I was tired and drained. I would have sobbed as usual but my body wouldn't agree with my emotions. I fell on the bed, not sleeping though, I couldn't sleep. The restlessness of my mind didn’t help. My thoughts were going in all directions at once. There were too many questions, I didn't know how to answer them. This wasn't the life I bargained for, now I had another Leon and Zoey in my life only that there were three now. I could see the darkness slowly creeping into the room, the last rays of daylight were fading away into darkness. I fell into a dreamless slumber . The night continued like this without interruption until morning arrived. The sky was grey, a light fog covered the atmosphere. The cold weather did not suit me, it made me shiver more. I woke up earlier than usual because my stomach wouldn't stop rumbling. When I realized this, In as much as I would have loved to go get some food instead of waiting around for breakfast to come, I just couldn't. It wasn't my home. Even w
The Lycan King didn't come to check on me that evening. Only the maid brought food, the same maid I had spoken to earlier. I had a feeling he was avoiding me. I tried to convince myself that it wasn't that much of a big deal yet I felt unsatisfied.The moon shone through my window, its call was as loud as sirens and I answered. From my bed, I could see the trees outside glittering from the silver light from the moon but tonight, even though there was nothing particularly special going on there, I found myself drawn to the window. A strange excitement took hold of me, maybe it was the thrill of adventure, and the desire to explore and discover what lied beyond my walls. Immediately I moved toward it, I knew just why.It was Sheliah who was excited not me. Okay maybe I was a little because beneath the moonlight was the Lycan King in a white shirt that seemed to glow more and his black hair flowed gently around his back and shoulders. His long arms were crossed over his chest, and he sto
It had been two days and he wasn't back.I had managed to avoid his mother, sister, and former mate like plaques. One of the maids was kind enough to get paintbrushes, plain white sheets, and a row of watercolors for me. It was one of the kindest someone had done for me, an act of generosity.I had begun to paint and that kept me busy for most of the time. Today, I decided to help Luisa make apple pie. Did you know she spoke German, Spanish, and French? It was all very interesting to listen to. I'd spend time in the kitchen and even when she wouldn't let me help, she always entertained me with stories from her childhood.She had grown up in a small village near Berlin, in Bavaria. She and her sister grew up together. They both attended high school together. Her brother had died shortly after entering high school due to a heart attack and the family had broken apart, she herself ended up living with her aunt and uncle.I didn't press on any further, it was a sad tale and I didn't want
The Lycan King seemed to be avoiding. He didn't stop by my room again, he seemed to always hurry away when he saw me in the hallway. I didn't go beyond there. Luisa always stopped by with food and whatever I needed by that I meant whatever the Lycan King sent her to give to me. Sometimes we'll chitchat but not for long because she was scared of the Lycan King and was always hurrying away. I spent more time painting, the annual gathering for all werewolves from different packs was tomorrow and Luisa told me she was hyped up for it. She was going with Alfred, he was her mate and trust me when I say I didn't see it coming.They were so into each other, Luisa looked like she could be floating in the air. I didn't think I was going, Leon always had the habit of telling me when it was five minutes before the occasion and I wasn't surprised that the Lycan King didn't tell me.I was in my room when Luisa came in with a shopping bag, while wriggling her eyes suggestively.“What's in the bag?”
Inside the glass building, was everything I expected and even more. Every Alpha, AlphaFemale, Beta, Delta, Gamma, Salutary, Sentiel, Elder, Hunter, and Scout seemed to look their best, with designer dresses and Tuxedos that cost a fortune on the outside and the inside. They had set up fancy tables, for each table was full of all kinds of delicacies; it was like an elegant dinner party. Everything glittered in white, silvery, and gold; the lights added a different glow to it. And even though everything looked so great, I still didn't feel like I belonged, I could feel the stares on me, but I couldn't tell if it was all in my head. I had forgotten that the Lycan King was holding one of my hands until I felt him pressing my palms softly. It was a simple gesture but I felt my insides warm up. He looked at me with concern in his bright green eyes. "You are safe Arielle," he said quietly, and I could see the concern forming in the corner of those green orbs eyes. "It is okay to be scare
His cold laughter startled me, it sent shivers down my spine and caused goosebumps to form on my skin.“You think you are so smart, don't you?” he was taking slow steps toward me. For the first time in a long time, I wished I was an actual werewolf and hadn't wolfed out yet, only my parents, Leon and Zoey knew that, it explained so much about why my wounds never healed fast...“Please let me go” I pleaded, I'm afraid to move, I didn't want to cause any harm, he was right in front of me now, and his breath fanned across my cheek sending chills throughout my body.“Or what will happen ?” he was smiling down at me, but I swear it wasn't a smile it was more of a twisted grimace, showing off all his perfectly pearly teeth.I gulped nervously and held my breath while trembling in place.“You came here all dressed up like a slut in that dress, with him, do you think you can embarrass me Arielle?” he asked.“L...Leon please” I begged, I couldn't hold my gaze from his eyes, he had a terrifying
I woke up with puffy red eyes, but it didn't bother me, I made sure to lock myself in my room away from the Lycan King, Luisa, and his family who wanted my neck on a silver platter. I don't even think I was exaggerating, his mother's words were cold, and her tone dangerous, his sister's glare was enough to send me six feet beneath, and his mate- former mate? she couldn't wait to get rid of me. I couldn't tell if the Lycan King wanted me here genuinely or if I was just one of the few inconveniences that he had to deal with to get an heir. Why did it matter to me? Of course it didn't.I wasn't in the mood for breakfast so I ignored Luisa when she knocked. I intended to stay in here as long as I could. After I had my bath, I decided to paint to help ease my mind and the tension I was feeling, and I ended up painting the Lycan King starting at the dance floor. The colors flowed through my paints quickly, the image vivid and bold, and it felt good to see it again.What was I really doing?
“You should close your mouth,” I told Luisa.I was in the kitchen with her, and she and the other maids still wouldn't let me help. I told her about the Lycan King breaking the door and Luisa looked like she was about to shit her pants, her face looked ridiculously white like she had seen a ghost. I went on to tell her about what I had said to him.“What!” she shrieked. The older maids glanced at us disapprovingly. But I ignored them.“I know, I know I shouldn’t have said that but I was angry, “ I told her.“Why? You should apologize, it's still a miracle he didn't rip your head out of your neck” she muttered the last part lowly but I heard her.“I don’t know, I mean his mother said those things to me not him. I don't know” I told her truthfully.She smiled at me.