He smirked, leaning closer to my innocent face. "I mean from now on, you will stay in the castle, but in the maid's rooms. You will work here, and you will serve me at night." His wicked laughter echoed through the entire palace, sending chills down my spine. As a naive girl, I did not fully understand his words — at least not until my second brother, Drake, burst into my room and yanked me up by my hair, pushing me down to the floor. "Now you are just a maid. If you want to eat and if you want us not to kill you, then you must serve me and Drew every single night." He licked the corner of his mouth, and a sickening feeling washed over me. They both stared at me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. Their cold gazes showed no hint of mercy, and my heart pounded in fear. I crawled on the floor, desperately trying to stand up on my feet, hoping to escape their clutches. "What do you mean by 'needs at night'?" I asked, my voice trembling with innocence, but deep down, I kn
Her words were like daggers, piercing through my already wounded heart. I was reduced to nothing more than a servant, a maid, at the mercy of those who showed no compassion or empathy.The weight of their cruelty was suffocating, and I felt like a caged bird, yearning to be free from this nightmarish existence.Please, Moon Goddess, have mercy on me. I beg.YEARS LATER...After enduring six years of suffering, I was finally granted my own room. It was not anything luxurious, but at least I did not have to sleep on the cold floor anymore. However, there was no kindness or compassion behind this gesture. They only wanted me to be presentable and clean when I visited their rooms.My brother Drake, now the ruler of our pack after our father's death, insisted on being called "Your Highness." Though he became the king of our pack, he was not the Alpha king of all Alphas. Still, he was a strong and imposing figure.On the day of my birthday, I actually forgot that I was turning 18. The thoug
CURRENT TIMESDALIAHAs we sat in the carriage, I looked at Liam. A torrent of emotions flooded my being as doubt and uncertainty clouded my mind. Could he truly accept me for who I am? Was he the regal king my departed father had spoken of, the one who had tenderly adopted me into his heart?As I stood there, surrounded by the watchful eyes of the wolves, my heart yearned for a love that defied all odds. I dared to dream of a love so pure and passionate, where the whispers of destiny would intertwine our souls.In the depths of my mind, I clung to the memory of my father's warm embrace, his loving words resonating like a guiding star. He had told me that one day, I would find my true mate, a love that transcended time and circumstance.My mate!Liam also looked at me. I didn't know if he could read my mind, but I hoped he knew how grateful I was. In that moment of collision, time seemed to stand still, and the world faded away, leaving only the two of us in a universe of our own.His
The carriage stopped on the mountain. Liam got down, looked at the house at the top and held out his hand for me to come down.I was afraid. I hadn't seen my brothers in a while, and I was scared. Meanwhile, I accepted Liam's hand and went downstairs. I believed he would protect me.Out of nowhere, his strong hands lifted me up in a bridal style. I gasped but did not protest.As his arms wrapped around me, a surge of electricity shot through my body. His touch ignited a fire within me, sending a rush of warmth to my cheeks.I could not help but blush, feeling both vulnerable and cherished in his powerful embrace.His eyes locked with mine, and in that moment, the world around us faded away. It was just him and me, bound together by an unspoken connection that seemed to transcend time itself.His words resonated in my heart, and I could not deny the comfort and security I found in his strong arms. "You are so tiny and weak. You will not be able to walk all that distance. I can carry yo
KING LiamShe did not know that I had been searching for her for too long...My father never died; he was a legend among our kind, born with four powers. As he aged, he had the audacity to ask me, his son, to take his position. And no one, I repeat, no one dared to reject the Alpha, for they all knew I was destined to inherit the throne eventually.But what sets me apart, what makes me a force to be reckoned with, is the fact that I was born with eight powers. Yes, eight. I am unparalleled, and none can even come close to rivaling my strength.In this world, being born with so many powers is unheard of. The common Alphas who possess a mere three powers prance around, content with being counselors or ministers, thinking they have reached the pinnacle of their abilities.Those born with four powers, like my dear old father, are supposed to battle for the throne, and the victor would become the ruling monarch.For me, becoming a king was beneath my potential. I have heard tales of King L
As the wise old man stood before us, I wasted no time in issuing my command, my voice steady and assertive. "Drake, gather all the pack ministers in one hour from now. And rest assured, you will personally lead me to Daliah's room," I said with a hint of a smirk, exuding confidence in my authority.Drake's expression shifted from uncertainty to surprise as he spoke, "Yes... Sure, Your Highness. Her room is next to mine. She's my little sister, actually. Did not you know that she was my adopted little sister?"And there the lies started to flow in the air. Drake underestimated me.As I looked into Drake's eyes, I could sense the fear and guilt lurking within him. His attempt to hide the truth from me was futile, for my powers allowed me to see beyond mere words.With a smirk, I teased, "Did not you know that I have eight powers, Drake? I know everything."His face paled, and he stammered, "I... I did not mean to hurt her. It was just... I was angry, and she disobeyed me."I let out a c
Snapping my fingers to grab their attention, I announced, "Well, now that all of you are here, I have something to say. I found my mate in this kingdom. Her name is Daliah, the adopted princess," I grinned proudly.Drew interjected, "She's my little sister. Your Highness, you've honored her and us by accepting her as your mate."I burst into hysterical laughter, but it had a sharp edge to it as I mocked his words, "What the fuck, Drew! Now you are calling her your sister? Yet all of you kicked her, forced her to sleep on the kitchen floor, and made her work as a maid!"Their worried expressions confirmed that they were wondering how I knew all of that. I continued to explain, "As I mentioned before, I have the power to read the past and fears. By looking into all of you, I know exactly what you have done to her. However, I've decided to forgive all of you."They visibly breathed a sigh of relief, but I quickly raised my index finger, adding, "In one condition."Drake and Drew widened
"There, there, my dear," he murmured, his voice a soothing melody. "You still have many chapters to write in the book of your life. The pain you carry will transform into strength, and happiness will find its way to your heart."His words were a comforting embrace, an assurance that even amidst the darkest shadows, there existed a path toward the light. The old man's embrace held a timeless wisdom, a promise that the scars of the past would not define the chapters yet to unfold.As he continued to stroke my hair, a sense of warmth and security settled around us. "You still have destinies to shape and moments of pure joy awaiting you," he added, his voice carrying a certainty that transcended the boundaries of the present.In that moment, beneath the moonlit canopy, I found solace in the old man's embrace. His words whispered hope into the corridors of my heart, and the weight of the nightmares began to fade. The gentle caress of his hand was a reminder that, despite the darkness, ther