AMELIA’s POV“Good day, Carl.”“Good day Miss Brown.” Carl greeted with a slight bow.I recognised him, he was one of the men that investigated me when the body in the tub was discovered. He was also one of the men Cassio mentioned, whom Amaya cheated on him with.“Good day, milady. You look more pleasant than ever.” He complimented with a genuine smile, his dimple on his left cheek flashing. I returned the smile with a slight bow.He removed his glasses, and rubbed his eyes gracefully. I noticed that he was quite handsome, which I didn't quite observe during our first meeting. It must be because I had a lot going on that my mind blurred out everything.“To what do I owe this pleasant visit? It's not everyday one gets to see you, Stacia.”“How many times have I told you not to call me by that name?” Miss Brown frowned.Stacia? Her name was Stacia, it was a beautiful name and it suited her. Miss Brown was pretty, and she looked mature. She had pretty brown eyes, matching her name. If o
The storm raged outside, its howling winds rattling the wooden beams of the Red Claw Pack’s stronghold. Rain lashed against the castle-like structure, thick and unrelenting. But inside the war chamber, where firelight flickered against the stone walls, an even greater storm brewed.Talon stood at the center of the room, a towering figure of barely restrained fury. His golden eyes blazed as he glared at the kneeling assassin before him. The man’s cloak was soaked with both rain and blood, his once-pristine hood torn from the scuffle that had ended with him bound and at the mercy of the Alpha.The air was thick with the scent of blood and steel, tension crackling like an unsheathed blade.Amelia stood beside Talon, her arms folded tightly across her chest, though she wasn’t sure if it was to keep herself from trembling or to control the burning magic pulsing beneath her skin.She knew without a doubt—this was no ordinary assassin.And this was no ordinary attempt on her life.Three hour
Chapter 67: Blood moon The storm had passed by dawn, but the unease it left behind lingered like a ghost. The wind had quieted, yet the weight of the previous night’s events clung to the Red Claw Pack like a curse.Amelia stood on the balcony of Talon’s stronghold, staring at the distant mountains. The sky was a deep shade of indigo, and though the Blood Moon was still three nights away, she could already feel its presence. The magic in the air was different—charged, expectant, as if the universe itself was holding its breath.The assassin’s words haunted her."The Queen will fall."Her fingers gripped the stone railing as unease curled in her chest. There was more to this than Kael’s hunger for power. The Blood Moon was significant—far more than just a night of heightened abilities.She just didn’t know why.Not yet.The sound of approaching footsteps drew Amelia’s attention. She turned to see Dimitri striding toward her, his expression grim.“The Alpha wants you in the war chamber,
The clearing was too quiet.Amelia’s chest rose and fell in sharp bursts, the chains digging into her skin pulsing with a strange heat. The storm had passed, but the air was thick with the kind of silence that always came before something worse.Charles lay half-conscious beside her, bruised and bleeding. The attack had come out of nowhere, but it was the voice that haunted her.The voice of the man who now stepped out from the shadows like he owned the ground he walked on.Kael.He looked exactly as he had in her visions. Calm. Controlled. As if the chaos he left in his wake wasn’t his concern. His eyes flicked to the chains around her wrists, glowing faintly, then to the blood pooling beneath Charles."You heal everyone but yourself," he murmured. "Fascinating."Amelia said nothing."You're wondering why you're still alive," he continued. "Why I didn’t kill you when I had the chance."She tensed. He was trying to get in her head, twist her thoughts into fear. But she wouldn’t give h
The stench of scorched earth still clung to Talon’s skin.They had barely made it back to the stronghold before the sky turned grey with smoke, and already, the war room was alive with shouting voices, pacing footsteps, and the tense energy of a pack on the edge. Yet all Talon could see was her.Amelia.She stood near the window, eyes on the horizon as though she could see past the mountains, past the storm rolling in. Her arms were folded, her shoulders tight, but her presence felt more distant than ever.Kael had touched something inside her. Not physically, but deeply. Talon could feel it, even now, like a thread had frayed in the tether between them."She should rest," Dimitri muttered beside him. "She looks like she hasn't slept in days.""She hasn’t," Talon replied quietly.She hadn’t eaten either. Not properly. Not since Kael.Charles entered the room moments later, bruised but upright. The moment he looked at Amelia, Talon's hackles rose."How is she?" Charles asked, addressin
Chapter 70. AMELIA’s POVApparently, Alessia must have stopped appearing to me because Miss Brown revealed who she was. I couldn't stop admiring the bead. It looked so attractive and catchy. I pouted my lips childishly and chuckled silently, making some toddler’ sounds. I was so happy and a little bit sad. Happy in a way that She heard my requests from whatever she was looking me for and granted them immediately.It is a little bit sad in a way that Alessia has finally stopped appearing to me, and I won't have anyone around anymore. There won't be Alessia anymore. Yes, she must be watching me from above but I wished she could give me the last hug. Mesmerizingly, I imagined her with me, engaging in a warm and deep hug. Nobody was ready to let go of each other. Her smile was so genuine and breathtaking. We kept hugging till I was left alone in my imagination. Tears gently dropped the book I was holding onto; that was when it caught me that I'd been crying. I really missed her.
AMELIA’S POV“Amelia!”I cussed under my breath at the sound of my name from the devil's mouth; my name in her mouth will forever be my worst nightmare.“Don't let me call you again, or your punishment will be doubled." She said that each word had an undertone that sent chills down my spine. She was always impatient when it came to melting out punishment.I paused the cleaning I was doing and rushed to her room, or, should I say, hell room. She was waiting by her makeup table with her hands crossed and her signature death glare on her face. “Why is my table dusty?” She asked, her eyebrows raised, her eyes boring into my skull.I avoided her eyes and kept my head slightly bowed as the hierarchy demanded a maid for Luna. “Huh?” I asked, confused. I had just cleaned the table, so how could it be dusty?I felt a hard slap on the side of my head, making me wince. “I don't repeat myself,” she said, her voice dripping with venom. Where she had hit me stung, but I dared not do anything. “I
AMELIA’S POV“Luna Chloe was almost kidnapped, did you hear?” I heard two maids gossiping between themselves.I almost jumped up in joy from where I was nursing my wounds, but then I remembered I heard “almost kidnapped,” and my happiness dimmed down immediately. Why did she escape?“What? I didn't hear. How did it happen?” The other maid asked.“I heard she and some females were spending some time by the stream when the rival pack rushed in to attack and kidnapped them. They succeeded in taking some females, but Luna managed to escape,” the maid explained.“Where is she now? Is the alpha finally going to act now that his Luna was almost kidnapped?”“She is with the alpha as we speak; I heard the alpha is now springing into action to stop the shadow moon pack's menace,” she replied.I got up and rushed to the Alpha's meeting room. I was curious to see what was going on there. I hid by the stairs and peered down the hall. I saw Alpha Marcus pacing up and down the room while Luna Chloe
Chapter 70. AMELIA’s POVApparently, Alessia must have stopped appearing to me because Miss Brown revealed who she was. I couldn't stop admiring the bead. It looked so attractive and catchy. I pouted my lips childishly and chuckled silently, making some toddler’ sounds. I was so happy and a little bit sad. Happy in a way that She heard my requests from whatever she was looking me for and granted them immediately.It is a little bit sad in a way that Alessia has finally stopped appearing to me, and I won't have anyone around anymore. There won't be Alessia anymore. Yes, she must be watching me from above but I wished she could give me the last hug. Mesmerizingly, I imagined her with me, engaging in a warm and deep hug. Nobody was ready to let go of each other. Her smile was so genuine and breathtaking. We kept hugging till I was left alone in my imagination. Tears gently dropped the book I was holding onto; that was when it caught me that I'd been crying. I really missed her.
The stench of scorched earth still clung to Talon’s skin.They had barely made it back to the stronghold before the sky turned grey with smoke, and already, the war room was alive with shouting voices, pacing footsteps, and the tense energy of a pack on the edge. Yet all Talon could see was her.Amelia.She stood near the window, eyes on the horizon as though she could see past the mountains, past the storm rolling in. Her arms were folded, her shoulders tight, but her presence felt more distant than ever.Kael had touched something inside her. Not physically, but deeply. Talon could feel it, even now, like a thread had frayed in the tether between them."She should rest," Dimitri muttered beside him. "She looks like she hasn't slept in days.""She hasn’t," Talon replied quietly.She hadn’t eaten either. Not properly. Not since Kael.Charles entered the room moments later, bruised but upright. The moment he looked at Amelia, Talon's hackles rose."How is she?" Charles asked, addressin
The clearing was too quiet.Amelia’s chest rose and fell in sharp bursts, the chains digging into her skin pulsing with a strange heat. The storm had passed, but the air was thick with the kind of silence that always came before something worse.Charles lay half-conscious beside her, bruised and bleeding. The attack had come out of nowhere, but it was the voice that haunted her.The voice of the man who now stepped out from the shadows like he owned the ground he walked on.Kael.He looked exactly as he had in her visions. Calm. Controlled. As if the chaos he left in his wake wasn’t his concern. His eyes flicked to the chains around her wrists, glowing faintly, then to the blood pooling beneath Charles."You heal everyone but yourself," he murmured. "Fascinating."Amelia said nothing."You're wondering why you're still alive," he continued. "Why I didn’t kill you when I had the chance."She tensed. He was trying to get in her head, twist her thoughts into fear. But she wouldn’t give h
Chapter 67: Blood moon The storm had passed by dawn, but the unease it left behind lingered like a ghost. The wind had quieted, yet the weight of the previous night’s events clung to the Red Claw Pack like a curse.Amelia stood on the balcony of Talon’s stronghold, staring at the distant mountains. The sky was a deep shade of indigo, and though the Blood Moon was still three nights away, she could already feel its presence. The magic in the air was different—charged, expectant, as if the universe itself was holding its breath.The assassin’s words haunted her."The Queen will fall."Her fingers gripped the stone railing as unease curled in her chest. There was more to this than Kael’s hunger for power. The Blood Moon was significant—far more than just a night of heightened abilities.She just didn’t know why.Not yet.The sound of approaching footsteps drew Amelia’s attention. She turned to see Dimitri striding toward her, his expression grim.“The Alpha wants you in the war chamber,
The storm raged outside, its howling winds rattling the wooden beams of the Red Claw Pack’s stronghold. Rain lashed against the castle-like structure, thick and unrelenting. But inside the war chamber, where firelight flickered against the stone walls, an even greater storm brewed.Talon stood at the center of the room, a towering figure of barely restrained fury. His golden eyes blazed as he glared at the kneeling assassin before him. The man’s cloak was soaked with both rain and blood, his once-pristine hood torn from the scuffle that had ended with him bound and at the mercy of the Alpha.The air was thick with the scent of blood and steel, tension crackling like an unsheathed blade.Amelia stood beside Talon, her arms folded tightly across her chest, though she wasn’t sure if it was to keep herself from trembling or to control the burning magic pulsing beneath her skin.She knew without a doubt—this was no ordinary assassin.And this was no ordinary attempt on her life.Three hour
AMELIA’s POV“Good day, Carl.”“Good day Miss Brown.” Carl greeted with a slight bow.I recognised him, he was one of the men that investigated me when the body in the tub was discovered. He was also one of the men Cassio mentioned, whom Amaya cheated on him with.“Good day, milady. You look more pleasant than ever.” He complimented with a genuine smile, his dimple on his left cheek flashing. I returned the smile with a slight bow.He removed his glasses, and rubbed his eyes gracefully. I noticed that he was quite handsome, which I didn't quite observe during our first meeting. It must be because I had a lot going on that my mind blurred out everything.“To what do I owe this pleasant visit? It's not everyday one gets to see you, Stacia.”“How many times have I told you not to call me by that name?” Miss Brown frowned.Stacia? Her name was Stacia, it was a beautiful name and it suited her. Miss Brown was pretty, and she looked mature. She had pretty brown eyes, matching her name. If o
TALON’s POV“This case is closed.” Ariel announced before rising up.“No, no, no. Gaius say something!” Dalton yelled, but Gaius just stood with his head bowed not uttering a word.Days before, I had perceived that this was what Dalton was going to do so I planned ahead of him. I got Gaius healed, and treated much to his surprise. He had thought that I would kill him, or cause him for torture. He asked me the reason for.my sudden change of heart, and I told him to play along.Dimitri had his doubts that Gaius might betray us when the time comes, and side with his alpha. But I had a lot planned in stock for him if he dared to play smart. Today, for his own good, he played along. I was going to keep him in my pack for sometime. As for Dalton, he obviously wasn't scared that I would expose his use of the dark magic, because Ahoy could bend by the rules.The hall filled with council-men slowly dispersed, along with Ariel. I wasn't planning on staying any longer too, even though Dalton was
TALON’s POV“That's not possible, it could have been forged. You know there are people nowadays who have great mastery in forgery. They can forge anything, writing and signature is not an exception.” Dalton quickly said.“I agree that there are masters of forgery, but this blue sublime ink is spectacular to your pack, to be precise Gaius. It's always used by him. If this was forgery, there's no way they’d be able to get the exact sublimeness of the ink. Unless, others have been having access to it.” Ariel faced Dalton.“It’s possible my lord.” Dalton insisted.“To avoid delay, Gaius should be presented and made to write in front of the council. That way, the truth would come to light.” A deep-voice suggested, and eyes turned to face the councilman who had been silent since the beginning.“Your suggestion is good, Curtis. But it would take quite some time to bring him from Red Claw to the council.” Ariel sighed.“Yes! I agree with that. You all would see the miserable condition Gaius i
AMELIA’s POVI hurriedly wiped my tears, mustering a smile. He had caught us, I had to think of something to say as he wouldn't believe it if I told him I wasn't crying.“What's going on?” He asked, his voice laced with concern as he walked towards us. Miss Brown was in a much better position, as she had been holding in her tears.“Amelia, Are you hurt?” He pressed.“No, uh, it just…I hit my head hard while painting with Miss Brown.” I smiled.He looked at me suspiciously, before looking at the drawing materials at a corner and the suspicious look dropped a bit.“Where?” He asked as he gently grab my head, giving it a slight massage.“The pain is gone now, Miss Brown has already taken care of it. Those tears you saw were dried ones.” I said in a convincing tone.“Why do I feel there is something you both are hiding?” He squinted his eyes, “I’m joking.” He laughed.“It’s just that it's a rare sight to see Miss Brown with anyone not after…” He trailed, an uncertain emotion flickering i