Delilah “Excuse me, have you seen Sandra around?” I asked one of the girls I often saw nearby. “No, Luna. I’m looking for her too,” she replied. I left them and headed toward the group gathered under the big tree, preparing the girls for tonight’s event. “Luna,” they greeted me with respectful bows. “Thank you. Has anyone here seen Sandra?” They all shook their heads. Where could she be? Of all days, she knows I can’t handle this alone. I need her to prepare me for tonight. She’s the only one who knows what to do. This is uncharted territory for me. I married my husband just a few weeks ago, but we haven’t mated yet. I’ve been postponing it ever since the wedding. I’m human, and he’s the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. I’ve heard stories about how intense Alphas can be during mating. I’m scared because I’ve never done anything like this before. Sandra warned me that Farrell would likely mate with me repeatedly for an entire week after marking me. She also told me that a were
Delilah My heart pounded in my chest. I wasn’t running a marathon, yet I was breathless. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead. What kind of joke was this? How could someone become another person’s mate in just a few hours? Three hours ago, we were all together, and she wasn’t his mate then. How could things change so suddenly? The heat rising inside me grew unbearable, making my heart race uncontrollably. It felt as though the pills I had taken were kicking in sooner than expected. I stepped closer to my husband and stood in front of him, my heart thundering as my trembling hands cupped his handsome face. His gray eyes locked on mine as I opened my mouth. “Farrell! Tell me this is a joke. You can’t be married to me and talk about another mate. This has to be a lie, right?” His expression darkened into a frown as he removed my hands from his face. “This is no joke, Delilah. She is my mate. I feel the mate bond, and I can smell her intoxicating scent.” He shoved me aside, and I
Maxwell I had been attending meetings non-stop since morning, and they had drained every ounce of my energy. I left Milton yesterday after a long journey. As soon as my jet landed, my Beta, Cross, who is also my closest friend, informed me that I had five meetings to attend. Now, it’s almost eleven at night, and this last meeting is still dragging on. I might not even make it back to my pack tonight. I raised my hand, signaling to Vale, my PA. He approached swiftly. “Yes, my king?” “Book me a presidential suite. I won’t make it to the pack tonight.” “Yes, my king. I’ll handle it right away.” He scurried out, disappearing through the door. The meeting continued, but I had already lost interest. This last session involved me and other Alphas from the surrounding zones. They had been at each other’s throats since the moment the meeting began. I could have left and let them sort out their mess, but as the King ruling over these territories, it was my duty to mediate.
Delilah Throughout the drive, I cried until there were no more tears left, but the sobs wouldn’t stop. The most pressing issue, however, wasn’t the tears but the constant ache in-between my legs. My insides felt like they were on fire. I noticed the driver glancing at me occasionally through the rearview mirror. I knew what that look meant. He was a wolf. He must have caught the scent of my arousal, something Sandra once warned me about. She said that if a wolf is in heat and unmated, she could attract unwanted attention from other male wolves. Trouble. That’s what she called it. I reassured myself that the driver wouldn’t try anything, but the way he kept sneaking glances my way confirmed that he could smell it. When I finally stepped out of the car, the stares began. People looked at me like I was their next meal. I rushed inside the building, my heart pounding. Even the front office staff were wolves, and the way they stared at me sent chills down my spine. After confirming
Maxwell How I found myself at her door was still a mystery to me. I couldn’t explain it. I could feel her, our mate bond was so strong that I couldn’t control myself. Even though she was far away, I could still feel her pain. But why didn’t she feel it? It seemed like her thoughts and mind were elsewhere. Yet, she clearly needed help. Her actions and desires didn’t match her appearance. Three things stood out to me. First, she longed to be with someone, even though she was still untouched. Second, she was in deep pain, someone had hurt her badly. Third, she didn’t care who I was. She treated me like I was just a fleeting stranger. When she cried, I felt it. It hurt so much I could hardly bear it. I wanted to take all her pain away. This feeling was different, unlike anything I had experienced before. Last night, I had to block Zion out. He wanted her too. He was so frustrated he nagged at me. But whatever happened wasn’t entirely my fault, Zion was to blame. What I didn’t un
Maxwell She looks bewildered, stunned I should say. I don't know who she is but something tells me that she was really shocked. “Delilah?” the woman muttered under her breath, but I caught the name. So, her name is Delilah. “I’m sorry, Your Majesty,” she said nervously. “Your servant, Delilah, is not in a condition to meet you right now.” “What happened to her?” I cut in sharply, my Alpha tone slipping through. My patient was running thin. Her eyes widened, and her body tensed. Fear rippled off her in waves. I took a steadying breath, realizing I needed to calm down. Scaring her wouldn’t help. “I… I don’t know,” she stammered. “I was about to call a doctor. She came in this morning, sobbing, and then, a little while ago, her body changed. She….she passed out.” “What?” My heart clenched. My heart burned as I digested her words. “Take me to her this instant.” She flinched but quickly turned to lead the way. I followed closely behind her, my worry growing stronger with every ste
Maxwell “Is she married?” The words left my lips in a stunned whisper, disbelief coursing through me. I turned to the older woman, my gaze heavy with the weight of my emotions. As soon as her eyes met mine, she bowed her head low, as though the truth she carried was too shameful to bear. “Tell me, woman. Is Delilah married?” “Yes, Your Majesty,” she replied, her voice trembling. “She is married.” My chest tightened as her confirmation echoed in my mind. How could this be? A married woman…my mate? The very thought sent a sharp ache through my heart. Was this some cruel twist of fate, or a deliberate test by the goddess herself? For so many years, I had searched in vain for my destined mate, resigning myself to the bitter truth that perhaps I would never find her. And now that I had, this revelation felt like a dagger to my soul. Last night, when the bond revealed itself, I was skeptical. Twice before, women had tricked me, claiming to be my mate, only to betray my trust. My si
Maxwell “Who is her husband?” I asked the woman.” She flinched, at the sound of my voice. I could smell fear in her demeanour. “He is an Alpha,” she said. But I furrowed my brows, waiting for her to continue. “He is the Alpha of the Blue moon Pack. Alpha Farrell.” “Alpha Farrell?” I asked. Although the question was directed more to myself. So, he is the one I will be sharing my mate with. A werewolf.” I muttered. Great. “Send for her husband, and be quick about it,” I commanded, my voice trembling yet still carrying the weight of authority. My heart raced as if it knew something ominous lay ahead. “Yes, Your Majesty,” the older woman replied, bowing deeply before leaving. I turned to Cross, my trusted Beta. “Cross, follow her. Make sure he understands the urgency of the situation. Tell him this is a matter of life and death.” Cross nodded firmly. “Yes, Your Majesty.” He approached the woman, gesturing for her to follow him. “Ma’am, come with me.” She hesitated, her face pale
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