Maxwell Delilah sat quietly on the edge of the bed, feeding our children. I stood near the cradle by the window, watching her in silence. She moved gently, switching between each of the babies, making sure they were fed and held with care. Something stirred inside me. I tried to stop it, but I couldn’t. Desire crept in, heating my blood. I shouldn't be thinking this way…not while she’s feeding our children. But she’s my mate. My queen. The mother of our four precious pups. And everything about her pulls me in. Tiara stepped forward and gently picked up Alec, the last baby Delilah had fed. He was already asleep. All four of them had drifted into peaceful slumber. Torah was sitting beside the cradle, humming softly to the girls while Tiara picked up toys scattered across the nursery floor. Delilah adjusted her bra, slipping her breast back inside. My eyes were still on her, and I couldn't look away. She caught me staring. A slow, knowing smirk touched her lips. She always surprise
Delilah The room was quiet now, filled only with the sound of our breathing. Maxwell lay beside me, his chest rising and falling gently. His strong arms were still wrapped around me, as if he was afraid to let go. His golden eyes were soft now, calm. I rested my head against his shoulder, my fingers tracing slow circles on his bare skin. My body still tingled from our union. The way he touched me, the way he held me, it reminded me again of the power of our bond. We were more than just mates. We were two souls chosen by the Moon Goddess. Two hearts built to beat together. And every time we connected like this, I could feel it…something deeper awakening inside me. Maxwell kissed the top of my head. “You’re quiet, my Queen. What are you thinking about?” “My breast-milk, I fed you my milk. Do you know what that means?” He shifted slightly, just enough to look down at me. “Yes, I know. I understand it will bring us more together. Besides, you can't possibly think that your breast is
Delilah I woke up this morning and nothing had changed…at least, not on the outside. My skin still glowed with that strange, warm light. It shimmered faintly, like sunlight caught in a silk veil. I should be afraid of it, maybe even panic. But I wasn’t. The voices in my head had already assured me…the moment is near. I looked beside me. Maxwell was still sleeping, his arm stretched across the empty space I had once filled. My heart softened. He looked so peaceful, so calm, so unlike the strong, commanding King everyone else sees. I always wondered how he carried so much weight…our people, our kingdom, our world, and yet somehow, he never crumbled. Leaning in, I kissed the top of his head. He murmured something in his sleep, but didn’t stir. I smiled to myself before quietly slipping out of bed. I had a crucial meeting today with the seven witches. They were already in the kingdom, waiting for me. Time was ticking. The natural light of our world…the source of balance and life…had
Delilah The moment Elder Kade appeared before me, I was surprised. I hadn’t been told of any visit from the elders. “Elder Kade,” I said calmly. “What a surprise visit. I wasn’t told you were coming.” He bowed slightly, but his eyes were restless. “Good morning, my Queen and Luna. Forgive me for showing up unannounced, but the matter I bring is urgent. The Council of Elders of Shadow Claws Pack has summoned you. It’s important.” I watched him closely. His words were smooth, but I could feel something off. He was hiding something…I could sense it in the energy around him, in the way his eyes avoided mine for too long. I looked at the time. There was no way I could delay my meeting with the witches, not even for a council summon. “I’m sorry, Elder,” I said, firm but respectful. “Whatever this is, it can wait. I have an emergency meeting right now.” As I moved to walk past him, he did something shocking…he grabbed my arm. The moment his hand touched my glowing skin, a blinding
Maxwell I don’t know what came over me. I woke up this morning feeling warm, like Delilah’s touch still lingered on my skin. The memories of our closeness last night played in my mind. I smiled, reaching for her, but she wasn’t there. The bed was cold beside me. I sat up slowly. I knew she had an early meeting with the witches, but a part of me still hoped she’d be there, just for a while longer. The room was dim, lit only by the soft, golden light Delilah had created for our kingdom. Ever since the darkness covered our skies, her light was all we had. It made me feel proud and helpless at the same time…proud of her strength, and helpless because I couldn’t protect her from the burden she carried. A notification sound snapped me out of my thoughts. My phone lit up on the nightstand. The message wasn’t even for me, it was meant for Delilah. My heart skipped when I read it: “Luna, Elder Kade is on his way to bring back our Alpha pups as we have agreed. I hope the King will unde
Maxwell The sky was gray and heavy, weighed down with thick clouds that looked ready to break at any moment. The wind howled softly through the tall trees, and the scent of rain mixed with ash filled my lungs. I stood motionless, surrounded by my guards. Cross was near, his gaze watching me closely. I could hear footsteps approaching from behind. I turned my head slightly and saw Rosa hurrying toward me, her dress soaked in rain and clinging to her skin. The two Elders followed her, their faces pale, their eyes red from crying. I didn’t need to ask. I didn’t need them to say a word. I already knew. She was gone. Delilah. My mate. My Queen. My soul. My chest felt hollow, like someone had carved a hole into my heart and ripped out everything good inside me. My mind screamed with denial, but my soul was already mourning. I couldn’t hear anything except the sound of my own heartbeat…and even that felt like it was fading. I had failed her. I was the King. The Alpha of Alphas. The
“What do you mean the children are missing?” Rosa screamed, her voice sharp with disbelief as she shot a burning glare at the two young women trembling before her. Tiara swallowed hard. Her eyes were red and swollen from hours of endless crying. Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling with fear. “We…we don’t know, Head Healer. They were there... and then they were not.” Torah sobbed louder, mucus covering her face from her intense weeping. She clutched the edge of the crib as if trying to hold on to sanity. Rosa's heart pounded in her chest. She paced the nursery, her eyes scanning every corner of the room that once echoed with the laughter of pups. Now, silence had taken over, a silence thick with dread. It made no sense. How could two young Lycans disappear without a trace from the most secure part of the palace? She turned sharply. “This cannot be real,” she muttered, her thoughts spiraling. Could it be magic? Could someone from inside the palace have betrayed them? Stoppin
The moment the maid announced the return of the pups, it felt like the entire kingdom had just taken a collective breath after drowning in silence. Her words echoed through the royal court like a miracle, a long-awaited answer to the unanswered prayers of every loyal subject. It was as if the missing piece of an ancient puzzle had just been found, and suddenly, the broken heart of the kingdom began to beat again. In an instant, the once solemn court exploded into life. Chaos, yes, but the joyous kind. Elders scrambled out of their seats, Alphas rushed to the exits, advisors whispered in disbelief. Some took the elevators, impatiently jamming the buttons. Others dashed up the wide marble staircases, their footsteps clattering like drums of war, but this time, drums announcing life, not death. Their only mission: to lay eyes on the Lycan heirs. To confirm the impossible. It felt like the entire palace had transformed into an amusement park of confusion and relief. The marble floors,
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: “You 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.” “You are the first of your kind.” 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 didn’t speak, but I could tell she sensed the change in me. After walking through the forest for a while, I turned to her. “Aunt Kala,” I said softly. “Where is the Ancient Temple? How do we find it?” She smiled gently. “You don’t need to find the temple, Delilah. The temple will find you,” Her eyes moved to the golden key in my hand. “This key led you here. I’
Delilah The priestess’s eyes began to glow, slowly turning into a solid, milky white color. It looked as if she wasn’t 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 more…something 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 couldn’t move or
Delilah I walked out of the room with Aunt Kala by my side. Two maids standing nearby quickly bowed their heads low. “Your Majesty,” they both greeted with soft voices. I nodded quietly. I still wasn’t used to people calling me that. It felt strange… heavy, like a title I hadn’t 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 didn’t understand them yet, but they didn’t scare me. Instead, they made me feel… 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 “What do you mean by that?” I asked, my voice shaking. “Don’t play with me, Aunt Kala. This isn’t funny.” My chest felt heavy, and my heart started beating fast. I was scared of what she was about to say. “I am not playing with you, Delilah,” she said softly. “This is the truth.” “What?” I gasped loudly. “You mean my mother… She's alive? And you never told me? How could you hide something so big from me?” My voice rose with each word. I couldn’t stop the anger building inside me. Kala stepped closer, her eyes full of guilt. “Delilah,” she said gently, “I 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.” I folded my arms tightly. “You kept me in the dark. You made me feel like I had no one in this world. I thought I was all alone.” Kala sighed. “Your 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 “You are my aunty?” I asked in a sharp, angry voice. “And you never thought it was important to tell me?” My voice echoed through the room. I didn’t care if I sounded rude or disrespectful. I was hurt, deeply hurt. “All these years... Over twenty years, Kala,” I cried, my voice shaking. “You never thought I deserved to know the truth? Not even once? Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?” The tears I had tried so hard to hold back finally burst free. I couldn’t stop them now. They poured down my cheeks like rain, soaking into the golden robe I wore. “All these years,” I whispered again, choking on my words, “I 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?” I couldn’t 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 ground…stood 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 couldn’t even find the right words. “You can all leave now,” Kala said softly, her voice calm but firm. “Thank you for your help. I’ll 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. “What's this?” 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 didn’t 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? She’s 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 like…an engagement party. I frowned. This wasn’t 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 didn’t have a password. As soon as I touched the screen, t
Maxwell “Your Majesty,” the Pack witch said softly, bowing her head, “please listen to me. These pups don’t like noise or crowds. I suggest you celebrate their birthday quietly. Buy them cakes, soft toys, maybe a few gifts. Nothing loud. Just peace. That’s the only way.” I nodded right away. I couldn’t take chances, not with my children. After everything we’ve been through, I wouldn’t risk losing them too. She hesitated, then stepped closer. “I also have something else to tell you,” she added in a whisper. “The Queen will return. You already know she’s alive…you feel it in your soul. But when she returns, the evil that haunts this Kingdom will disappear. Peace will follow her.” Her words made my heart stop and race at the same time. Delilah… 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 now…
Delilah I’ve 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. “Is she the new queen?” one whispered. “She looks like one,” another replied. They didn’t know I could hear them. Or maybe they did and didn’t care. The creatures here were different, gentle, watching, waiting. The forest didn’t 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