Marco led the way as we walked down to the ground floor of the palace. On the east wing was a large room with a small desk and several cushioned chairs. This room was where our chief palace guard would schedule the duties of the day with any guards that were on palace patrol. Every night and day, there would always be two of our guards placed in this room, because on the left, opposite the desk was a heavy metal door. Marco commanded one of his guards to escort us and twist open the steel lock. The door creaked open and as his guard picked up a lantern next to the door, lit it and led us through. As soon as my feet hit the stone and narrow steps I was instantly hit with the smell of dung, mould and rusted metal, and the further we went down the steps, with just enough light to vaguely see your own two feet in front of you.We reached the underground of the palace, and along the brick walls were loose chains with cuffs hanging from hooks, and down the long cold corridor there was only
I exhaled heavily as I brushed my hair, staring out of the bedroom window as if in a trance, I must have put the brush though my hair about seventy times now. But I watched Marco like some creepy stalker as he was busy chatting to some of his guards by the new wall. Of course, I wasn’t checking him out, or ogling at him in a romantic way, I was merely gearing myself up to play a part I knew I had to do convincingly.After seeing Richard and Rorke yesterday, I couldn’t stop thinking about them. Richard may still have a lot of loyalty and respect toward my father, but his faith that my father would return to save us was something I just couldn’t depend upon. I couldn’t let the days, weeks or months pass by with hope of some army my father managed to rally together, whilst in the meantime, Richard and Rorke, whom I care so much for would suffer and wilt away. But there was something else… something in my gut that was telling me not to wait, actually it was more like an urging! My instinc
Over the last four days, as much as it irritated and almost pained me to get along and even be nice to Marco, I also felt a sense of smug amusement. Any time he was surprised but receptive to my new attitude, I’d smile on the inside knowing I was getting closer to my goal, that as long as I played it right and remained patient, then hopefully he would he’d agree to free my beta and guard. Being nice, kind, agreeable and supportive always came naturally to me, but only when it was toward someone deserving of it, so with Marco, I found it a struggle. I’d have to bite my tongue every time I’d see his men casually strolling around with not much to do, taking it easy whilst my people were working to the bone. Any time he ridiculed the way my father used to run the pack, or if he was smug, brash and selfish, I’d try to contain myself from snapping at him. But at least now we were getting along better, my anxiety of walking alone outside amongst his pack wasn’t as overwhelming as it had been
Just as Marco had said, our dinner didn’t last well into the night, and as we said goodbye and headed upstairs, instead of going to the guest room, I turned right with him toward his bedroom.He looked at me in confusion as we walked side by side and he hesitantly opened the door for me to enter. “Is there something you need?” he asked as he hovered in the doorway.“What do you mean?” I replied as I gathered my pyjamas from the cabinet drawer.“Well, you’re in here and not your usual room. I figured you needed something”. “Am I not allowed to stay in here?” I questioned as I made my way to the bathroom.“Uh, yes. I just didn’t think you’d want to be back in here”. He said as he began to unbutton his shirt.“Well I’m here, so perhaps ease up on the questioning, you’ve been doing that a lot today”. I called back as I went into the bathroom to change.“I’m just a bit curious by your sudden change toward me”. He spoke up so that I could hear him through the closed door.Once I was dresse
“You have a visitor”. Nancy called out to me as she approached me coming down the stairs. She was one of our morning maids along with Lucile, however, Nancy was nowhere near as sweet and polite as Lucille was. Luckily she only worked two mornings a week, but whenever Marco didn’t eat breakfast with me, she would waltz into the room or the dining hall, roughly plonk down the tray with a huff and storm off. The only time she addressed me respectfully was when Marco was in earshot.She shot me a disgruntled look as Molly followed behind her through the palace doors. I ignored Nancy and looked past her shoulder to smile at Molly. “Molly!” I exclaimed with joy. “Well, this is a nice surprise, what brings you here today?” “Oh, I just wanted to check in and see how you were doing”. She replied nervously as she noted the three guards patrolling the hallway.“That’s so sweet of you”. I cheered as I neared her and took her hands in mine. “Marco isn’t using his study at the moment, so we can si
If things weren’t gloomy enough on an average summer day, it felt even harder now to find an ounce of joy or happiness now that the clouds were rolling in and the sun barely peeped any warmth through. I used to love autumn… it’s cool breeze, wind through my fur, running through the trees as their wet orange and yellow leaves brushed past me. I loved the smell of the damp grass, and the way the rain seemed to replenish the dry earth. But now, without the freedom to run around carelessly, or take a moment to stroll through the trees that surrounded our border, there wasn’t much left to enjoy about it, and for the first time in my life, I couldn’t wait for autumn to be over.I chucked on a thick cloak over my acceptable Luna gown and walked away from the window so that I could get on with baking the apple and pumpkin pies and deliver them all before the day had ended.I walked into the kitchen expecting to see one of the omega’s waitin
I woke up for once not sighing to myself at the thought of pushing through another day. Last night when we got into bed, Marco had told me he wanted to show me the crops in the morning, so that I could see for myself the changes he had made from my advice. But as I got dressed, although I wasn’t sighing, I was extremely wary and suspicious of his more ‘friendly’ attitude toward me. As much as I felt our conversation in his study yesterday was awkward, I wasn’t expecting to see any eagerness from him over some crops, or especially anything concerning me.As soon as he finished in the shower, and we were ready to go, we walked out of the palace, and I instantly scrunched up my face in confusion to see a swarm of omegas rushing around putting up wooden beams, attaching twinkling lights to them and setting up two long tables with white table cloths. “Umm, what’s all this for?” I asked Marco as I watched the hustle and bustle of it.“Well, they insisted on celebrating”. “Celebrating what?
If you had asked me a week ago “how are you Brooke?” Just a simple question, one I would have replied with “on top of the world… amazing, couldn’t be better”.If you asked me that now… not only would I answer with something completely opposite, but I’d probably cry before I could even utter any words. It all happened so fast, it all fell apart so quickly, right before my eyes, and I didn’t know how to stop it, or even if I could stop it.They came when we least expected it, when we had less guards patrolling than usual, just for one night, just for one special occasion, something to celebrate the future for us all. We were all so happy, merry, tucking into the delicious canapés that were so thoughtfully put together by our palace omega and expert chefs. The champagne bubbles filled our glasses, topped up regularly by our dedicated waiters. All of us women dressed in our best gowns, especially bought or made just for this one occasion, and the men looked like pure gentlemen in their cr