Lucas’s POVI think these people are making a mockery of me. Silver infused window bars!? Hell no! Is this new installation necessary? I have been quiet. I have not even tried to escape, yet they mock me this way. Eighteen huge bars that would roast me like a goat used for burnt offering if I try to escape. This makes watching the pack from inside her to be more difficult . Since I am a lonely soul in here, I just allow time to pass by watching everything play out in this pack- even though my view is alway one anglesI know that it is Leah that ordered this installation. She is doing this because the last time that she came here, I chose to look outside of the window instead of to look at her. She is so petty. I wonder what it must feel like for her. I wonder why she never just respects herself and understands. How can she be willing to marry a man that utterly hates her? How does she even think that we would coexist together? How does she even think that she would be happy in her m
Lucas’s POV“Now you have ruined our meal- the only source of our strength. Control yourself, Lucas,” my wolf cautions.“They are doing something to her!” I scream. “I don't know what exactly, but she is in danger…” I pant furiously and restlessly everywhere in the room“Listen,” my wolf interrupts suddenly, turning my head ro be steadyI force myself to take a deep breath, extending my senses outward as far as they can reach in this silver inhibited state. Two corridors away, there is movement throughout the pack house- servants rushing to and fro, orders being called- there is a ceremony.And beneath it all, a familiar scent that makes my heart break- blood. Not fresh, but the lingering stench of a serious injury that hasn't properly healed."Harry," I murmur, recognising the unique smell of the Alpha's blood. I've never liked the man especially ofrecent- his weakness allowed his mate's cruelty to flourish- but I know Alora still loves her father despite everything so since she car
Lucas's POVI wake to the blood in my mouth, fog in my eyes, ringing in my ears and a pounding in my skull that feels like a hammer hitting inside of my forehead. My head is pressed against the floo, and for a moment, I can't remember anythin- including the reason why I am on the ground"Get up," my wolf growls inside my head. "Something iss happening."I push myself to my knees, groaning at the pain I feel all over my body including my teeth . “How long was I unconscious?” I want to say along but it is as if my tongue is tiedThe scent that send me unconscious before hits me again -Alora's heat- it is still lingering in the air. But it is stronger now. It is more wrong. Why is it too sweet and too intense, like someone took her natural fragrance and twisted into this hideous smell. My body reacts immediately - my pupils are dilating, heart racing, blood rushing to my dick despite my disgust at myself. I am aroused"Oh goddess, what is happening to me," I mutter, forcing myself to st
Lucas's POVOf course she does. Agatha wants me to watch as Alora is bound forever to another. She knows I was originally bound to Alora and she knows I have not moved past my feelings for her. So she wants me to witness my own personal hell. I hate that woman so much. Of tables were turned, no I would not kill her- I am not built like that, instead I would give her a a million years of hard community service so that she can atone for all the wickedness she has done in this world"What did they do to her… Alora?" I demand, stepping closer to the guard. "What is that scent?""I don't ask questions," he replies, but his eyes move towards the direction of the door "And if you're smart, neither will you. Curiousity kills, Sir Lucas.""It's killing her." I think aloud. "Whatever are giving her to trigger this heat …it's too strong. It could damage her system permanently. What do they want from her!? Have they not done enough!?”The guard still does not look at my face. "I will give you th
Lucas's POVI am ready for the drama that I am going to actBut instead of heavy boots hitting the ground, I hear light graceful clicking of heels just towards my door. This should be someone different and unexpectedI quickly throw the rest of the ceremonial clothes on top of the bed and I position myself behind the door. The broken spoon's jagged is still with me. I don't know what this new plan is, but I will sure make it jell for them. At least one werewolf must go downThe silver lock clicks with a small noise and the door opens up. I take a pose, ready to strike. But this is not a guard or an ordinary servant. O know because of the scent that rushes into my nose- a familiar perfume mixed with sweat and royaltyIt is LeahI see her as she steps into the room, and I freeze in surprise. Someway, somehow, she is the last person I expected.She's alone. No guards. No backup. She is not scared of me. And she looks... different. Disheveled. Her usually perfect appearance is in in slig
Lucas's POVShe steps closer, close enough that I can smell her smell of her desire and it makes my stomach turn."You, of course," she whispers. "Once Alora is bound to Alpha Leo, there's nothing keeping us apart. Mother has already agreed that after the ceremony, you'll be released into my care. As my mate, then our wedding preparations will start “The arrangement is so absurd I almost laugh, but the deadly seriousness in her eyes stops me. She truly believes this. She truly believes that I will allow myself to be married to her?"Alora is dangerous," Leah continues, switching her useless manipulative tactics when she sees my expression. "You haven't seen her. The heat has made her wild, uncontrollable. She even attacked a guard. She could hurt herself or others. Alpha Leo is the only one strong enough to handle her now, can't you see?"Alpha Leo is ten times her age," I growl. "He is a predator. Everyone knows this!”Leah waves a dismissive hand. "He is a respected Alpha from a s
Luca's POVIt takes every ounce of my willpower not to recoil. Her lips are soft. I hate that I notice that her lips are soft. But they are demanding, her hands clutching at my shoulders, dragging my hair. She tastes like fish and desperation. My wolf is going bunkers, screaming, gagging, demanding thar I push this false mate away. “Why would you lwt this happen!?” he growls. “Lucas! Lucas! Lucas!” he screams. “Just take a chill pill!” I try to convince him despite my irritation too. I am going bunkers myself, but I force myself to respond to Leah's lips- if I have to pretend, the. i should do it well and get the best result there is. I force myself to cup the back of her head, to make a sound of pleasure that I don't feel. It os irritating, but I do it anyway When I finally pull back, Leah's eyes are shinning, her breathing rapid. She looks at me like I'm a prize she's finally won. "I've waited so long for that," she whispers. Then slowly, I see her face begin to redden. I think s
Chapter 92Luca's POVLeah takes the leash off my neck- stwp one in actually winning this game if I use my head well. "Come," she says, taking my hand. "Mother arranged for us to have special seats. Right at the front."I follow her outsidw of the door and as soon as I step out, I make suee to take a deep breath. I have not been outside for a pretty long timeMy cell is in a separate wing of the main pack house, isolated from the common areas. It has a reason why it is called an isolated cell- a type of cell build so that the prisoner would have a deep thinking about what they did. Three guards stand at attention at the end of the hall, nodding respectfully to Leah as we approach. “Good day, Lady. Good day, lady,” theay all geat her anr Leah act like ahe is deaf in the ears because she does not act like she heard them greet her"I'm escorting the prisoner,” she looks at me. “Lucas to the ceremony," she corrects herself as she informs them. Just incase mother asks. But it is by her o
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,