Maxwell âIf you insist that she is your mate, then let us follow our customs and traditions. Let her undergo our basic ritual. You, of all people, know that a weak female cannot be the queen of our pack. If you want everyone to accept her, let her prove she can bear the title.â I locked eyes with Elder Zane as he spoke. He was right, technically. But I knew his words werenât motivated by traditionâĶthey were rooted in his belief that Delilah would fail. If only he knew what we were truly dealing with. The room buzzed with murmurs as others nodded in agreement. I had no issue with Delilah undergoing the ritual, even though I knew her beast is yet to surface. But after what I witnessed today? Their ignorance was almost laughable. We werenât dealing with an ordinary Lycan here, but something far more powerful, something even I struggled to comprehend. âYour Majesty.â Rosa stood and bowed respectfully. My gaze flicked to her, then to Cross, who had remained silent throughout the meeti
Farrell âSo, how was your trip?â I asked my brother and Beta, Raymond. He had just returned from Texas, where most of our investors were withdrawing their support. It was devastating our wilderness retreat and adventure park business. The drop in revenue was not just troublingâit was catastrophic. Raymondâs shoulders sagged under the weight of failure, his expression clouded with frustration. âIt didnât go well,â he said quietly. I placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him, though I knew it was a futile gesture. He carried this burden as deeply as I did, maybe even more. âOur tourist numbers have dropped drastically,â Raymond continued, his tone bitter. âAnd with sales so low, the investors are cutting ties. Itâs why weâre losing them.â âDonât worry,â I said, though the words sounded hollow even to me. âEverything will be fine.â âWhen?â Raymond snapped, stopping in his tracks. His voice trembled with restrained anger. âWhen will everything be fine, Farrell? Because
Farrell âAlpha Farrell, we suppose this gathering is for good?â Elder Elias asked, his tone carrying a hint of concern as he adjusted his seat at the conference table. âYes, Elder Elias. I only wish to wait for the Gamma to arrive before we proceed,â I replied calmly, and the elders nodded in agreement. I sat at the head of the table, with Sandra seated to my right. My brother, Raymond, sat directly across from me, while the six elders filled the seats along both sides of the table. Maids moved quietly, placing trays of snacks and fruit drinks in front of us. Sandra fidgeted beside me, clearly restless. I hadnât shared the purpose of this emergency meeting with her, knowing it would upset her. But this wasnât just about her; it was about the pack. As Alpha, any decision I made inevitably impacted everyone under my care. I had to do this, no matter how difficult it was. The sound of the double doors creaking open pulled my thoughts back to the room. Gamma entered, his expression
Delilah "My queen, there are things you need to understand when dealing with magic. Firstly, know the source of the magic. Secondly, learn the right way to control it," Rosa said, her voice steady and instructive. I listened carefully, nodding occasionally. "There are two kinds of people when it comes to magic: those born with it and those who practice and learn it. The ones born with magic are naturally powerful, and getting rid of them is almost impossible unless they are betrayed," she explained, her words carrying a weight that I couldnât ignore. We were at the training field, a place Rosa had chosen for my lessons. It was an open area surrounded by tall trees, the sound of rustling leaves blending with the hum of distant voices. This was my third day of training. Tomorrow, the Gamma who introduced himself yesterday promised to teach me combat techniques. I was looking forward to it. "Are you listening, my queen?" Rosa's firm voice pulled me out of my wandering thoughts. "
Delilah I was caught off guard. I wasnât expecting him to make this move. The moment Farrellâs lips touched mine, I felt a spark, an electric jolt that coursed through my veins and left me breathless. His lips were warm and firm, igniting something deep inside me. I almost totally surrendered to him. The way his hands moved over my body sent waves of sensation rippling through me, awakening a hunger I thought had long been buried for him. I craved more of his touch, more of this moment that felt so forbidden yet so not familiar. When I opened my mouth, welcoming his tongue, the kiss deepened. Our tongues tangled in a passionate dance, and for a moment, I was lostâĶlost in him, in the memory of what we once had. Yet, was different. But then, everything changed. Suddenly, I was no longer in the room. I found myself standing in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by seven women. Their faces were indistinct, yet there was something ethereal about them, their glowing forms shimmering like
Maxwell I knew it would come to this. I had anticipated it from the moment she entered the room, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and vulnerability. Now that she was going to bring up her nanny, I remember I had already sent someone to fetch her. I had questions for the nanny too, but that wasnât the focus of this moment. My mind was racing, trying to figure out how to make Delilah understand that this wasnât easy for me either. How could I make her see that, despite everything, she needed Farrell to unlock more of her powers? It wasnât just about her feelings or mineâĶit was about destiny, about the path the goddess had laid out for us. âYouâre scaring me,â she said, her voice trembling. âYou knew perfectly well I could hear your thoughts, yet you're still pushing it forward?â Her anger flared, and I could feel the tension in the room thickening. I moved closer to her, my steps slow and deliberate. My hands found their way around her body, pulling her into an embrace. I inh
Maxwell The early morning sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window of my bedroom, casting a golden glow across the room. I opened my eyes to the soft warmth, the world still quiet, still untouched. Beside me, Delilah snuggled deeper into my chest, her breathing steady and peaceful. I stayed still for a moment, savoring the weight of her against me. Yesterday training had been chaotic, filled with uncertainties, but at this moment, she was here. Safe. Mine. The screen of my phone lit up as I reached for it. 7:00 AM. Delilahâs training with the Gamma was in an hour. I hesitated. She needed rest. The previous day had been exhausting, and I knew she had pushed herself beyond her limits. Carefully, I shifted her head onto the pillow, making sure not to wake her. She murmured something incoherent but didnât stir. A faint smile tugged at my lips before I slipped out from under the covers. The bathroom was cool, the steam from the shower curling around me as I let the water wash
Delilah Today's training was different. For the first time, I stepped into the underground training hall, a vast, cavernous space almost half the size of a field. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and steel, and the walls gleamed with embedded torches, casting flickering shadows across the arena. This was where King Maxwell trained, and now, apparently, where I would train too. Weapons of all kinds lined the wallsâĶblades, staffs, guns, whips, even some that looked too ancient to still be in use. Training kits were stacked neatly in different sections, yet none of that mattered to me. I wouldnât be using them, not today. My opponent stood a few feet away. Zod. A seasoned warrior and the pack Gamma, with the kind of broad, muscular frame that exuded raw power. His posture was relaxed but intimidating, his expression unreadable. I didnât need anyone to tell me that he was stronger than me, anyone with eyes could see that. But what I didnât understand was why he expected me t
Delilah The air was quiet as we walked. But inside me, something powerful stirred, making me feel stronger with every step. Slowly, I began to understand who I truly was. All my questions were finally being answered. The words I had heard earlier repeated in my mind: âYou are not just a werewolf. And you are not just a Lycan. You are both. You are the first of your kind. The one born to bring peace.â âYou are the first of your kind.â These words echoed in my head over and over. With each step, it felt like the earth was guiding me, leading me to where I needed to go. Aunt Kala walked beside me, silent. She didnât speak, but I could tell she sensed the change in me. After walking through the forest for a while, I turned to her. âAunt Kala,â I said softly. âWhere is the Ancient Temple? How do we find it?â She smiled gently. âYou donât need to find the temple, Delilah. The temple will find you,â Her eyes moved to the golden key in my hand. âThis key led you here. Iâ
Delilah The priestessâs eyes began to glow, slowly turning into a solid, milky white color. It looked as if she wasnât herself anymore, like something ancient and powerful had entered her body. A strange wind moved through the room, even though there were no windows open. My heart beat faster as I watched her, and for a moment, I wondered if I should be afraid. But deep down, I knew this was all part of something important. Something meant for me. She stopped chanting, and then the glowing glass on the mat began to change. What once looked like a swirling liquid became something moreâĶsomething magical. It shifted into a moving picture, almost like a story playing out right in front of me. My breath caught in my throat. In the glowing circle, I saw two powerful figures standing face to face. Their presence made the ground beneath me feel unsteady. A strong, invisible energy filled the room, and I could feel goosebumps rising all over my arms. My skin tingled, and I couldnât move or
Delilah I walked out of the room with Aunt Kala by my side. Two maids standing nearby quickly bowed their heads low. âYour Majesty,â they both greeted with soft voices. I nodded quietly. I still wasnât used to people calling me that. It felt strangeâĶ heavy, like a title I hadnât earned yet. But there was no time to think too deeply about it. We kept walking. The place around me was peaceful, like a silent dream. The buildings were very old, made with stones and vines, but still looked strong and beautiful. Every wall had some kind of glowing symbol on it. I didnât understand them yet, but they didnât scare me. Instead, they made me feelâĶ like I belonged. The trees swayed gently above our heads. At first, I thought they were fake because they were so perfectly shaped, but they were real. I could tell from the way the leaves rustled in the breeze and the scent of fresh bark in the air. I started to notice something odd. Everyone here was female. They were either dressed in soft f
Delilah âWhat do you mean by that?â I asked, my voice shaking. âDonât play with me, Aunt Kala. This isnât funny.â My chest felt heavy, and my heart started beating fast. I was scared of what she was about to say. âI am not playing with you, Delilah,â she said softly. âThis is the truth.â âWhat?â I gasped loudly. âYou mean my motherâĶ She's alive? And you never told me? How could you hide something so big from me?â My voice rose with each word. I couldnât stop the anger building inside me. Kala stepped closer, her eyes full of guilt. âDelilah,â she said gently, âI know I made many mistakes. I know I should have told you earlier. But everything I did... I did it for you. I did it to protect you.â I folded my arms tightly. âYou kept me in the dark. You made me feel like I had no one in this world. I thought I was all alone.â Kala sighed. âYour mother was poisoned by our brother, Keith. She was not killed, but the poison put her into a deep, magical sleep. Before she lost consciousn
Delilah âYou are my aunty?â I asked in a sharp, angry voice. âAnd you never thought it was important to tell me?â My voice echoed through the room. I didnât care if I sounded rude or disrespectful. I was hurt, deeply hurt. âAll these years... Over twenty years, Kala,â I cried, my voice shaking. âYou never thought I deserved to know the truth? Not even once? Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?â The tears I had tried so hard to hold back finally burst free. I couldnât stop them now. They poured down my cheeks like rain, soaking into the golden robe I wore. âAll these years,â I whispered again, choking on my words, âI lived like I had no one. I thought I had no family. I thought I was just some orphan that no one wanted. Do you even understand what that feels like?â I couldnât look at her anymore. I turned my back and faced the wall. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stay strong, but my heart was breaking all over again. She was my family. All this time. And I n
Delilah Two women stood up slowly and stepped toward me with something glowing in their hands. It was a long, golden robe, beautiful and bright like the rising sun. They gently placed it over my shoulders without saying a word. The moment it touched my skin, I felt warmth rush through my body. It fit perfectly, like it was made just for me. They guided me to a white stone seat beside the wooden bed. The stone sparkled faintly, like it had been kissed by starlight. I sat down quietly, still too weak and confused to speak. My legs trembled slightly beneath the robe. Behind me, the rest of the women, those who had been kneeling on the groundâĶstood up one by one. I noticed the way they looked at me. Their eyes held wonder, hope, and questions. They wanted me to say something. Anything. But my heart felt too heavy. I couldnât even find the right words. âYou can all leave now,â Kala said softly, her voice calm but firm. âThank you for your help. Iâll take care of my daughter from here.
Farrell I opened the closet, looking for something decent to wear to work. But then I noticed something inside the drawer of the closet. âWhat's this?â I asked myself as I pulled out some papers. They were documents. I sat on the edge of the soft ottoman and slowly flipped through them. The papers made no sense to me. I didnât understand what they were about. But then, I saw photos inside. One photo made my hand freeze. It was Sandra. Standing beside a man. Smiling. What? Sandra? Sheâs here? In this world too? I quickly searched the pile again. Another photo showed Sandra with that same man. They were at a party. Everyone around them was clapping and smiling. Sandra wore a beautiful dress and had a ring on her finger. It looked likeâĶan engagement party. I frowned. This wasnât just strange. It was scary. None of it made sense. Then, in another part of the drawer, I found a phone. Out of curiosity, I picked it up. It didnât have a password. As soon as I touched the screen, t
Maxwell âYour Majesty,â the Pack witch said softly, bowing her head, âplease listen to me. These pups donât like noise or crowds. I suggest you celebrate their birthday quietly. Buy them cakes, soft toys, maybe a few gifts. Nothing loud. Just peace. Thatâs the only way.â I nodded right away. I couldnât take chances, not with my children. After everything weâve been through, I wouldnât risk losing them too. She hesitated, then stepped closer. âI also have something else to tell you,â she added in a whisper. âThe Queen will return. You already know sheâs aliveâĶyou feel it in your soul. But when she returns, the evil that haunts this Kingdom will disappear. Peace will follow her.â Her words made my heart stop and race at the same time. DelilahâĶ my Queen. My love. My world. She was alive. Truly alive. I had clung to the sound of her heartbeat, the soft pulse I could feel when everything was quiet. I had held on to that one little thread, even when everyone else gave up. But nowâĶ
Delilah Iâve been walking through this magical forest for what feels like hours. Everything here glows softly, like the stars had fallen into the trees. Strange, glowing plants swayed as if they could see me. The wind whispered with hidden voices. I could feel it, this place was alive. I wasn't alone. Voices echoed around me, soft and curious. âIs she the new queen?â one whispered. âShe looks like one,â another replied. They didnât know I could hear them. Or maybe they did and didnât care. The creatures here were different, gentle, watching, waiting. The forest didnât feel like the dangerous ones I grew up around. This place was calm, peaceful, almost like it was built from dreams. The wind brushed against my skin like silk. I could breathe here. As I walked deeper, I found a narrow path that sparkled like diamonds. It shimmered in the soft moonlight, drawing me in like it knew my name. My feet followed the glowing road without thinking. But the path kept getting t