Daphne and Eirene walked out of the dining hall, their footsteps echoing softly against the marble floor. The air was thick with the scent of opulence mixed with delicate notes of spices from the sumptuous feast they had just indulged in. As they reached the hallway, about to part ways to their respective chambers, Daphne halted abruptly, her eyes fixed on Eirene. "Eirene, did you notice something peculiar in the dining hall today? I wasn't going to talk about it in the dinning hall because I know that walls have ears. That's why I came out with you so that I can talk about it with you, did you notice?" Daphne asked in a hushed tone, her voice tinged with curiosity. Eirene turned towards her, her brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean, Daphne? What did you notice?" Daphne leaned closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "Did you see how Prince Alistair acted when Beta Kristen entered the dining hall? There was a certain eagerness in his eyes that caught my atte
As the morning sunlight filtered through the stained glass windows, casting colorful patterns on the walls of my chamber, I sat at the sturdy wooden table with my Meemaw, enjoying a quiet breakfast. The aroma of freshly baked bread and warm tea filled the air, offering a fleeting moment of tranquility before the chaos of the day swept over us. I had been alone for some time now - There was no one to chat with and finally today, my Meemaw got her first day off and I had taken it upon myself to make it nice. Meemaw listened attentively as I told her about the three king brothers that had been patrolling the palace since last week. "I haven't seen them in person but I heard that they are quite intimidating," Meemaw commented, sipping her tea. I nodded, my eyes full of unease. "Yes, Meemaw. From what I've heard, they can be quite ruthless. I don't know what to expect. The first time we met in the dinning, they almost drove me crazy. They were not happy with me being the king's
As the sun bathed the pack house in warmth, I just couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in my heart. I had spent weeks feeling trapped and isolated, but perhaps this dinner would serve as a turning point. A chance to understand Alexandros and, just maybe, find a connection that could bridge out differences. I really wanted to know what he thought about my uncle and I believed this could be a perfect time for the discussion. Since he wanted to be nice, he wouldn't want to hurt me even if I acted rudely with him. As the day wore on, word of my upcoming dinner with the alpha king spread throughout the pack house. Curiosity bloomed among the pack members, who sought to catch a glimpse of the enigmatic me and the powerful alpha king together. I could notice that some people were happy about it while some - Like Daphne, Xanthe and maybe Eirene were irritated. I found myself bombarded by well-meaning pack members, bombarding me with advice on how to charm the king and win his
After concluding our meal, it became evident that the culinary delights before us were truly exceptional. The exceptional taste could perhaps be attributed to the fact that it had been meticulously made for his highness, rather than an ordinary guest. Alternatively, one could even argue that the meal was fit for a prisoner, which, in my case, I still found myself to be. “Hmm, Your highness?” I called him and he turned his head at me, while we were eating the dessert. That male could eat for sure! "Can you call me Alexandros when we're alone, please? It's a polite request. I don't feel comfortable whenever you are being too formal with me. It's kinda weird." He said, the look on his face couldn't be more genuine. I smiled nervously and nodded. "Yes, sure... Alexandros." I called, and the way it sounded to my ears made my heart throb in a way I couldn't control. It sounded nice calling him Alexandros but it for sure would be awkward calling him Alexandros in front of everyone. “Yes,
Prince Alistair's heart raced as he made his way towards Beta Kristen's chamber. Getting to the entrance of Kristen's chamber, guarded by five guards with spears in their hand, the prince nodded at them. "I will like you to excuse me for a while. I want to meet with the beta." He said authoritatively. The guards, recognizing the urgency in the prince's eyes, allowed him to enter without hesitation. The room was dimly lit when Alistair stepped inside, casting eldritch shadows on the walls. He squinted, trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness. As his gaze swept across the room, he realized that Beta Kristen was nowhere to be found. A tinge of worry gripped his chest. "Beta Kristen? Kristen! Kristen! Where are you? Are you in here?" Alistair's voice echoed through the stillness, hopeful for a response. But only silence greeted him. Panic began to settle in as he contemplated returning to the king, unsuccessful. He was sure nothing could have happened to Kristen but it wa
It was again a new day, as the first rays of the sun peeked over the horizon, the garden came alive with vibrant colors and an air of pure tranquility. The golden sunlight bathed every flower, tree, and blade of grass, casting a warm and inviting glow across the entire scene. The lush greenery of the garden provided shelter and shade, inviting visitors to sit and indulge in the serenity of the moment. A stone pathway meandered through the vibrant landscape, beckoning explorers to discover hidden treasures around every corner. Daphne and Xanthe had resumed to their daily gossips about the pack members, but their recent topic hadn't been concluded and it didn't seemed it would be ever concluded as long as Melina was still in the pack. Daphne sighed deeply and cast a furtive glance at Xanthe. "Xanthe, have you ever known the king to be swayed so easily by a breeder before?" Xanthe's delicate features twisted with worry as she clasped her hands tightly in her lap. Her voice
When I became totally bored in my chamber, knowing that I have the freedom to walk the library the way I wanted now, with no guards looking at me with fierce gaze, I took a deep breath and stood up, reminding myself the major reason I wanted to go to the library. I wished to meet either of the concubines on the way and make a scene. What Daphne and Xanthe did the last time, they just had to pay for it, in a way they wouldn't expect. For some kind of reasons, I had started to fall in love with the drama going on and all and I wanted to keep that going for the time being, at least for the main time I would be staying here. As I stepped towards the entrance of the library, I couldn't believe the sight that greeted me. Guards in meticulously crafted armor stood tall, their stances unyielding, as if guarding a fortress rather than a collection of books. I thought the king said he would get rid of this guards? They just make me so uncomfortable with their eyes, they bore into me lik
"You want me to help you?" I asked, my brows furrowing. What is going on in this pack? I asked myself, unable to understand the princes' gesture. A while ago, there were so fierce and menacing, but now... Why am I always in the centre of everything here? "Yes, Melina. We know we might not deserve your help, but the kingdom does." Roderick said convincingly. "Wait, just tell me what it is. You're scaring me already." I said genuinely. "Can we please go talk in a more private place? We can discuss it here." Prince Maximus requested, grabbing my arm. I nodded gently and agreed to go with them. As the princes led me away from the bustling library hall, I felt a mix of excitement and trepidation building within me. What could they possibly need my help with? My heart pounded in my chest as we entered a dimly lit corridor. The flickering torches cast eerie shadows on the stone walls, adding to my unease. We continued down the corridor, and I could feel my palms becoming