Moon Flame pack. Betaâs residence. 6:03 pm..."Carissa, which do you think would suit me better? I'm still so lost," Helene asked her maid who'd just entered the room. The latter had her hands clasped in front of her, a small smile on her face. "Whatever you put on suits you, mistress." She replied meekly."Of course, I know that. But help me make a choice," Helene excitedly urged, her eyes filled with anticipation."Alright, mistress. As you desire," Carrissa said, walking towards the bed, on which lay two gorgeous gowns. One was light blue, with a flare skirt that barely touched her knees. The other was of a silver colour, studded with diamonds and would fall slightly past her ankles. Both of them had a long lace train, with that of the silver one being longer. Nonetheless, neither of them outshone the other, and without being told, theyâd come with a hefty price tag. The Alpha had ordered someone to deliver these to her home in a sizable box this evening.It's not like she ha
"I instructed you to use 'Sir' when itâs just the two of us," Killian reminded as he placed the headphones around his neck. âDonât let me correct you on that again,â he warned.She swallowed hard, "Noted, sir. AndâŠs-sorry, sir. IâŠ""Why are you faltering?" his brows were creased."Well, this... You see," she didn't know how she would explain. "I ask you again, Bellatrix. What did you call me?"âI called you âSir,ââHe scoffed at her response. âTrying to play smart?âThe omega pursed her lips, averting her gaze to the ground, wondering if it could be so merciful to swallow her. She feared he would be angry if she repeated those three words. "Cat got your tongue?" He asked her, but she didn't dare to look at him. "Weren't you courageous before? How come that boldness has deflated?"Bellatrix's knees gave at this point. However, mustering whatever courage she could summon, she raised her head to gaze at him. "Sir, I'm sorry," She put her palms together. âPlease, forgive me,â"What are
âSure, you can rest all you want. Whenever you feel fully recovered, even if itâs in the evening, thatâs when weâll start.âShe wanted to glare at him, but chose to hold back. âCan I⊠rest for ten minutes?ââStarting when?â he asked, while looking at his watch. âNowâŠ?â If possible, she wanted to say after 2 hours. But she didnât dare to. âAfter 20 minutes, please, sir,ââSo you want the ten-minute countdown to start after 20 minutes of doing nothing?â he asked with a raised brow. That would equal 30 minutes of rest. It was better than nothing. But a thought came to her.âCan I⊠increase it?â she asked in an uncertain tone.âSure. But bring me the bag first,â her mate instructed.She sighed defeatedly and shuffled towards him, barely able to withstand the bagâs weight. After dropping it on the ground upright and close to his feet, she made a pivot, wanting to head back to the opposite tree. Sheâd barely taken three steps when he stopped her.A troubling unease started to build up ins
5 days later. Bellatrix's maid was pulling her mistress towards the Alpha's office. It was barely 6 a.m., the latter was still sleepy, and her feet still felt sore. "I still want to sleep some more, let go of me," she complained while trying to head back the way they'd come. That was a fruitless effort, she was no match for Xoey."I know, my lady, but you'll be fine," the maid reassured. The breeder harrumphed, "You keep saying that, but at the end of the day, I can barely lift my feet. I also have to hold back all day from cursing at the Alpha; he does everything to frustrate me. Yesterday, he threw fruits at me while I was close to the top of the short tree he chose for me. I fell, but he said itâs my fault for falling."âCalm down, my lady. Iâm sure he had a pretty good reason for that,â Xoey softly said, but Bellatrix scoffed.âWhat reason other than to bully me? He just likes seeing me looking more miserable than a cat in the rain.ââItâs okay,â Xoey soothed, but her mistress
As he walked, pack members drew notice.And many were stunned. Just the first day of training, and the breeder had successfully gotten the Alpha to carry her like this?They didn't dare form a crowd to have heated discussions, though.Bellatrix felt embarrassed, so she kept her gaze on his chest. At least it looked appetizing. She could feel her cheeks getting heated."Is it sturdy enough?" Came the Alpha's voice."Yes,"It's not like she could successfully lie about it."Then, it's time for a ride," he smirked, though she didn't see that; some pack members did.Before long, Killian was already sprinting towards the woods. The guards at the pack's entrance gate did not waste time opening the gates for him.They went down on one knee and bowed with their right hands across their chest. "Greetings, Your Majesty," they yelled in concert.Killian paused after he'd run past the gate. "Rise," he told them in an authoritative tone."Thank you, Alpha," they chorused again and uniformly rose,
Bellatrix steeled herself and answered, âGood day, sir. The Alpha is busy right now. Please call back in a thousand days,âOn the other end, Anslan was stunned.How come a woman was the one who answered Alpha Killianâs phone? And did he find her voice sounding vaguely familiar?What did she mean by saying he had to call back the line in almost 3 years?âMiss, who are you?ââThatâs none of your business, sir. Until the set time, please donât bother the Alpha, unless, of course, youâre tired of living.ââYou⊠how dareâŠâBellatrix cut him off, âHave a horrible day, sir.â With that, she ended the call and placed the phone on the desk.Then she turned to face Anslan, eyes reddened, âSir, Iâve handled the call. Is it to your satisfaction?âThe Alpha nodded, âYeah, you did well.ââIâll be taking my leave then. Please excuse me,â Without waiting for her mateâs words, she pivoted on her heel and made her exit from the office.Behind her was her puzzled mate. He wondered what made her act that
Moon Flame PackAlpha's office.^ ^ ^Seated in his dark grey swivel chair was Alpha Anslan. He was clad in a white shirt with short sleeves featuring dark landscape patterns on one side, paired with black trousers. With his muscly arms propped on the desk, he raked his fingers through his curly brown hair, exhaling a deep sigh.He was finding it difficult to focus on his work for the nth time. Resting on his fancy wooden desk was a laptop with its lid raised. Its open screen displayed a paused video on a news website. There was also a neat stack of files encased in transparent folders waiting for his attention; these had been delivered by his Beta, Lorencio Fielder, during the morning hours.However, to his left, adjacent to the desk and on the cherry wood flooring, lay an additional 3 bigger stacks of documents.Just the sight of them made him want to tug at his hair and yell out his frustration. Although that was unbefitting of an Alpha.Feeling his irritation climbing new peaks w
âWhyâre you dallying?â the Alphaâs voice startled Bellatrix, who was about to give in to the temptation of downing one first.âS-sorry, sir. I-Iâll bring it over right now,â she hurriedly said, gently shutting the fridgeâs door after she had taken a bottle of water. Then, holding it with both hands, like it was a sacred artefact, she made a beeline for her mateâs desk. âHere, sir,â she meekly said upon reaching her destination.He tapped the space beside him on the desk, âPlace it here, then, fetch me a glass,â he ordered.She obeyed after setting the plastic bottle upright on the desk. Upon her return with the spotless glass, she took the initiative to unscrew the cap of the bottle and proceeded to fill the glass past the halfway mark, all without any prompting.âAlright, you can go get some water,â the Alpha said, ââŠonly if youâre sure you can hold your pee quite well.âThe first part of his words almost made her jump up for joy. She was damn thirsty, even more now. But the latter p
9:25 am,The packâs woodshed⊠Luna Katelyn was seated with her legs spread apart on the provided tree stump, huffing and puffing. Her shoulders were slumped, and her elbows were resting on her thighs. The maul was upturned, and its wooden handle leaned against her left thigh. Her previously loose grey outfit now clung to her body due to perspiration. Not far from her was her temporary mistress, Xoey, clad in a pink floral, knee-length dress and perched on a collapsible chair. The latter had her left leg draped over the other. âHurry up, Luna. There are still more logs to go,â she called out. Xoey had earlier instructed that she take out ten logs from each of the three huge mounds of logs. That meant Katelyn had to split twenty oak logs and ten beech logs as well. She was to start with the former. She had only split one thick oak log into the desirable bits and size, but she was already this tired. The Luna had never done such menial work in all her life.She hailed from a noble fa