(Told in 3rd POV) 200 years ago… “You shall be the Alpha if something ever happens to me or to my son before he turns eighteen…” Those words reverberated in Rowan’s ears as he inched his ears closer to the wall. His father is talking to Beta Geoffrey just a day before the night of his eighteenth birthday. Rowan does not know what to feel. He feels excited because his birthday is nearing. But he also feels pressured because, anytime, his father can replace him if Rowan disappoints the current Alpha. It’s as if everything he has waited for years and years of his life will be taken away in a blink of an eye. Rowan put a hand to his chest, where his throbbing heart is caged within him: scared but eager. Frantic, he climbed to the peak of Selena’s Wall, where the view in the city of Moonburn as well as the secret village of Stella’s Soul can be both seen. Rowan drank in the taste of full moon night; crisp and cool, those feelings lightened the emo
Sunlight warmed Rowan’s cheeks as his fist landed on another punching bag made of hay. ‘Today is the day,’ he mused, a set of white teeth flashing as his smile slowly made its way to his face. He feels excited and happy. But at the same time, the nerve of anxiety seeped into his bones as the chilling thought of being wolfless run down his spine. Rowan’s early morning daily schedule already includes this: exercising and letting his body be drenched in heat and sweat, sunlight and warmth. And thinking. Overthinking. The sons of other Alphas said that it is just normal to worry, especially one’s eighteenth birthday and the day one’s wolf will be awakened will happen at the same time. But to Rowan…“I will have a wolf, father.” He declared to the wind, a morning prayer to the Three Goddesses who blessed their land. “I will not disappoint everyone.” “Or maybe they will disappoint you.” A pair of emeral
“So much for crying.” Rowan slowly lifted his head. It was a pale-skinned hand bearing a handkerchief that stopped his red-rimmed eyes from flowing more tears. “You should stop now.” A sweet smile bloomed across Eliane’s features, making his focus drifting towards her. “Honestly, you could flood the entire forest with that sea of sorrows cascading from your face…” Rowan gave her a breathy, anxious laugh. “You only said that because you’re not the one who disappointed your father.” “You did not disappoint them,” Eliane sat beside him, her red cloak being caked by the soil. “They disappointed you.” “What?” He whipped his face to her. “Why?” The High Priestess snorted. “Because they could not ingest their principles to you for the reason that you will never understand their belief due to you not being like them.” Rowan does not understand her. And yet… “Sometimes, it feels good to be different,” she
“Alpha…” “Speak what you must have spoken earlier,” his father commanded. The sweating glass of sweet ale wrapped around his fingers. “I now accept the fact that I am no longer your heir since I am wolfless—” “Ever since you were born, I know deep down, you have no wolf.” Karin only glared at his son, blue eyes stared at brown eyes. “Not even a sliver of courage flows in your soul. You’re a failure, Rowan.” His father paused, to let everyone hear what he’s going to say next. “You are a failure. And from now on until the end of time, you are no longer my son…” Then Alpha Karin straightened his back as he rose from his seat, feet leading outside the tavern. “Don’t expect that you will last long in Stella’s Soul.” Then his father was gone—along with his scent and voice. But the words of Rowan’s father...it was like a wildfire and he is nothing but a single branch in the blazing forest where not even ashes could be seen. He
Present DayElaine’s POVMy body felt sore and tired; I still felt sleepy despite being asleep for seven hours already. But I stretch out my arms anyway, willing myself to wake up. It’s already around ten in the morning and the heat of the sun is already seeping in my skin. I looked to my side and Tyler was still snoring, hugging Taylor. A fluffy pillow was between his legs. I don’t even know how Taylor ended up in our bed. I ruffled his messy hair as I climbed down from the purple bed. I was not able to see the sunrise, where the sky will begin to bleed in tangerine and pink, and the water of the Luna’s Lake reflecting beautifully especially in this distance. Yet, the lake still glimmers with every sunshine sent by the heavens. I smiled, my sleeveless nightgown almost left my body when a strong mountain wind passed by. “You should have woken me up.” A pair of muscular arms appeared from my waist, holding my stomach.
I could spend the rest of my life hoping things could have been different. But it was no use to keep on wishing for some things that will never come true; it’s only a waste of time. It was better to be grateful for the little mercies life gave me. I’d rather choose to remember the way my fate was always meant this way—to experience happiness while worrying if death will take it away any second I blink or breathe. I turned my head away from Tyler’s mansion, where most of our memories reside. Bile rises in my throat. Do I deserve these all? The luxury, this village, the sexiest and most thoughtful husband— I still felt as if I had never been here, that I should not be here. The voices of my sister, Lyta Rutherford and her mother echoing in my mind, ordering me to go buy groceries with the money I just got as salary as a waitress. I don’t know if these emotions are mine at all or is this because I am carrying me and Tyler’s chi
The hand released me after a minute of struggling. When I managed to gather enough air to breathe, I turned away from the fountain. I search for someone’s presence. But no one’s around. I looked to the side, behind. In front and on top of Selena’s Wall where ravens usually rest. But no one was around me; no one was with me in Aurora’s Waters in this gilded fountain. Only silence devoured the entire space. “Elaine, you’ve been—oh my Aurora, why are you so wet?!” Melissa rushed to me, holding on to her belly as she ran to where I am sitting on the ground. “I’m fine—for now,” I replied with a gloomy voice. My face is so wet as well as my clothes, waters dripping from my hair and body as I stood and strolled towards her. The wind brushing in my path makes me shake in coldness, not to mention I am only wearing a thin see-through dress over a white sleeveless and shorts. “Someone tried to drown me,” I blurted out
To laugh or to ask Jose if that’s true, that is the question. “She’s my friend and sister type. Elaine’s not my lover type,” the Beta immediately went in front of me. “Why are you acting as if I’m going to attack my wife?” Jose snorted. “I’m not doing it because of that.” “What is it then?” It was me who asked. “My shorts have a whole on the back,” Jose whispered. “I’m not wearing any underwear since it’s been hanging out for the sun to dry yet.” He looked to the side, his fluffy and smiling face returned. “I heard that,” Tyler grinned, hoisting his phone in the air. “Now turn around, pup. Your social media followers are dying to see that chunky, chocolate-ish fat ass.” “Shut up, Stormbringer and bring your wife to the dining room. I will prepare the feast for us.” Tyler only made fun of Jose behind as we both strolled after him. Tyler showed me Jose’s shirtless photos as Pegasus coiled on