MasukIt’s been two weeks in this Palace, and so far, I have been watching every corner of the palace like a hawk, I have asked questions like I am now with Ralph’s sister, but this time I try my best to be careful so she wouldn’t suspect anything, as much as I tried to be vulnerable, I was on my guard too.
I had to build trust, and this was the only way. The warm breeze stirred gently through the garden as I walked beside Liliana. The scent of roses and lavender surrounded us, their soft fragrance a welcome distraction from the weight in my heart. Liliana was different from Ralph; she was softer and kinder. Her dark, flowing hair, and piercing blue eyes held a warmth that Ralph had only whenever he was with me or wanted me. Over the weeks that passed, he made me meet all his family members and instructed the guards to be more respectful to me, he showed me off and glinted happiness in his eyes whenever he talked about it, as much as it made me feel at ease, the desperate need to know my identity was still within me. I had to go and find who I was before he saved me, and if eventually we were to be together forever, surely, I would return. I took my time each day to meet with new people in the castle, from his mother to his sick father, who was in an enclosed chamber, soon he would go back to his ancestors, he was on the brink of death lying all day on the death bed, his sisters, one of which I now I'm with, she spoke so well, more educated than the other two I met days ago. Her presence felt like a brief distraction from the emotions racing around inside of me as we walked along the stone footpath. “I’ve always loved this part of the castle,” Liliana said, her voice light. “It’s where I used to come when I needed to think or to escape the expectations of being a royal.” She paused, glancing at me with a knowing smile. “I imagine you understand the need to escape from your responsibilities for a while.” I nodded, but my mind was elsewhere. Despite the beauty of the garden, I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread that had settled in my chest since that night. I kept stealing glances at Liliana, unsure if I could trust her, unsure of what I could reveal. “Tell me,” I said quietly, hoping to divert the conversation. “What’s the history of this kingdom? Ralph has never mentioned much, he has been busy with the arrangements of the forthcoming crowning, and we barely have time to ourselves” Liliana’s expression softened, her eyes taking on a distant look as she began to speak. “Our family has ruled for generations, long before I was born. The Elders of the kingdom typically choose mates for the royal bloodline, ensuring that we stay within certain traditions, preserving our power and legacy.” She gave a small, dissatisfied smile “But Ralph… he’s always been different. He refused the mates they chose for him. Said he had a dream once, that he would find his true mate beyond the walls of the kingdom.” “A dream?” I repeated my voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, a vision,” she continued. “He was certain of it, despite the Elders’ protests. They didn’t believe him at first, but Ralph is… determined, to say the least. He insisted that you were the one, that he saw you in his dream, and no one could change his mind.” “And sometimes I wish I could be as bold as he was too, because I too feel the same about my mate, but that would be for another time” Her smile plastered on her lips, she always smiled even in the least conversations I felt a strange chill run down my spine. Ralph had never told me this. The idea that he had seen me before, even before we met, unsettled me. What kind of power did he hold over me that I didn’t understand? The bond between us was undeniable, but was it real, or was I just another piece in his plan? We continued walking, the sun dipping lower on the horizon, casting golden light over the garden. As Liliana spoke more about the kingdom’s traditions, her words became a blur in my mind. I felt a sudden wave of dizziness wash over me, my head spinning as the world around me tilted. I reached out for the nearest bench, gripping it tightly as my vision began to blur. “Are you all right?” Liliana asked, her voice filled with concern as she rushed to my side. “I don’t know,” I muttered, feeling my legs give out from under me. “Okay, I'll send for water now, just hold yourself together and you’ll be fine” She turned to the maids that accompanied us and instructed for water and a doctor But I couldn’t hold myself for much longer as my body became weaker. The last thing I remembered was Liliana calling out for help before everything went dark. When I woke, the soft light of the room felt too bright, making me narrow my eyes as I adjusted to my surroundings. I was back in the castle, lying in bed. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to remember what had happened, but everything felt hazy, like a dream I couldn’t quite grasp. I glanced to the side and saw the doctor gathering his things, preparing to leave. He looked up when he noticed I was awake, offering a gentle smile. “You’re awake,” he said quietly. “You’ve had quite the fainting spell.” “What happened to me?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “You fainted in the garden,” he explained, checking my pulse one last time before closing his bag. After a few seconds of silence, staring at me, he broke the news “But that’s not all. You’re two weeks pregnant.” He kept the stare on my face and I had to look around and was glad we were alone in my room The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Two weeks pregnant, I had known this was going to come out now or later; I felt something inside me a few days ago and kept waiting, just to be sure. A dawning realization of what this meant registered in my head, my mind raced as I tried to process the news, I had to make a decision, I had to protect my child The doctor stood up, placing a hand on my shoulder. “You’ll need rest,” he said gently before turning to leave. “Let me know if you need anything.” “Wait.... please wait” I wasn’t sure where the tears came from but I had to show him how much of a desperate and confused mother I was at that moment He turned to face me, placed his hands on my head for the 100th time to be sure I was okay, and brought out a piece of clothing; handing it over to me, he sat beside me. He looked young, he was probably a newly administered doctor because he looked different from the one who took care of Ralph’s dad Sniffing into the piece, he gave me time to be done with all these, he was patient enough as I searched his face for any sign of disgust or inconvenience but I found none Was he trustworthy enough? How do I handle this on my own? What if he has told Ralph or anyone about it? With that thought, I jerked up, looking at the door to make sure it was locked “Please have you told anyone else this news?” I inquired; fear gripped me for this answer as I gripped the sheets “Uhmm no, the Lycan King made sure we were alone, he said he doesn’t want me to be distracted and I promised I'd take care of you till you were awake, you needed to see him worried in distress, I have never seen him worried that much, not even for his father or when he wants to go for war” “Is there any problem, My queen, you seem.... worried” He moved closer to check me again “I am totally fine doc, but please can I confide with you on a delicate matter, please I'm in dire need, you have to help a mother” I begged as tears ran down my cheeks “My queen, you have to calm down and talk to me, you know you can trust me with anything, the King assigned me personally to you, your good health is my priority” His brows folded in worry “Okay... okay... Please you have to help me here” I inched forward so we could only whisper to hear ourselves “The King has kept me as a prisoner, and even when I give birth to my child, he will claim it and not allow me, I do not.....” He didn’t let finish “Hold up, are you sure about what you are saying?” “Very sure doc, please you have to believe me” I cried even more “The King talks about you every time, and as I told you, I have never seen him pacing much in worry; you are the first person he goes out of the line for, and I can see he loves you; how then are you his prisoner?” “Please you have to believe me, and keep your voice down, all I ask of you is that you do not tell anyone, let this be between the both for a while, when the right time comes, I will tell the King myself, please give me this privilege” Since he was finding hard to believe, at least he can agree to this for a while before I find the next thing to do “If that is what you want, My lady, I will only tell him you are stressed and that you need enough rest and nothing else” “Yes, please” “All right then, and truly you need to rest, I will be on my way then” He stood up to leave “Thank you doc” The last word of whisper, the tears wouldn’t stop coming “And please, I'd like to be left alone, so you can tell him I am still in deep sleep” “At your service, My queen, do take care and call me if you need anything, I'll be in my quarters,” He said as he walked down to the door to leave As the door clicked shut behind him, I lay there, staring at the ceiling, the weight of his words pressing down on me. I hope I can trust the doctor to keep to his words..... Two weeks pregnant. Ralph’s child. What did this mean for me, for the kingdom, for everything? My hand instinctively moved to my abdomen, where new life was growing inside me. A part of me wanted to feel joy, but instead, I felt trapped. Tears boiled down uncontrollably I was carrying his child, but I still didn’t know who I was, who he truly was, or what my future held. And then it hit me like a wave, this child could change everything. Whether I liked it or not, I was bound to Ralph now, more than ever before. But could I trust him? How could I not have ownership of my child? How will I face my child when he or she is taken away from me? I had no answers, only more questions. And as I lay there, the uncertainty grew in me, I knew one thing for certain. Whatever came next, there was no turning back. I have to leave here, no matter what I have to know who I was before now; I have to run out of the dark I know it is risky, but now I have another life to be accountable for and I will take the riskThe morning after the announcement, the keep felt different. Rey noticed it the moment she stepped into the corridor. Servants who once greeted her politely now bowed their heads with visible respect. Guards straightened as she passed, their posture noticeably more attentive than before.Word had traveled fast. The Alpha’s heir. It was not simply gossip now, it was a fact the entire pack was already adapting to. Maren followed closely behind her, carrying a tray of herbs.“You shouldn’t walk too quickly, my lady,” Maren murmured.Rey slowed slightly, though the concern amused her. “You’re beginning to sound like Karl.”Maren lowered her voice. “The Alpha gave instructions this morning.”Rey stopped walking. “Instructions?”Maren nodded. “No heavy tasks, no unnecessary stress and I am to remain close to you at all times.”Rey sighed softly. “That man moves quickly.” Karl had clearly spent the entire night reorganizing the keep around her.Rey resumed walking toward the council hall. To
The pack gathered in the great hall that evening. It was not unusual for Karl to summon them. Matters of territory, disputes between wolves, or council decisions often required the presence of elders and high-ranking members.But tonight the atmosphere felt different. Whispers lingered in the corners of the hall. The wolves seated along the long wooden tables spoke quietly among themselves while servants moved between them with food and drink.Rey entered beside Karl. The shift in attention was immediate. Some wolves lowered their gaze respectfully. Others watched her with open curiosity. A few elders exchanged thoughtful glances.The mark on her neck was visible tonight. Karl had insisted on it.“Let them see it,” he had said earlier, his tone firm. “They should understand where you stand.”Rey had not argued. Now she walked calmly beside him toward the raised platform where the Alpha’s seat stood. Karl’s presence filled the room effortlessly. Conversations faded as he approached, hi
A month was enough time for the pack to change its rhythm. It happened quietly at first. Servants began knocking before entering Karl’s chambers, guards positioned themselves outside the corridor more frequently than before, even the elders seemed to linger when Rey walked through the halls, their eyes thoughtful rather than suspicious.The mark on her neck had settled into a faint silver imprint, barely visible unless someone looked closely but its presence was unmistakable and everyone knew what it meant.Rey moved through the keep with measured calm, aware of the subtle shifts around her. Some wolves bowed slightly when she passed now while others avoided her gaze completely.The bond had changed things and Karl had changed things. And yet, the most important change was something no one else could see.The warmth beneath her palm had grown stronger over the past few weeks. She had felt it long before the symptoms appeared but now her body was beginning to show the truth more clearl
The chamber was quiet except for the steady rhythm of breathing.Karl stood near the edge of the bed, watching the woman seated before him. Rey looked calm, almost too calm for what was about to happen. Her dark hair fell loosely over her shoulders, the candlelight catching faint gold in its strands. She hadn’t tried to leave, she hadn’t argued, she simply waited.Karl’s wolf paced beneath his skin, restless and impatient. The scent of her filled the room, warm, magnetic, impossible to ignore. Ever since the ritual weeks ago, the urge to claim her had grown stronger with every passing day.The instinct had stopped feeling like a suggestion.It felt inevitable.“You can still refuse,” Karl said quietly.His voice carried authority, but beneath it was something else, something less certain. Rey lifted her gaze to meet his. There was no fear in her expression, only thoughtfulness.“I know,” she said.Karl studied her for a long moment, searching her face for hesitation. The bond they ha
KARL’S POVI wake before dawn. Rey is still asleep beside me, her body curled inward as if even rest is something she guards carefully. Her hair spills across my chest, pale gold against my skin, and for a moment, just a moment, I forget everything else.The pack.Politics.Rieka.I trace a finger down Rey’s spine slowly, possessively. She's mine.The thought settles deeper than instinct. It feels… inevitable. I have marked warriors before. Temporary claims, battle bonds, but this is different. This is not strategy or dominance.This is hunger.“She’s dangerous,” the elders warned.They were right. But not in the way they think. Rey opens her eyes, blinking softly as if she senses me watching.“You didn’t sleep,” she murmurs.“I did,” I lied.She studies me too closely, as if she knows better, then sits up, pulling the sheet around herself. The movement exposes her neck, smooth, unmarked.My wolf surges violently. She notices. Her gaze flickers to my mouth. Then back to my eyes.“You
KARL’S POVThe corridor still smells like magic. Not pack magic. Not a wolf.Her magic.I’ve fought rogues, rival Alphas, and hunters. I’ve torn throats and burned villages when necessary. I’ve never felt powerless in my own domain. Until today.Rey stands before me, chest rising too fast, eyes glowing faintly with residual power. The guards are frozen, unsure whether to kneel or attack. Maren is pale, shaking, clearly terrified, but loyal enough to remain standing beside Rey.And I… I don’t know whether to demand answers or pull Rey into my arms and swear the entire world to her protection.“What,” I say slowly, forcing command into my voice, “was that?”She looks at me, really looks, measuring, calculating, deciding how much of the truth I can survive.That alone should anger me.Instead, it ignites something dark and territorial.“I didn’t want you to find out like this,” she says quietly.I step closer. The guards stiffen.“Send them away,” she adds softly. I don’t hesitate.“Leav







