Alonso’s POV“Marrying who!? What the hell?” I stutter. "What are you suggesting?" I ask, even though I suspect what he might say"You will marry both women," Fergus announces. "Alora will remain your wife, but Elena will be declared your first wife, as she is the wife of prophecy."“Why, I married Alora first!”“We shall follow the prophecy or risk the wipe out of the lycans! You are lucky the goddess is not asking you to disengage yourself from the wolf you married without the consent of any elder!”This makes no sense! I open my mouth to speak, but Leo steps close and whispers, "Hold your horses, Alonso. Think before you speak. The kingdom needs this. You don’t even know this Alora girl from anywhere”I look at Alora, feeling a pang of guilt. I married her first so why is she pushed to the position of second wife? But doesn't seem upset or even interested in the conversation. Instead, I see her smiling and playing with a group of pups around her feet. She is making funny faces at
Alonso’s POVI follow Leo to the secure room deep beneath the castle. This is where I spend every full moon, locked away from everyone for their safety. The full moon possesses my beast, and we can’t let evil happenThe room door is blocked with steel and silver. Chains hang from the walls, attached to my limbs and body to hold against supernatural strength."Are you ready?" Leo asks as he helps me secure the chains around my wrists and ankles.“Yes,”I reply grimly.“Stop this!” my beast suddenly roars inside my head. “Something is different tonight! Don't chain us! I promise not to go feral!”I ignore him. My beast always fights the restraints and at points like this, he becomes very manipulative. On the full moon, my beast becomes a monster. This is the curse I have to bear- alongside this terminal sickness has been eating me up. I don’t even know the name, and it doesn’t show yet. But only I know how I feel. If Elena is the white wolf, at least I should feel better, but I am worse
Alonso’s POVI attempt to keep thinking, but my beast is panting hungrily. He has other ideas. Before I can stop myself, I pull her into an embrace. She stiffens, but relaxes as time goes on"Thank you," I murmur. "You don't know what this means to me."She looks up at me. "I think I'm beginning to understand what the curse is all about"Our eyes dance as they lock. Our minds turn to one. Without doubt, I lean down, and to my surprise, she rises on her tiptoes to make my work easyOur lips clamps together. Shehe doesn't pull away, instead she wraps her arms around my neck and presses closer, something ignites within me.The kiss deepens. I feel the heat rising. My beast wants more. He makes me to kiss her deeply and roughlyI pull back suddenly, concerned about hurting her. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have…""Don't apologize," she interrupts, her voice breathy and she pulls me in again to continue the kiss“Take her to our room,” my beast demands. Not this dungeon. She deserves better.F
Alora’s POVHeat. Passion. Connection and everything in between. These sensations overwhelm me as Alonso and I move together in the darkness. His transforms in between. Although his transformed body should frighten me - his sharp claws, his massive form, the raw power whenever he slams into me- but instead, I feel safe. Protected. Wanted no matter how rough he goes.I shouldn’t have stolen those keys from Leo, but if I had not stolen them, how would I have known that I could help Alonso out of his feral states? How would I have known that one day our bodies would collide in this type of way? How would I have known that I could kiss him and he would kiss me back? How would I have known that making love? Feels this way? How would I have known that I was capable of having this kind of feeling in my body? How would I have known that colliding bodies with the king of the Lycans was something in my bucket list but now I enjoy it?For someone who has been treated as nothing her entire life, t
Alora’s POVThe bedroom door just flings open without warning. I jolt awake, as does Alonso. The way the lights rushes in makes me notice that it is morning already. Me and Alonso are both naked, tangled in each other's arms and the sheets- we cuddled all through the night. The person who opened the door is Elena. She looks so hurt and betrayed- but I cannot help but see that this is an act."How could you?" she cries. “My husband, my mate, the king- in bed with another woman!"Another woman? Is she fucking kidding me right now? If there is another woman, it is her! I am the one who felt the mate bond! I am the one who he seems to care about, not her! Everybody knows that the king does not like her! She is forcing herself on him! She is fussing herself on him because she claims to be the white wolfAlonso rushes to sit up, pulling the sheet around his waist so that he can cover his nakedness. "Elena…""Don't say anything to me!" she holds up a hand, tears streaming down her face- fake
Alora’s POVEvery day I go to the forest and I try to shift. Every day, it ends up the same way - pain and unconsciousness. I have tried for days now and I am tired. I give up. I don’t know which one is more painful, the fact that I cannot shift over the fact that I have not seen Alonso since the day he walked out on me for the council meeting because of Elena. I have been trying to see him for days, but the guards always tell me that he is busyAmidst all these sad occurrences, the only place I can find solace is in the presence of all the healers and doctors and physicians. They have been teaching me new medicine and I am learning how to reattach your leg right now"Alora," a voice, suddenly calls meThe voice sounds familiar, but I must be delusional to think it is who I think it is. Perhaps it is one of the medicine men calling me. I look up only to realize that my first guess is true. Alonso has finally come to look for me.“Come, We need to talk,” he says simply before he walks
Alora’s POVOne night, after a particularly bad day where Alonso publicly scolded me for something I didn't do as usual , I tell my suspicions to Leo, who finds me crying in the gardens- Leo had been the one to always console me in times like this. He also notices that Alonso has been cruel to me. He says that he does not understand why Alonso suddenly turned cold to me despite him being he got to come and save me before"I am suspecting Elena," I tell him, wiping away tears. "And Alonso is getting sicker, not better. If she were truly the white wolf, wouldn't the curse be fading instead of worsening? People in the kingdom, dying and falling, sick"“I have noticed it too," Leo admits. "Alonso has not been himself since she arrived. And in the last three full moons, you have always calmed his beast. That has never happened before.""You believe me?" I smile sadly"I'm not sure what to believe," he says and I know that it is his attempt at being cautious. "But I do know that something…
Alora’s POVIt is three months now. Alonso has been sticking with me and everything has been going well. Elena has been threatening to leave, but she never leaves. A whole lot has been happening and I have gotten better in my medicine. I have also figured out that Elder Fergus has been working for Elena. But one day after he challenged High in the council meeting, he suddenly disappeared. His corpse was found in the river. I have not figured out who this Elena is. All I know is that she is a dangerous person- but not more dangerous than Agatha, I can bet. If I can deal with Agatha’s cruelty, I can deal with Elena’s.Speaking of my family, I have not heard from them in ages. I only hear from the news that Agatha is now the alpha. Lucas is married to Leah now and he looks like a shadow of himself- always bossed around and treated like shit. The news carried it that Emma was publicly executed for standing against Agatha. How sad, Emma is Lucas’s life! But Lucas made his bed and he would
Alora’s POVFive words- words that have thrown me off balance“Your mother died when you were born…” is that not what Agatha said?” Melody is confusedI cannot breathe properly. My legs heavy and shaky. The twins are still crying. Everything is chaotic amd my head swimsThe door is thrown open as two servants rush in"Your Majesty!" exclaims the second servant as she hurries to my side to hold my shaky body. “What has happened?"I open my mouth, but I cannot speak, I just gasp"The children are crying " the first says, lifting my son from his crib."Your Majesty, please sit before you fall,” thesecond says as she guides me to the nearest chair,"Go and call the king!” the first commands, but I don’t know who she is commanding, but the door slams and I hear running"It's a trick," Melody insists. "Someone is pranking us”But what if it isn't? What if my mother has been alive all this time?The first servants manage to quiet my son, ans she moves to mu daughter"Stop crying little princ
Alora’s POVSix months later, I am lying in a hospital bed, holding the sheets because of my contractions. I hate how I feel"Push!" Dr. Belimah commands meI push with all my strength, a guttural scream tearing from my throat as I feel like I am tearing up. The pain is so bad. It feels like my body is splitting in two and then scattering like sand"Please, I can't," I cry, “I can't do this anymore. Please."Melody growls inside me. She is in pain too. “Let us try, Alora!”Another contraction hits, and I scream again. The midwife wipes my forehead with a cloth while Dr. Belimah positions herself between my legs."The head is crowning," she announces. "One more big push, Dr White. You can do this!” At this point I almost give out that my name is not White, but AloraSummoning strength, I push with everything in me- I want this done with. After this baby, I don’t think I will ever allow myself to be pregnant again. I feel an intense burning sensation in my private part as it stretches l
Alora’s POVI can't process it all. I sink to my knees, tears streaming down my face. My real mother- a woman named Helen who loved my father. A woman who died thinking her baby was dead, never knowing I lived.Through my tears, I see movement in the corner. My father is shaking, silent tears streaming down his face. Helen was the love of his life. He has been trapped in his paralysed body all this time, hearing everything, unable to speak or move.Lucas has disappeared- he slipped out during the chaos, probably to find his mother and siblings, to get them away from this cursed place.I wipe my tears and stand. I am the white wolf. I cannot be weakI walk to my father's wheelchair and kneel before him. Looking into his eyes, I see how sad he is. How he regrets abandoning me. Without even touching him, I heal him gently"Come back," I whisper. "Your wolf, your strength, your voice, your entirety. Come back to us."The poisons Agatha has been feeding him neutralises. His suppressed sta
Alora’s POV“Are you not sleeping with the guard!?” I say in utter disgust***“We can share, that is why we are a team,” Agatha says with a broad smile as if enjoying how disgusted I look“You what!?” I scream, losing control at the amount of atrocities being committed in this house. Even father shakes visibly at the revelation. I can see his face cort slightly in disgust- the highest reaction he can give. He is sick, paralyzed even, but he is not deaf. Even Lucas seems to understand this part. He pauses and looks at them, confusion and disgust equally in his face“You know what, I don’t care what the both of you do with your bodies. I just came here for dad”I proceed to move toward Lucas slowly, reaching out to him carefully. His mind is shattered, broken by grief and possibly magic. Agatha has always dabbled in the atrocities"I can help you," I say to himAs I approach Lucas, I feel a sudden movement around me. Melody screams warning me as Agatha and Leah move with wolf speed, t
Alora’s POV"Alora, my dear daughter. How rude. Not even a hello to your mother? After all that I have done for you?"I want to ask her what she has done for me ever since I lost consciousness order than make me feel worthless, but I did not come here to trade words with her. "I did not come all the way from my kingdom to this pack to exchange pleasantries," I reply coldly. "I cannot pretend we are on good terms, Agatha. I come for my father."“You now call me Agatha? Not even mother?” she fakes her shocked response“I started calling you by your name a long time ago, you were just too cruel to notice. You saw me as nothing, so you did not notice. Now I am something, you want to form a bond between us, a collaboration of mother and daughter, but that would not happen!”Her smile falters slightly, but she regains herself. “And why is that?” she asksBefore I can respond, the side door opens and Leah who excused herself earlier because she could not stand my presence and she and Agatha
Alora’s POVAn older woman steps into my path, falling to her knees because she cannot look at my face. I know her- she is Fiona, the she-wolf who once worked in the pack house kitchens. She was in fact wicked to me. Sne called me useless a lot of times, smacked my face and hit my head on the wall whenever she had the chance to. Ahe only stopped when I was grown and after I fought her back one day, stabbed her arm with a pair of scissors. I wonder what she wants now. She must be delusional to think that I will help her with whatever request she is about to mas"White wolf," she says with a shaky voice. Even she is judging herself. “Please, help us. Our land is dying."I stop, looking around properly for the first time. The Midnight Pack territory looks... horrible- even worst than how the Alistair kingdom was looking like bef I broke the curse. The trees are withering, fields that should be green, lush and fruitful are barren. The people themselves look thin, their clothes worn out.
Alora’s POV“I will bring him to you. White wolf”“Do not come with him. Send him alone- with a few guards at most”“Come to me then. Come to the pack and see your father”***“I will not come to you. Send my father to me immediately”I seal the letter and send it. I should use a phone to send the message, but this is royal business and no royal business should be sent as text messages- it is disrespectfulAs I watch the messenger leave, I place my hand on my growing belly. I have not told Alonso about the baby. I cannot bear to see him yet."He deserves to know," Melody says to me. She has been of the opinion that I tell Alonso about the baby, but I have been adamant"How many times do I need to tell you that I need time?” I say to her“Just listen to me,” Melody persists. “I am your voice of reasoning, and…”I cut her short. “My new life as Dr. Joha WhiteMoon in this small kingdom gives me peace. The people here appreciate my healing abilities without questions about my past. I hav
Alora’s POVWhen it's over, I feel powerful in a way I have never experienced before. Alonso looks up at me in wonder."You did it," he whispers. "The curse?""The white wolf is a curse breaker," I explain, helping him sit up."How do you feel?" Leo asks, crouching beside us."Whole. Free," Alonso replies, his voice filled with awe. He turns to me, taking my hands gently. "You saved me. After everything I did to you, you still saved me."I feel so many emotions at once. I am happy that he is alive, but I am unhappy at the way he treated me. Come to think of it, I was ready to fight for our love even after he handed me divorce papers. I know that the child in Elena’s womb is not his, but there was a chance of him getting her pregnant and he took it. He was even happy that he was going to have a child with Elena. He was ready to discard me when the child showed up. He does not need me "I couldn't let you die," I say simply- I think these words convey everything I feel right now"Alora,
Alora’s POVThe mind control spell is not as strong as Kaiser thinks it is. I am aware of everything, trapped in my own body as Kaiser's magic forces me to obey. I allow it to happen. I allow the prophecy to happen- the king has to seek the white wolf. If I don’t allow Kaiser to do what he wants to do, the prophecy would not be fulfilled. So I allow him as he makes me share secrets about the kingdom,“We are going to deal with him when he was expect it”When Alonso bursts through the doors during the ritual, my heart leaps despite everything. He looks terrible- thinner, paler, the poison Elena has been giving him clearly is taking his. Yet his eyes blaze when he sees me. I still feel butterfly fluttering in my stomach, but when I think of the things he has done to me, the effect reduces"Let her go," he growl. I cannot help the reaction I have to his voice- more butterflies that I tried to kill when I think of him and what he did to meKaiser's spell forces cruel words from my mouth,