LOGINGEMMAThe guards kicked into action, chasing after him. I ran after the crowd, Leonard right beside me. I glanced at him. I had sprained my ankle when the ground had been shaking and I tried to hide it.He noticed. "Go," I instructed. "I'll be fine." He picked up the pace and left me behind.I slowed down, stopping and watching them. Then I looked around. I was in a different place. There was more to this temple than meets the eye.While they spent their time chasing after the unknown figure, I explored. As I traced the carvings on the walls, I heard footsteps behind me.I turned, half expecting to see Leonard but I saw someone else, wearing a black cloak. My defenses were immediately raised."Who are you?" I asked."Withica Wiolfrin," the voice echoed. It was something I recognized. He was speaking in the ancient language. White Wolf.I narrowed my eyes. "You're a member," I stated."Indeed." He replied."Why are you after me? What's your purpose?""What is the purpose of life?" He a
GEMMASome of them had the heart to glance at each other but I noticed the cold resolve in their eyes. These were the Royal guards. They were ready to die for their king. But in this case, me."We're ready to serve, my lady." One of the guards spoke up. The last one I had chosen. I decided then in my mind that he was the leader. He sounded and looked like one.I nodded. "Good, prepare the cars. We leave in ten minutes." I instructed. They saluted, stomping their feet again. I watched them and turned, walking back to the palace entrance to wait for them.They didn't take up to ten minutes. The two cars pulled over in front of the entrance. Four of the guards I chose got out of one car and stood by it. The other two, including the last one I had chosen, waited by the car that I would join.I walked towards the car and as they got in, I got in. I gave the driver instructions and sat back behind as we drove away. I noticed the guard staring at me from through the rearview mirror."What's
GEMMAAfter our walk in the garden, I escorted my mother to her room to rest. If I wanted to have moments of peace with my mother, I needed to fix the issue at hand so it didn't affect her.As I walked briskly through the corridors toward Nate's office, my mind raced with thoughts of the Obsidian Wolves. Despite translating the books and piecing everything together, I still hadn't found their hideout. There was something we were missing.Alpha King Nate was in his office, his expression ever so serious, as I entered. His eyes flickered to mine as he looked up from the documents in front of him. There was always so much paperwork to do. More than people realized."Gemma, have a seat," he said, motioning for me to take a seat opposite him. I decided to take a good look at the room I was usually in when I wanted to talk to Nate.There were maps on the wall and strategic diagrams. It looked more like a military base recently. It must be because of the current rise of the Obsidian Wolves.
GEMMAMy mother followed behind me while I led her to the dining hall. Anytime I glanced back at her, she offered me a soft smile. Weirdly, it brought a smile to my face. It was so sure. My mother was right here.As we passed by a large window, right after the large staircase, the morning sunlight filtered through, casting a warm glow. The polished wooden table was already occupied by Luna Queen Sandra, Alpha King Nate, and George."Good morning, Your Majesties," Ronnie said as she came close to them. "George." She gave a low bow.I had no choice but to follow along. Nate sat at the head of the table while his mother and George sat at his right side. I took a seat on his left, pulling out the chair next to me for my mother to sit.Ronnie sat quietly, occasionally glancing around the room as she ate. I watched my mother closely, noticing how out of place she seemed in this grand palace.Queen Sandra spoke up first. "Ronnie, dear, how did you find your accommodations last night?" She as
GEMMAI left my mother alone and instructed the maids to make sure that they gave her dinner. I needed some time to get my thoughts together and I was sure she needed time to adjust.The next morning, I went to train. I got up early and began to work on the punching bag after a few laps around the palace. The training arena was oddly quiet and it felt stifling.I heard footsteps and I turned to see Nate and George approaching. I stopped and watched them."You up for a match?" George asked. I glanced at Nate."Sure," I replied. This was my chance to let out some steam on the object of my anger and frustration. He prepared himself and then stood opposite me, his posture relaxed yet vigilant.Thoughts were swirling in my mind as I stretched, reading myself. This training session was supposed to be about honing my skills. But beneath it all simmered a storm of resentment and unresolved emotions.Nate raised an eyebrow, his voice calm. "Are you ready, Gemma?"I clenched my fists, the memor
GEMMAThe shock traveled down my spine as I stared with slightly wide eyes at my mother. "What?" I asked."I don't belong here. This palace, it's your place, with your mate. I can't fit in here. I like staying in Alpha Elias’ pack. It's my home." She explained to me, a little too quickly.My heart broke and I grabbed her hand. "But you're my mother. Don't you want to be with your family?" I asked."I do, Gemma. I do. But I can't. I'm sorry. And I can't ask you to leave the palace to come stay with me." She said. "I can stay for a few days. So we can bond and see if I'll remember anything."Unable to speak, I nodded, bowing my head, dejected.I heard a huff before Madam Margaret spoke up. "Now, we'll be on our way." She said."I would like to speak with Gemma privately," Elias spoke up. I lifted my head and swiped at my tears quickly.Madam Margaret's lips twitched. "What for?" She asked."It's nothing of your worry, mother." He replied and walked towards me. "Shall we?""I'll be right







