Astrid
I held the cape tightly, covering my small figure to avoid being seen and taken back to the castle. My knuckles had turned white due to the intensity of my grip on the cap.
After I had moved far away enough and was sure the servants wouldn't recognize me, I loosened my grip on the cape and brought down the hood covering my head. I breathed in a sigh of relief, seeing I had successfully escaped.
Even the I knew it was unlikely for me to be seen and brought back, I looked around nervously, trying to catch the gaze of anyone staring at me, but it was like I didn’t even exist. Everyone went about their daily business.
The atmosphere outside the pack was friendly and welcoming, contradicting the gloomy atmosphere of the castle. I didn't know much about anything or everything, but I was sure a castle was meant to be lively and warm, just like I had read about it in my books.
"Watch where you are going, fella!" A loud voice shouted behind me, startling me. I didn't realize I had unknowingly stood in the middle of the road, lost in my thoughts. I scrambled out of the way quickly.
"I'm….I'm sorry…" I mumbled under my breath. I was lucky it wasn't a galloping horse; if not, I would have been trampled upon. That would have been a horrible way to die, not as if my stay on earth was meaningful. My parents, sister, and even Magnus could eliminate the torn in their flesh. My parents would be happy to see the person who killed their beloved son finally get a judgment from the Moon Goddess.
Noticing my mood was already becoming gloomy, I snapped out of it. Before returning to my cold room, I didn't want to ruin my chance to look around the kingdom.
Breathing in shakily, I moved forward, my eyes trying to take everything at once. The sight was beautiful. The friendly people interacted, and I could tell they were at peace with each other. Soon, I got to the pack's market square.
It was bustling with business energy as different people roamed the market and marketers advertised their businesses loudly. Kids played around the market, running after each other and laughing loudly. Ware after wares were displayed beautifully. The market was loud.
"Beautiful lady. What would you like to get?" I flinched at the woman's sudden touch on my body and turned abruptly in fright. She looked startled at my behavior and quickly removed her hand.
"Sorry about that," she raised her hands In defense. I could feel the other's gaze on us, and I tried to control my erratic breathing.
"They are not my mother or sister." I chanted repeatedly in my head till I could stabilize myself.
"I'm sorry about that." The lady apologized again, and I nodded, letting her know it was okay. It wasn't her fault I was paranoid. She was a slim woman who looked to be in her late thirties. She had black hair packed into a bun, revealing her oval-shaped face. Her brown eyes held warmth in them. She was pretty, even for an older woman.
I looked at her wares and noticed jewelry of different kinds in front of me. My eyes immediately rested on an emerald locket shaped like a moon. I feel instantly in love with it. The jeweler followed my gaze to it and took it from where it was hanged.
“It will suit your beautiful emerald eyes. I would charge you less since I scared you earlier.” She said with a smile, handing it to me, but I refused to hold it.
"I…I don't have any money on me." I struggled to say, regretting why I hadn't taken enough money to get out of the enclosed castle walls. It was just a few coins with me, not even half of the funds for the locket. Her face fell at my words but brightened up back. I felt instantly jealous of her ability to smile without any worries.
"I don't think this can suit anyone apart from you. I will keep it for you. You can get it later when you have money on you." I was surprised she would go to that extent for a stranger.
“Why? Why would you do that?” I asked with a furrowed eyebrow. She stared at me like she could see inside my soul.
"Because I feel it would only suit you." She said after a few seconds. I shrugged my shoulders.
"Thanks, I guess. Huh….goodbye." I said and turned around to leave.
"Goodbye….Luna." I heard her say. I snapped my head back to her, unsure if I heard her well, but she continued with her sales.
"I must be hearing things," I said, turning to leave finally. I continued roaming through the market, and sometimes, I would feel people's curious gaze on me, and I tried hard to pay them no mind. I saw a bar in the middle of the market and smiled. It has always been part of my bucket list to go to one. Male and female people trickled in and out of the bar, so I knew it was safe for me to go in.
"Jason! Jason!" A young lady's voice rang out the market. She looked around frantically, screaming Jason. It seemed they had separated, and she noticed.
I paused my lips together and looked around for a child walking alone. People comforted the woman, and others in the market helped her search for the boy. I soon found myself in an alley, far away from the market.
“Jason?” I called out weakly, hoping he would be there. “Jason!” I called again. Not hearing any movement, I turned to move away.
"Mommy?" A soft cry sounded right behind me from the wooden crates of tomatoes. I turned and pushed it away and found a boy of five or four under the crates. I couldn't imagine how he got there. I noticed he was bleeding from his knees and a shoe missing from his leg. It was the missing Leo of the shoe I had traced down to the alley.
"Let's get you to your mommy, okay?" He stared at me wearily before stretching out his hands In a gesture for me to carry him.
I carried him. He was a bit heavy for my petite figure.
I successfully carried him back to the market. Immediately, he heard his mom's voice and shouted in happiness. He was loud, and I almost dropped him.
“Mommy! Mommy!”
"Jason? The lady ran towards us frantically and somewhat rudely snatched him away from me. Seeing I had no business being there, I walked toward the bar. I was tired.
"Miss! Wait, please." The lady's voice made me pause in my tracks. "Thank you so much. For helping me bring him back." She said gratefully, reaching out her hand to hold mine, but I evaded it. I nodded at her and walked into the bar.
AstridThe bass from the club's music still pulsed in my veins as I leaned against the car window, watching the darkened streets blur past. Magnus's hands gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white, the tension between us obvious. Meredith sat in the back seat, her silence more telling than words.The night had been a chaotic mess of emotions, and now, as we neared home, the reality of our situation settled over us like a heavy fog.Magnus pulled up to my house, the engine purring softly. "We're here," he said, his voice flat. I turned to Meredith. "Do you want to come in?"She shook her head, her eyes distant. "No, I need to get to my cabin. There are things I need to prepare."I nodded, understanding her to need for solitude. "I'll walk you part of the way."Meredith smiled faintly. "Thanks, Astrid."I planted a kiss on Magnus's lips as we stepped out of the car, the cool night air a stark contrast to the heat and noise of the club and the air-conditioned car. Magnus stayed behind,
MagnusThe lights of Maple Dome shone like fireflies as we approached the club. It was a human establishment, buzzing with energy and the kind of carefree abandon that came with ignorance. For them, this was a place of release, a place to lose themselves in the night. For us, it was a dangerous playground.I glanced over at Astrid, her eyes scanning the crowd with a predatory glint. She looked stunning tonight, dressed in a sleek, black dress that hugged her every curve. Her hair, a cascade of dark waves, framed her sharp features, making her look every bit the lethal beauty she was. Beside her, Meredith was a stark contrast, her light hair and soft features exuding a calm, almost spiritual aura."Ready to have some fun?" I asked, nudging Astrid.She smirked, her eyes meeting mine. "Always."As we walked through the doors, the thumping bass of the music vibrated through my chest. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, alcohol, and human pheromones. It was intoxicating, and I could
Astrid"What's going on here?" Magnus's mother asked, her eyes wide in surprise.Magnus took in a deep breath. "Mum, this isn't what it looks like.""Oh, but it is." She replied. "I'm not blind enough not to see that you are kissing the daughter of your father's enemy."She stepped into the elevator before it closed and stood in between both of us."I need to know everything." She said, her composure returned."Know what, Mum?" Magnus asked, his voice a little shaky.She glared at him. "Are you going to keep treating me like a fool, or do you want us handling this in your father's ward? Because trust me, I don't mind both."I pursed my lips together and stared at Magnus, who mouthed, 'Should we tell her?'I shook my head at him. Telling his mother could go two ways; She could either be on our side and keep this a secret, or She would go straight to Mr. Pendragon instead and tell him everything, who, in bitter spite, would tell my father. It would be one whole mess."Is something going
MagnusWe were all about to go into the hospital when I caught Astrid's scent. I stopped automatically by the door, and even though several cars pulled in at once, my eyes were on just one.I knew the one she was sitting in instantly; I could feel her presence and aura, even her scent before the car stopped.The other people behind me stopped, too; they knew it had to be someone important for there to be that number of cars behind them.She eventually stepped out and I could swear that my heart stopped for a second there. She looked so ethereal even though she was dressed in casual wear.And when our eyes met, it was all so magical. I missed her so much that it hurt. She kept her eyes on mine as she walked over to me, making a beeline move towards me.No one or nothing else mattered at that moment; all I could see was Astrid. It was after she got to me that everything my nose could pick up was her that I came back to reality."Hi." She said in a little voice, a little smile on her fac
Astrid"Hello. I answered brutally. Magnus had called me earlier at home in front of my father's peering eye. "I will call him in the office." I had thought."Your voice sounds somehow," Magnus answered from the other end. It was ironic. Since his voice sounded pale"Well, that's because you called me right In front of my father." I snapped. "Like right in front of Bina Tau," I emphasized, hoping he gets the message and how easy it is for covers to be blown. A great thing he didn't even notice the Pendragon scent oozing out of me.""Oozing." Magnus seemed offended by the use of the word. "I thought Meredeth shielded the scent?" Well, Darius nearly choked on its last night. " I could feel him getting tensed from the other end. "He kept asking what was oozing out of my room," I said. Purposely using the word again."Why do you keep using the word oozing? Do I smell that much?" He snarled from the other end of the phone."You're reading meanings, Dom." I shortened his name. Hoping he wo
AstridIt's just the perfect timing for me to fight with Magnus now; my heat decided to make itself known. And all I could think about was him, holding him close to me, inhaling his scent till I fell asleep and also woke up to it.Since I left him this afternoon, my entire body has been on fire. I used my wolf's remaining power to conceal my scent; that was all she could do so it wouldn't go out to unmated males.If I didn't conceal it, there'd be chaos outside the house already. Any male werewolf that isn't mated would smell the scent of my arousal from miles away. Their wolves would lose control, and they'd trace where the scent was coming from.It's rare since most werewolves mate almost immediately after they meet their mates. Only female werewolves who have met their mates and haven't completed the mating rites go through the pain.I doubled over as another pain appeared in my stomach. Only one thing can cure this, and its sex; I either have sex with another male or complete the