"On the twelfth of this month,"
were the beginning words of an elder as he climbed the podium of Moonsville Supreme Court. And there was my mate, by the right of the podium. Bounded in silver chains with dried blood from his injuries. His clothes were tattered and dirty. His head were bowed to the ground as his arms went above his head from the chains holding him. His knees stood against the rough concrete floor and his messy hair overshadowed his face so one couldn't look closely. But I knew, from the mate bond. He didn't care. He was neither furious nor in pain. He was just silent. Silent ever since he had been arrested.
"Kevin Manchester, Alpha of Greenville, killed the Lycan." The old man continued on a solemn note. "To achieve this atrocious crime of his, he compelled the boundaries guards with his powers and even the guards at the Pack House." He paused his lips as he glanced at barely conscious Kevin. It wasn't with hatred but compassion.
"The cour
Pain. Surprisingly, it didn't come from my long open injuries laced across my body or the fact that I was hung upside down, in a dark cave bound in silver chains while wolfsbane coursed throughout my body like blood. It was tiny yet so hefty, ripping and merciless. It birthed from only one thing. My dear mate who rejected me, who casted me into death hands without second thoughts. How could I blame her, after all, she had lost someone so dear. Perhaps this was my Karma for all my deeds. In a strange way, I began to think about my parents. The same way my mother failed to fight for her mate was reliving itself again. I was sharing this same cursed fate. Was I even sharing the same fate with him? My Father chose to die even when he knew the truth or perhaps he didn't. But I, I was going to die even when I knew the truth. A truth that no one would believe. I smiled to myself. At least if the moon goddess had dest
"Kevin is going to be the new Lycan.""Father, I implore you to rethink your decision." I had said while he turned to me, his predatory look already replaced with care and admiration. "Kevin never wanted to be Alpha let alone be Lycan. I'm not sure he's the right --""He is the Wolf of Justice, Claire. The moon goddess chose him for a reason and this is it." He pursed his lips."Are you doing this out of guilt or pity or because he his simply the Wolf of Justice and nothing more to you?" I asked while my Father heaved a sigh as he joined me back on the bedside."If it were out of guilt, I would have given him wealth, power and any other thing he desires. I'm not making Kevin the new Lycan because of guilt nor because he's a special Wolf." He paused as his gaze returned to my mother's portrait. He carried a smile I couldn't quite depict but I knew he was in deep thoughts. Thinking of the right words."Ever since your mother's death, I al
I had a dream, that I lived a beautiful life. I was in Greenville Pack House gardens with Claire by my side. Both of us laughing for joy while our twins played around. Olivia was busy playing with her dolls alongside my mother while Oliver, took joy in pulling Gabriel's low cut hair. Gabriel would scream but also laughed at my son's playfulness. Rose was happy and so was Aunty Flora. And Uncle Walker, being our caring father. We were happy but unfortunately this dream came to an end. Here I was in my tattered clothes soaked in oil, hung on a stick to be burnt alive in front of the crowds yelling curse words at me."Burn him!""Behead him!""Bury him alive!""Cut him into pieces!!" Many of them chanted and amidst this hurling crowds, I found many Alphas, all standing in silence and waiting for that moment to come. The time where my body will be ashes. My eyes found, the monster. Blake, standing only inches away
The tweeting of birds, a familiar honey scent and the comfort of a bed slowly brought me back to life. My eyes faintly opened to a room illuminated by the sun rays coming from the window above me. The bed was different. It was larger than mine and the bed sheets were a spotless design of velvet green. It was exactly in sync with the colour of the large room. A spotless shade of green. I didn't know this room yet it felt so welcoming and peaceful. Series of sparks emanated from my bare chest and spiralled across the rest of my body. It forced me to look down and there I saw her pretty fingers. Laying peacefully on my tattoo. My eyes briskly darted to my side, and there she was, my beautiful mate staring at me deeply. I turned towards her and my hand wrapped across her bare waist. I didn't care as to how we were naked or how I arrived here, in her room. All I cared for was her. She was safe and so was I. Even though she didn't w
20 YEARS AGOFar in the west, deep in the forests, amongst the beautiful Green valley lies the one and only Greenville Pack. A place I used to deem worthy of love, a place that used to come with so much happy memories but this day was different."Alpha Mason!" I quivered in horror as I watched behind my mother, a 6'2 perfectly built man bark at my father. But he wasn't just any man. He was the Lycan King. Alpha of Alphas. Lycan Issac Perkins.His blue irises were sharp, ferocious and overly threatening as he huffed to my Father who courteously remained in his stance. His messy dark hair danced to the waves of air, his breaths escaped brisk and short."All evidence points to you!" He growled as he sauntered away from my father, touring amidst Pack Members that encircled about us. His legendary silver sword fixated by his hip side, swallowed by it's black metallic sheath."And for the
"Okay, that will be all for today!" I announced authoritatively to the girls of Moonville Pack. My Father's Pack. I could hear their sighs of relief as they wobbled on their feet. Some of them resting by the tree side and others scurrying to their changing rooms. But my eyes particularly fell on a young girl. Her hair were long and straight, donning a stunning shade of black just like mine."Rose!" I called."Yes commander." She chirped as she approached me courteously. Her anxiety and quivery status evidently displaying. So instead of being the overly stern trainer of the girls of Moonville Pack, I beamed a tiny smile at her."You seem to be bad at wielding the Knife." I uttered calmly while he
"This is the best place I could find at the moment. Though it's small but I hope it's manageable." Uncle Walker announced as we stepped into the wooden house. And just like he'd proclaimed. The apartment was small, one my Father and Uncle Walker had built during their time. I slowly toured about the parlour. Dimly lit with the potent smell of dusts. I heaved an inaudible sigh as I reviewed the furniture. This house was definitely going to need some serious cleaning."Thank you so much, Walker." My mother softly uttered with a tiny smile. But I could clearly see her sadness. One I had induced. My fingers inadvertently clutched onto the reins of my brown bag, feeling another pang of guilt surge."You don't need to thank me, Serene. This is the least I can do but I promise to find a better pla
"Miss Claire," My Chauffeur softly called."We've arrived Greenville Pack House."I heaved an inaudible sigh hearing those words while I alighted from my vehicle, only to be greeted by the warm air blowing across my hair and a gigantic building mirroring it's shadow in my eyes. It was donned in green, surrounded by a small garden of various assortments of flowers. This was the beloved Greenville Pack house."Ah Miss Claire Perkins!" A man in his mid fifties chirped in front of the building. My focus shifted to him and his associates standing side by side with bright smiles imprinted on their faces. No one needed to tell me that this short brown haired looking man with Hazel coloured irises and perfectly styled beards was