LOGINIn order to avenge her brother's death, Aysel, a doctor-turned-royal-beta aims to become the luna queen by marrying the next-in-line alpha prince, Azriel but in a world where alphas never choose betas as their mates, her target is next to impossible.
View MoreThe rain pours in torrential sheets, making it impossible for a person to see what’s in front. The forest looms in the inky shadow as the night grows colder and darker.
The royal beta staggers still, his steps unsteady and vision blurry. The merciless clouds have eclipsed the moon, but would the moonlight be able to invade the thick foliage of the forest? Perhaps not.
The beta leans against a thick bark for a moment before resuming his trek to find an exit, to escape the inevitable. He will not be defeated so easily.
The beta wolf blinks through the haze, the action slow and languorous. His hand is soaked with blood oozing out from his lower right abdomen. Each step he takes is a herculean effort that only aggravates the gaping wound, but he has to reach his destination. Or Aysel…
Her thoughts give him some strength, but his body protests, and so does his wolf.
His wolf whimpers, a feeble presence now at the back of his mind. He ignores him and ignores the protests of his muscles. His focus is completely on the task at hand. If not Aysel, then the prince…
But will he believe him? Even though it took one and a half years to forge a semblance of friendship and earn the prince’s trust, the prince is still a person surrounded by a wall of mystery.
He must tell either of them…
However, luck seemed to not be in his favor tonight as he trips on the path, a small pebble topples the formidable beta to the muddy forest floor. He hears a crack followed by a lancing pain on his left. Breathing becomes a difficult task, a conscious effort.
The rain beats down on his back, adding more flame to the inferno of his pain. His eyes begin to droop while his heart fills with guilt.
‘Looks like we won’t be able to fulfill the promise, Luca,’ he whispers to his wolf. His beast doesn’t respond. Defeated, disappointed, and dejected, he closes his eyes. This is it. This is his end.
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“Kaizen Knight, the royal beta, is pronounced dead.”
[Azriel] As I dragged the alpha king by the hair down the corridor, I wondered why I had restrained myself. Why I had waited for my mother, who I knew was dead, but I am not sure who killed her. The impostor who took me by surprise and played with my emotions might have also told me a secret and that is, they were the ones responsible for my mother’s death. I would prove that too eventually, but for now, I looked down at the Alpha king, writhing and flailing, and yet unable to get out of my hold. The courtroom would be full by now because, according to Alessia, the ceremony would take place early in the morning. The auspicious hour as they call it. But I knew better, he was afraid that I would barge, which I had done. No one stopped me, maybe after looking at my eyes, which I knew were pitch black. My irises probably had gold rings around them too, which happened a lot when I first turned into my wolf. Or, maybe they were too shocked to see their esteemed king without a stitch of c
[Azriel]Rowan did not hesitate to take over and even though it hurt like hell when I transformed, once that part was done, I felt mostly right. We trotted through the forest. The dawn was just about the corner. My mind went back to Aysel who must be sleeping and when she woke, she would find the bed empty.‘We will return soon,’ Rowan murmured. I hummed. Yes, after dealing with the man who had taken everything from me. I would go back. The thought of my impostor even touching Aysel fueled my anger.We sped through until we reached the back forest. I became extra alert as I changed back, biting back the pain as each bone in my body cracked and contorted. Valerie wasn’t joking when she said I need rest.This side of the palace usually remained quiet, but I spotted guards standing at the entrance this time.Fuck.Entering would mean fighting them and wasting my time and energy on them. I didn’t want that. I took a deep breath, I needed to find other ways to go about this.“Finding ways
[Aysel]“Good news. Azriel has very few traces of poison left in his system and this means his wolf will make a re-entry soon,” Valerie informs me over the phone the next morning. Azriel still rests while I pace around the living room as I speak to Valerie.“Any complication you feel might occur?” I ask.“None as much as I can tell. Just make sure that he doesn’t transform into his wolf even when he resurfaces completely because he might be a little unstable, and we don’t want someone hurt here, and by hurt, I don’t mean Azriel.” Her voice has a tinge of humor. I let out a small sigh.“Thanks. I will keep this in mind.”After ending the call, I go back to the room. Kai and Alessia are yet to emerge from my room. I hope for Kai’s sake that he had the goodwill of keeping the sheets clean.“Ah, I see someone woke up early,” I comment dryly as I enter the room to find Azriel sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard. I lean down to kiss him good morning, but this man simply takes
[Azriel]I expect to wake up with darkness before me, with the smell of dirt and desolation engulfing my senses, but when I open my eyes, I see a ceiling.I blink a few times, trying to get rid of the blurry vision. Yes, this is a ceiling and as my senses become more aware, I smell a familiar scent. Aysel’s scent.At that moment, I hear a door open. I feel too weak to move but become alert nonetheless. And then… and then I hear a gasp.“Azriel?”I am dreaming, I think. Surely dreaming because there’s not a chance of her being here. Or is there?I find my answers in the next few seconds as the citric scent engulfs my senses completely when she practically wraps herself around my prone form. I grunt, and that makes her pull away, much to my dismay.Aysel doesn’t pull back too far. Taking a strand of hair behind her ear, she says, “I… Sorry, I was too excited to…”Her gaze doesn’t meet mine, but I can tell that she is trying to hold back tears. I compel myself to lift my hand. Rowan has






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