Ashley
Today is the day my life truly begins. I sighed, biting on my lips as I stood by the full-length mirror, admiring my reflection. I loved what I saw. My eyes were so dazzled by the diamond necklace my fiancé gave me that I totally forgot how to blink. My fingers brushed along that hollow space in my neck. You know the part where pendants sat like chickens on nests, and I couldn’t help but blush. ‘Was this even real?’ I spun in every direction just to appreciate how great I looked from every angle. I felt a rush of excitement as I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I, twenty-one-year-old Ashley Wells, would be getting married to none other than Alexander Grey, the Alpha of the Shadow Haven Pack. It all began some days ago when I danced at the Moon festival. Being a professional, I saw the Alpha-Prince walk by me and clapped slowly. His eyes wrinkled slightly at my performance as he called out. “Hey! Wolf,” nothing more got me more excited that night. My aura and The white sprayed-haired man held his hand out for me to take and as soon as my palms settled in his, he whisked me away and marked me on that same night and thus our love story began. Though Alex was loved by many who always tried to catch his attention, I was never jealous nor did I care since it was in the nature of wolves, especially Alpha’s, to remain faithful to their mates, the ones who had been marked to be precise. “Hey girl, it’s time to giddy up! I think everyone has waited long enough now.” My best friend, Sophia, spoke. “Hmmm, let me have a look,” inquisitive look on her face as she began to fix the loose strands that had escaped from my updo. “This would be a bad omen if you had a bad hair day at your own wedding. You know, we wouldn’t want anyone to look prettier than the bride or rather steal the groom away from his bride,” she continued with her wry smile. “Oh please, Sophia, don’t go there. You know I’m not a fan of too much makeup. My Alex loves me and how natural I am,” I chuckled. “Whatever,” she rolled her eyes. “I think the mascara needs a little retouching,” She brought out my makeup kit and began to adjust my makeup. “Now hold still, I don’t want to piss off your crazy wolf,” she said jokingly, but I didn’t find it funny. “You know I can’t control Amber,” I replied in defense after a little silence. It seemed like she never cared about my response but was more focused on making me look exceptional. “Please turn around,” she ordered when she was finished with my eyes. “The corset will need some more adjustments too,” She added, professionally. “Sophia, I’m fine. I don’t think I’ll be able to breathe if this thing gets pulled any tighter. And I’m not going to die in the name of beauty. But I really appreciate your efforts,” I declined politely. “Hmmm, are you trying to say I’m wasting my time, trying to make my bestie look perfect on her wedding day?” She asked, disappointed. “Far from that dearie. I’m only saying that the corset is fine and thanks for the adjustments on the makeup.” “Alright then, if you insist. Now let’s take one last look at the mirror,” She exclaimed. I took another longing look at my gown, beaming with pride and joy as I readied myself to walk down the aisle. I felt like a princess. Scratch that, I felt like a queen. I had to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall. “You are gorgeous my friend,” she said, smiling. “Alex will not be able to take his eyes or his hands off you,” “Really, you think so? I asked, giving a half convincing smile. “I think I’m set then,” I confidently said. “She helped me with my dress while I walked down the stairs. “ I have a gift for you and I would love to show you before you walk into the hall,” She told me with excitement. “Can’t it wait until after?” I asked. “No, my love, I wouldn’t want to take you away from your beloved when you two should be enjoying your reception,” she scoffed. ‘Just come, it won’t be long.” “Sophia… you’ve already given me too much, you didn’t need to get me anything else,” “It will make me so happy if you accept it now,” She beamed. “I wonder what gift this might be that it cannot wait till after my wedding,” I replied, becoming curious and thrilled. “Just wait and see,” We both entered the third door in the hallway by the left. The room was well decorated and was a pleasant sight to behold. “Aww, Sophie, you went through all this just for me? I asked super excitedly. “This is just the tip of the iceberg, there’s more, just wait and see,” She smiled and walked out of the room. Out of excitement, I observed the room and realized that there was another door open, but the room was dark. Out of curiosity, I walked into the room and my leg hit an object. I bent over to pick it up but it pricked my finger. It was a knife with a liquid on it. I moved closer to the wall and turned on the light to discover something shocking. It was the corpse of Alex’s father. ‘You’ve got to be kidding me…’ I whispered. My mouth half way opened. My heart raced and I trembled. My eyes couldn’t accept the image right before it and my heart was shattered. I flinched at the sight of the blood stains all over. I went closer, trembling and almost immediately, I noticed a small crowd of people entering the room with Alex leading the flock. He looked at me with hatred and shock as I held the knife. He growled. “Ashley! what have you done?”Ashley. Eunice. Her name kept on ringing in my head as I walked to and fro inside my room. If she heard a thing from what Claire and I discussed, that would be more than a disaster. I ventured to the refrigerator and took a bottle of soda. I had a long gulp and belched. ‘This suits my mental state right now,’ I mumbled. I was so troubled that evening. I needed to see Boris. He sent for me a few hours ago.I felt an inexplicable tingling sensation on the crown of my head, like the whispers of ancient secrets. It was as if the air around me was charged with an otherworldly energy, and i couldn't shake the feeling that something magical was unfolding, thread by thread. I noticed a few changes in my canine tooth which ached me lately, my furs were itchy and I could barely stay without hearing sounds resembling indistinct chattering. It felt like I was under some wolf spell. I walked out of the room immediately, towards the Alpha’s Chambers. While I walked, I heard some noise coming o
Ashley. “‘Enjoy your meal, Luna?’, seriously?!” My eyes flashed with annoyance as I rounded Claire, my voice low and urgent. “I’m sorry Luna, it was a mistake,” She voiced as she stood to apologize. She was working on her flowers and trimming some others. “Mistake? You almost put us both in trouble right there,” I paused, hissed. My hands were folded, my jaw clenched in frustration. I exclaimed as I watched Claire concentrate on her flowers. I was pissed at what she did. She almost got us both in trouble. “Luna, please, you’ll have to take things slowly, okay?” She responded as she continued with her flowers while I watched. “How would you just write that and place it right under the lump. Do you think Boris would be fooled?” I yelled. My eyes showed frustration. My brows furrowed. “Ash, I knew what I did there, it was a test run. Please—chill,” “You messed up right there!” I cut her. It angered me that she didn’t even see the need to show remorse. She always defended herself
Boris. I decided to surprise my wife with a quick morning breakfast. Later that day, she’s going to be celebrated by the pack and also the ritual of acceptance would be carried out to welcome her formally into the pack. I had some pancakes and cheese burgers in the tray and beside them was a glass of milk. ‘I bet she’s going to like this,’ I whispered as I snapped my right fingers. As I walked down the lobby, I felt my wolf—Silverback was unsettled. It whispered. ‘I don’t align with her wolf,’ It seemed weird to me anyway but I paused and glanced at the tray for a second. I had a quick flash from yesterday's encounter, from the hospital. It’s true she was brought back to life by the moon goddess, but she acted really awful. It was so embarrassing to me, chasing after my own wife like one chasing after a mad woman. It’s been a while since Roan called me Boris, but yesterday she did. So many signs I didn’t notice, and also when she stretched to take the glass of milk from me, she d
Ashley. [12AM Midnight]I was careful not to let any of the werewolf guards spot me. I took a veil belonging to Roan from her wardrobe which aided in my disguise. I strode towards the courtyard as directed in the note. Maybe this Claire lady would have an explanation for what was happening to me. My heart raced as I heard footsteps come from the corner of the building. I had to maintain the aura the real Roan had. No one had to note me as Ashley, or being an imposter. I wasn’t even familiar with my wolf. I didn’t know if I had one.The murmuring approached and I knew for certain I’ll have to hide, but I was already late. The next pillar was just a step ahead but I already felt the presence of the men behind me. “Stop!” The deep bass voice echoed as I paused. “Turn around, slowly,” the second man added. As i turned around, my eyes widened with fear, my chest heaved rapidly, my heart pounding visibly beneath my shirt—eyes darting frantically, searching for an escape. I exhaled and
Ashley. “Ouch, where the hell am I?” I turned slowly to the corner as I lay on the bed. I felt my body ache and some stitches around my left arm. I felt horrified. I panicked at the sight of a number of medical syringes and beside them were pints of blood, plasters and drugs. ‘This can’t be a hospital, hospitals don’t have wardrobes,’ I muttered as I observed the room for a moment. I was definitely in a luxury apartment. Maybe, soon I’ll find out who it belonged to. I had a flash back of the executioner as he rasied his axe to slice through. I shuddered. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I slurred. “What the fuck is going o…?” I wasn’t done before the door opened. A man walked into the room with a bottle of water in his hands. He looked familiar, like the same man from the hospital. “Are you okay?” He inquired, pretending to pay less attention to me as he dropped the bottle on a table in front. He brought out two tins of milk. I was speechless and kept on staring at him
Ashley.“She’s alive!” A voice whispered from the background as I lay flat with my eyes, trying to balance the ray of light from the window. “Where am I?” I voiced, my voice shrill. I felt surprised seeing myself in a hospital ward. The last thing I recalled was my head in the round stake and the painful slice from the executioner's axe. I flinched. “What’s going on?” I muttered as I raised my head and noticed a nurse with a file in her hand. “You’ll be fine, Luna.” She smiled wryly at me.“Oh dear, it’s good to have you back after such a long night. We were all scared and felt you’ve already passed on,” she rubbed her hands slowly, showing sympathy. “What the hell am I doing here? nurse. Why am I in a hospital, and where the hell is Alex…” I stuttered at the moment. My eyes popped wide open. I realized I just called out the name of my bane. Everything looked so confusing to me at the time and I felt so lost. “Roan? Roan?!” I heard the voice of a man call as he entered the ward