LOGINArwenna groaned slightly from the bed. Her eyelids felt heavy, almost glued shut. But she forced them open, slowly ... gently, the room spun a little, making her feel nauseated. Everything looked blurry until it finally settled.
She tried sitting up, but it felt so hard to focus, so she started patting her head as if trying to wake her brain "What happened to me?" Arwenna whispered. Her eyes scanning through the room. The room looked nothing like hers, it was big... Impossibly large, almost as if it had no end. Her gaze landed on a weird statue staring right into her soul. Arwenna blinked again, trying to steady her vision. For a moment, she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her until the shape moved. Her breath hitched... No, No, No, No What in the world is happening? Was she going to die immediately after escaping her disgusting, predatory husband. A sick feeling twisted in her stomach. Her eyes widened. "....And worse --- on a bed. "Oh Moon Goddess, I hope they don't think I was having an affair!" She muttered in rising panic Her gaze snapped back towards the figure, and she could swear it moved. Her eyes weren't deceiving her. She pushed herself off the bed, only to be jerked back as something yanked her hand back. The chain dug into her skin. "What the... How did this get on me? Arwenna stared at the chain, confused. The figure move again. Closer. Definitely closer The tall, overwhelming shape was almost towering over her. She tried to see its face. Before she could, it was there, charging at her at lightning speed. Her heart pounded, she tried moving but remained frozen; she couldn't move at all. It was getting closer, too close... It lunged "Ahhhhh! Arwenna screamed, and a bucket of water landed on her body. She rose up, breathing heavily. "You woke up bitch" Denise scoffed dropping the bucket "Huh? what do you mean" Arwenna muttered blinking as she looked around "Oh please". Jeff rolled his eyes. "Don't act all clueless after showing your true colors earlier" Arwenna chuckled, her gaze flicking between the three ridiculous siblings staring at her like dirt. "So after I revealed your father's disgusting secret -- how he kept shoving his dick into his maids mouth --- I'm the bad guy now"Arwenna clenched her fists. "What about Edina, Huh?". "Oh that Motherfucking Bitch?". Denise grinned widely. "She would be in the bellies of my beautiful babies soon, with her bones crushed to pieces". "We are deeply disappointed" Gavin the eldest finally spoke, breaking his long silence. "Your act of unruliness earlier.... "Disappointed?" Arwenna laughed. "You mean you're embarrassed that the whole werewolf pack will get to know the honorable Prime minister of the Vihgua Clan died a freak" Arwenna smirked "Shut the Fuck up, bitch!" Jeff snarled and grabbed Arwenna by the throat Arwenna didn't look away. She stared directly into his eyes, her expression calm...too calm "I have warned Jeff", She whispered. "Countless times have I told you, never to grab me by my throat. I might be Omega but I ain't that weak". Her grin spread slowly Jeff suddenly screamed, clutching his head as if something exploded in his skull. He threw punches blindly, slamming into the wall. "Get out of my fucking head" He screamed. He grabbed a nearby maid and began chocking her--- rage driven, hallucinating, and lost. Gavin rushed towards him but he was shoved off like nothing. Jeff crushed the maid brutally before collapsing back to himself, dazed and horrified. Arwenna stood up, her voice cold. "Do you know which specie this maid came from?". Arwenna stepped closer. She was a Shadeborn, a special kind of specie from the Banshee bloodline". Jeff's eyes froze, his eyes wide in terror as his gaze flicked from the corpse back to Arwenna. "You know what that means right". Arwenna patted his cheeks. "She'll come for you... To destroy your soul. To deform it. To make sure you never, ever rest ". "My dear boy, you should have never tried going against me". Arwenna smoothed his hair. "Don't touch him", Denise screamed shoving Arwenna away from Jeff who seemed completely lost. "You've gone completely insane." Gavin stared at Arwenna in complete shock. "You used your Umbral instincts against your own Family. " "Family?" Arwenna chuckled darkly. "Now I'm family after all the disgusting things you and your father did to me"She held Gavin's gaze. "I wish you died with him" "Enough" Denise screamed. "We are done listening to your nonsense. You are going back to Alverda where you belong--- To pack your masters shit since you're so ungrateful". She grabbed Arwenna by the hair and dragged her out of the room. When they reached the living room, she threw Arwenna to the ground like nothing but a piece of thrash "The guards will be here to take you to your filthy Clan". Denise spat. "You'll be lucky if they let you keep your head on your shoulders when they drag you off. Don't think this changes anything". The guards soon arrived with ropes in their hands "Make sure she gets to Alverda.... Useless" Denise ordered with a twisted grin. You never had a place here and you never will " Denise growled "Out of our sight, Bitch!" Denise spoke as guards seized her and dragged her away "I curse you till eternity House of Quintt, your generation will survive nothing and your offsprings will suffer for your Sins". Arwenna muttered loudly enough for everyone to hear Denise laughed waving as Arwenna was dragged off "You and your gold digger Aunt should also burn in hell with Lucifer". "Oh no sweetie," Arwenna whispered a strange smile curving her lips "You will rot in hell long before I do"•••• 𝗔𝗟𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗗𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗟𝗙 𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗡 ••••• 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗥𝗘 𝗣𝗔𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗘: Court room The Council chamber was silent --- Too silent. The ministers exchanged uneasy glances, silently urging one another to speak yet none dared break the stillness Alpha Melrik Vorthen sat calmly upon his throne, one hand supporting his jaw while the other rested on his armrest. His eyes remained closed as though he were meditating yet no one believed he truly was None of the Ministers spoke. One misplaced word will earn a death sentence not a single soul can escape The Court Door flung open. "Report" a fat grinning man who was the Clan's scribe walked nervously towards the center of the room Your Majesty, " he began eagerly his shoulders raised in pride. "I am glad to report that the Mate Match Ceremony was successful. Two hundred wolves within our clan were bonded, and over eighty were mated to wolves from allied clans" Alpha Melrik opened his eyes slowly scanning the man with his ey
Mate!!! A deep, dark growl echoed in my ear. I spun around, my eyes widening, completely surprised as tears clouded my vision. I didn't expect it; I had lost hope. I thought today wasn't for me, but I was given a chance when my eyes landed on the handsome looking guy staring at me like I was his prey, licking his lips. It was Reade Schweitzer, the town leader's son. Soon enough, he started running towards me; in return, I also started running, grinning like my life depended on it. We were almost an inch closer when I was shoved aside. I looked up in confusion, but my eyes dimmed immediately as I saw the one I called mate smooching another lady. I was wrong, he wasn't mine... he was never mine. I didn't feel the spark, the happiness, and the togetherness that comes with it. I felt nothing, but due to desperation, I had lost all means of thinking and would settle for anything that wants me. "You whore!" The lady turned to me, smirking, and seeing her face clearly shocked me—it
ARWENNA'S POV ALVERDA WOLF CLAN 3 Years later It's been Three freaking years. Three years since I was thrown out of the house of Quintt. Three years since I was dragged back into my Aunt's custody due to the clan's stupid rule: Omegas can only be free from their guardian when they turn Twenty Two. My Aunt "Yvonne" didn't mind taking me back, of course. Money drives her than blood ever did. She accepted me with open arms only because she knows I'll do more shitty works for her. And I swallowed it, the pain, anger, my pride I swallowed it all. I pretended like nothing happened... Pretended like she wasn't the one who sold me off to that old fool But none of that matters. Because today is the Belwan Mating Season It comes once a year.. A chance to find a mate... My mate, one chance to finally leave my aunt's house and never look back At least.... that's what I hope. Because I noticed ever since I used my Umbral instincts on Jeff, I haven't been the same, I've grown w
Arwenna groaned slightly from the bed. Her eyelids felt heavy, almost glued shut. But she forced them open, slowly ... gently, the room spun a little, making her feel nauseated. Everything looked blurry until it finally settled. She tried sitting up, but it felt so hard to focus, so she started patting her head as if trying to wake her brain "What happened to me?" Arwenna whispered. Her eyes scanning through the room. The room looked nothing like hers, it was big... Impossibly large, almost as if it had no end. Her gaze landed on a weird statue staring right into her soul. Arwenna blinked again, trying to steady her vision. For a moment, she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her until the shape moved. Her breath hitched... No, No, No, No What in the world is happening? Was she going to die immediately after escaping her disgusting, predatory husband. A sick feeling twisted in her stomach. Her eyes widened. "....And worse --- on a bed. "Oh Moon Goddess, I hope they d
••• House Of Quintt ••• Arwenna POV "You killed him... you caused his death," Denise choked on her words, tears streaming down her face as she mourned the death of her father. Denise looked towards me... Seeing the little smirk plastered on my lips infuriated her, she launched towards me, ready to scratch the existing peace out of my face, but her brothers held her back. She kept struggling, fighting to break loose to come at me and feast on my body like a condemned demon. Today was supposed to be a normal day: wake up, cook, clean the house, and take care of my sickly husband. But I guess the moon goddess had other plans in mind -- today was exactly the opposite. My husband died today, he slept and never woke up. Yes, he died, and I absolutely feel no remorse for him. Do you expect me to mourn for him? No, sweetie. Fredrick married me at 16. I was married off as collateral to pay off my Aunt's debts, that perverted pedophile who was Fifty-six married a sixteen-year-old gi







