Masuk( 2 days later) Everywhere felt quiet, too quiet, without hearing Naya's voice for two days felt so strange and lonely. A lot has happened within these two days that she'd love to tell her about. How Larsen got justice for her, telling everyone the truth about Scarlett's death. How the slavery relationship law was cancelled from the law code book. Her revenge was served the best way. She was no longer a slave, but now Alpha Larsen’s mate. Her wolf suddenly woke up after Naya was gone, her werewolf scent was also back which Larsen recognized as his mate scent. The core Naya fought with was what gave her life. But at the cost of her own. Elora looked up at the sky, as if she would see her. “ That stubborn, talkative moon goddess.” She swallowed hard, tears forming in her eyes. “ I hate that I miss you.”She muttered, staring deeper. " I miss your words, our fights, our banter." she swallowed. " If I knew it'd end like that, that fast, with no warning, I would tell you
Elora's fingers were still curled weakly against Larsen’s chest when the world began to tilt. Not dramatically. Not all at once. Just… wrong. A slow, sinking pull beneath her ribs, like something inside her was loosening, slipping, like her body was no longer entirely hers to hold. Her breath hitched. “Larsen…” His name came out softer than she intended, barely more than air. He stilled immediately. There was a lingering satisfaction in his expression, a rare softness that hadn’t quite faded yet, but it sharpened the moment he felt the change in her. Her body wasn’t melting into him anymore. It was going limp. “Elora?” His hand came up to her face, thumb brushing her cheek. Too cold. Too fast. Her vision blurred. The room stretched into shadows. And then, darkness swallowed her whole. This was when Naya finally slipped back into the body. But Larsen remained confused. “ Is she exhausted?” He wondered, then chuckled in amusement. “ Already?” But then, his bro
~ No! Don't! Elora, I'm still here!~ Naya screamed but it was like she couldn't hear her voice. She wanted to forcefully separate them but then, she pulled back. She can't. She shouldn't. This was love. A want, a desire that's burning so hot she shouldn't extinguish. Naya’s face curved with a smile. Happy for Elora. But then, it finally occurred to her. What her punishment was all about, what she has forgotten about. Her eyes and ears that her family was referring to, were her love and compassion. The love to see the tears of her creations. The ears to listen to their cries. They might have been stubborn, disrespectful, unfaithful, and rude. But it doesn't change that amidst them all is still a soul that yearns for freedom. For love. To be seen. To be heard. To be assisted. Tears coated Naya's eyes. And she did something with her face full of a smile, she forcefully strengthened a core in Elora, before slipping out of her body, to give them some moment alone even thou
Magnus wondered where he had been the moment he got back. “ You're sweating like you race down kilometers.” He said, looking at the sweat coating his skin. His shirt was also gone. “ Did you transform?” “ For a short while.” He answered, nodding. Magnus nodded in confirmation, but this wasn't the time to not inform him about something very important. “ Our spy is back. With the kind of information you need to know.” “ Where's he?” Magnus turned and called on the spy who jogged in quickly. “ Alpha.” He bowed in respect. “ What's it? What did you find?” He asked. “A lot, my lord.” He began. “ About the strangeness regarding the slaves you're sending to Alpha Harper that kept disappearing.” “ Yes?” he urged him to continue. “ It's far more sinister than you think. The alpha has been gathering every mystical power, rare but powerful objects like a pregnant Phoenix tail, cores..” he shook his head. “ He's running a lab to create an immense power.” Larsen furrowed h
~ Lora, wait! ~ Naya shouted the third time before she finally stopped running. Lost in the woods. She had run out of the mansion, into the forest, just anywhere, from everything, from the confusion. Now she knows there's a reason behind Larson's actions, but the exact reason is what she has no idea about. ~ Are you alright? ~ Naya asked worriedly. But instead, she slumped, panting heavily. Feeling exhausted, both physically and mentally. “ I knew there had to be a reason why he was acting weird.” ~ I suspected too, what are you going to do now?~ “ I don't know. I need to find out what happened and I don't even want to talk to that senseless alpha and…” She paused upon hearing some rustling from the forest. “What's that?” She whispered. ~ Feels…like a wolf presence~ Naya answered and just then, the big wolf emerged, stepping into view. A big, beautiful, white wolf. Elora's jaw dropped. The most beautiful wolf she's ever seen, with blue sparkling ey
( 5 hours ago) “ Explain what this is, Alpha, the claim that you're in a relationship with your slave.” The hairy council demanded. “ I don't owe anybody an explanation. She's mine, and whatever I do with her, is none of your business.” Murmurs rippled. “ Did you know what this is, Alpha? Are you acknowledging the allegations made upon…” “ Is that why I've been called here?” Harper remained seated, remaining and enjoying the drama while the councilor responded. “ Have you forgotten what the rules are?” “ You mean the one I created?” He shrugged. “ I'm going to cancel that rule today. My brother already made me realize.” The back and forth kept going on until Harper brought out a law code book, one that everyone thought was lost. And in the book, it was stated that to diminish a law, if it was about a being… then whoever it is must be killed for the law to be successfully diminished. Meaning Elora has to be killed. ***** “Tell me why you sent her away. I k
Hour after hour, after minutes of thorough body scrubbing, pedicure and manicure was done, painting of the nails with fine paint, drying the hair and styling it more beautifully, applying some light makeup on her, and finally clothing her in a very beautiful black gown with silver beads adorned on
Elora walked into the study room after Larsen, she stood with her arms folded beneath her breast while she glared across the room at him.Larsen sat quietly behind his study desk before finally looking up at her to ask if she slept well when he saw her murderous glare fixed on him." Why are you fr
Elora headed back to the mansion to carry out her duty; this time, she entered the room without feeling nervous about facing Larsen. She entered the room without knocking and met him checking himself out in the mirror, all dressed in black trousers and a shirt." Oh," she mouthed, not expecting to
Her beauty is nothing like Elora's; neither does she have anything in common with her other than the blonde hair. He couldn't keep his mind off Elora, her pure and innocent face and smiles, her fierce character that was so unique and interesting. He missed her; he missed her so much that it made hi







