CHAPTER TWENTY SEVENLESLEYThe aftermath left the battlefield quiet, but for the muffled crackling of burning lumber and the cries of the wounded. Eventually, after hours of nonstop fighting, the rogues had fled and vanished into the darkness. However, the cost of their retreat was high for us. The debris of our house was strewn all around me, and blood marked the fields where my troops had fallen. A menacing reminder of the night's destruction, the omegas homes were in ruins. I dabbed at my perspiration and bloody brow, attempting to contain the growing wave of annoyance and rage that was about to overflow. This was a shattering blow to the strength and morale of the pack, not merely a battle lost. For what purpose? Because of the Elders’ stubbornness? Their endless protocol that had our hands held, when we needed help the most? My gaze fell on the captured rogues, as I scanned the scene before me—snarling and growling defeated figures who had been chained and restrained by my warri
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHTCHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT LESLEY Jeremy and I, made our way to the chambers of the head of the Elders. It was a large hall, one that always made us feel as if we were walking into an ancient arena, the weight of past traditions pressing down on my shoulders. But tonight was different. I wasn’t here to adhere to protocol or be tied down by their rules. I was here go get us a need for survival. Jeremy was right. The time for waiting has finally come to an end, and if the Elders couldn’t see the urgency of the situation, then I would make them see it. Wether they like it or not. As we approached the grand entrance, two guards stepped aside, recognizing Jeremy and I. They opened the doors, and our footsteps echoed through the hall as we entered. The chamber was dimly lit, with tall, iron-wrought windows letting in the faint glow of the moon. At the far end of the room sat the Elder, head of the council of werewolves and supernatural beings. The elder was an imposing figure
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE MIRA The room felt smaller now. The air hung heavy with disappointment and a sense of betrayal that I couldn't’t quite shake. I have been preparing to leave, packing my belongings in slow, measured movements, trying to push down the growing rage that had began to grow inside me since the elders decision. They had disrespected me again, doubting my abilities despite everything I had done to show them as proof. I let out a shaky breath, pausing with a shirt clenched tightly in her hands. I could hear their voices in her mind, the murmurs of doubt that had followed her throughout her entire career. "She's too young. Too naive. Not ready to take on real responsibilities" it didn't matter how many times I'd proven myself, how many battles i had fought and won in their name. To the elders, she would always be the girl who needed to be watched, who needed to be doubted. I tossedy shirt into the bag with a frustrated grunt, blinking back the sting of tears. No, I won't c
CHAPTER THIRTY MIRA I stood by the window, lost in my thoughts while starring into the moonlit night. The cool air brushed through the trees, rustling leaves and calming my mind. I felt peace in the wind. I had agreed to meet Sharon, the Oracle, tomorrow. Jeremy had promised to accompany me, but what she agreed on hung over my shoulders like the weight of a storm cloud. A soft knock sounded at my door disrupting my thoughts. Of course it was Jeremy. He stepped in before I could even respond. His presence filled the room with so much energy and I couldn't deny the fact that he was the alpha. Though I tried resisting his power for so long. I knew I just couldn't keep the distance between us forever. “You haven’t given me an answer,” Jeremy reminded me as he stepped closer towards me, crossing his arms the room. His dark and piercing eyes searched for me. He was always calm and so confident. I swallowed hard, feeling the pressure of his gaze. I had given him an answer, but it wasn't th
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE ALPHA LESLEY I walked around the kitchen, trying to make sure that everything was in order. I knew how much Martin loved whatever would go into his stomach, and I made sure to supervise the kitchen and the food myself. My brother and the eldest among the alpha brothers would return today, and a banquet is being prepared to honour him and welcome him back to the palace. He had been on a trip for almost a year, and he was finally coming back to the palace. Jeremy inspected the preparation of Martin's room and the arrangement of the rest of the house. I made sure new flowers were bought the previous day and placed them in the right places in the house. A few arrangements had been made the previous night. I kept checking my wrist for the time. Martin would arrive in less than an hour. I didn't want him to arrive when the food was yet to be completely cooked. I wanted everything to be set when he would finally arrive. "Let's hurry, let's hurry," I clapped my hands as I
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO MIRA "How are we sure that this fetish woman is not playing some games with this pack?" I stopped once I heard the conversation from a corner of one of the Chambers. I was heading to the garden when I noticed that I was being discussed. Of course, I knew their conversation was about me. I stopped by the door and placed my ear close to the window to listen in on their conversation. "We have tried different means and got played several times. What makes them think we will trust this woman? What makes her different from others who have played us in the past?" "I don't think I want to be fooled by anyone else. We should not become so desperate that we begin to look and act very miserable. As miserable as our problems." The other Elders quickly agreed with him. It was pointless trying to convince them. Maybe my mission would not be successful after all. My heart began to throb as I listened to them talk about me in such an ill manner. I leaned away from the wall. I alr
CHAPTER THIRTY THREE JEREMY "How come we never kissed in the long run? Even though we played the role of husband and wife during a school drama some years ago." Celia and I had been in her room for a while now. She had been talking about different things from our childhood. She seemed to be in the mood to remember things that morning. She had a very retentive memory. There were a few things she recalled that I would not have remembered if she hadn't mentioned them. I didn't even remember a few things she spoke about at all. Her sudden question about us kissing left me speechless. I didn't have any reply to the question that she had just asked. Celia burst out in laughter and tapped my shoulder playfully. "Did you see that look on your face?" She asked while struggling to get hold of herself. "I mean, it was a joke. You shouldn't take things too seriously." I giggled. "Nah, I was just thinking about it. I just wanted to know the reason, too." Celia was smiling. "Thinking about it tru
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR NARRATOR The three brothers were together, trying to wrap their heads around what was going on. Martin seemed very pissed. He paced the room angrily as he kicked whatever got in his way. The brothers could hear the soldiers training in the training ground. They were in the resting room beside the training ground. He had called the brothers in there immediately as soon as they gathered for the training. "I wonder why you let things get to this extent without calling me to tell me." Martin was spitting fire. He had been scolding Lesley ever since he walked into the room. Lesley just stood at a spot with both hands behind his back. His head was bowed. "How did you even let things get this bad?" Martin turned away from Lesley and faced Jeremy now. It was time for Jeremy to get his own taste of the medicine. "And you!" He accused him as he approached him with a fierce tone. "How could you keep something as important as this from me? You know Lesley's ego would not let
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR NARRATOR The three brothers were together, trying to wrap their heads around what was going on. Martin seemed very pissed. He paced the room angrily as he kicked whatever got in his way. The brothers could hear the soldiers training in the training ground. They were in the resting room beside the training ground. He had called the brothers in there immediately as soon as they gathered for the training. "I wonder why you let things get to this extent without calling me to tell me." Martin was spitting fire. He had been scolding Lesley ever since he walked into the room. Lesley just stood at a spot with both hands behind his back. His head was bowed. "How did you even let things get this bad?" Martin turned away from Lesley and faced Jeremy now. It was time for Jeremy to get his own taste of the medicine. "And you!" He accused him as he approached him with a fierce tone. "How could you keep something as important as this from me? You know Lesley's ego would not let
CHAPTER THIRTY THREE JEREMY "How come we never kissed in the long run? Even though we played the role of husband and wife during a school drama some years ago." Celia and I had been in her room for a while now. She had been talking about different things from our childhood. She seemed to be in the mood to remember things that morning. She had a very retentive memory. There were a few things she recalled that I would not have remembered if she hadn't mentioned them. I didn't even remember a few things she spoke about at all. Her sudden question about us kissing left me speechless. I didn't have any reply to the question that she had just asked. Celia burst out in laughter and tapped my shoulder playfully. "Did you see that look on your face?" She asked while struggling to get hold of herself. "I mean, it was a joke. You shouldn't take things too seriously." I giggled. "Nah, I was just thinking about it. I just wanted to know the reason, too." Celia was smiling. "Thinking about it tru
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO MIRA "How are we sure that this fetish woman is not playing some games with this pack?" I stopped once I heard the conversation from a corner of one of the Chambers. I was heading to the garden when I noticed that I was being discussed. Of course, I knew their conversation was about me. I stopped by the door and placed my ear close to the window to listen in on their conversation. "We have tried different means and got played several times. What makes them think we will trust this woman? What makes her different from others who have played us in the past?" "I don't think I want to be fooled by anyone else. We should not become so desperate that we begin to look and act very miserable. As miserable as our problems." The other Elders quickly agreed with him. It was pointless trying to convince them. Maybe my mission would not be successful after all. My heart began to throb as I listened to them talk about me in such an ill manner. I leaned away from the wall. I alr
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE ALPHA LESLEY I walked around the kitchen, trying to make sure that everything was in order. I knew how much Martin loved whatever would go into his stomach, and I made sure to supervise the kitchen and the food myself. My brother and the eldest among the alpha brothers would return today, and a banquet is being prepared to honour him and welcome him back to the palace. He had been on a trip for almost a year, and he was finally coming back to the palace. Jeremy inspected the preparation of Martin's room and the arrangement of the rest of the house. I made sure new flowers were bought the previous day and placed them in the right places in the house. A few arrangements had been made the previous night. I kept checking my wrist for the time. Martin would arrive in less than an hour. I didn't want him to arrive when the food was yet to be completely cooked. I wanted everything to be set when he would finally arrive. "Let's hurry, let's hurry," I clapped my hands as I
CHAPTER THIRTY MIRA I stood by the window, lost in my thoughts while starring into the moonlit night. The cool air brushed through the trees, rustling leaves and calming my mind. I felt peace in the wind. I had agreed to meet Sharon, the Oracle, tomorrow. Jeremy had promised to accompany me, but what she agreed on hung over my shoulders like the weight of a storm cloud. A soft knock sounded at my door disrupting my thoughts. Of course it was Jeremy. He stepped in before I could even respond. His presence filled the room with so much energy and I couldn't deny the fact that he was the alpha. Though I tried resisting his power for so long. I knew I just couldn't keep the distance between us forever. “You haven’t given me an answer,” Jeremy reminded me as he stepped closer towards me, crossing his arms the room. His dark and piercing eyes searched for me. He was always calm and so confident. I swallowed hard, feeling the pressure of his gaze. I had given him an answer, but it wasn't th
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE MIRA The room felt smaller now. The air hung heavy with disappointment and a sense of betrayal that I couldn't’t quite shake. I have been preparing to leave, packing my belongings in slow, measured movements, trying to push down the growing rage that had began to grow inside me since the elders decision. They had disrespected me again, doubting my abilities despite everything I had done to show them as proof. I let out a shaky breath, pausing with a shirt clenched tightly in her hands. I could hear their voices in her mind, the murmurs of doubt that had followed her throughout her entire career. "She's too young. Too naive. Not ready to take on real responsibilities" it didn't matter how many times I'd proven myself, how many battles i had fought and won in their name. To the elders, she would always be the girl who needed to be watched, who needed to be doubted. I tossedy shirt into the bag with a frustrated grunt, blinking back the sting of tears. No, I won't c
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHTCHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT LESLEY Jeremy and I, made our way to the chambers of the head of the Elders. It was a large hall, one that always made us feel as if we were walking into an ancient arena, the weight of past traditions pressing down on my shoulders. But tonight was different. I wasn’t here to adhere to protocol or be tied down by their rules. I was here go get us a need for survival. Jeremy was right. The time for waiting has finally come to an end, and if the Elders couldn’t see the urgency of the situation, then I would make them see it. Wether they like it or not. As we approached the grand entrance, two guards stepped aside, recognizing Jeremy and I. They opened the doors, and our footsteps echoed through the hall as we entered. The chamber was dimly lit, with tall, iron-wrought windows letting in the faint glow of the moon. At the far end of the room sat the Elder, head of the council of werewolves and supernatural beings. The elder was an imposing figure
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVENLESLEYThe aftermath left the battlefield quiet, but for the muffled crackling of burning lumber and the cries of the wounded. Eventually, after hours of nonstop fighting, the rogues had fled and vanished into the darkness. However, the cost of their retreat was high for us. The debris of our house was strewn all around me, and blood marked the fields where my troops had fallen. A menacing reminder of the night's destruction, the omegas homes were in ruins. I dabbed at my perspiration and bloody brow, attempting to contain the growing wave of annoyance and rage that was about to overflow. This was a shattering blow to the strength and morale of the pack, not merely a battle lost. For what purpose? Because of the Elders’ stubbornness? Their endless protocol that had our hands held, when we needed help the most? My gaze fell on the captured rogues, as I scanned the scene before me—snarling and growling defeated figures who had been chained and restrained by my warri
CHAPTER TWENTY SIXLESLEYFrustration gnawed at me with every passing second as I paced restlessly around the Elder's chambers. The sun had long been set, casting a light golden glow over the pack’s headquarters. The urgency of the situation weighed heavily on my shoulders, and the Elders council, seated before me, seemed maddeningly indifferent to the crisis. For what felt like an eternity, I had been trying to negotiate with them, desperate to convince them to let Mira, the fetish woman, begin her work immediately. The stakes were too high for their hesitance. Standing in front of the Elders, I fought to keep my voice calm, but annoyance lingered just beneath the surface. “We should have been informed earlier, in detail, about her role in this before bringing her here,” one of the Elders said, a tall, imposing man with grey hair his stern expression unwavering. “We don’t make such decisions rashly. It’s an act of betrayal, Lesley—you went behind our backs by bringing her here.” I cl