“Elena, I’ve found my fated mate… and I’m marrying her…” After waiting a year for her husband to return home from war, Elena Dooley didn’t expect that instead of hugs and kisses, she would be welcomed by a royal decree legalizing her husband’s second marriage with his mistress. Suddenly, Elena was pushed aside from being a Luna as if she were the third party between the two. But being born into a warrior pack and the daughter of an Alpha of the most respected and powerful warrior pack, Elena stood her ground. She asked for a divorce that would totally take a toll on Bryson’s family. With marriage in ruin and a heart bleeding from betrayals, would Elena trust a man again to be her mate after she rose to be the great warrior she always dreamt to be? Especially if she met the King’s brother, Prince Deacon, who was feared by the kingdom and the Rogues so much that he was given the title of god of war.
Lihat lebih banyakElena's POV
I looked around my room with a sense of warmth slowly creeping into my cold heart. In this very same room last year, I was left alone by my husband on our wedding night, feeling cold and alone.
Instead of the cuddles and kisses I was expecting, I received hurried words of goodbye from him, for the King called him to fight in a battle against the Rogues.
And for the year that came, I was in charge of all the pack issues as I awaited for his comeback.
Standing in front of the empty halls, I stared at the picture of the only family I had left, my husband, the Alpha of Swiftridge Pack – Bryson Renner.
Yes, the only family I had…
Years ago, my father and six brothers died in an unfortunate attack from the Rogues alongside most of our pack’s significant members. With their absence, my in-laws treated me well. So, when my father-in-law was injured in a war, I didn’t think twice about using every means I had to help the new family I had, the Swiftridge Pack.
Though no one asked, I worked to be the best Luna they needed. I would even use my own inheritance to improve the living of their packs and ensure that Bryson’s mother, Courtney, who was sick, was well taken care of. I’ve looked around for the best doctor to check on her and brought every medicine she needed, no matter what the cost.
Although I’ve been a full-time housewife who’s very different from the warrior I’ve been brought up to be, I’m still looking forward to my bright future after reuniting with my Alpha husband.
I smiled as I admired his photo on the wall. He’s a great warrior on the battlefield, but when he was with me, he was nothing but sweet and gentlemanly.
Due to my mother’s last wish, I turned my back from being a warrior and heeded her wishes for me to get married, have children, and lead a peaceful life.
And on her last day in the hospital, Bryson came to her bedside and vowed to her that he’d treat me well for the rest of his life.
Now, the war had ended, and he won another battle that brought glory to the kingdom. Joyful of his return, I held a grand celebratory event to welcome him back.
I was wearing a beautiful midnight blue gown with sparkles on its hem, and I did my makeup and hair. I prepared so well for this, but as I walked toward the hall where the celebration was being held, my in-laws couldn’t even look at me, and the other elders and high-ranking members stared at me with sympathy.
What’s happening? I wondered in confusion.
My questions were then thrown out of the window the second I saw Bryson coming down the stage. A smile immediately formed on my lips as I watched him walk closer and closer to me.
His brown eyes were sparkling with…
My eyes narrowed.
“Elena, I need to talk to you,” he spoke so earnestly that his baritone voice brought a chill to my spine.
"Elena, I've found my fated mate." His words hung in the air after he repeated them, and I saw him smile with a depth of joy I had never seen before.
His hazelnut eyes sparkled with unbridled joy, a stark contrast to the storm raging in my heart, as he continued, "…and I am marrying her."
My wolf, Ava, whimpered inside of me while I froze in bewilderment.
When I opened my lips, ready to refute, he thoughtlessly handed me a letter with the familiar seal of the kingdom.
A cold sweat formed on my forehead, and my legs almost became weak at the sight of it. The last time I received that letter was when the kingdom showed their earnest gratitude and apology when my father and six brothers died in war.
"W-what's that?" I asked.
The last time I received it, I lost the people I love. What would I lose now?
As I grabbed the letter and read it, Bryson spoke, "The King, himself, granted a verdict for my marriage with Glenda. She'll be joining our pack."
It wasn't a question or a suggestion. It's a statement.
Glenda… So, she's his fated mate. How could I not know her? She's, after all, a well-known warrior.
Straightening up my back and keeping calm, I asked, "Glenda… She's a respected warrior from the kingdom, looked up to by every woman and valued by the royal family’s safety forces. Will she be willing to marry you without any title?"
“Without a title? Of course, she’ll be my legal wife and Luna, just like you. You and her will be equal in everything, standing side by side in handling our pack’s affairs.
Legal? Same as me?
I sneered in utter disbelief. “The same? Do you really think making things legal won’t change the fact that she’s a mistress?”
“Don’t call her that! She’s my fated mate, and we earned this marriage by battling through death in the rogue war. You just have to live with that!”
Live with that? That phrase made my ear twitch as it repeatedly echoed in me.
The audacity he had to say such a thing right in my face was beyond me.
“Are you hearing yourself?” I asked, looking at him with eyes filled with betrayal. “Have you forgotten what you promised me on our marriage a year ago?”
He was stunned for a bit. His eyes dimmed as he got lost in thoughts before they glinted with guilt that quickly vanished.
A year ago, right after our marriage ceremony, he brought me to the lakeside near the venue where our ceremony was held.
The moonlight shone before us, and he pulled me beside him, holding me by my waist while we stared at the moon.
He slowly turned his head and whispered his vow right into my ears, which brought butterflies to my belly and warmth to my heart.
“Remember this day, my Love. From today onwards, I’d love no one else but you. You’ll be the only woman in my life.”
My heart was pumping so wild with happiness. I turned my head and met his gaze. “What if you find your fated mate?”
Holding my chin with his thumb and index finger, he lifted my head up and made me stare closer at him. “It won’t change a thing.”
I thought I was very lucky then, but it turned out. It was just a blissful dream I was so cruelly woken up from.
That same man who promised me a lifetime was now looking at me with indifference as he firmly said, “Forget about that. I was clueless then. I love Glenda, and the moon goddess blessed us. We were meant for each other.”
I felt like something in me vanished, and I felt so empty. But despite that, I need answers. Staring at him, I indifferently said, “I want to talk to her.”
“Elena!” he growled protectively.
He took a threatening step toward me. “Don’t you dare cause any unnecessary trouble! You are still a Luna. As long as you properly serve my family and this pack, I promise to give you a child in the future.”
I looked at him in disbelief.
I never thought he’d be so arrogant, totally different from the person he was when he asked my mother for my hand in marriage.
A child? Serve? What did he take me for, a servant? And since when did a child become a piece of reward?
The more he spoke, the more absurd he sounded to me. It’s ridiculous!
Raising my head high, I took a deep breath and pursed my lips as I uttered with conviction, “Then, as the current and only Luna of this pack, I am commanding that you bring her to me.”
Elena’s POVThe drive back to the Ironpaw pack felt both endless and fleeting. Yeah, I know. I kind of weird description, but that’s how I felt.Rafael, who was obviously exhausted, probably not just from last night’s event but from all the years he was alone facing a goddess who knew what, had been asleep all throughout the ride.His small, fragile body reminded me of how much he must have endured all these years. And the emre thought of those things I couldn’t even imagine brought more ache in my heart.When we finally arrived in the pack house, the sky was already a hint of orange as the sun started to set.Jayden and Zara were already waiting at the front porch with a huge smile on their faces, ready to welcome us.Tyson hurriedly got out of the driver’s seat and went to open the door for us.As Deacon carefully lifted Rafael from the seat, a small group emerged from the house, signalled by Jayden and Zara who had an expectant look on their faces.The group was led by Dr. Aris, ou
Elena’s POV“Let’s go home,” I said, the words escaped my lips, bringing relief to my heart that’s been aching for so many years. Rafael, still clinging to my hand, looked up at me with wide, hopeful eyes. He wiped the tears that managed to escape his eyes again and nodded his head happily at me.The journey back to the cars was slower and filled with silence, but it wasn’t as suffocating as the tension that had built up between the three of us earlier, now that Rafael’s wariness wasn’t as high as it had been earlier.I kept Rafael close to me, his small hand warm in mine, showing him that I’d always be here for him and he’d never be alone again. That he could count on me.“Rafael,” I began softly, as we walked, with Deacon slowly following behind us like a mighty warrior who’d protect us at any time if there happened to be a sneak attack from somewhere.Since it was a long walk back to the car, I decided to break the prolonged silence and explain things more to him in detail after I
Elena’s POVThe old breeze of the night howled low as we drove through the outskirts of the Blackridge, the headlights of Deacon’s car slicing through the darkness. Behind us was another car, where Tyson and the other warrior he had brought with him were riding.When we arrived at the border, we passed by a forest along the border. With the darkness, the gleam of the moon, and the cold breeze, I felt even more foreboding. But despite that chill creeping beneath my skin, my heart remained steady, and I was looking forward to the meeting with my nephew.A few minutes after passing the border, we made a stop at a small abandoned resting area at the edge of the woods, as cars were no longer fit to drive through inside.Tyson and the rest stayed behind, giving us space and also to survey the perimeter.Deacon was confident that the boy he believed was to be my nephew hadn’t gone far yet.His scent trail had been faint but fresh, and Deacon’s instincts rarely failed him.“I can feel he’s ne
Deacon’s POVThe night breeze was cold, but it did nothing to ease the weight pressing on my chest as I approached the porch, where Elena was sitting with her back to me.“Elena,” I said, my voice lower than I intended, yet sounded heavy with an emotion I couldn’t yet explain.She looked up at me, startle
Elena’s POVNews travelled faster across the kingdom farther than I had imagined.I had no plan on leaking that it’s Princess Sarah who started those rumours, especially after my conversation with her mother, Duchess Hermoine. Besides, Princess Sarah only did that because of Grand Princess Gelin.She was just a pawn who didn’t know any better.But what I didn’t expect was for things to get out of hand. Whispers alongside the kingdom said that the palace was a den of secrets, betrayals, and disgrace.What made it worse was that now the heat turned on Princess Sarah, and I heard it really hurt her when she heard that Duchess Hermoine apologised to me on her behalf.As much as I wanted to help, though, I couldn’t do anything. And it’s the consequence of what she had done. Hence, she should know how to face it.Meanwhile, in my pack, the atmosphere was also heavy, but it wasn’t for the same reason.“We can’t delay this any longer,” one of the elders said, folding his hands. “Prince Deacon
Elena’s POV“Princess Elena!”I was already at the pack’s gate and was about to enter my car when one of the Duchess’ servants rushed toward me, calling while excessively waving her hand to get my attention.Breathing heavily, she smiled at me and composed herself as she stood upright. “Princess Elena, the Duchess said that if you have time, she would like to invite you for another visit. Or if you prefer, she’ll visit your pack instead.”It might be because I show a sign of shock on my face that she added with a wider smile, “The Duchess wishes to be your friend.”To say I wasn’t surprised would be a lie. I couldn’t help but blink a couple of times in utter surprise and even… a feeling of warmth as her invitation touched me.I know that she was being sincere because Roosevelt Pack was one of the top packs, and they had no reason to flatter anyone, especially not me or Deacon. She was, after all, another royalty.And since I was feeling warmth with her again, I couldn’t help but smile
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