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Ember's POV: Mother stayed till evening. We didn't jump right into training sessions. She started by telling me all about my witch ancestry, educating me about me being a hybrid, and explaining how I can acquire powerful skills and expertise in magic while making sure that my wolf remain safe. The point was to achieve a balance between my two sides. She explained that it was the blood of Dark Spirits that ran through my veins. The powers of this particular coven were dark and dangerous. Our element was nature, one of the trickiest to bend and manipulate for our cause. And that's why, she wanted to keep things at a slow pace in the start. She insisted that before I could actually start playing with magic, I first needed to learn how to control the surge of power that I'd experience after letting my witch side take control. We did some breathing exercises and she taught me how to concentrate. Literally, she plucked a leaf from the tree, placed that in front of me, and asked me t
Ember's POV:My insides were rattling like some storm had hit me with full-force. A mixture of hurt and anger zinged through my veins and I didn't know how to control it.Taking my suitcase to the same room I used to live in before marrying the rude, rude Alpha King, I unzipped it and started dumping all its contents inside the closet.Once done, I glanced at the clock and gasped loudly. It was already 10 am. Mother would be here any time now. During our last meeting, it was decided that she'd come here three days in a week to train me as a witch.Grabbing my tracksuit from the almirah, I quickly changed my clothes, gathered my hair in a tight ponytail, and rushed down the stairs.On my way outside the castle, I was interrupted by a worried voice, "Ember, where are you going?"I halted in my tracks and whipped around to find Luna frowing at me. Walking closer to her, I stated, "I told you about my training sessions with mother, right?"Understanding settled in her eyes and she nodded
Ember's POV: What did he think of himself? Did he have any idea about what was he even doing? What point was he trying to make here? Yes, I do accept my mistake. I said the only thing I shouldn't have said. But I too regretted that instantly, didn't I? I even tried to talk to him and clear things up more than once but he wasn't even ready to listen to me. Jogging into the closet room, I looked at the suitcases placed in the top cabinets. I scanned the room for a stool and spotted one in the corner. Rushing there, I started dragging that toward the almirah when the door flung open and a very angry-looking Alpha King burst inside, "What are you doing?" he asked with rage. Ignoring him and his presence, I kept pushing the stool until it was where I wanted it to be. Nicholus walked closer, "I'm talking to you." "And talking to YOU is the last thing I want right now," I spat menacingly before stepping on the stool. It had a cushioned surface and I stumbled while planting my feet. N
Ember's POV: My mind awoke and my body immediately went into a fighting mode as I felt something poking my chest. My eyes snapped open and I groaned heavily to find I wasn't in any danger. It was only my little, curious friend who was mounting on my neck and sniffing me.My body relaxed. Lifting my hand, I rubbed my face and thought it would take some time for both of us to get used to each other. But then, there would be mornings when I wouldn't wake up dreadfully because I'd already know it was Milo. My arm instinctively moved to the other side of the mattress and just like the last few days, it was cold and empty. My heart ached to feel his warmth and morning cuddles. I simply missed his presence. I missed our mornings together. I missed the way he used to snuggle me closer and shower me with kisses.I had no idea how things escalated so fast. I wanted to know what was going on in his mind. Why was he so angry that he wasn't even ready to give me a chance to explain myself? Why
Nicholus's POV:At the dinner table, I was cutting through the steak in front of me when Damon chirped, "Wait, what's all that?"I lifted my head to find him looking at the door with curiosity.A moment later, three maids started entering the dining hall with their hands full of packages and boxes. One of them stepped forward and answered him, "These are for the Queen."Ember's eyes shone as she smiled widely, "What? They're already here?"The maid bowed her head, "All the orders placed from the castle are of top priority and are usually delivered in a day."Luna swallowed her bite and looked at Ember, "Even though your excitement is making me curious to know what's in there, don't worry, I won't ask," she winked.Ember rushed out hurriedly, "Oh, I'd ordered all these items for Milo. I'd very much like to show it to you later on, Luna.""Is that...is that a catio?" Damon pointed at a big box.Ember chuckled sheepishly, "Yes. I'm planning to place it in my balcony so that Milo can enjo
Nicholus's POV:"We are wrong. For each other. Maybe we shouldn't have..."These were the words that have been haunting me for the last few days."We are wrong. For each other. Maybe we shouldn't have..."No matter how hard I tried to get rid of them, they just kept swirling in my mind, chasing me everywhere."We are wrong. For each other. Maybe we shouldn't have..."What did she mean by that? I told myself, over a hundred times, that she didn't mean that, that it was just a slip of the tongue due to rage but...how?How could she?I was known as the ruthless Alpha of the North, the most barbaric of all. People trembled under my rage.Rebels were everywhere after our mating ritual, opposing alphas have been talking shit about my dignity, people have been raising questions about this mate bond and I can't remember the number of times I've been consumed with rage due to all that but never once I'd even thought about the words she said so easily."We are wrong. For each other. Maybe we sh
A little before 5, I made my way into the Guest Hall. Spotting a maid in there, I inquired, "Is she not here yet?"She bowed her head, "Alpha had already sent a car for her. She'll be here any minute now."Nodding my head, I walked deeper into the hall and sat on the couch. Continuously nibbling on my bottom lip, my eyes remained fixated on the wall clock. It took me a long time to notice that I was sitting on the very edge of the couch, my posture was erect and my right leg was continuously shivering.My heartbeat was a ticking bomb. It wasn't like I was going to meet her for the first time but after our last meet-up, this one seemed even more difficult and my nervousness was the living proof of that.Getting up with an abrupt movement, I started moving toward the balcony to inhale some fresh air, hoping for it to do its magic.My heart clenched tightly as I suddenly craved the warmth of my mate. Had he been here, I wouldn't be such a mess of nervous energy. Even last time, if not ph
Ember's POV:Sprinting through the corridors, I ran straight to my bedroom. Flopping on the bed, I buried my face into the mattress, and let it all out.My shoulders shook as sobs rocked out of me. I couldn't believe what had been happening for the last few days and how things escalated so fast. Fat tears flowed out of my eyes as I tried to wrap my mind around everything.Just two days ago, I was the happiest girl in the whole wide world who was loved and adored by her mate. But now, his indifference, angry glares, and harsh words had reduced me to the saddest girl alive.My heart felt so heavy. It's sad how we associate our happiness with someone else, how we depend on others for peace, and as long as they shower us with love and admiration, we are happy and at peace but the moment they turn their backs on us, we're compelled to question our whole existence. But the saddest part? When you fall in love, you know it, even acknowledge it but still can't do anything to change it. You hav
Ember's POV: With a tiny body clad in my arms, I turned around to head back into the castle. The wheels in my mind were already churning as I made a list concerning the kitten. We needed to bathe him, feed him, get him vaccinated, build him a home, keep him warm, and... My footsteps came to a sudden halt as soon as I lifted my gaze and spotted Nicholus. He wasn't coming from the woods actually. Instead, he was standing in the window of his office. Discovering the kitten in the backyard must have made me miss his arrival. With a hand tucked in his pocket, he was standing upright and rigid. My heartbeat turned erratic as I realized his gaze, hard and intense, was fixated on me. I wondered for how long he had been staring down at me. At us, actually. Damon came up behind me and started ruffling the fur of the kitten, "I'll help you build him a home." Nicholus's eyes narrowed into thin slits. My sharp gaze was enough to see the clenching and unclenching of his jaw as his glare