Hello, it's me Adunni. The author of FERAL ROMANCE. This is my first author note and at the time of writing this, I can see I have only a few readers which I really, really, really appreciate. I hope my book becomes a big thing on this platform.As to why I'm writing this note, I don't know if any of you have noticed, but the myth involved in my werewolf book is purely fictional, especially with the introduction of Dhruv and the addition of Faes. I tried my best not to derail completely from the original history of werewolves that's known. If anyone is pissed by this, I deeply apologize. However, I believe I'm free to write beyond my imagination. Starting from this point, the book would take a darker turn, and I can promise most of you all would only end up feeling for Annalisa— my beloved protagonist. She would make decisions that would make a lot of you hate her. There would be mention of sexual assaults and there would be descriptive smut, which is why this book is rated 18+. Even
"Because, Annalisa, I am Dhruv," he announced resolutely. "I am Cessi's younger brother, and I know you're aware about the existence of a basement in this mansion."I blinked once, then twice, before finally comprehending what Alexander said to me. He was aware that I knew about the existence of the basement, but how? I made sure to prowl quietly. Although, with all he had said, one thing kept reverberating through my being; He was Dhruv? My head was spiraling and my chest kept on hurting, it was as though I was being pierced by thousands of needles. It hurt. It really hurt. I rose up from where I was seated, moving away from Alexander. I felt disoriented. Lost. My head throbbed, likely due to the overwhelming information that Alexander—or rather, Dhruv—had just divulged to me. I really wanted to believe him, but every word he uttered seemed far-fetched. Unbelievable. Simultaneously, I wished to trust him and desperately hoped he wasn't deceiving me. I was torn between conflicting em
"Thank you," I said to Aliya as she handed me a mug of green tea. It did well to help with my hurting chest. As Aliya walked away from the living room, I calmly stood up and headed towards the window. I could see the training ground from where I stood. The training ground had two segments, the male and female. The male side was split up into different sections. There was a place for swordsmanship, where the warriors had the opportunity to be sparring partners with some of the best swordsmen in the pack. There was a place for hand to hand combat. There was a place for archery, where surprisingly Julian's younger sisters, the twins — Grace and Grimes, were in charge of overseeing the activities in that section. The twins had arrived in the kingdom yesterday, after their brother made them drop out of the archery competition because of the sudden news of the werebies arrival. Two days after my awareness of the werebies sudden awakening, tension filled the whole kingdom as news of the ar
The sun was scorching. The ground was hot. My back was hurting badly. With my body drenched in sweat, I tried rounding up my third set of sit-ups. It was my last set. To my surprise, I had underestimated the difficulty of the exercise. Canary had suggested I do sit-ups alongside Sophia and the tall, beautiful, lady I'd seen with them earlier. Her name was Katniss. She was my biggest cheerleader as I attempted to do my third set of sit-ups. With each sit-up, my back throbbed with an agonizing pain, yet I persisted.By the time I was done, I fell with my back to the floor, gasping for air. There was a loud cheer around, which made me sit up straight, ignoring the spasms shooting at my back. I was wrong, Katniss wasn't even my biggest cheerleader. Apparently, all the female warriors were rooting for me. Katniss, a towering figure of resolute strength and beauty, approached me. She was huge, robust, bigger than an average female warrior. She had an oblong face and her platinum blonde
Katniss led the way as we moved to the training hall. The pain I felt at my back slowed me down a bit as I trailed behind. I couldn't stop thinking about Alexander's mimic of me, it made my cheeks heat up more in embarrassment while my heart skipped a beat. It was cute. He was cute. I was beginning to see sides of him I never knew he had. I thought he was cold and unfeeling, but his recent behavior, and the way he acted around his comrades got me questioning who the real Alexander was; Did I even know him?"You should smile more, Luna," Katniss glanced back at me, her observation prompting my attention back to her. We finally stepped into the vast training hall, and it was then that I realized the subconscious smile I had on my face. "You're different from the rumors I've heard about you."I dropped down the nunchucks and settled on the floor, intently observing Katniss as she approached a section displaying various orderly arranged weapons. The training ground sprawled out before us,
NB: To everyone reading this book, if there's any questions you need to ask or if there's anything you're curious about in regards to Lycans and Fae existence, please feel free to ask questions. I would answer all of them. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE.The 899 was being held in the ballroom, and important people across all five kingdoms were in attendance. There was a precise seating arrangement which was meticulously followed based on each attendee's significance and status. The first row was reserved for the Alpha kings, accompanied by the esteemed sage Bernadette. The second row housed the Alphas themselves, while the third row belonged to the Beta's of the Alpha kings. The fourth row was designated for the Betas of the Alphas. The fifth row accommodated both the Luna's of the Alpha kings and the Alpha's. The sixth row was occupied by the Omega's, and subsequent rows were filled by members of each kingdom council.I had the choice to sit between the Luna and the Omega's row, but I chose to
Immediately the 899 came to an end, I stood up and made my way to the toilet. I went into one of the stalls to have a private moment for myself as I kept thinking of What sage Bernadette said. Calixto would have to be eaten by Alexander? I was distorted by the thought of it, but for some unknown reason, something told me Alexander wouldn't have any problems with it. The first time we'd met, he had drawn blood from me.Before leaving the stall, I flushed the toilet and headed over to the basin. I washed my hands and rinsed my face, thankfully I wasn't wearing any make-up so I didn't have to worry about washing my makeup off. As I picked up a brand new towel from the wooden slab, I felt another presence in the toilet.Chiara-serafina.I had done well to ignore her presence at the 899 room, yet here she was again. I could see her movement from the reflection of the large mirror. She didn't enter the toilet stall, and there was an almost menacing look on her face as she strode towards me.
The sight at my front made my eyes go wide with panic, my mouth widely opened while my pulse raced. Chiara seemed like she was at the verge of death, seeing something that neither Jacob nor I could see. She was gasping for air, screaming and pulling her hair out as she tried fighting her way out of her brother's hand. I rushed into the restroom on an impulse, crouching next to Jacob who barely noticed my presence, and if he did, I wasn't acknowledged. He had his sister curled up in his arms. He was whispering words into her ear, massaging her arms. "Stay with me, Rocha," he said as he gently laid her on the floor and began to loosen her gown.I could see the fear in his eyes. Chiara fought and bit Jacob's hands but he overpowered her, holding her down to the floor, his hands trembling as he slowly pulled her gown down her waist and revealed her naked breast. "It's going to be okay."I almost puked at the sight. There was a nasty wound on one of her breasts, one that wasn't even healed