Mag-log in~ Emilia ~
“You can come in, Ivy." I responded, and Adrain moved to the door. He opened the door, and Ivy bowed, making way for him to leave before she came in. ‘Shit, I was still tying a towel.’ "Just hold on, Ivy; I will invite you in when I’m done.” Ivy turned back and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. I hurriedly put on my clothes and then called her back. “Ma’m, someone brought you this." She said and stretched out a white envelope to my face. I looked at it and then back at her face. I crossed my arms. "Someone dropped it for me?” I queried, confused. “Yes, ma'am. The letter was directed to you.” She explained. What she said wasn’t just adding up. Who would possibly drop off a letter for me? “Drop it here, Ivy." I pointed at the couch. Ivy gently placed the envelope there and bowed before leaving. After I had packed my hair, I went to where the envelope was kept and picked it up. I went to my bed and sat down, assessing the letter. ‘Emilia Grayson’ was boldly written on it. Someone who knew me well then. I tore open the sealed envelope and pulled out the letter. My heart kept racing with thought as I unfolded the white paper. Who would possibly want to reach me without texting? I read the first line, but it made no sense. I continued reading and paused when I got to a part. Who was this and why would he give me three days to come see him? And he did mention my father's name, showing he knew me better. “Three days time at Crescent City, east side of Lycaonia." I memorized. Leaving this pack was going to be hard; the pack was guarded heavily, and Adrain warned his guards not to allow me to leave without his permission. It was going to be a hard task, though, but I needed to go because he has an important message and necessary documents to sign. I picked up the envelope and then pulled out the remaining paper in it. I gasped when my eyes rested on it. It was a painting of me. I did it years ago and haven’t seen it for a while, even before I left my home. I picked up my phone to scan the sender's code written down, but it says ‘Code is null.' How then would I find the exact place when I get to Crescent City, since it says I should scan after my arrival? This is actually strange; I decided on telling Adrain about it and waved it off on a second thought. The letter says, 'Do not relate to anyone.’ I was just going to time perfectly and plan it out before the next three days. I climbed out of my bed and headed to my dresser to put on something more comfortable. I would take a walk round the park today to check out how it’s been guarded. I folded the papers and placed them in my luggage, carefully zipping the bag and keeping it in a safer position. ~~~~~~~~~ The weather was really cold outside; I breathed in slowly and ordered Ivy to come with me. We came out of the Alphas' quarters, and I then found out it was heavily guarded. The guards stood at every end of the door, holding their swords in their hands like they were ready for war. Leaving this pack was going to be a very difficult task. At one point, I thought about confiding in a guard. But he wouldn’t hesitate to tell Adrain. They avoided him like a plague. “I want you to lead me to the main gate that leaves the pack," I said, and Ivy stopped. She bowed and hesitated for a second before speaking. "Ma'am, the area is out of bounds, except to people who run errands or with the Alphas' approval." My jaw tightened. ”Take me to the gate now, Ivy.” I commanded in a stern voice. Ivy shrieked in fear, confused at what to do; she deliberated if she should follow my orders or Adrain's. “We have to take the other way." She pointed to the left side. “Okay, let's go." I urged her and we started going. We had barely walked five steps when a voice called me. “Luna Emilia?" I halted in my steps and turned to see the person. Austin! What does he want? He approached Ivy and me. “The Alpha is requesting your presence, ma'am." "My presence?” I asked, unsure. "Yes, ma'am, he is at his study now, waiting for you," Austin said, bowed, and left. I hissed. Why would he need me now? I had something important to do. I turned to Ivy. “We have to head back to the quarters now; I will continue the walk by tomorrow." She bowed without saying a word, and we headed back to the quarters, making up my mind to continue with it the next day.~ Emilia ~“Tell me more about it, Ivy. How long do the guards stay up at night or even in the morning? Tell me everything you know about it." I smiled and pointed to the couch for her to sit on while I moved to my bed.Ivy hesitated for a while before sitting. “The pack is heavily guarded every single hour of the day, both day and night.The general commander is in charge of assigning each guard to their duty post.And no one leaves the main pack gate without the order of the Alpha.” I nodded, all she was saying sinking in. “And about night, Luna, they guard also at night; the pack never goes an hour without the guards in their usual position, unless the Alpha says otherwise.”I wanted to press further, to ask even deeper questions, but I wasn’t sure it would go down well. It might stir up suspicion from her or even Adrain when he might have inquired about my whereabouts tomorrow. “I will need your help tomorrow, Ivy, but I will get you at that time. You can leave now." Ivy stoo
~Adrain~I ignored Charlotte and unlocked the drawer of the desk and began sorting the files.I searched all through but couldn’t find it. Losing this file would cost me a lot. I stopped the search and stood still.I was certain I left the file here at my penthouse. And no one has access to this place but just I and Charlotte.I turned to her; she was still pacing in the room. Her arms folded on her chest.She stopped, seeing my lingering gaze, and walked to where I was. She zipped down the jacket, pulling a file from its side.“Looking for this?" She waved the file in the air.I rushed over to her and managed to snatch it when she shifted backwards."The Southside armies are launching an attack soon.” She said, "You ought to be more careful, Adrain; things might get tougher than you think." She handed the file over to me.I pulled the signed documents and glanced through them, then placed them back on the file after confirming it was still intact. “Tell me more about the Southside
~Adrain~I glanced through the documents Austin dropped on my desk and shook my head in disagreement.How would the South Side armies want an agreement? The matter has already been resolved in a peace talk, so who would have brought it up again?I walked to the shelf next to my dresser and heaved. The piles of books there were discouraging for someone who wanted to search for something he didn’t know exactly where it was placed. I moved to the first row, carefully raising the books one at a time to ensure they didn’t stick to each other.The document wasn’t in the first row or the second or even the third row either.Could it be that I had misplaced it? My hands rested on my waist as I walked back to my desk, pulling the dresser open and beginning to rummage its contents.Still the same news. It wasn’t there.I closed my eyes, searching my head to remember if I had kept it somewhere else. But the memory wasn’t coming in. It's been three years, three whole years since it was signed an
~ Emilia ~“You can come in, Ivy." I responded, and Adrain moved to the door.He opened the door, and Ivy bowed, making way for him to leave before she came in.‘Shit, I was still tying a towel.’"Just hold on, Ivy; I will invite you in when I’m done.” Ivy turned back and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.I hurriedly put on my clothes and then called her back.“Ma’m, someone brought you this." She said and stretched out a white envelope to my face.I looked at it and then back at her face.I crossed my arms. "Someone dropped it for me?” I queried, confused.“Yes, ma'am. The letter was directed to you.” She explained.What she said wasn’t just adding up.Who would possibly drop off a letter for me?“Drop it here, Ivy." I pointed at the couch. Ivy gently placed the envelope there and bowed before leaving.After I had packed my hair, I went to where the envelope was kept and picked it up.I went to my bed and sat down, assessing the letter. ‘Emilia Grayson’ was boldl
~ Emilia ~The bang I felt on my head when I woke up was massive.I smiled, remembering how Adrain carried me in his arms to my room and then tucked me into bed after I told him I felt sleepy. He really cared, though. He ensured the vase didn’t hit my head, not just once but thrice.How do you feel when someone you think doesn't love you suddenly starts to care? The feeling is reassuring, so reassuring that you would fall for him again.I rolled myself out of the bed and headed to the bathroom.When I came back to my room, my mind raced back to the event that played earlier. How could a vase drop from the servants' quarters not even once but three whole times?Something is off. I sat down on my bed and crossed my leg, looking up to the sky as the thoughts flew in.I saw the figure, at least from his neck down to his head. But they were all covered in a black mask; I couldn’t see his face.Why would someone throw off a vase without even checking if someone was there? Let's say the v
~ Adrain ~I paced in my room, patiently waiting for Austin to arrive.“You called me." Austin bowed as soon as he stepped in."Earlier at the courtyard, did you make sure all the guards were present?" I stopped to face him.He tilted his head, then nodded."Yes, Alpha, I made sure they all left their quarters."“No," I shook my head. “They didn’t all leave their quarters.” I leaned closer.“Who then threw the glass?"“The glass?" Austin echoed, confused.“Yes, the vase. Not just once or even twice, but thrice. Three fucking times." I made the sign with my hands for clearer understanding.Austin still looked confused, and then I knew I needed to explain.“After addressing the guards, I was leaving and then bumped into Emilia, and next thing, a vase fell from the servant quarters almost hitting her.” I paused.Austin's expression was unreadable, but a mix of shock and confusion was written all over him.“I pulled her out the first time, the second, and the third time." I clenched my fi







