TALON’s POVIt's been two days since Amelia gained consciousness last. I wouldn't stop wandering about. Ever since Amelia got back to this pack, she has known no peace. It's really my fault and I'm to be blamed. “I shouldn't have screamed at her, I shouldn't have stopped her, but I just needed to avoid the destruction of the pack.” I thought staring at my unconscious mate. Ever since she got back, we haven't even had a good talk like mates do, let alone marking her and publicly announcing her as my mate.Only if we had had a good talk and connected as a mate, I wouldn't be here blaming myself, and the impression she had about me is really unchangeable and untraceable. But right now, I'm here to evanesce the impression and make proper corrections. I haven't left her room to my room since she has lost consciousness. Even rumors have spread in the pack that she's more than a breeder to me. Some have started assuming she's my mate and Luna, while some are opposed, just like they've al
AMELIA’s POVI slowly opened my eyes, feeling a lingering sense of euphoria and connection to my heritage. My body felt heavy as if weighted by the intensity of the dream I had. I wasn't sure if it was a dream or a reality. My muscles ached with a pleasant, tingling sensation like they had been stirred from a deep slumber. My mind felt clear and focused, my thoughts were sharp and lucid, and my mind clearly shifted to the dream I had. Visions flashed before my eyes, fragmented images of a past I hardly knew or something. I saw my ancestors, strong and powerful, and their eyes were burning with a fierce inner light. I saw a great-great-grandmother who looked like she was a revered healer; she was busy mixing potions and casting spells. It didn't stop there, I also saw a great-uncle. He was truly a fearless warrior because his aura, personality, and courage were nothing to write about.With each vision, I felt a surge of power and knowledge flood through my body. I felt the weight o
AMELIA’s POVI've been in my room trying to comprehend what the pack's sorcerer said about a prophecy involving Talon and me. My eyes drifted shut, my mind began to wander back to the mysterious words of the pack sorcerer. I had visited him in maybe secrecy or not seeking guidance and wisdom, and he had revealed to me an ancient prophecy that had left me reeling. “A great union is coming” The sorcerer's voice echoed through my head. “A union between you and the Alpha, one that will bring great power and great danger.” It echoed again as I recalled. What did it mean, this union between the Alpha and I? And what lay ahead of us? For the pack and for our future? I reminisced on his words thoroughly. The thoughts escaped through my mind at the sight of Talon. What could he be looking for again?The question he attacked me with made me left with a whirl of thoughts. “Charles has been in the dungeons for weeks now. Stay as my mate and Queen or watch Charles die.” He threw it at me li
TALON’s POVAs days passed by, it's been days since Amelia settled back intoto the pack. I had never seen her like that, but maybe because I hadn't spent so much time with him,r, unlike Charles. My concern deepened, and I kept wondering what secrets she might be hiding or what wounds she might be nursing behind the closed doors of her mind. I've asked several doctors to check on her but they are always repeating the same words. “My Lord, She'll surely be awake soon. Just let her be for the time being. She just needs a lot of rest.” The doctors will continue saying that every now and then which really triggers my anger. The thought of Charles dashed through my mind. I wanted to summon him last night, but I thought he should enjoy the last night I'll see him. I thought and called out one of the guards to get him for me. “Anyone out there?.” I asked and a guard rushed in l, bowing. “Get me the beta!” I ordered and sat upright. “Yes, My Lord.” He answered and stormed out. He walke
AMELIA’s POV“The… The case file!” I screamed, so Miss Brown could hear and probably pick it up.We got outside, and the look on his face was screaming, trepidation,n, and anxiety. “We need to leave here, Amelia!” He said he was trying to drag me away, but I managed to remain stiff. “I can't, Charles. I don't have any strength left in me. I'm so weak, Charles.” I said tiredly. “My back. I'll back you, Amelia. We need to escape before Talon gets here” he talked again, bending his back for me to pop in.Before I could jump onto his back, the air around us suddenly changed, it seemed to thicken and darken. The sky turned a deep, foreboding grey, and the wind picked up carrying an eerie, unnatural chill. A shadowy figure appeared, trapping us in a magical chain. “Kael!” My mouth managed to talk as I held onto Charles inextricably. As I watched in horror, Kael’s body suddenly began to contort and twist, his limps elongating into inhuman shapes. I froze in fear, clinging to Collins,
AMELIA’s POVThe word “pregnant” finds it very sour to be in my mouth. My jaw dropped as Miss Brown mentioned “pregnancy”. “Amelia, At this point, you can drop the formalities. I am Stacia, and I'm sure you heard Carl called me that.” Stacia said briefly before talking again.“I'm not even in any position to call you by your name, but you're pregnant, and I have a lot to tell you. But first, can I take a look at your Locket?” Stacia asked, shocking the hell outta me. “My… my locket?” I asked again, hiding it from her. “You don't have to hide it. For I have seen and been revealed everything from day one.”She answered and chuckled a bit. I hand over my Locket to her. She turned it over and over again before staring at the pictures in it. They were blurry from onset and I wondered if she could see anything. “I knew it. My instincts can never deceive me. Your bloodline is cursed and blessed.” She started and gave me back the Locket.“My.My bloodline? Do you know my father and my moth
Chapter 71AMELIA’s POV“New maid?!” She asked in a big awe, with her mouth half opened. “Amelia, I hope you didn't tell her any personal stuff because one of your flaws is trusting so easily.” She said concerningly. “Nonono, what's wrong Miss Brown?” I asked her. She was a little bit calm now.“The maid who had innocently introduced herself to you just moments before was revealed to me in a new and sinister light. I'm not fully sure about my visions because sometimes it can be inaccurate due to some weakness infuriated by me but the visions were blurry, Amelia”. She explained plainly. “So in one one word, I should be extra careful around the maid?” I asked her for a better validation.She nodded her head quietly and talked again. “I've noticed an enraging pattern in my visions. Whenever I try to discern if someone is a sleuth or spy, my usually clear sight becomes cloudy and blurry. It's as if an unseen force is intentionally veiling the truth from me. The images and impressions
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