MasukLENA. Leilani sat on my couch while I packed my bags.Then I grabbed my keys from the drawer below the TV when a knock came on my door. I froze, wondering who it was. My gaze slowly moved to Leilani; she was playing with the cube game that I had given her to distract her. Gently, I walked over to the door, grabbing the key as if it were a self-defense tool. Who was it? Fear ran through my spine. I grabbed the door handle and twisted it open. Pulling it back, I was met with a familiar face. Jenna. Only after did I realise that I had been holding my breath. She stepped in, holding her kids. They walked in and instantly Leilani’s face popped up. “Lena,” she said. I ran a hand through my hair. “I am leaving,” she added and then I turned to her. “I am sorry. I apologise for everything I did to you. Alexander deserved to be with you and not me.” She stepped closer while I stared at her. I didn't know whether to forgive her or ask her why she kept the truth away from me. For y
ALEXANDER. The first thing I saw was Royce collapsing to the floor. It was dark yet I could see him wriggle in pain on the floor. My heart skipped a beat as I instinctively moved forward, ready to grab him, to pull him up but then a strange woman stepped between us. Her eyes, sharp and unwavering, met mine, and I froze. There was power in her gaze, something I couldn’t yet name. She moved her hand in sync with the chant that fell out of her mouth. The words twisted through the air like coils of smoke. Goosebumps grew on my skin from every chant that left her mouth. Royce screamed in agony. His cried were so raw, so primal, it sent shivers down my spine. I reached out, my fingers trembling, but she commanded me to step back. I froze yet listened to her. I could not explain how and why I did. The cries filled the dark room. Dread grew. What was happening? How did I get here? Why was she punishing Royce and not me? Perhaps she wanted to be done with him and come for me? I tried
LENA.A pain hit first, sharp and metallic, slicing across my neck where the knife had grazed me. I gasped, stumbling backward Into the bed but the pain was fleeting, disappeared as quickly as it came. My body tensed at first but then relaxed as the sting faded, leaving me oddly weightless. My fingers brushed the spot where the knife mark sat, it was healed. I blinked, trying to catch my bearing. Royce was in the room and he stood in front of Tracy with a cocky smirk. He didn't look like he cared about her. It pained me that I couldn't interfere. This was her moment hence I let her have it. Still, I couldn't believe she let him treat her like trash for ten years. Yet, she helped him. She sacrificed through the years while he lived like a king. Made me realise my pain was nothing compared to hers. I didn't know why I could suddenly feel her pain. Was it because I marked her? I understood her and I really wanted to shield her from Royce. Protect her and never let him get close e
TRACY. It was her choice to make yet I knew it was going to be hard to make.But that was the only way to save him. Her mate.Right now, I have accepted my fate. I was not meant to be loved. All my life I tried for Royce to fall in love with me. Even when he was not good enough, and everyone hated him in the pack, I chose him. “I told you not to choose him,” Mom’s voice echoed in the back of my head, reminding me that I knew his fate yet I chose him. He was never meant to hold a powerful position… Never. I made him who he is today. “Lena, you have to believe me, please. I will not hurt you,” I said but she did not look like she believed me. “And what will marking you do?”I could not tell her. She wasn’t going to understand yet I needed her to believe me. “Remember I saved you. Without me right now your memories would be lost and you will be obedient to Royce, believe me." She looked away, thinking about what I had just said. But time was slipping by. It had to end today.
LENA. I kept tossing and turning on the bed, thinking about what Tracy had said. Was she going to put an end to everything? How? The way she cried makes me think she was in pain. Perhaps whatever decision she was going to make was going to cause her pain. I sat up and turned to the door wishing I could leave the room but my leg was still paralysedOkay, where are they? They have been quiet for too long. I couldn’t help but wonder what they were up to. I wished I could get my phone to reach my mom and the kids. They must be worried sick about me right now. I ran a hand in my hair, the mental fatigue kicking in now. How do I escape from this? How do I sit here and trust Tracy? To what extent would Royce go to get what he wants? Just then, the door was pushed back from the other side. I shifted my gaze toward the door eagerly and then Tracy stepped in. Finally. I didn't know why I felt a bit of excitement, but I was happy she came back. “I brought you dinner,’ she said wal
ALEXANDER. “Do you even know what you just got yourself into?” Lans pulled me aside, away from Ken and the elders. “What? Didn’t you see the way the bastard spoke to me?” I spat, hissing. I felt like I was being challenged and I hated that so much. How could I let that slide? And he was going to think that I was some weak asshole. “Well, you should have controlled yourself. But you couldn't because you are so fixed up about some Lena girl.” I turned my gaze to him the moment he mentioned Lena. “She is not some Lena girl!” I corrected immediately, glaring at him. He raised his hand in the air in surrender. “But, do you even know what the sword of royals means or you just jumped into a decision without knowing the risk?” He asked and I shook my head. Now I was curious to know what it meant. “Tell me,” I said and he shook his head. “The sword of royals is a royal sword, has the blood of all the past Alphas. It is a symbol of royalty, and only a true-blood Alpha can touch it. Or…







