Livia's POV:
“Long live Alpha Xandro!” the warriors voice sounded bringing me back from my thoughts. “Alpha? Are they blind to have crowned this man as Alpha?” I could sense his powers and his ranking isn't up to some of the warriors present here, he has such a weak demeanor, something must be wrong. “Who's the white haired lady?” Asked Luna Lysandra. “We brought her back as a captive from the Rogues pack we conquered,” answered Beta Cedric signaling to the warrior holding me to put me down. “I don't think we have a use for such thing around here,” she said, referring to me. I was placed down by the warrior but I couldn't stand as my legs felt wobbly from being carried all night. I fell to the floor and immediately bowed my head avoiding any form of eye contact. “She's pretty, I like her, she might be useful,” Alpha Xandro said in a tone as if asking for her permission. “We might use an extra helping hand around here.” “Damn this pervert!” I cursed silently. If Luna Lysandra had discovered I had no use here maybe she might have ordered for me to be released, he's just spoiling things for me “Kalliope! Kalliope! Luna Lysandra called out. A woman who seemed to be in her early fifties came running out, she was average in height, her silk black hair were packed in a bun to avoid them from falling over her shoulders, she had beautiful sky blue eyes, women rarely posses blue eyes because they don't go out to hunt or kill making me curiuos about the history behind these pair of blue eyes smiling at me now. “Kalliope, do we have space for one extra maid?” Luna Lysandra asked looking down at me with disgust. “We certainly do Luna Lysandra” Kalliope replied. “Good, take this thing out of my sight and arrange one of the maids' uniforms for her. Cedric come with me and tell me how the invasion went,” she gave her orders and walked out of the room, Beta Cedric tailing behind her. “Come on my child, let me fix you something to eat” madam Kalliope smiled down at me. I could feel the warmth of her smile as I couldn't help but smile back, the worms in my stomach barked reminding me I haven't eaten since yesterday and only the blueberries I took sustained me till this time as dinner was cut short by the attack. I followed her as she led me to the kitchen, there she served me a hot bowl of soup, my appetite grew on seeing this as I started to rush my meal. I couldn't remember the last time I ate something as delicious as this. If it were to be my Rogues pack, the bowl of soup in front of me would have been used to feed thirty people as the soup would be filled with water, we had little ingredients back there. I suddenly started coughing as I choked on my food. “Slow down child, we have more than enough for everyone, she assured me as if she could hear my thoughts. I nodded as I continued to eat, I needed to have the strength to escape from here tonight. I brought the bowl up to my mouth as I gulped down the remaining of it's content, my stomach was heavy as I was filled with a great sense of satisfaction. I thanked madam Kalliope for the food as she showed me to my mom and helped me prepare a bath. This room is a mansion compared to my room at the Rogue's pack, but I still miss the cozy feeling. I walked into the bathroom as the mist created from the hotness of the water in the bath tube engulfed me, I pulled my dress wincing as I bent down to pull the remains of my dress, my bones were stiff, my body was weak as I entered into the bath, the hot water stinging my legs as I noticed my bruises from last night were already healed. It is also part of my gift from the moon goddess to regenerate lost skin cells faster than an average warewolf. I sank into the hot water enjoying it's stings as I let it rid my body and hair of it's dirtiness. I stepped out of the bathroom to meet a pair of new maids' uniforms lying on the bed beside the dresser, courtesy of madam Kalliope. I quickly got dressed as the sun was already going down.By moonlight, I'll execute my plan! Lucius’ POV: I sat down gazing at the moon as I paid no attention to my surroundings, my mind going back to the previous morning when my wolf called out to me telling me he could sense my mate around. “Mate?” I've been living here amongst the Crescent pack for 4 years now, since I was 22 and Lan never sensed my mate. I argued within myself, pausing my training to look at the warriors who were just arriving from their mission. “There, there she is!” Lan called out as I sighted the hostage the warriors came in with. “Go help her!” “Help?” I retorted mockingly, such lady can never be my mate. “A weak mate who couldn't defend herself talk more of her pack can never be my mate, I could go help her but she isn't worth the risk of exposing my powers to the rest of the pack thereby spoiling my plans.” She suddenly raised her head like she could sense me as she turned to catch my gaze, our eyes locked with each other. “Emerald eyes?” Wolves do not possess such color of eyes as the women were commonly seen with yellowish eyes, her hair's silvery white hair like that of the moon. Well I couldn't care less as I wouldn't allow a lowly girl who play no important role in my life come in between me and executing my plan. “But she's our mate!” Lan cried out. I turned my back to continue my training, ignoring Lan. But as I lay here tonight in my wolf form, I can't help but think of her as I look at the moon reminding me of her white hair which complemented her milk colored skin, her emerald eyes like that of nature holding so much grief and sadness in them, I shook my head as I tried to get rid of these thoughts. I only come here on evenings like this to reminisce on my plans and think of how to exact my revenge not to think of some weakling girl who's unfortunate to be captured by these cowards who call themselves warriors but can't defend their rights on who they want as leader. I was brought back from my thoughts as I felt the presence of someone in the woods, the bushes were shaking but there was no wind. I clearly made out a figure of a woman trying to get through the thick bushes thanks to my red eyes which provided me with night vision, my eyes wide in shock as she made her way through the bushes and the moonlight reflected on her face!Livia's POV: Pregnancy was not easy. That I realized as my stomach grew and I became more and more worried. I worried about all the things that could go wrong during childbirth. I did not want to die, I wanted to be there for my child. Besides the worry and fear, there were my moodswings. I had to say that Lucius was very patient with me and I felt bad for him sometimes. I even felt bad for Ylva and Lydia who had to endure my outbursts. Adrian followed me everywhere as Lucius made him my personal guard and once in a while I would yell at him as well. Sometimes because I just wanted to and sometimes for no reason at all. Well, that's what happens when you don't get enough sleep because your stomach is in the way, when you constantly feel hungry and when everything feels uncomfortable. “Lydia, Ylva I do want you to work for me anymore. Bring someone that I won't feel bad yelling at. Like that maid Jessica or anyone I don't like.” I said feeling really bad for my moodswings. “No My
Lucius' POV: “Good morning.” She smiled while tucked under the sheets. “Good morning,” I said, turning so that I lay facing her. “Aren't you late? It's almost lunchtime.” She said. I groaned, not wanting to think of anything else but laying in bed with my mate. “I don't want to leave.” I admitted, reaching for her under the sheets. She was still naked. Good Lord. I wanted to touch her all over again as I remembered her bare body. I always thought she looked beautiful but now she was exquisite. She was fuller, more radiant and alive. She was ravishing. “Not again, Lucius.” She beamed at me. I was touching her under the sheets, enjoying the feel of her. “Why not?” “Because I need to be able to walk.” “Oh, but I would rather have you in bed all day.” I joked. Although it was partly true. “You never get enough, do you?” she shook her head at me. If only she knew. I thought. Livia sat up on the bed and then swung her legs down. “Oh God! She groaned, startled. “What?” “Nothin
Livia's POV: Lucius stiffened and the room went quiet. I could hear my own heart race and it felt like forever before he said, “what did you say?” “I said you will become a father soon,” I told him a bit louder and with more confidence. Slowly, Lucius took a few steps back and then turned away. Oh, God! He was not happy. Hopping down from the table I went to him. I put my hand lightly on his shoulder. “I understand if you are not happy.” Never having a relationship with his parents and what he went through growing up, could explain his reaction. “Happy?” He turned to me carefully and grabbed my arms. “I am not happy Livia. I am lucky. You make me the luckiest man on earth even if I don't deserve it.” I could see a mix of emotions in his eyes. Happiness, sadness and worry. “You deserve every bit of it,” I assured. “And you would be an amazing father.” His hands slid up to my face, holding it gently. “Livia, you are a blessing in my cursed existence.” I didn't know whether to
Livia's POV: When I woke up I'm the morning Lucius was already gone. I scolded myself for not telling him I was pregnant. I knew I was worrying for nothing and that the news would probably make him very happy. After getting dressed I decided to look for him immediately. I went straight to Lucius' office, there I saw him engrossed in the papers in his hands. I cleared my throat to capture his attention. Lucius put the papers down on the table and stood up before looking at me. “Did you already miss me, wife?” He smiled. “Am I disturbing you?” I asked walking over to him. “No, bit you are distracting me much.” He said letting his gaze rake my body. I did nothing to prepare myself so that he found me distracting despite everything, made me confident. Lucius tilted his head to one side and studied me even more closely. “Did you gain some weight?” He asked and my confidence went out the window. “I am not sure,” I mumbled. “You look…” his eyes darkened. I knew that gaze and it brou
Livia's POV: I am pregnant, I am pregnant, I am pregnant. I kept chanting those words to myself everyday. I could still not believe it. How do I tell Lucius? It haven't even been up to two weeks since the incidence that claimed his life, would he be happy to have a child in this mess? He had never said anything about wanting to have a child ever which made me a bit concerned. Somehow I felt that he wouldn't be thrilled. I tried to imagine his reaction in my head several times but I couldn't figure out what his expression would be like. “Ylva… I am pregnant,” I told her as she prepared me for the night. Ylva stared at me through the mirror. Her eyes twinkled with both surprise and happiness. “My Lady…!” She exclaimed after she opened her mouth several times but was not able to say anything. “Can… I hug you… once?” I blinked a few times in surprise. I and Ylva had been very close, closer than with Lydia it she had never asked for a hug before. The only time she hugged me was when
Livia’s POV: I felt as though a storm had struck me. My whole emotions was in a mess. The heartbeat that I heard against my ears were crisp and loud. The urge to press my ears deeper to his chest grew in me, wanting to make sure I wasn't wrong and my ears hadn't lied to me. I didn't want this to be a dream or the sweet illusion that had been repeating in my subconsciousness. When his voice slipped to my ears in the most sweetest way, once again a wave of emotions washed my entire heart. My tears filled the rim of my eyes and tears slowly dribbled uncontrollably from my eyes. I slowly lifted my chin up, looking around to feel his hand around me before my emerald eyes finally met with Lucius' deep red ones. “I'm sorry, did I make you wait for long?” He asked as though he hadn't died, as though I hadn't killed him and as though it has only been an hour of our separation, when it had been more than 12 hours. 12 hours might be a mere few hours to others, but not to me who bore the guil