As we left for home, my mind was racing with thoughts about what the elders had said and about the prophecy.
Whoa, a goddamn prophecy! In the werewolf community, prophecies are regarded with utmost seriousness.A tale woven through generations, hinting at truths hidden beneath layers of time. I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to it than just stories.Arriving at the house, we were greeted by an elderly woman who was all smiles."Reena, meet Granny Greta. Gran, this is my chosen bride, Reena," Ashton introduced."What a darling!" Granny exclaimed. With a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye, she welcomed me as if I were part of the family.Experiencing someone so kind was completely foreign to me. since i can remember, everyone I've ever met has caused me some form of hurt, so encountering Greta felt like a refreshing change.Ashton gave her a quick kiss on the forehead and said, "I’ll leave her in your car"Hello, Reena. A lovely day, isn't it?" Linda asked with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.Not now that you are here. "It is, indeed," I responded with a smile of my own, two can play this game.“I didn't know you were coming on this trip.”“Why's that?” I asked.With a casual shrug, she replied, "Well, because you know nothing about the pack, your coming along seems kind of… useless.”I inhaled sharply but kept my composure. I didn’t want to show her how much her words affected me.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ashton stepping out of his car to speak with Cauldron, then I faced her.“Oh really? Well, he might have had a change of heart. Which explains my being here.”“Not quite, you must have seduced or coerced him into bringing you along.”“Coerced? Ashton? That's surprising; I had no idea you held my abilities in such high regard.” I said with my hand to my chest.Her face contorted with anger and annoyance. "Of course I don't, you weakling!”"What are you guys talking
Lyra rushed into my room the next morning, her voice cutting through the remnants of my sleep like a sharp knife. “Your Highness, wake up!” she called, urgency lacing her tone. Still drowsy from sleep, I squinted at the sunlight streaming through the window. “What is it?” I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. “The king told me to get you ready and to pack a few essentials for traveling.” she explained, her hands busy gathering my clothes."Traveling?" I exclaimed, the words he said about leaving last night replaying in my mind like a haunting melody. "But he’s the one who’s leaving today!" I protested.“Well, he said you should get ready,” Lyra insisted, her expression unwavering. Panic surged through me, this is not right. “I need to see him!” I declared.“Wait, Your Highness, he…”Without listening to her, I dashed downstairs, intent on confronting him. I needed to understand why he was taking me along with him.When I reached the grand hall, I halted abruptly. There, gathered around a lo
"What was the situation?" I asked.“There have been kidnappings and killings going on.” As she spoke, I could see the worry etched on her face. “The lycan king is working on it though.”“Have those issues been resolved?”“No, but during the celebration, five members of our pack went missing. Now, everyone is scared.”A profound heaviness settled in my chest. These people are becoming like family to me. The idea that something malicious could threaten them sent chills down my spine."What measures are being taken?" I asked, my concern palpable."The lycan king has spoken with the elders and the guards. They’re increasing patrols and setting up watch groups. I hope it's enough," she said, anxiously."Okay, I hope so too. So, how was the celebration?" I asked, trying to cheer her up, and immediately her eyes twinkled.“It was so much fun! I really wish you could have joined us; you would have enjoyed it!”“All the same, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Lyra?”“Yes? Your Highness.”"Have you hear
Okay, but it didn't just halt midway, it seems it's been restrained. I saw it snarl at something behind me and felt a shiver run down my spine. Instinctively, I turned around. And there he was, majestic and imposing, my tormentor as well as my savior. The lycan king stood in the middle of the hall with one of his hand raised.Turns out he used his ability to immobilize the beast’s movement. I exhaled, I’ve never been so relieved to see someone.With a swift wave of his wrist, he tossed the creature aside. It flew through the air, landing with a heavy thud.I felt momentarily relieved, but that relief was short-lived as the creature quickly stood up.I ducked behind a pillar as the beast shook its head, its eyes blazing with rage. It snarled and charged towards Ashton.They both fought, the creature exhibited immense strength, yet Ashton proved to be the more formidable opponent. Realizing it could not overpower Ashton, the beast then turned its attention toward me.Without hesitati
I froze, the voice echoed through my mind. I looked around but, seeing no one on sight. Then, returning my gaze back to the wolf.“Is that you?” I asked, still in shock. “Yes, it is me speaking to you,” replied the wolf. “I am Aric.” My heart raced with a mixture of fear and excitement. "You're a member of the pack?" I asked.“Yes, I am.”I eyed it with suspicion and requested to check if I could identify him among the pack. “Could you please shift back to your human form? It would make our conversation easier.”“No, I can't.”“Can't or won't?”“I can't, at least for now.”“Ok your choice. Why are you here anyway?” “To see the future lunar of the Red Creek pack, of course.”“Well, there's not much to see, I assure you.”“I wouldn't say that,” he replied and from there we talked about a lot of things, particularly the pack.After sometime, he said, “I must leave now.”“Really,” I said, feeling disheartened as I was beginning to bond with him. “Will you come again?”“Do you want me
REENA'S POV The evening moonlight filtered through the narrow gaps of the wooden shutters. I lay on my bed and sighed heavily. I had been locked in my room since yesterday, a punishment I'll say, decreed by the Lycan King himself. Which was salt in the wound that he had inflicted, the spanking yesterday was painful and humiliating enough, and now this. Well, I'm used to confinement, but why am I confined while Linda roams free? That's so unfair! I propped myself up on the bed, wincing right away as my rear throbbed from the lingering pain of the punishment I had endured. I need to get out of here, I thought. The notion consumed me, gnawing at my insides like a relentless beast. Just then, Lyra entered with a tray of food. "Dinner's served!" she announced, and set the food on a table. She came to the bed, “Your Highness, it's time to eat.” "I'm not hungry," I said grumpily. “You must be, you've refused your breakfast and lunch, and the king isn't happy about it.” “You told