Isabella woke up today feeling really angry. For some reason, her dad wanted her and her mum to go collect the bride price.“I hate Avery so much”! She said in anger as she walked down the stairs for breakfast.“Why is your face that way”? Her father asked as she sat down on the dining chair.“Father, you know why”. She said with a frown.“I am sorry, I am getting old so I don't know why you're annoyed.” Isabella's father, Harold said.“Father,” Isabella began. “Why do we have to be the ones going to collect the bride price?" she asked. “We have servants that are probably lazing around doing nothing that would've done this job instead of us”. She said.“That is true Isabella”, Harold said with a nod of his head. “But think about it, alliances between packs is very rare and it's not an uncommon occurrence for a particular pack to be eliminated while another pack that's related to it by marriage or some sort of agreement watches on.”“What does that have to do with this”? Isabella asked
Avery came back feeling relieved, sitting down on her bar stool, she noticed the glass cup filed with wine before her.“I didn't order for a refill”. She said with a confused expression.“The lady you came with ordered a refill for you, your majesty”. The bartender responded.Turning to stare at her sister in surprise, she found it difficult to believe. “Do you mean this lady right here”? She asked, pointing at Isabella.“Yes your majesty”. He replied. “Did you come with anyone else? I'll have to take their order right away”.“No, no”. Avery responded with a smile. “She was the only one I came with it”.“Okay your majesty”. He replied. “Will you need anything else”?“I would not, thank you very much”. Avery replied before staring at the cup on the table before her.“What is the problem sister”? Isabella asked as she brought her chair closer. “If you do not want this particular brand anymore, I could tell the bartender to get you something else”. She said.“That's not it Isabella”. Ave
Silence descended upon the bar as Dean walked into it, his footsteps echoing around.“I asked a question, what is going on here”? He asked.Isabella hearing that spoke up hurriedly. “It's my sister, she rejected the glass of wine I got for her and she called me evil”. She replied.“Is that true Avery”? Dean asked with a frown, turning to stare at her.“That is not true your highness,” she replied with a shake of her head. “She…”“Why do we need to hear what she has to say”? Isabella asked, interrupting Avery as she tried to speak.“Do not interrupt anyone when they are talking”! Dean bellowed, causing Isabella to shrink her head in fear. “Go ahead my dear”. He Said.“Thank you my love”. Avery replied with a smile before narrating everything that had happened in the bar up untill that very moment.“So you're telling me that she is forcing you to drink that wine I'm seeing in that glass”? He asked, walking to the cup and picking it up before swirling the contents.“Yes your majesty”. Av
Margaret and Isabella stood before Harold, the alpha of their pack with fear in their eyes, Harold had always given the impression of a very weak and frail werewolf due to his sickness but the aura wafting off him made them forget that he was sick. It was at that moment, they remembered that he was still their alpha despite him being sick.“What exactly happened where you both went to”? Harold asked, leaning forward to glare at them“Well…we…got…” Margaret said, shaking in fright.“Speak coherently”! Harold snapped.“Yes Alpha”. Margaret replied, snapping at attention. “We got the dowry from king Dean.” She replied.“And?” Harold asked, raising an eyebrow.“We came back”. Margaret replied with a forced smile.Hearing that, Harold relaxed into his chair with his eyes turning to glare at Isabella. “so nothing happened in the pack that is worth talking to me about”? He asked“Well, we might have…” Isabella began.“Nothing happened alpha”. Margaret said, interrupting Isabella.Harold sta
As Damon lay on his bed, he felt his body in untold agony as he tried to lay in a way which would reduce the pain.Each breath he took was like a knife passing through his nose into his lungs and slicing it open.“Looks like I also have some broken ribs”. He hissed in pain.Looking down at his body, he noticed the bandages all around it, hiding the canvas of cuts and bruises all over his body which was a testament to his ordeal at the hands of Dean.“I never thought it'll end like this”, he thought to himself. “I knew I would lose but not this badly”.Shaking his head sadly, he winced in pain before staring at the ceiling above him. Recalling the event that led to his predicament, he sighed.“I wonder if Avery is okay''. He said quietly to himself.“I think you need to start worrying about yourself alpha”. His Beta, Victor walked into the room.“Nice to see you too Victor”. Damon replied with a roll of his eyes.“You know I am happy to see you alpha”. Victor said with a disarming smil
Avery stared at her two maids who had looks of fear on their faces. “What do I need to know about”? She asked.“It's about the servants in this pack and the alpha, who is also his husband, his majesty, king Dean.” Cabrera replied.“What about him”? Avery asked with a look of skepticism.“Your majesty,” Solution began with a slight bow, “I understand that you might not believe us but please know that whatever we say here is the truth and we gain absolutely nothing by lying to you”. She said.“Actually, we stand to lose a lot by lying about this and I hope you understand that your majesty”. Cabrera chimed in.“I understand”. Avery replied with a nod. “Go ahead”.Solution and Cabrera looked at themselves before nodding to each other, “your majesty, how do you think I and my sister here came to be in this pack”? Cabrera asked.“You guys were bought as slaves right”? Avery asked, glancing at them.“Not really”. Cabrera replied, shaking her head. “We were taken from our mother's womb as bab
Avery woke up the next day feeling nervous. Today was the day she was going to find out how the servants are branded. She didn't know what to expect but she felt she needed to know and was prepared for anything that might happen.Avery went around her regular duties which consisted of not much since she was a queen. All she had to do was supervise the servants working in the house and while doing that, she noticed that every servant seemed eager to work under her with some servants sneaking when they thought she wasn't looking to work.She made a mental note to ask Solution and Cabrera later in the evening.Once the house cleaning was done, she saw that it was already five in the evening. Dismissing the servants who for some reason looked sad to stop working, she walked towards the farms in hopes of seeing her two maids.Looking ahead, she noticed both of them carrying a bundle of Hay. “It's really nice to see you guys after all these while”. Avery said with a smile on her face.“Work
Avery woke up with a clear goal in mind. “I am going to talk to Dean today and hopefully stop this barbaric practice.” she said to herself as she walked towards his throne room.Entering it, she saw him sitting on his throne deep in thought.“Hello my love”. She began, walking towards him.“Hey Avery”, he called. “How're you doing”? “I am okay, is there something on your mind”? She asked as she sat down on a chair before him, by his right hand side.“Nothing, you need to worry yourself about my love”. Dean replied. “So is there something you want to talk to me about”? He asked with an easy smile.Gulping heavily, Avery nodded in response before speaking up. “My love, I learnt that you usually brand the servants with hot silver which marks their busiest with numbers”. She said.On hearing that, the smile on Dean's face disappeared. “Where did you hear that”? He asked.“It doesn't make a difference my love, I only want you to…”“Where did you hear about that from”?! Dean shouted, bangi