Liyah’s POV
"He has got the sexiest body I have ever seen," I heard Barbara groan as I silently washed the pile of wine glasses that were strewn all over the kitchen counter.The festival was approaching and we needed to round up with the final preparations. I couldn't even count how many dishes and glasses I had washed today, and I still had not had my breakfast. As if on cue my stomach grumbled. I nearly dropped a glass in fear, praying that no one heard. I would pay for it on two counts—disturbing their peace and being a disgusting pig like they always called me.A few seconds passed and no one had said anything. My shoulders relaxed.Okay. I was safe."Really?!" Christy cackled. "Then you have quite a long way to go," She said in a singsong voice, taking a sip of her lemonade.Barbara pulled out her bottom lip and folded her arms. "What do you mean?"I recognised the look on her face. She hated being the novice, the one who still had a lot to learn.I still had no idea what they were even talking about. But I kept my head bowed, focused on my work. I searched through for Maria but couldn't find her. I hadn't seen her all morning. Something twisted in my gut as I hoped that she was okay. After all, it wasn't unusual for her to completely disappear for a whole day. Most times she was either locked up in the basement or being used as the bait in the training for the younger wolves.I sighed inaudibly, once again hoping she was safe."I mean," Christy continued, leaning in and bringing her voice down. "None of these wolves could ever match up. When I was your age, there were hordes and hordes of sexy beasts ready to take you to bed and fuck you senseless. And they sure as hell were leagues past your little Jerome."A round of laughter filled the table as everyone except Barbara nodded in agreement.I resisted the temptation to roll my eyes at Christy's words. She was just twenty seven. But most times she acted like she was one of the ancient Lunas."Humph," Barbara huffed. "I was born in the wrong era then," She said, throwing her mother a sideways glance.Mira only smirked. "Christy's right.""Remember Slade?" Patience, one of the newly married wolves cut in."Oh. My. God." Christy sighed, relaxing deeper into her chair. "A waste of perfectly good dick, that's what that was."Mira's cackling filled the air for a few moments. "Hottest Alpha that ever existed, hands down.""Really?" Barbara perked up. "I think I kinda remember stories of some dude called Nathaniel Slade or something.""Nikolai," Christy corrected. "And you were just a kid then so you probably won't remember. Nobody knows what happened to him. Last I heard, his wife died and then he disappeared."I vaguely remembered a story I'd heard a few years ago, about an alpha who was so powerful he had surpassed Father as the most powerful alpha. I don't remember when last I had heard of him. All I remembered was that Father has reclaimed his title afterwards."Ugh, don't tell me he's one of those boring lover boys that go crazy when they lose their girlfriends," Barbara added. "That's pathetic."They all nodded in agreement. Everyone except Christy.She gulped down the rest of her lemonade and began to chew on the lemon. "Well, he might be pathetic but oh my goodness, the things I would let that man do to me."Patience laughed. "And he sure as hell would know how to handle him some pussy."The rest of them whooped, laughing loudly.I bowed my head even lower, my cheeks burning from the things they were saying. I wondered how they could talk about sex so freely. For some reason I started to feel embarrassed and self conscious. As a result, I knocked over a glass by mistake, causing them all to look in my direction.Shit."What about you, Liyah?" Christy leered, pouring a glass of vodka for herself.I looked over at her, my brows puckered in confusion. "W-what?"Barbara gave a loud laugh, causing me to feel even more uneasy."Ever had a man drill through you?" Christy asked, smirking at me.For a moment, I struggled to understand what she was talking about. When it finally dawned on me, my eyes widened, the shock almost causing the glass to fall out of my hand."N-no ma'am," I whispered, still not knowing how to reply."Oh, you prude," Christy laughed, turning away from me and starting up another conversation with the ladies.I began to arrange the wine glasses after rinsing, my ears still burning.Christy was the only she-wolf that remained neutral when it came to me. She didn't hit me or pick on me, but she didn't help out or say nice things to me either. But it was better off than having to take the constant bullying. She was Mario's mate and Gavin's stepmother, and she always hung out with Mira and the rest of the women.I hoped not to be around the day Christy would find out that Mario had been cheating on her with Mira, because it would inevitably be the same day Father would find out that his Beta was sleeping with his wife.It would be a hellish day in the Monhowl pack and I sure would hate to be in the middle of it.When I was done with the dishes, I went round the house, checking on everything else that needed to be prepared. Barbara's clothes were fresh and ironed, preparations for the food were coming along nicely as well.Father had uninterestedly given me permission to attend the festival. As a help, of course. I swallowed back the pain. I knew he'd rather burn in hell than introduce me to anyone as a member of his pack, much less his daughter.Shaking the sad thoughts out of my head, I procured the cold toast out of the crumpled Ziploc bag and stuffed it into my mouth, the taste of food warming my insides.Nikolai's POVI frowned as I saw Stephan march into my quarters, bowing a little as he faced me. I hated to be disturbed, especially by this time, but I knew that for him to be here, it had to be urgent."Alpha," Stephan bowed again. "I have news I think you'd find interesting."I cocked an eyebrow, my breath suddenly hitching. I knew it could only be one thing. For years, I had waited, each weekend, hoping he would return with positive news, or at least a vital piece of information that would be beneficial to my plans. And with the glint in his eyes this time around, I was sure something had finally clicked. Stephan was the scout of the pack and also the spy I had given the task of keeping a close eye on Jonas Verbeck and his family."Spill it," I ordered, my mind running a thousand miles per minute."Verbeck is making plans to organize a massive festive celebration at the pack by hosting different packs and also popular figures in the country.""I bow
Liyah's POVIt was four days to the full moon. I sat at my bedside window, wondering what the festival would be like. To be in the midst of so many wolves. Everyone in the pack was up and busy making preparations for the moon festival which would consist of different packs assembling together to celebrate the full moon.Though my father had organized it to boast about his success yet again as the world most powerful and influential werewolf, it was also a medium to advertise the bravery of his beloved daughter, Barbara. His daughter who had more blood on her hands compared to her peers. Soon she would find her mate, and once again emphasis would be applied on just how much of a perfect daughter she was.I readjusted on my bed, sighing heavily. I'm not a wolf anyways, so what business does a mere man have with the moon festival? I shook my head. None of these things were my concern. I was insignificant in the picture and my pack. So I shouldn't be thinking about
Nikolai POVThe moon festival was just a few hours away. I could feel my heartbeat rapidly in my chest. The long wait for my revenge was finally over. Running the plan one more time in my head, my eyes scanned the map once more to enable me to recollect all the exit routes.I leaned lazily on the Van Drew had arranged for us for the kidnap, awaiting Stephan and the others. The material of the costume and mask I wore was made of a scratchy material and I vowed to tear it off my skin once I was done. When they arrived, we got into the car and soon, we reached the road.It was a rowdy environment; different packs all over the world gathered to celebrate one man. It was obvious that they were compelled to be here due to Jonas' reigning terror amongst werewolves. His title of the most superior alpha was not in vain. No one dared to cross or disobey him.The festival was about to kick off in a few minutes. I told Drew to move the car straight to the exit route and wait
Liyah's POVI shut my eyes from the searing pain that cut through my head as I slowly awakened, trying to take in the unfamiliar surroundings and remember how I got here.My vision was blurry, and my memory was slightly fuzzy but I could tell that I'd been unconscious for quite some time. I slowly stood to my feet, to examine the gloomy room. I felt the color drain from my face as I looked it over; dark, dirt crusted walls, and cobwebs loomed all over. And the cell-like door confirmed my suspicion that it was some kind of basement. My father had one just like this, where he used to throw offenders.The headache surfaced again, forcing me back to the ground. All I could remember was getting dragged off and bundled into a car, then knocked out by a strange face when I began to protest.My heart pounded as I tried to imagine how and why I got here. I scanned the room for escape routes and then I realized something; there was no window, only unevenly poked holes in t
Nikolai's POV Every time I remembered that I had Jonas' daughter held captive in my basement, I had a rush of two emotions; satisfaction that I had completed the first step of my plan, and anger. Anger that she was still there, anger that she was alive. She had no right living. No right to still be alive and healthy down there when she should be in pain instead. She should be writhing in pain every second. Furious, I raked my fingers through my hair, heading down to the basement to see what condition she was in. "Alpha," I heard someone greet me. I half turned to see a woman I didn't recognize. I frowned. She bowed immediately. "Make it quick," I snapped. In reply, she loosened her hold on the loose shirt wrapped around her chest. "Last night...w-was amazing," She stammered. "I had no idea you had your eyes on me all this while. Now I've figured it out I was hoping this..." She motioned to herself then me. "...would lead to something truly beauti—" "Can you shut up?!" I cut he
Liyah's POVMy entire body racked with sobs as I huddled against the wall still shaken from my encounter with my captor. I had had a pretty bad fall when he dropped me, and now I was unable to move my right leg. A tear dropped from my eyes as I tried to twist my foot to the left to see how bad it was. I realized that my ankle had taken the brunt of it.I still didn't get a good look at my kidnapper's face. The dungeon was just too dark. I had hoped to see his face, to enable me find out if I knew him from anywhere. If he was someone I knew then I would try to recollect why he would kidnap me. But I knew I had no enemies, well unless my pack counts. But apart from them, I hadn't had any encounter with anyone else that would make them want to punish me like this. The only thing I had made out so far was that he was obviously the Alpha of the pack. I could tell from the way they addressed him. But that wasn't good news either. It was rare to find a kindhearted Alp
Liyah's POVI felt like I had only just shut my eyes to sleep when I felt someone shake me awake. I opened my eyes weakly to see one of the guards looming above me."Get up," He ordered, pulling me up at the same time. As I stood to my feet I sucked in a sharp breath. My ankle was swollen and it looked even worse than yesterday. The guard didn't look like he cared as he pushed me forward, toward the door. I wobbled to the floor, wondering why the much friendlier guard wasn't here instead.As though he could read my thoughts, he walked in, taking in the sight before him and glaring at his colleague before gently holding onto my arm and helping me up. I murmured my thanks, grateful that at least one person didn't want me dead.I took shaky breaths in anticipation as they led me out of the dungeon. Getting out the dungeon wasn't an achievement, but I was thankful that I at least got to leave. As we got through the last wooden door, I instinct
Jonas' POVI stared appreciatively at the large portrait of myself that had been presented to me by a group of alphas on the moon festival. I would have liked it bigger than it was, but I kept it because it was a sign of respect from those packs. A smirk fleeted onto my lips. It's not like they had had a choice anyway. I would have any pack which didn't present a gift to myself or my daughter eliminated. The consequences of attempting to cross me were too dire.Glancing at the portrait one last time, I settled down into my chair. All my years of hard work had definitely paid off. I was basically untouchable. To crown it all, another achievement had come in the form of my daughter. I was sure there wasn't any father who was prouder of his child. Every time I watched her train, or emerge as the winner in combat, especially with male werewolves, I blessed the Moon Goddess for giving her to me. She was vicious, ruthless and powerful; everything I had ever wanted in