The library feels colder tonight. I sit in my leather chair, staring at the shattered remains of the glass table. I should have called a servant to come and clean it, but for some weird reasons I didn't. I subtly want to watch the evidence of my rage scattered all over the ground. Agatha's words resounded in my head: "You're not sleeping in the room today. That is your punishment!" As if I'm a child to be disciplined rather than her Alpha, her mate. But at least I am a good husband“You are no Alpha,” my wolf snarls at me. Oh moon goddess! I am tired of his constant poke nosing in the affairs of my life. “An Alpha would not let his mate treat him this way. An Alpha would not let his daughter become a monster like you are letting Leah become. The pack members are right, you are breeding a monster in your home!” he continuesI try to ignore him, but it seems like he is trying to strike a nerve- my nerve. "Shut up," I growl into the room. The alcohol in my glass trembles as my hand shake
"What search order?" Agatha glared at me. She takes a step toward me, her eyes searching my eyes to check for the truth. "After I specifically told you to leave Alora alone? Harry!?”"Agatha, I was just…” I begin, but she cuts me off with a sharp look."You were just trying to do what, Harry? Oh goddess, Harry!” her voice rises with each word. "Did you think I wouldn't find out? You just issued an order without consulting me first!”Leah's eyes dance between us, and I can see that she is enjoying the whole drama. "He wanted to make it really severe on her mommy. He said he would put her in the dark chambers and execute her with public flogging, the whole thing." She pauses, playing withher whip thoughtfully. "Though personally, I think Alora deserves worse for abandoning us. She picked up a fight with me and she ran away. Dhe injured me”"Leah, please…" I try to interject, but my daughter isn't finished."You know what's funny, Daddy?" Leah continues, her voice dripping with mock inno
Leah's PovI am happy as I watch how the first journalist is dragged forward towards the raised podium where I stand. I feel like a symbol of justice. If it were in the old times, perhaps I would be an executioner. I like the way the whip fits in my hands. I spent all night practicing how to whip without getting tired and I am so excited so much that I cannot wait to start dealing with all these people who thought they could challenge me and go scott free.I let my eyes land on the journalist and I laugh at his pathetic attempt to speak. He doesn't really concern me, the people I really want to deal with are those ones that dared to push me out of the boss the day I was coming from the Alistair Kingdom. I would have loved to use my fresh strength to punish them, but I want to punish others first so the criminals from the bus would shudder in fear. I want them to die from fear before I even touch themThe journalist keeps trying to beg me and it even infuriates me the more because he k
I see a young wolf of thirteen years, she is beaten up and weak. It is a miracle that she is alive. She has destroyed her life by liking and commenting harshly about me. I smile at her as she tries to look up to meI approach Daddy, I know he hates me now but I don't care. "Daddy? Wasn't I strong? Didn't I make you proud?" I ask him with puppy eyesHe looks at me and he let his eyes fall on me, taking in the sight of my bloody face. Then with a face smile, he says, "Of course, princess," he says. "You did very well. I am proud of you."Mother joins us, beaming. "You did well, Leah,” she looks around with a smile. “You have really matured,” she rubs my head roughly. "Shall we have dinner? I think this calls for a celebration."As we drive back to the pack house, I imagine King Alonso hearing of this day. He'll understand then that I'm nothing like my weak sister. I'm strong and I am ready to rake up the position as his queen. Maybe my name would dance to him in the rumours and he will
I feel my heart stop when Daddy's gaze remains fixed on me. Although I see him as weak, there is a kind of image I want to put up with him."Alonso mentioned in his letter that Alora was drugged into heat that night. Did you have anything to do with it, Leah?" his voice is cold. He doesn't sound as weak as he seemed earlier onBefore I can respond, Mother jumps to my defense, her voice carrying disappointment.. "Harry, we've been through this before! Why do you like opening up old wounds? Leah only put Alora's medication in her drink because Alira refused to take them. As a matter of fact, I told her to do it. Leah would not deliberately hurt her sister! She loves Alora, but Alora doesn't reciprocate the love!”My eyes widens as Mother speaks. How does she know about that night? I thought… I thought… I had. The question in my mind must show on my face because Mother turns to me with an explanatory look."Someone sent us pictures from that night, darling," she says softly, reaching out
Alora’s POVI remain sprawled on the cold interrogation floor. I no longer feel the pain of Lucas's betrayal, but I still feel rejected. No one wants ro have anything to do with me."Alora, Alora..." Lucas takes quick steps towards me. "I know you're hurting, but you have to understand… please stand up…""Leave me alone!" I snap, wiping tears from my cheeks with dirty hands. “You are now happily engaged to my sister? What exactly am I supposed to understand, Lucas?"Before he can respond, the small television mounted in the corner of the room suddenly crackles to life as if waiting for the right time. How sudden it comes on makes me flinch and yelp, but what I see on the screen immediately makes my eyes fly open, I can feel my blood going cold. Showing on the television is the pack’s square, and standing on a podium is my sister Leah. What she is doing …. I feel nauseated and my heart is in mouthI see wolves - men, women, even some barely teenagers- are being forced to strip naked i
Harry's POVI cannot do anything as I watch Agatha snatch the letter from the messenger's hands. The servant wolf had obviously addressed it to me, his Alpha, but I remain silent as my wife tears open the royal seal from the Alister Kingdom. The messenger's eyes dart with uncertainty between us before he bows and hurriedly away before my wife pours her unbridled venoms on him. My heart beats in it's cage as I see Agatha scan through the letter. I never wanted her to know that I had written to king Alonso first“Do you know that the servant now talk about you?” my wolf's voice rumbles through my mind, dripping with disgust. “They say you are weak…”“I don't believe you!” I cut him short. “How did you know what they are saying about me?”“You seem to forget your alpha powers!” he growls. “Ever since you decided to submit to this woman, you forget that you are the first grey wolf of the midnight pack. You forget that according to history, your true offsprings would be highly sought after
I try to fight my wolf but somewhere within me I know that he is right. Along the way, I hated myself for being tied down by Agatha, so I convinced myself that being a good husband and father meant accepting all her abuse. As if that was not enough, I told myself I was protecting the pack by keeping peace in my home. But all I've done is enable wickedness to grow stronger under my roofI watch through my wolf's eyes as Leah maintains her tears and as Agatha rages about King Alonso's letter. This is not the first time I have found myself in this type of situation- a crying Leah and Agatha who would defend her even though she is going against logic. And there I would sit in front of them, speechless.But today is different. Today I have let my wolf take over now he is questioning everything they are saying. He is demanding the truth. I see the shock in their eyes and for a moment I feel what it feels like to be the old me again.Then Agatha approaches, hand raised to give me one of her u
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,