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Selina's POV.
"Move faster, you sluggish little thing!" The chief maid growled at me, roughly poking me at the back as we proceeded towards the Beta Nicholas's house, with a few of the other selected house maids, like myself. It was the third day of the week, and ofcourse cleaning up the pack's Alpha and Beta's houses was a task never to be skipped. Despite the hose mistress's vile words, I was extremely overjoyed to be picked among the bunch of maids to clean up Beta Nicholas's house instead of the Alpha's house. Alpha Malik was my worst nightmare. I've avoided him like plaque all my life, it has been rumored that he detests weak people, all he wanted was active subjects who would protect the pack even in his absence. While the policy was undoubtedly admirable, it did however not favour people like me who was born weak. In order to avoid further humiliation, I tried my possible best to stay off his path no matter what it takes; which has been pretty easy because what exactly could ever lead to a lowly orphaned omega like me who only survived by working as a pack maid, scrubbing floors from sunset to sundown, crossing paths with the mighty Alpha Malik? Yeah, you guessed right; I didn't think so too. Just as we got to Beta Nicholas's house, the rest of the maids were quick to spread themselves out, and in a split second, every corner of the house was claimed by each of them. It was usually like that because once you delayed and the entire task is taken, you'll be surely taken to another location. I was at the brink of panicking when my gaze lowered down to the sizeable bowl containing a decent amount of soapy water and rag. I had carried it all the way from the maids quarters, hence the floor is mine to claim; well so I thought, not until one swift move and the bowl was in the hands of another. "Hey, give that back!" I tried to protest, but the house mistress was quick to jump to the scene. "What is the noise about?" "The bowl is mine to use, I carried it all the way here, she took it from me." Tears were beginning to well up in my eyes, at this point, but I tried to hold it in. "Well, she has it now, and I know Janet, she does quite well with floor mopping." My heartbeat accelerated as I feared hearing her next words. "I guess you'll be fixed somewhere else then, but judging that you have been cheated, I suppose I could be a little merciful." No! This is not happening. "I haven't assigned anyone to the Alpha's mansion, you'll serve there for the next one week, it's filled with a bunch of other maids, so you'll have a less difficult time there." I felt my breath become heavy and the walls of the room spun in different directions setting my head in a hassle. "No ma'am, please can I do something else? I'll do anything." My voice quivered as I spoke, tears threatening to spill from my eyes. "You should be grateful, now off you go." She spat, turning around and stormed off. My entire world seemed to be collapsing around me. How could I possibly serve at Alpha Malik's mansion for a week consecutively without running into him? I have taken great lengths to make sure I stayed off his path my entire years in this pack, to avoid any encounter that could lead to humiliation, or worse, sanction. Why is this happening now? "Hey, why the tears, you should be glad for such opportunity." I suddenly heard a voice behind me and I turned to see one of the maids, Nora. standing beside me, an excited grin on her face. She seemed quite excited and an idea suddenly struck me. We could totally switch places! I mean she looked like she would do anything to be in the position that I am right now. "You know that we could switch places right? You seem like you want to clean Alpha Malik's room." I offered and a wide smile broke out on her face. Then it suddenly crumpled into a sad frown. "That would have been possible if it was last week when house mistress wasn't on duty, she's very much invested today in checking every duty post, she's gonna find out and we'll be in trouble." She shrugged. I nodded my head slowly and dragged my gaze to the floor feeling bashful. There's no way out for me at this point I guess, the only option was to face the situation heads on. * The walk to the Alpha’s mansion felt like the longest walk I'd taken in my whole life, despite it being a few minutes walk; the massive mansion stood tall before me finally while I tried to calm my racing heart before heading in. I was so distracted that I didn’t see the figure coming around the corner until... I crashed into a soft body, and a glass fell and shattered at my feet. “What the hell!” a sharp, high-pitched voice snapped. I looked up, my breath quivering. It was Chloe. I recognized her instantly... Alpha Malik’s closest female friend, known for her beauty.. well, and her ruthless temper. “I... I’m sorry,” I stammered, my cheeks burning. “I wasn’t looking, I... ” “You weren’t looking?” she repeated mockingly, her voice rising. “Do you have any idea how expensive that drink was?!” I held my hands up. “I’ll clean it up right now. I’ll just go get a bin.. ” “No!” She fired, her voice laced with venom. “You’ll pick it up with your hands. That will be your punishment for blindly bumping into me.” My stomach turned as her words hit my ear. “But… it’s glass. I could cut myself.” She tilted her head, a smirk tugging at her lips. “Then maybe you’ll learn to watch where you’re going.” I hesitated, but her glare was hard and pressing down on me. Slowly, I crouched, reaching for a jagged piece of the glass. My fingers trembled, not just from fear but from the sting of humiliation. “What the hell are you doing?” The cold, rigid voice behind me froze me in place. My heart leapt into my throat, and I turned my head slowly. Alpha Malik stood there. And oh, goddess… he was even more striking than I had ever thought. Tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair that framed a hard structured jaw. His eyes... goodness, his eyes were dark and intense, the kind of gaze that could strip you bare. My mind, traitorous and foolish, actually drifted for a second to thoughts of what it would be like to be the focus of that gaze for something other than a reprimand. I snapped myself out of it. Stop it, Selina. Chloe’s demeanor changed instantly. She rushed toward him, her voice soft and sweet now. “Malik... she bumped into me and wasted my drink. I was just..” “Is that why you’re watching her pick glass with her bare hands?” His tone was calm, but it carried a dangerous edge. Chloe blinked innocently. “No! No, I told her to get a bin, but she refused. I was only trying to help.” I stared at her, my mouth falling open. The sheer ease with which she lied was incredibly shocking . Malik turned his eyes to me. For a moment, I braced myself for the scolding I was sure would follow. My mind raced, already rehearsing my defense. "What’s your name?” his question struck me to a shock. I blinked, caught off guard. "Uhm.. Selina.” “You’re new?” “Yes,” I murmured. His expression softened, just barely... but enough for me to notice. “Be more careful next time.” And with that, he walked away, Chloe clinging to his arm, though she glanced over her shoulder to shoot me a glare cold enough to freeze fire. I just stood there, staring after them, my mind reeling. Did that really just happen? He didn’t punish me. He didn’t even believe her lie. Maybe… just maybe he isn't as bad as the rumors has made him out to be, and maybe, this week wouldn’t be as impossible as I thought.Eva's POV.By the time the sound of the council bell faded, the sky had already turned the colour of deep iron. From the balcony outside my rooms I could see the torches being lit along the palace wall, one after another, small blooms of fire pushing back the dusk. I knew where he was. The elders’ chamber always left the same look on his face when he returned... like a man who had been staring at the heart of a storm too long.I stayed near the window until I heard the door open.Nicklaus came in without a word, closing the door behind him with a slow click. His cloak was damp at the hem and the air around him still carried the chill of his usual state after each meeting with the elders.“Did they listen?” I asked softly.He gave a small, humorless laugh and started unfastening the clasps of his cloak. “They listened. Whether they understood, that’s another matter.”He hung the cloak on the stand by the fire and stood for a moment, staring into the flames. The golden light traced the
The doors of the council chamber creaked open on their ancient hinges, and a gust of cold air swept through the room. Nicklaus entered alone. His cloak of deep black brushed the floor; he did not glance left or right as he walked the long aisle toward the dais; the twelve elders were already seated, their gray eyes following him like wary owls. He stopped at the base of the dais, folding his hands behind his back. For a long moment he said nothing. Only the low crackle of torch-flame and the faint rustle of robes disturbed the stillness.When he finally spoke, his voice was quiet but filled the hall. “You’ve all been waiting for this summons. You’ve all had questions about my child. Tonight you’ll have your answers.”Elder Kruger cleared his throat and leaned on his cane. “Your Majesty,” he said, his tone absolutely carefully, “the pack speaks only from concern. We have seen… signs; the people are only uneasy.”“Uneasy,” Nicklaus repeated. He let the word sit between them, his amber
Eva's POV.A full year had passed, yet sometimes I still woke in the middle of the night half expecting to find Nicklaus hunched by the window again, whispering his wild promises to the moon. But he hadn’t broken another promise since that night. Somehow, impossibly, he had done it.The school stood now on the eastern ridge of the pack lands, from the castle balcony I could see its spires glinting in the sun, Valmor rippled proudly in the wind, and beyond them stretched the crowd: parents, travelers, and children of every shape and gift, all gathered for this day.I still could hardly believe he’d done it.Nicklaus had vanished for months at a time during that year, crossing mountains, deserts, and corners I’d only heard of in stories. Each time he returned, there was a new scar on his hand, but in exchange he always got what and who he'd gone after. Whether it's an ancient seer, a forgotten warlock, or a moon-priestess, a scholar from the ruins of the west. One by one, they had foll
Eva's POV.I don’t know what woke me, maybe the cold, or maybe the silence that had settled too perfectly over the room. For a long moment, I lay still, staring at the ceiling above.Then I turned my head and found his side of the bed empty.Nicklaus sat by the window, his robe half undone, his hair disheveled, and yet he looked more regal in that quiet than he ever did on the throne.Something about the way he sat, elbows on his knees, fingers interlaced, head bowed slightly told me that his mind was far away.I pushed the blanket aside and stood. The floor was cold beneath my feet, I wrapped my shawl around my shoulders and walked softly toward him.“Nicklaus,” I said gently.He didn’t turn immediately. His gaze stayed fixed outside, on the moonlit courtyard below. Only when I touched his shoulder did he glance at me, and even then, his eyes looked distant, as if they’d been somewhere far, far away.“Couldn’t sleep?” I asked softly.He shook his head. “No.” His voice was rough, carr
Eva's POV.Nicklaus sat by the window, elbows resting on his knees, his eyes fixed on the fading moon. He hadn’t spoken much since the morning council. I didn’t need to ask why. The whispers about our child had reached the outer courts now, spreading like wildfire.But at that moment, all I could think of was the faint hum that pulsed through the room, It came from the cradle beside my bed. My baby... our miracle, slept so peacefully, unaware of the fear her existence was stirring outside these walls.Then came the knock.It didn't sound like that of a servant. I turned, heart tightening even before I opened the door.Renna stood there, her cloak dark with travel dust, and her eyes glinting with something I couldn’t read.“Renna,” I whispered, relief washing over me for a heartbeat. She looked weary, but she managed a faint smile.“Your Majesty,” she said softly, bowing her head before glancing past me toward the cradle. “May I come in?”Nicklaus rose immediately. “You came sooner tha
The council chamber was colder than usual.Not because of anything, but because of the weight of the eyes fixed on Nicklaus. Nicklaus stood at the head of the long obsidian table, arms crossed, every muscle tight with patience he didn’t truly feel.The elders had been whispering for weeks. He’d heard it in the corridors, caught glimpses of their anxious faces, the way their conversation always hushed when he entered a room. But today, they weren’t hiding it.Elder Kruger, the oldest among them, leaned forward first. “My King,” he began, his tone careful, “forgive our intrusion into personal matters… but the council needs clarity.”Nicklaus didn’t respond. He simply looked at him, the kind of look that had once made grown men fall silent on battlefields.Kruger cleared his throat. “There have been sightings. Disturbances, they say, and all near the palace grounds.”Nicklaus arched an eyebrow. “You believe the forest misbehaves because of my daughter?”Another elder, newly elected coun







