I yearn for a fresh start, where the path ahead is free of any obstacles or challenges that may impede my progress. I am devoid of any sensation or emotion. My heart swelled with pride as I was crowned the Luna of the Blood Pearl Pack under the powerful and commanding rule of the Alpha King, Blake Gaius Dutch. As the youngest Luna in the werewolf world, I possess an unparalleled power that surpasses even the most formidable of the deathless lords."Your Majesty, the grand hall is filled with the most distinguished guests eagerly awaiting your arrival." The maid informed me. As she spoke, her words pierced through me like a sharp arrow, causing my emotions to flare up. However, I mustered up the strength to smile and watched my parents entered enterTheir eyes are fixed on me, unblinking and intense. Their eyes gleamed with pride as they watched me become even more potent than they had ever imagined, underestimating me no more."Artemis . . ." they whispered in unison, their voices bare
I followed him into the hotel. The hotel says it's closed; the sign indicates as much. But I still tried to get inside, panicky and desperate, but the woman blocked my path, and the guard shoved me away."Who are you?" they inquired. They had no idea I was his exclusive partner, which made me feel terrible.I think he's trying to cover up something.It will be even worse if I tell them I am his mate. I had faith in my plan."I serve as Blake's helper. I understand why he is here since not only was I given permission by his parents, but so was he." I lied confidently; I didn't even make it evident, and I gave them a poker face—they looked at each other, nodded their head, and agreed."Apologies, but you may enter now. Very little noise is not tolerated in room 62 because that's where he is. Since he has a significant other, he is extremely rigid." I pretended to understand what the woman was saying, even in the fact that I could feel the agony in my heart when she said, ‘he has his sig
This life of mine is challenging, and while I believed that I would be a lone wolf for the rest of my life because I am a feeble wolf without a mate, I never anticipated that the man whom I had desired for a significant amount of time would be with me."At what are you focusing your attention?" Blake abruptly stepped in and asked me that question with his deep voice; I could feel my heart beating faster than usual."Why are you behaving in such a manner? Blake. Even if we shouldn't be together right now, we are meant to be with each—""You expect me to be happy after our parents arranged things between us, do you? Well, I knew you were one of them." He broke my train of thought. I found myself looking down and blinking my eyes quite a few times."I'm sorry," I say."You're not. My friends are coming; I want you not to bother to show up." He informed me and ordered me at the same time.I give him the benefit of the doubt. "What's the point?" I inquired. "Are you busy with something with
I was evaluated based on the entirety of his statements. Now, I got out of the room and checked his office, where I discovered that he was not there. I was surprised to run into a woman who appeared to be my age but, in reality, was an omega and was most likely a maid."Ma'am. . ." she stuttered while she was facing me and appeared to be very anxious."Oh. Have you seen Blake?" I questioned her, and she appeared to be avoiding looking at me. "I don't know, but I've learned over the years that if he's not here, he must be with his friends, heading to the club," She answered my question before leaving the room simultaneously.I understand him.Likely, he is currently hanging out with his pals and enjoying some downtime. I put him to shame by exposing myself as his mate. It is entirely my fault for being such a feeble werewolf; I made a vow to make him understand me promptly."It's likely that he went to the club to get his head cold. . ." I mumbled, and I was sure he was doing something
The Perspective of BlakeI don't remember anything that happened, but I do know that my friends have already found out that Artemis is my mate, which is fucking disgusting. I hoped they would never find out about it, but it's over. It is embarrassing to have a partner like her because she is feeble and too sensitive to act, and she gives the impression that she is innocent in all related matters. I am more interested in women who can fulfill my requirements. A flirty woman, for short, is indeed my type.When I am in her presence, I don't even experience anything. There is no chemistry between the two of us.As for now, I had just gotten out of the shower—I looked around and saw Artemis dozing off on the couch. My heart is beating quickly as I watch her sleep peacefully. I was under the impression that it was Hermione, her identical twin sister.They have an uncanny resemblance to one another; her twin sister is the one I liked, and I will never want someone who is an attention seeker
"Hermione?" conversation was started by Blake, and now she appears to be communicating with him in some way, but I am unable to decipher what she is saying. I don't believe that they are near one another either."Wow. . ." His buddies were all murmuring to each other; they were pleased with her, proud of her, and laughing while looking at her; she smiled more as she noticed their reactions."Well. I am confident that you guys are so down to me. . . But I know that was only meant to be a joke," Hermione says."Not quite a joke for. . . me," Jake cut her off, and it appeared that he intended to say something different, but Blake looked at him with such a deathly glance that he decided to change what he was going to say instead.Hermione is seen laughing. "That's pretty great if you ask me. I only desired to converse with my cherished identical twin sister," she spoke in a low voice. I had this horrible feeling that something terrible was going to happen to me, and then she grasped my ha
I fumbled through the words, "I don't need your help," as I backed away from the man who had offered me a method to exact revenge. I have no idea how he could piece together my history and the hurtful things Blake has done to me."I realize you aren't feeling very comfortable right now," I stopped as he spoke, and I gently turned to face him. He flashed me a grin that was more of a smirk than a genuine smile but was nonetheless referred to as a smile.He handed me a piece of paper to look over. The number belongs to him."Feel free to give me a call," he suggested. For me to value this offer, I don't need to have any other information about him. However, I save the paper and tuck it away in my pocket, even if I am not yet thinking of anything else.I never said or said anything else, but I did walk away and get inside the car when she approached me.I started driving as quickly as I could manage. At this point, I don't even intend to return to the house. Even talking to them or confro
Amanda offered her opinion self-assuredly, "I see that you're finally having a wonderful relationship with Blake." she believes that everything is well at the moment. Because I cannot give her a complete account of the circumstance, I have decided to remain mute."Y-Yes," I find it difficult to utter the words, yet they did come out of my mouth nonetheless. I lied.She leaned close and caressed my back as she murmured, "Artemis, you have to train yourself." "You need to get stronger, and what else do you think others will say of you? Like my son doesn't make your power feel better?" she added. I am somewhat insulted by her comments, but in all fairness, she was correct.I chose not to respond, and I actively avoided looking at her. This caused her to sigh and remove her hand from my shoulder, expressing what appeared to be regret."I'm sorry, sweetie. . . I apologize for accidentally telling you that. I will not pressure you or ask what you can do with your skills. I am only curious,