Avaline Cross was an unlucky werewolf. Lost her parents in a battle where they had bravely saved the sons of the Alpha King, Dion and Alistar, Avaline was sent to work as a slave in the Alpha house as a condition for living with them instead of being shipped to foster institutions. Years passed as Avaline developed a crush on both boys, Dion and Alistar and followed them everywhere,trying her best to impress them despite being a maid. Only for the brothers to treat her worse than a servant and shower all their attention on Solaya leaving Avaline aggrieved. Avaline and Solaya never saw eye to eye and on her 18th birthday, Avaline found out that she was mates to both Dion and Alistar but the brothers didn't take it well. They kept treating her poorly and Avaline was holding on to the moment when they would realize their errors and choose her like how it goes in the romance books she reads. Solaya was unlucky, she was sold out to marry Lycan King Zirael, a heartless man that was feared by all supernatural and hated werewolves. The brothers tried to switch the brides and give Avaline to Zirael instead but it wasn't possible. Avaline was burned alive by her two mates, Dion and Alistar after she was framed for attempting to kill Solaya, their reason for love. Dying on the stake, her last memories were seeing Aida try to pull her off from the fire while the rest kept jeering and laughing Aida was five and the only one who cared about her. Avaline made a wish, if she had a second chance, she would never waste it on those useless Alphas, and would choose to be a sacrifice for Lycan Alpha Zirael of the Hidden Haven.
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AVALINE
The hot water burned my hands as I furiously scrubbed the grease from another plate, but I barely felt it anymore, as I had gotten used to it.
Pain had become my constant companion over the years, it didn't matter if it came from the pain of doing endless hours of labor or the deeper wound that was in my chest every time I watched Dion and Alistar pour their attention on Solaya while treating me like the gym underneath their shoes. Absolute trash.
I should have known better by now. I should have stopped hoping that they would see me as more than an orphaned servant girl, who they owed their lives to.
But hope was a stubborn thing, clinging to my heart like a parasite that refused to die no matter how much poison I fed it.
The kitchen door was suddenly thrown open with such force that it slammed against the stone wall, making me jump and nearly drop the plate I was holding. I turned around quickly, wondering what could have happened for this noise to happen in the first place only to see Solaya standing at the doorway looking furious.
Before I could even understand what was going on. She slapped me so hard that I saw stars dancing around my vision. The slap stunned me sending the plate falling from my hands and shattering on the ground into million of pieces.
"You heartless bitch!" Solaya screamed, her voice was filled with rage as she pointed her fingers at me and continued speaking. "How could you do this to me? How could you be so cruel?"
I held my stinging cheek, staring at her in shock as I had no idea what she was talking about.
"What are you talking about? I haven't done anything to you."
"Don't you dare lie to me!" She stepped closer, her face filled with pure hatred for me as she continued speaking.
"You know exactly what you've done, so don't you dare play the innocent card now. Alpha Monroe is sending me as an offering to that monster Zirael because of you! Because you're mated to his sons!"
The words felt like I had been punched out of breath as I staggered back a bit. I had discovered the mate bond just days ago, that invisible thread that linked me to both Dion and Alistar.
I had been so hopeful, thinking that surely they would have to accept me now. That the Moon Goddess herself had chosen me for them.
"How is that my fault?" I whispered, my voice barely audible to be heard. "I didn't choose this any more than you did."
Solaya's laugh sounded bitter and cruel as she shook her head and continued speaking.
"If you hadn't been mated to them, you would have been the one to go to Hidden Haven. I would have been safe here, loved and protected. Instead, I'm being sent to that nightmare of a territory where werewolves are despised and killed for sport. I'm going to die, Avaline, and it's all because of you!"
. I had heard the stories about Zirael, the ruthless Lycan King who ruled over Hidden Haven with an iron fist.
They said he was a monster who showed no mercy to those who crossed him, especially werewolves. The thought of Solaya being sent there filled me with guilt as there was one thing that Zirael didn't stand and that was werewolves. Rumors had it that he never let any werewolf in his pack, but allowed other supernaturals. It was a red zone for wolves like us.
"Solaya, I'm sorry, I never meant—"
But she was already moving, her face filled with malice. Before I could react, she grabbed a wooden spoon from the counter and hit it against her own arm with enough force to leave a mark. Then she did something that made my blood run cold – she screamed.
Her scream was so convincing that I almost believed she was actually being hurt. She turned and ran from the kitchen, her cries loud enough to be heard miles away as I stood frozen in shock.
My heart was beating fast against my ribs as I realized what she had done. I dropped the dish towel and ran after her, barefoot to stop her but I was too late.
I found her in the main hall, surrounded by Dion and Alistar, tears rolling down her face as she clung to Dion's shirt.
The sight of them together, of the way they held her so protectively, made me jealous as they never treated me like that.
"She tried to burn me!" Solaya sobbed, her voice filled with genuine anguish as she wiped her tears and continued speaking.
"She said I deserved it, that I was going to get what was coming to me. She said she was going to be the new Luna when I was gone, that she would finally have what she always wanted!"
"What?" Dion's voice was quiet, but I could see the rage building in his dark eyes as he looked up at me.
"You did what?"
"I didn't—" I started, but Alistar cut me off with a snarl.
"You sick, twisted little bitch." His face was twisted with disgust for me as he helped Solaya to her feet.
"After everything we've done for you, this is how you repay us?"
"I didn't do anything!" I protested, desperation making my voice break and sound higher like I was experiencing puberty for the first time.
"She's lying! She hurt herself and—"
"ENOUGH!" Dion's roar silenced me instantly. He stood slowly, his huge frame overshadowing mine as he glared at me with pure hatred.
"Guards!"
Several pack warriors appeared as if from thin air, their faces grave as they awaited orders from their Alphas. I had known these men since I was a child, I had served them meals and mended their clothes, but now they looked at me like I was a stranger. A threat to be taken care of.
"Take her to the woods," Dion commanded, his voice cold as ice as he added. "It's time she learned what it feels like to burn."
"No, please, you can't—"
The guards didn't wait for me, as they grabbed my arms, dragging me toward the door despite my struggles to break free from them. I looked back desperately at Solaya, who was still clinging to Alistar, but there was something in her eyes that made my blood freeze. A moment of satisfaction which was quickly hidden behind her tears.
She had planned this. All of it.
The night air was cool against my skin as they dragged me through the forest. I could smell the smoke from the bonfire long before I saw it, and my stomach clenched with terror as I realized what was happening.
Chapter 19The servant quarters, when we finally reached them, were worse than I had imagined. The rooms were barely large enough for a single person, with thin walls that would provide no privacy and doors that looked like they could be broken down without much struggle. The entire area felt more like a prison than a house."This is where you live?" I asked, unable to keep the disbelief from my voice."It's not so bad," Aida said defensively, though her tone suggested she was trying to convince herself as much as us. "We have our own room, and there's a window that lets in light during the day."I exchanged glances with Lucerion, seeing my own horror reflected in his pale eyes. As we approached what I assumed was their room, I noticed someone pacing anxiously in front of the door. It was a middle-aged woman in servant's clothing, her face creased with worry as she wrung her hands."Aida!" she called out when she spotted us, relief flooding her features. "Thank the Moon Goddess you
Chapter 18LUCERIONThe fact that this child was more concerned about her mother's welfare because she was worried her mum would get hurt than her own hunger made something break inside my chest. "No one will punish anyone," I said, my voice fierce with confidence and absolute, gaining a look from Zirael, who was realizing that I was getting more affected than I liked to admit. "I promise you that."Zirael leaned forward in his chair, his expression serious as he asked her."Aida, when was the last time you had a full meal?"She looked confused by the question. "I don't know what you mean.""He means," I said carefully, "when was the last time you ate until you were completely full? Until you didn't want any more food?"Her brow furrowed in concentration. "I... I don't remember."The simple honesty of her answer made me want to tear something apart with my bare hands. This innocent child couldn't even remember what it felt like to not be hungry."That's going to change," I said, mov
Chapter 17 Zirael and I exchanged a look. We were able to understand what little Aida was still innocent of– the human woman had apparently been providing personal service to the Alpha's sons, and her withdrawal from that role had created tension among the other servants, so they were taking out their frustration on the little girl, because they felt, it was because of Aida, that her mum stopped."The woman who hurt you," Zirael continued carefully, trying not to alarm Aida whom we had already gotten to slowly trust us that we wanted to help, "was she angry on behalf of the brothers, or for her own reasons?"Aida's brow furrowed in concentration trying to remember it well. "I think... I think she was angry because now she has to do some of the work Mummy used to do. And she doesn't like Mummy very much anyway.""Why doesn't she like your mother?" I asked, though I was beginning to suspect the answer."Because Mummy is prettier," Aida said bluntly, not skipping a beat as I fought the
Chapter 16ZIRAELI studied her carefully, as I took notice of the way she held herself – protective, defensive, but not too submissive. Even terrified, she maintained self respect and dignity that wasn't normally found in someone so young."You're injured," I said, observing her wounds as I kept my voice neutral.She looked down at her arms, where bruises were already beginning to form as she hid it behind her back. "It's nothing," she said quickly. "I'm used to it."The words hit me like a physical blow as I felt my breath hitch hearing her words. Used to it. This child was used to being hurt, used to being treated as less than human and she didn't see it as a big deal, and probably saw it as one of her daily activities. And suddenly, I understood why Lucerion had been so angry."What's your name?" I asked gently, trying to remain calm so I wouldn't scare her off."Aida," she replied, her voice trembling a bit as she held my gaze and added. "Aida Cross.""And the woman who was hi
Chapter 15ZIRAELI felt him pout against my neck, like someone who looked miserable because he wasn't offered candy when I didn't immediately offer my throat. "Later," I said firmly, keeping my foot down on this. "When we're not in a bathtub in someone else's territory.""Promise?" he asked, pulling back to look at me with those pale eyes that seemed to see through my soul."Promise," I confirmed, reaching up to stroke his damp hair as I pushed it gently from his face before adding. "Now help me wash, so we will be done quickly and then we can continue this conversation somewhere more comfortable."An hour later, we were settled on the couch in the sitting room, both of us were dressed in loose clothing that wouldn't affect our movement at all yet making it easily accessible if he needed to feed.. I had taken my usual position in the corner of the couch where I was pouring through some newspapers that had been kept here with some magazines, while Lucerion had draped himself across
Chapter 14ZIRAELThe evening seemed tense as Lucerion and I finally made it to Nightwood Pack territory. . I could sense the nervous energy of the pack members even from this distance, the way they hurriedly rushed to make sure that everything was set in order for our arrival.Alpha Monroe himself waited at the main entrance, and he was flanked by his sons, Dion and Alistar. All three men wore suitable clothes for the occasion as their posture screamed respect but not submission.I appreciated that about Monroe – he knew how to show proper reference to those higher and stronger than him but he also did it in a way without disrespecting himself or his pack.."Lycan King Zirael," Monroe said, stepping forward with a deep bow immediately we stopped before them as he spoke. "Welcome to Nightwood Pack. It's an honor to have you in our territory.""Alpha Monroe," I replied with a brief nod of my head as I continued looking around."Thank you for your hospitality."Beside me, Lucerion was
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