ASTRID.What just happened?Everything replays in my mind and the only thing I am aware of is Zeke leading me out of Orion’s manor. My mind is blank and my face is pale. I couldn’t even process what he was saying inside, I only heard the fact that Orion killed Jay, that doesn’t interest me, but Zeke’s words.His words. He shouldn’t be saying stuff like that; else I will end up miserable. He opens the door of the car and I get in, still quiet and trying to wrap my head around what he said earlier.... Forget the damn crown; you are the kingdom, baby... Goddess, why did he just go ahead and say those words? I replay the way he said it in that deep baritone voice of his, darkened blue eyes gazing at me intently.It all feels so strange to me and for the first time, I feel wanted, I feel adored, even if those words mean nothing to him, it means so much more to me.The car makes a stop in front of the pack-house, and as I stare ahead blankly. None of us has said a word to each other; I get
ZEKE.“So, you are skipping breakfast to go riding?” Logan asks- not judgemental, because if this dude is scolding me, I will not fail to punch him in the face, but I do guess he has a point.I mean, I have been avoiding Madam Yv and Gus’ mother for a while, because I know they will ask about Astrid, and I wouldn’t know what to say, besides with the commotion going on in Katherine, Ferris and Zia’s love life, for the past three days, I have caught Ferris and Zia making out.Not that I care, I don’t give a shit about anybody’s love life, but trust me. Katherine has been miserable, she wouldn’t even do her favorite thing anymore, oh and Gus hasn’t even stepped out of his room.Shitty, right? Especially when you have enemies lurking around in every corner.I turn towards my brother, wiping away the sweat that clings on my forehead. The weather looks sunny today, quite breathtaking and making me tired.Logan shakes his head. “You haven’t gone riding in a while, oh and I know what you have
CLEO:“I am going to fucking kill him.” Orion describes his anger by pulling out a bread from the basket and squeezing the life out of it, apparently that’s his version of squeezing the life out of Zeke.Pretty comical, because I am sure Zeke would kill him first but Orion likes to pretend that he’s stronger and wiser than Zeke. He’s pretty much fuming because Zeke found out he killed Jay.We are in Freya’s meeting room, she said something about discussing some strategy ideas, and honestly I don’t really care, I still can’t forget about Gus and the way he hugged me, the way he seemed sincere with his words.I sigh when the door opens and Queen Freya walks in, she likes to carry herself in this way as though she worked her way up to the fame she has.“Queen Freya.” Orion stands up immediately, stretching his arm for a handshake but she ignores it and sits down. I almost bark out a laugh at his stupidity. “Thank you for coming.” Her gaze is directed mainly at me and I can feel Orion
ASTRID. Is it day, is it night? The room is dark, so dark. I can barely make out the shape of the room. There's a tiny window above the room. It’s shielded with curtains, cuffs by cuffs. I have been here for long enough. I don’t even know how many years have passed, I don’t even count the days. I think five years have passed since I have last been here. My life hasn’t always been like this. My father, the Alpha, and my mother, the Luna ruled our pack with much valor. I was seventeen then, almost a year to my eighteenth birthday when I would be handed the position, my father had started training me, my mother had been showing me the guideline for finding my true mate. Then. It started. The war that destroyed my life, I could never forget that night, the fire, the wailing, we were running, my mother and I. My father had stayed behind for the war, he instructed us to keep running. My mother had fainted on the cold grass while we were running, I crouched to my knees, my eyes welling
ASTRID. I stand there, shock still washing over me. He hisses under his breath and jostled me outside of the cell. "Follow me." He says, his hands tightening around the edge of my arm. I can’t even remember the last time I had walked on my legs. We climbed a few ancient stairs, the light propping through my face. My eyes shut due to the light, because it's been a really long time. As we passed the ancient stairs, I saw the portraits that lined up the wall. The portraits are the only thing my father cherished. It consists of every bloodline in the Alpha family, each family picture taken according to each generation. At least. That’s one thing Alpha Lucien didn’t take away from us. I stare at my great-grandmother, the previous Alpha. My grand-father. My father, and then me. The picture was taken on my seventeenth birthday, I had worn my finest gowns, my mother had even dabbled my face with powder. I stare at my seventeen year old self. The light long blonde hair that had always rule
ASTRID. I stay there on the bed, sweat clanging towards my forehead. I can’t move, I can’t even stare up at him. His cologne spiked my nostrils hard, shivering. I look away. "Look at me." He says, his voice hard as gravel. With a pounding heart, my gaze locked with me, and oh. He’s way more different than his father, his wavy brown hair stops below the baseline of his neck, his eyes blue deep as the ocean. There's something on his neck, a tattoo of a dragon. I swallow, another rush of apprehension pounding through me. "What do you want from me?" I managed to ask weakly, my voice trembling. The room tightens around me, my wolf almost stumbling through her knees. "You want to know what I want from you?" I hear the most dreadful chuckle. He takes a seat beside the edge of the bed. It creaks above me. I shiver. He grabs my chin roughly and forces me to look at him, I stare at his fine face, tears threatening to rush down my face. The tip of his finger grazes my jaw, he chuckles. "
ASTRID. He pushes me back gently, and I stare at his dark gray eyes shimmering in the dark. My heart throbs ever so painfully, I want to look away but my eyes stay glued to him. "Where are you going?" His dark eyes never leave mine, electricity cackles in my bones. Look away, I so badly want to do that, but my hands tremble. "Who are you?" I asked, my voice shaking badly, his eyes roamed to my tiny nightgown, a layer of dark forming in his eyes, he steps closer and I inhale the sharp smell of his cologne. "I am the Alpha of this pack." I stare, mouth agape at me, my head throbs and I think I am going to faint. I catch a whisk of a dragon tattoo at the baseline of his neck. Earlier, I spotted it on Zeke’s neck. Is he Zeke? "I am not Zeke." As if sensing my question, he snarls. "I am Logan, his twin brother, we are both the Alpha of this pack." When did my father’s enemy have twins? I stare at them both, there’s only a slight resemblance, their eyes are different, while Zeke's is
ASTRID.The next day came hurriedly. I sprinted out of bed, my primary job as an Omega was making sure that the pack-house was clean, and ensured that I fed to the high rank pups.In the last floor of the pack-house, I was sweeping the artifacts room, it’s the room that stored all the history of the pack, when I was young, I had remembered being here, my father showing me around, he had said that for me to become a good ruler, I would have to know the whole history of the pack.Tears fill my eyes as I recount the way my life had changed in so many ways over the past few years, I sighed. The door busted open and Juniper ran inside, her brunette hair tied into a messy bun."Astrid." She says in panic, her light brown eyes which itched for gossip yesterday etched with nothing but plain horror.Has something happened? Worry twists my gut, I let my broom fall to the floor, the bucket of water splashing around the floor, but I couldn’t seem to care less."What’s going on?" I hurriedly asked