“Wow, just like that, Eric is now the future beta.”“I know right? But I still think they should have made him alpha. Sean is not that much stronger than him and to think Monica is now going to be my Luna,” Natasha said with a look of disgust.“Greediness is the beginning of a person’s downfall and you my dear is buying a first-class ticket.” Steven said, walking out in front of them, shocking the three girls. “I can see you are the type that likes bullying the weak.”“Future Alpha Steven, what are you doing here?” Natasha asked, surprised to see him.Steven’s eyes flashed blue as he remembered how weak and in pain Vanessa looked that night and he had to force himself to stay in control. “I’m not the type to beat around the bush so I am going to say this really clear. The next time you would raise your hand or hurt my mate intentionally or not, I will be cutting off your fingers and force feeding them on you and should your mate have a say, I will be feeding you his balls as well.”Na
Five years later.Asher stood aside with a ball in his hand watching the playing kids. He wanted to join them but he doesn’t know how to. No matter how hard he tried, it was always hard for him to make friends and it was because of his stupid temper. “Hey,” he heard and glanced aside to see Anita, the only one that could stand being close to him without a worry in the world.“Hey,” he muttered, glancing down at his ball.Anita walked up to him and glanced at the children as well, “let’s join them.”“I can’t,” he whispered.“Why?” she asked and when he didn’t answer, she sighed. “Asher, you shouldn’t always be like this. Yes you have a temper but that doesn’t mean you have to shut yourself out. We all have a temper. Yesterday, I bit Loila for taking my candy, my daddy said I should try to control my temper and isn’t it the same thing your mommy tells you?”Asher glanced at the girl, “your daddy really said that?”“Uh-huh. Everyone has their temper and we all have to learn to control it
A man stood in front of a big cooking pot and he was dumping a lot of hideous things in it. He picked up the spoon and started stirring it. His eyes turned white when he started muttering an incantation and soon, the pot started boiling and he kept stirring and muttering his spell. The door opened and a woman with snow white hair entered. She walked closer to the man in hood and bowed. “My Lord, I am sorry but we lost track of them again.” “What?” the man yelled, turning around and his white eyes turning yellow with black lines immediately as he grew extra five feet.The woman cowered and took steps back, backing against the closed door. “It’s not my fault, My Lord. It’s the pure blood witch, somehow she always know we are coming and they leave before we get there. I have tried casting location spells on the things they left behind in their old homes but she had put a spell on them, my location spell isn’t working.”“What is that supposed to mean?” The man aske
“Edward…oh Prince Edward,” a mystical voice cooed. “Oh Edward, you better open your eyes before I lose my patience. Oh Edward. Prince Edward.” There was silent and no movement coming from the man lying on the smoky floor. “Open your eyes!” the voice commanded now and Edward’s eyes snapped open and he let out a heavy gasp. He laid still, not understanding what was happening until he took a look of his surroundings. He jumped to his feet immediately, feeling lighthearted and rubbed his temple, closing his eyes and shaking off the dizziness. He opened his eyes once more and glanced around, there was smoke everywhere, no single building in sight and he glanced at his feet. It looked like he was standing on the clouds but he could feel the hardened ground and he furrowed his brows. He looked up once more, there was no clear sky, only clouds of smoke. He moved forward but after moving for what felt like hours it seemed like he hadn’t moved an inch and was back at where he began.
The door pushed open and the girl laying on the bed didn’t as much as turn or look at the young woman that entered carrying a tray of food. Irene sighed and placed the tray on the table, carrying it close to the bed. “Aliyah, hey, it’s time to eat.”Aliyah didn’t move, didn’t flinch, didn’t blink and didn’t make a sound. Irene sat beside her on the bed, she touched her shoulders with a sigh. “Sweetheart, I can understand what you are going through but that doesn’t mean you should starve yourself. It’s been two months, Aliyah, don’t you think it’s time you come out of your shell? If not for anybody but for the little one growing in your stomach?”“No one knows what I am going through, so don’t tell me you do,” Aliyah said.Irene shrugged. “Well, I didn’t lose a mate, no doubt, but I lost a man like a father and as much as it would annoy you, my first love.” She chuckled sadly when the girl granted her a look finally. “You should know Aliyah, Edward may be sassy, strict, tough and every
Irene covered Aliyah up with the blanket and sighed. She caressed her head softly and leaned down to kiss her forehead, slowly casting a spell on her to make her sleep better just like she has been doing every night for the past two months.“So now we understand she feeds on blood. Should we be worried about what she would feed on as a demon?” Sean asked.“Not really. Royal blood demons are like the night howlers, they feed on food and only take their demon form when there are irritated or wants to fight,” Rasmus explained.Sean nodded, remembering that night in the palace that Irene was wounded and the rogues were attacking. The form that Edward had taken making him not recognize him initially. He shuddered at the hideous creature; the red face, the extra feet that made him look like a giant and those glowing red eyes. “Ever wondered why he didn’t take his form during that fight?”Irene and Rasmus sighed and Sean knew why. They really can’t understand why Edward never fought the High
“Hey,” Irene sighed just as Rasmus was getting ready. “Be careful, alright?” she handed him a small bottle which he took, his fingers brushing her skin lightly. She glanced down at her feet, hiding the colors that crept on her cheeks. Ever since the fight in the meadow, she and Rasmus had been playing family to hide in the human world while Sean and Aliyah are their children. She doesn’t know if it was her character that was getting to her but she knows for a fact that she had started caring a little too much for the man and also, thinking about him in ways she has never thought of any man but Edward. The problem is that sometimes the man gives her the attitude that he was on the same boat with her and sometimes he doesn’t. She had found herself wishing to have a vision about them to know what the future holds for them but the vision doesn’t work like that.“Thank you and rest assured that I would come back to you,” Rasmus whispered.Her head sprang up and she looked deeply into his b
“High Alpha,” a man bowed in front of Damien and the man sighed.“What is it now?” he asked.“It’s the rogues,” the servant answered.“Again?” Damien asked.“Yes Alpha, and they looked more deranged the more.”Damien sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Any news from the high chiefs?”“Not yet alpha. We have sent ten letters to them upon your request but they have not replied to any.”Damien exhaled. “Malachi is still in mourning for the death of the prince so it’s understandable. Any news about Aliyah?”“Nothing alpha. The witches are also looking for her as well.”“So she has not contacted her parents since then?”“No single news. We have kept close eyes on them and they have never left their pack. The Luna hardly leaves her room in fact and Alpha Alan, although he carries out his alpha duties, he is like a walking corpse.”Damien nodded and waved the man away. He rested his head on his chair’s headrest as he was overcome with thoughts. The witch Melissa had confessed to them