Taming the Alpha's Heart

The moon shone brightly tonight. A blue moon shone down on the Northlander werewolves' castle: the ground, the Northlander wolves' castle, and even the vast forest illuminated by its powerful rays. The moon becomes blue once a year, and every wolf loves it. They would love to stare at it and howl a song that only the moon will understand.Zehra, the princess of the Northlander kingdom, would love to do that, but tonight is not an ordinary night. She could see wolves on all fours running towards the dark part of Tempest Forest, the part that no wolves ever tried to explore. Her heart dropped, knowing some of them would never leave the forest alive. In the distance, she could hear the cries of widowed women and children asking for their parents. Naher bubbled inside her, just thinking of the man behind it. How could someone be selfish and cruel? He was killing so many for what? Just to claim someone who doesn't mean to be with him. She can't take it anymore. It has to be stopped. Zeh

"We can run away, come on…You and me. We'll go far away. Let's escape this forest or possibly stay with the human settlement."Keeran's voice ached with pain as he begged for her to agree. It was tempting for Zehra if she only was selfish, but no, she couldn't run away. As a princess, she cannot risk her people or her family's life. She has to sacrifice to save everyone. "I'm sorry, Keeran. I wish I could go and leave all these unfortunate circumstances, but no, I can't. I have to save my people and family's life."Zehra's words took Keeran aback. She couldn't believe she refused him and chose the path of damnation. "Zhera, you must-"A soft knock on the door made him stop talking. Ember went in wearing a black maid uniform; her face was serious, and she nodded at Zehra. "It's time to go, Princess."Zehra pulled away from Keeran and wrapped her head with her gold scarf, covering her white hair, which she tied into a bun earlier. This was it. Zehra closed her eyes, trying to block

Zehra flinched when she heard what Cade said. She knew he was serious based on his tune. This beast was something her kingdom couldn't handle, she knew the obvious, and she stood up, wiped her tears, and started to walk away from Tyga. Tyga looked helplessly as he watched her sister walk away from him, returning to Cade. "Zehra! No! You can't do this!" She wanted to be selfish and return but knew Cade was serious. She had seen it. He always meant business. Cade smirked and gave Tyga a triumphant smirk before gripping her arm tightly. "Free the runt and take him away back to their kingdom," he ordered one of his men before tugging Zhera into his tent, away from the comfort of love she knew. "Zehra, no! Think about your mate! Cade is not your mate! Think about your happiness!" Tyga screamed while two warriors took him away after freeing him from his cell. "Zehra!!!!!!" Even though Zehra's heart was broken when he heard her brother screaming her name, she already made up her mind.

Zehra didn't want to come there and live with people she had never met. And she didn't want to live with Cade either at all. The horse halted, and she sucked in a breath for a second; there was no noise until trumpets blew, and everyone gathered to welcome their King and his new mate. The entire palace was busy with the preparations for welcoming their King back. A grand feast was being prepared to mark the new victory, one of the many the King had achieved. "What if he marries the Nortlander she-wolf?" Riff asked as Queen Nethaira turned to face her sister. "Cade is not a fool," Nethaira answered as she opened her small casket to take out her kiseru (expensive smoking pipe fit for royals). She then opened a gold box, picked some scented tobacco, and filled the bowl of the pipe before lighting it up with a lighter flame. Soon enough, a fragrant orange and some lavender arose from the smoke she puffed. "A man will not go to war for a whore, Nethaira," Riff said sternly as she step

"I want to see how the woman looked, Cade," Letisha said to her nephew and son. The servant was done preparing her bed and waiting for the command to take her on it. "You will be, Mama," Cade replied, smiling at her. "I heard she was beautiful and came from royal blood; is it true?" "Yes, indeed. I could tell she's a white wolf just like the color of her smooth hair."Although it's rare, Letisha seeing his nephew genuinely smiling was one of the few occasions Cade could do. She believed that the Cade she used to take care of when he was a child was still there. The Cade he was now somewhat honed by the tragedy he was in a few years ago. People call him a beast, a demon, and a killer, but to her, he was just a wounded little wolf and grew into a somewhat feral wolf. She believed his old boy must be somewhere hiding behind a persona he created. "I hope she'll save you, my child," Letisha said. Cade only smiled at her. "How about you go to sleep now, and tomorrow, I'll let you me