Mag-log inElla.
“You must be enjoying my man”. Arla spat, sitting on the table before me, her burning gaze trailing from my head to toes. I stood on my feet,my chest hammering, beads of sweat forming on my forehead.I scoffed, turned to walk away but she grabbed my hands,her eyes blazing coldly. “You can't escape this, bitch!!”. I pulled free with every strength I could muster, causing me to hit my hands on the table. I winced in pain when heart piercing pain scammed through me. “What do you want??!. You can have him”. I swallowed hard,tears streaming down my cheeks,my heart cringes at the thought of being away from Alpha Kingston, he's cold and arrogant,at the same he's the only one that treated me well. “Disappear and never return”. Her eyes flashed with jealousy as he looked around the eatery anxiously. “I'll get everything from mom, I'll disappear after that……”. “Get everything from mom??”. She gave me a threatening glare, sounding confused. “Yes,she promised to give me a better life the moment you return…..”. A laughter escaped her mouth,she covered her mouth with both hands as she continued to laugh so hard,as if I was a comedian. “Like seriously??”. She furrowed her brows and pulled out her phone from her leather jacket. “What's funny,Arla?. Your mom promised to give me a better life and return all my savings she had stolen!!!”. I screamed,my chest rising and falling. “You'll get nothing in return. Thanks for entertaining my alpha while I was away”. She smirked,and began to scroll her phone. I became glued to my spot,tears streaming down my cheeks profusely,I averted my gaze from her. “I'll leave now”. I muttered but her words made me to stop.on my tracks. “I won't let you leave, Ella. I hate your existence and everything that concerns you!!. What makes you think you won't come back and betray us for lying to the alpha??”. She rolled her eyes and kept her phone on the table. “I have nothing to do with the alpha,I'll leave this pack and never return. I don't like Alpha Kingston”. I lied, swallowing the growing lumps in my throat. Would I survive not seeing alpha Kingston for twenty four hours?. What would life be without him….the only person that has cared for me regardless of my status…. I wish I could be with him forever,give him an heir and help him rule his pack. But I was wrong,the true Luna is back to take her position,and now my life is shattered…..my Kingston. “Lost?”. Arla asked, advancing towards me. “None of your business”. I turned to leave with tears in my eyes,but masked men pulled out of nowhere,with fruit knives and arrows in their hands. I flinched, turned around and looked at Arla,she squeezed a menacing smile,her hands folded on her chest. “Who are these people??”. My heartbeat raced,my legs and hands were shaking,my throat constricting. “What is what?”. Arla closed our proximity,she placed both hands on my shoulder and whispered “I want to see you dead,I can't risk being Luna while you're still alive”. “Arla……”. I shut my eyes, letting my tears fall. I had refused to lock gaze with those assassins,the only thing that could be seen was their weird coloured eyes. Arla and I were at the centre, though they didn't come for her. “Arla please,let me go. I'll leave everything and travel to the states. I'll never come back to the pack”. I cried, almost on my knees because of how weak my joints were. My breathing seized,Ieft my mouth open to serve as my breathing route. “You won't leave here alive. I hate you!!!”. She screamed, shoving everything on the table to the floor, hatred and venom laced her eyes,her face plastered with a frown. I noticed the assassins began to march towards us, their sharped fruit knives pointed at me. I never knew Arla could go this far to end my life,with my parents' support. “I heard the alpha has been taking proper care of you!”. She let out a chuckle and slammed her palms on my face. I blinked in tears as I stumbled backwards,my cheeks hurt as if it was punctured by needles. “You just slapped me??”. I clasped my hands on my cheeks and asked amidst gritted teeth. “I'll do more if you want!!. You've been a great bad luck to the hurdley!!. And yes,mom and dad are in support of this!!”. She confirmed my thoughts. I brushed away my tears, stepping backwards,away from her. “Please,spare my life!”. I I went on my knees, stretched my hands to hold her but she drifted back, spitting on me. “How were you able to get in??. Please….spare my life….”. I sobbed,using my hands as a support as I fixed my gaze to the floor. “Thanks to Julia. None will smell our scents,,,,and everyone here is under a spell. They're deep asleep…..but…”. Her eyes travelled from one assassin to the other. She lifted my cheeks to look at her,her vicious eyes met mine,I clamped my eyes shut. “The spell didn't work on the alpha and you??. Who are you people??”. She reached for my neck and tore my cloth that partially covered my neck. “Or you've marked each other??”. She sighed in relief when she couldn't find the mark and I was grateful for that,she would have ended my life instantly. “Take her out and burn her”. She growled at the assassins,one charged before me in a flash, yanking me off my feet. “Arla please…..”. I pleaded,but she focused on her wrist watch and I felt her scent filling my nose,she had run out of time. One of the assassins dragged me to the outside, where a black car was packed. He aggressively pushed me to the back seat and zoomed off. Something slammed my head from behind, darkness enveloped my sight.KaelI barely slept.Even after Kingston left my room earlier with his eyes hard, his voice too calm, and the weight of suspicion hanging between us like a knife, I couldn’t bring myself to close my eyes long enough to rest. My stomach twisted. My pulse thudded in my ears. My brother’s gift… or curse… the ability to detect lies. I had lied to him, and even though he didn’t confront me further, I knew he felt it.He always felt it.When I finally drifted off, it was a restless, shallow sleep. So when my phone buzzed violently against the bedside table, my heart flew to my throat.I snatched it up, blinking through the blur to read the message.It was from my personal servant Mara.My lady… there was an attack in the pack last night. The one who attacked…I think it was your high school friend.My blood froze. Every muscle in my body went stiff.
Kingston pov Sleep held me in a heavy grip until the sharp trill of my phone sliced through the darkness. At first, I thought it was part of a dream something warped and distant but the sound came again, louder, more insistent. My eyes shot open.I reached blindly for the phone on the bedside table, the screen glowing harshly in the dim room. River’s name flashed across it.A call from River at dawn was never good news.I sat up instantly.“River?” My voice was thick with sleep and unease. “What’s wrong?”“King…” River exhaled shakily, the kind of breath a warrior shouldn’t have to make. “We were attacked last night.”My entire body went cold.“What?”“They took Rio,” River continued. His voice broke not with weakness, but with fury he was trying and failing to restrain. “The pack’s head guard. They… they dragged him off before we could stop them.”I sh
Ella’s POVThe sound that pulled me from sleep wasn’t loud, just a gentle knock, followed by the soft creak of the ship’s door. My eyes fluttered open sluggishly, the remnants of the restless fear from the night still wrapped around me like a second skin. For a split second, I forgot where I was, the wooden walls and faint rocking of the ship foreign enough to make my heart race…Then I saw the familiar face leaning over me.“Ella,” Thompson whispered, his voice low and soothing. “I didn’t mean to startle you. I came to check up on you.”The pack’s doctor. The man who had insisted on joining us despite Kingston saying the journey was too dangerous. His presence now felt like a thin thread of stability, something warm in this sea of uncertainty.I slowly pushed myself up. “How long was I asleep?”“Couple of hours,” he answered with a gentle smile, though it didn’t ma
Ella’s POVThe creature’s words had not left my mind since the encounter in the tunnel. Even now, lying on the narrow bed prepared for me on the ship, I could still hear the echo of her voice, warning of a price a big one that would be demanded before we reached our destination. I stared at the ceiling above, tracing the faint cracks in the wood as my mind replayed every detail of the encounter. Every bruise, every trembling movement, every fear filled glance of that mysterious figure haunted me.Had I made the wrong decision? Was this journey, undertaken to save Kingston from the curse, a mistake? My hands instinctively clenched the sheets, nails digging into the soft fabric as if the act could tether me to some sense of control. Yet, no matter how tightly I gripped, the unease remained, twisting through my chest like a live thing.I turned my head slightly, catching the faint outline of Kael rest
Kingston’s POVThe market stretched before us like a living mosaic vibrant colors, bustling activity, and the sounds of laughter, chatter, and commerce weaving together in a chaotic harmony. I let myself breathe, taking in the scene as Ella walked beside me, her fingers intertwined with mine. There was something grounding about her presence, something that anchored the storm of my thoughts. Despite the curse, despite the looming danger, we were together and in that, there was a measure of peace.Ella’s eyes lit up as she watched the merchants and townsfolk, bright smiles playing across faces that seemed untouched by the weight of the world, their energy unlike anything I had ever seen in the typical werewolf settlements. Here, the people thrived, not just survived. The colors of the fabrics they sold were dazzling: deep purples and scarlets, gold trimmed cloth that shimmered in the sunlight, fresh fr
Kingston’s POVI stepped out of Ella’s cabin, my body still carrying the warmth and weight of her presence, but my mind was frayed. My wolf whined low in my chest, an echo of something I hadn’t felt in years pain, worry, and fear all tangled together. It was more than just concern for the journey; it was instinct, primal and raw. My wolf sensed the part of me that had felt alive now dulled, deadened by the weight of the curse that refused to release its grip.I staggered slightly, pressing a hand against the doorframe as my wolf complained again, its voice echoing through my mind. This is the mark of a dying Alpha… part of you is already gone.The words hit me like a blade. My heart hammered in my chest. Six hours on the ship and it already felt as though we hadn’t covered half the distance. The endless expanse of water mirrored my own unease. My wolf’s pain surged with every lapping wave, a reminde







