still away at war. His absence, while heavy on my heart, gave me an odd sense of relief. It felt as though I could breathe easier, not having to explain myself or my plans. The family carrie

The wolves in the new found Pack were a representation of the fierce spirit that burned in their veins, and they were renowned for their strength and fierceness. The pack's territory buzzed with the beat of life deep within the forest, beneath a sky shattered with the first hints of dawn. The aroma of wood and the untamed undertones of magic filled the air. Only the strong lived in this harshly beautiful world, and the lone wolf at the head represented that strength.Lowell Conri was a man of mystery and power, his sharp eyes glinting with a quiet fury and an unspoken promise of vengeance. After the ordeal with his family few years ago, he has stayed hidden within the forest like a wounded wolf and built a new family with the pack, some of which came by looking for shelter, some came to serve willingly, some came to have an identity, while the others came from the Alpha pack to join him, all of which are loyal and faithful to him, he was indeed proud of what he built on his own.He wa

It’s been a few weeks practicing in my private chambers with Sybill, made countless mistakes but still I made so much progress and from her own words “You learnt so fast”. I can still feel the fast moving magic from my soul to my body, now I can effortlessly pronounce any spell and create masterminds in people’s heads. I feel like an old witch, and even though I feel like Sybill knows a lot more about me, she still doesn’t tell me, insisting I find out myself, this journey of self-discovery, I must embark on it as I feel the day closing in on me. Ralph being away for a week now in the war, my baby growing gradually inside me, in a few weeks it will start bulging out and more attention will be on me. Getting away seemed even more harder, when Ralph announced my pregnancy with a big celebration in the place and to every ear that seemed to listen, before he left, he appointed numerous guards and maids to me, now I have more people watching my movement, which is why I stayed in m

Morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, casting gentle golden colors over Ralph's room.I awoke to the gentle rustling of my maid, Maria, who was busy preparing me for the day. Looking up to her beautiful smile as she prepared my bath, holding on to my towel“Good morning my lady” She bowed slowly, still with a smile etched on her lips Maria is one of the few people in this palace that I would miss so much when I leave, she has the purest soul, her voice, smile, hands, all speak of her sweetness. And when Ralph noticed I was fond of her, he made her my personal maid even though I didn't pay much heed to it, but now I do. “Morning Maria, I see you are prepared for me already” I just had to give in to a quick grin“Yes yes, His highness ordered I take good care of you” she answered “Oh wow, so sweet of him huh” My smile stopped when my thoughts trailed back to his last words last night before leaving. There must be a reason why he said that but then that has to be more rea