LOGIN"Arabella listen to me, I didn't lie." "Of course you didn't, you just left out the truth! is your name even Brad?" I asked fuming. I can't believe I've been married to this man for five years without knowing who he really is. What if the pack finds out? "Bella, please listen it is important you keep this between us until I find a way around it." Is he for real? the whole pack will know of this soon enough and we will be banished, or worse. I look at Brad and for the first time, I felt sorry for him. He is exhausted, probably haven't had a good night sleep for days. I do I break it to him? "I'm sorry Brad, but it's too late." Arabella can take anything from her husband, his humiliation, nonchalance and affection towards her twin, but she can't stand lies. she finds out he is an imposter and the real Alpha is getting dangerously close to the pack. once he comes, They'll be kicked out, or executed. she has to do everything to keep her family safe, for the sake of her new baby. Djune, is on a revenge train, ready to make the pack who kill his father pay, it doesn't matter if it is originally his pack, he is not coming to sit on the Alpha throne, he is coming to destroy it and everyone in his path.
View MoreBELLAFirm and sinewy, that's how I remember Brad's hands to be, not this weak one that feels delicate on my palm. I watch him in bed as Esme examines him_his breath uneven and shallow.“It wasn't as bad as this a while ago Esme, please tell me what I need to do.” I say, fear lacing every word.Esme ignored my question as she studied his pupils with a tiny torch, a slight frown etched on her face. Sweat drenched his pillow as his breath became faster.“Esme, talk to me.” I plead.“His wolf is fighting the poison,” Esme says, placing her stethoscope on his chest.“I hear two heartbeats, I have no experience with this kind of poison, but don't be surprised if he shifts from time to time.” she added, retrieving the stethoscope. “He is an Alpha, he should be fine in a few hours.”What?“But wh… what if it’s an ordinary pack member who had been poisoned?” I ask.“He would have been dead within an hour,” Esme shrugs. “The devil's dial is very dangerous, it eats organs inside out.”My hea
BELLA My heart hurts seeing Brad on the floor, his eyes still and unmoving, a choking sound tearing from his throat as green fluid spill from the corners of his mouth. Why is no one helping!? I move closer. “Don't my dear,” Aunt Drucella says, her gentle hands like Iron cast around my wrist. “We don't know if it's contagious.” I stare at her in disbelief, my mate is in pain and I can't touch him. I crouch down, as I try to mindlink Brad, vaguely aware of Aunt Drucella barking orders at everyone around. “Brad, can you hear me?” I pause, my eyes shut, waiting for the familiar tingle, to feel his response_any response. “Honey, please fight.” I plead, but like a wet rope on greasy palms, I feel his presence slip from my mental grasp. Silence. Is he gone? The heavy footsteps have me standing up, alert. Greg and Lupin halt at the threshold. “I got a call about… seven hells, is that?” “That is your Alpha,” Aunt Drucella interjects. “Clear the path, and make sure no one gets
Farak focused on the dirt under his brittle nails, avoiding the piercing eyes of the goddess. He stopped praying after his sister was taken.“Fear not Farak, I have heard your prayers and those of your fathers before you. You will be the people's salvation. Look at me.”Slowly, Farak lifted up his head, beholding the goddess in her glory. “Have you come to save us?” Farak asked hopefully, his legs shaking unsteadily.“You will save them.” She glanced at the crescent moon peeping behind the cloud.“We must hurry, the moon is still young but Sofia, my devoted servant, needs to be saved from the creature before it's too late. Give me your hands.”Farak felt a strong pull as his palms touched hers.“Look at me Farak.” She said in druid, her voice flooded his mind_her lips remain still as she mutters ancient incantations.The goddess pupil, like torches, pierced Farak's listless ones. When she opened her mouth, three voices spoke at once.“Look upon me o mortal, for today you are reborn_
19 CEAUTHOR'S POV The banquet hall had never been so crowded yet deathly silent, the faces of every guest etched with pain and emptiness caused by years of slavery. Calloused hands griped wooden spoons as each person stared blankly at the feast set before them on the table, jars of wine, plates of fried chicken, venison, grapes, apples and all kinds of vegetables, knowing fully well it's an illusion, but they dare defy not him_the demon master Bilzarth, is not known for his generosity.The vilest one, according to whispers, has control over the entire province in fear and hatred. Built like a snow bear with the face of a bull and fangs long enough to put a Smilodon to shame.“You all must wonder why I gathered you here,” Bilzarth boomed from his throne_his voice sounded like the depth of hell itself, sending shivers down the spine of the people except Farak, his eyes glazed with hate.The twenty three year old has more reasons to hate Bilzarth than the rest. As a boy, he watched hi






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