“You are graduating soon. Did you think about what to do next?” The whole family sits around the table to eat breakfast as every Sunday, the only day they can eat together. During the weekdays, Daria works at the castle, leaving home before sunrise. Peter works all day as well. “I think you should try college. Art would be the best.” Peter spoke out loud the thoughts of his wife. She wanted to suggest exactly the same. They were both on the same page whenever they were talking about the future of their daughter or their family. Just as they were talking, Ariana suddenly stands up and runs to the bathroom. Before she left, Daria and her husband saw their daughter gauging. “I am sorry. I feel a little under the weather,” Ariana apologizes upon her return. Her father looks at her, worries all over his face. Sickness wasn’t something werewolves enjoyed, especially since it wasn’t usual for them. Daria looked skeptical, lost in her thoughts for a moment, as she considered various possibil
“Long time no see Daria. Someone is sick?” Therin greeted her with a bright smile on his lips. Several decades ago, these two were classmates at high school. At that time, Therin loved Daria and wished to marry her, but luck wasn’t on his side. He celebrated his eighteenth birthday a few weeks earlier than Daria, which let him understand they didn’t share a bond. It’s not like he couldn’t marry her just because they weren’t mates, but almost no one would marry right away without at least waiting a few years for their destined one. “Good morning, Therin. Can you please check up on my daughter? Her stomach is acting up.” Therin scans Ariana from head to toe. The shade of green on her face couldn’t be missed. Within a second, Therin's eyes return to Daria. Her face is like an open book. Therin recognizes what worried her immediately. “When was your period last time?” He asks directly, without hesitation. Although this wasn’t directly his specialization, most of the werewolf doctors coul
For the entire time on their way back home, Daria remains silent. Her mind works at full speed to figure out the way out of this situation. The Lycan king can’t ever know about Ariana’s pregnancy. In the best scenario, they would force her to stay in the castle. In the worst case, she will lose her child. That’s not something Daria would wish for her daughter to go through. “Mom. Can we please talk?” They were close to home when Ariana finally mustered the courage to speak to her mother. Daria unintentionally ignores her, lost in her own thoughts, reliving her fears. Ariana’s school suddenly became an issue. Of course, teachers and students would notice the growing bump, but Ariana can’t just stop attending school in the middle of her last year. That would be entirely nonsensical. Daria can’t see the light at the end of this misery. It wasn’t Ariana’s fault, but she got them into a difficult situation. Ariana enters the home right after her mother, ready to go upstairs, to her room,
The reason behind the Lycan king’s womanizing behavior might be the lack of Lycan blood in most of the prominent bloodlines in the capital. Lycan can produce an offspring only with another Lycan or with someone carrying Lycan’s gene. It’s fruitless to mate with a person who can’t conceive an offspring. Daria always thought the Lycan king never chose his queen for this simple reason. “I am not Lycan, but I carry a gene. That itself is enough for me to transfer this gene onto my children. The same as I, you carry the same bloodline.” Daria spoke directly to her daughter. She is the most affected one currently and the one who needs to understand the situation to decide how they should proceed. Daria takes her time to fully explain what kind of role the Lycan blood plays in Ariana’s pregnancy. “Werewolves' pregnancies take six months for the fetus to fully develop. Lycans need double time. In your case, if you find a werewolf as your mate, you will simply produce a werewolf's offspring a
“Your highness. I have some news regarding the girl.” Tarek, the main steward in the castle, tells Marcus while the maids are serving breakfast. Tarek always admired the agility, strength and the wits of his king. “The girl from yesterday?” Marcus asks. The girl should be on the way back to her home. Marcus spent three days with her, letting her enjoy the perks of being a king’s woman, although for only several days. Ariana left his mind a long time ago. “No. The one from the New Year’s Ball. If I remember correctly, she was your mate who came the following morning, asking for rejection.” Tarek politely reminds Marcus about his encounter with Ariana. Ariana’s face instantly popped into his mind. The first time someone talked to him the same way she did. He humiliated her, reminded her of the poor background she had, yet she didn’t break in front of him. She stood her ground and openly asked for rejection. Her behavior left a small mark on Marcus’ mind for him to remember her once rem
“You should really be careful about what you eat. I never thought a wolf could become fat.” Darla Fealome, Ariana’s cousin, mentions when they meet in the school cafeteria. Ariana herself noticed the clothes slowly becoming tighter with each passing day of her pregnancy. Mother told her she should have at least two to three months before her pregnancy would be visible. Yet her belly had its own agenda and slowly grew over the past days. “Maybe you should shut up and take care of yourself. Just be careful you won’t get rash from all the dirtiness you are spitting around yourself.” Tarja, Ariana’s best friend, rushes to her friend’s rescue. From the day these two cousins attended school, Tarja did nothing else but threw back every insult they spit on Ariana. It made no sense to her. These two are supposed to be Ariana’s family, yet they do nothing else but insult her. The younger one remains silent most of the time. Tarja doesn’t even remember her name but Darla, the older twin, always
“This came today.” Daria stands in the kitchen, pointing at the paper on the table. Ariana stared at the paper, fearing the words written on a small piece of expensive parchment. This could only be from a castle. “What is it?” Ariana asked her mother. She picks up the paper, unfolds it and reads. Her inner fear becomes a reality in a matter of seconds. “How the heck did he find out? I thought the doctor would remain silent.” She smashes the paper back on the table. Anger radiates from every pore of her body. He shouldn’t have been able to find out about her pregnancy. Ariana was extremely careful about everything. Not even a single word left her lips. Her best friend didn’t know about Ariana’s condition either, yet the person who cared little about her feelings suddenly seemed to be interested in her well-being. “The question should be, what are we going to do?” Ariana’s mother corrected her. She doesn’t care about how he finds out. Daria knew the doctor didn’t say a word about Aria
“Are you both ready?” Peter asks, but before they can answer him, he sees three bags on the ground, just beside the two most important women in his life. Daria picks up her luggage, urging Ariana to do the same. Peter grabs his, which he knows his wife prepared with their best interest in her mind. She had a talent for predicting almost everything. This allowed her to pack the bags according to what they might need. Ariana carries the clothes which they will need during their traveling. Although it’s winter, they shouldn’t feel cold, but that doesn’t mean they can travel in one set of clothes the entire time. Daria’s bag contains what they could use as a kitchen in the wild. Some spices, hard to find ingredients and utensils. Their country isn’t huge, but it will take up to three weeks to reach the neighboring country. Especially since they can’t use the main road and can’t allow anyone to see them. Once Marcus finds Ariana is gone with his child, he will send warriors to find them.