Around approximately a hundred trots of the horses, the cart made of wood and decorated with flowers came to a stop in front of a magnificent castle. As I crossed the path, I saw a board with the name of this country, "Xanthan," etched on it.
I presumed these people weren't so affluent and abundant in riding cars or any other vehicles rather than boats, horses, and carts. It was comparable to the historical eras of the world inhabited by humans.
On the other hand, the setting appeared to be exactly the same as Prythian. It was the same as before, encircled by mountains, woods, and settlements on all sides.
"Once upon a time, fifteen years ago, there was a battle. When your parents were killed in this conflict, you became separated from them." Ryder said this as he assisted me in getting up after he jumped from the cart earlier.
I stared at him in confusion, unable to fathom what it was that he had just spoken. "What did you say?"
"Since that time, you have been a lone omega, going about your business in many forests. You were never granted permission to enter any kingdom by anyone. This is all that I am going to tell the Alpha King." As Ryder proceeded, the tangles that had formed in my mind began to unravel.
"Oh, makes sense. Nevertheless, what about who I am? And how did you come to know about me?" I asked.
"You have no recollection of anything at all." He stopped and looked at me for a moment. "This is the year that we met, and from the moment we did, I was hopelessly in love with you. We had been seeing one other for a few months prior to making the decision to be married."
"Great." In normal circumstances, I would have thought it was a hilarious prank; yet, because my thoughts were so jumbled and disorganized at the time, I had no choice but to believe the story that he had fabricated.
"Take note of the following facts in the event that he inquires about the war: it was a conflict between vampires and werewolves. We, the werewolves, triumphed in this conflict. Alpha Ronald, Alpha Atlas's father, served as King throughout that time period. Alpha Atlas is Alpha Ronald's son." He took a stop. "Alpha Atlas's mother is still around, despite the fact that Alpha Ronald has passed away. And she is the most tenacious woman you will ever come across in your life. He has a nice best buddy, but his fiancee is a terrible person. You absolutely must be conscious of them."
"got it." As we entered the castle through the gate, I gave a slight nod in acknowledgement. I didn't stop there since, most likely, I was with Ryder, the butler of the castle at the time.
"Let's go." He skirted the reception area and made his way towards the opulent main hall.
whThere, the man named Atlas and was chatting with some elderly gentlemen who might have been the staff. I bowed next to Ryder as I followed him around. Rage burned inside me. I have a strong desire to wipe out this kingdom right this minute.
"I see, Your Majesty, you have arrived at your palace already." Ryder extended a cordial greeting.
The nod was given by Alpha Atlas. "I am. You arrived really quickly today." He came to a complete stop and turned his attention to me. "May I ask who you are?" He questioned this while looking intently at my face.
"My wife." Ryder had maintained that everything went as planned.
His pupils became a little bit larger. "When did you get married?"
Ryder responded with "some time ago."
Atlas chuckled to himself and shook his head in apparent amazement. "You are kidding. A while ago, we had the pleasure of meeting."
Ryder agreed. "It wasn't my intention to be annoying to you in any way. Because of this, I chose not to share any information with you at that time."
"Who might it be? Is it someone I'm familiar with?" Atlas cocked his head to the side. I was a stranger to him. He was completely oblivious to the fact that I existed.
"Absolutely not, Your Majesty. She is regarded as an omega." Ryder lied.
The gentleman who had been standing next to Alpha Atlas pursed his lips together. "An Omega? And, you have taken her to this location, right? Are you certain that she is not a rogue?" Concerned, he was.
Ryder grimaced through his smile. "It's not true. Already one year has passed since we first became a couple."
"Great. It was not what I expected." Alpha Atlas gave me a grin and a raised brow before avoiding eye contact with me. "May I ask what your name is?"
"Caroline." I said strongly. It is quite unlikely that he will discover another werewolf with the same name anywhere else.
"How did you meet him?" I had the impression that I was there for an interview, and he was the one in charge of this place.
I let out a muffled sigh. "I was being pursued by a hunt. But I owe my life to him because he came to my rescue." I was also really good at making up stories in my spare time.
"Typical." The laugh came from Alpha Atlas. "What caused them to chase after you?"
"Because I used to call that wooded area my home when I was younger. After my parents passed away fifteen years ago, I was separated from the conflict, and I experienced a severe convulsion. Because of this, I can't recall a single thing that happened."
"Oh, you don't? Then, how may I be of use to you?" Atlas, the haughty one questioned. The only way he could assist was by donating money. Because nothing else was in his possession. There is nothing else.
"Please allow her to remain in this area. I assure you that there won't be any negative consequences." Ryder pleaded.
The brow was raised. "Is there anything else?"
"A job?" I was able to outrace Ryder and ask my question before he could answer.
After giving it some thought for a bit, Atlast gave a conclusive nod. "Wanna be my personal maid? You are welcome to apply for the role."
"Sure," I responded with self-assurance.
When he looked across at Ryder, he had a sly grin playing across his face. "Take her to the head, and tell him to explain everything to her,"
"Yes, your Majesty,"
Ryder exhaled a sigh, and when Atlas walked away, he stared at me as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Why did you do that?"
"I have no choice but to investigate everything together with him." I was more resolute than anyone could possibly have imagined being. It was imperative that I locate my mother.
"Wise. But I beg you, try not to be careless. He is hazardous." Ryder reminded me.
"I won't."
Caroline's POV. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."She is the one. My would-be wife Princess Tessa!"The moment I heard Henry saying it, I froze on my position. The floor beneath my feet felt cold and soft, not as much as even a firm carpet, but not right for oak planks. And it seemed to be disappeared along with the world around me."Hey, Atlas. Meet her. She is Tessa!" The only voice I could hear was most probably Henry's.Tessa! How was it possible? Was I seeing things? Was I hearing things? He, Henry is going to marry her!My mind was swirling, my breaths were shallow. My heart still was beating, but against a chest that felt hollow. My eyes still could see, yet the world that was so close around me seemed so far away.I was spellbound until Henry came in front of me and spoke with his clam voice. "Caroline, you know her. I don't think I need to introduce her to you.""Of course, she knows me," Tessa said as she smiled wickedly and took steps towards me. "She is my sister. Twin sis
Caroline's POV..."Atlas. Where are we going?" I asked Atlas, looking outside through the glass of the car. He was not driving to our home.He maintained a straight face and continued driving as if I was no one or just an invisible human. He is behaving like an arrogant pig now."Yah. Answer me." I glared at him and that made him chuckle silently. "You will know it soon anyway. Why are you shouting?" Whenever he drives, he looks extra hot and it makes me want to jump onto him. But no. Control, Caroline.Okay, I can control. But I can not stop staring at him. "What again? Am I looking too delicious?" He sneered."No. Not at all." I squinted. This guy has something on me. He always knows how to make me smile. I was crying like a baby there and he pulled me in his arms. Then every single pain flew away. He has his magic on me.After a long time, he stopped the car. Before I could look around to check the place, he tied a blindfold around my head. "Yah. What are you doing?" I asked as I s
Atlas's POV..."Atlas. Who told you I missed school? Eve?" Caroline asked, smiling at me. She was smiling all these while. Indeed she was so happy today. And I am glad that she was.But I do not think she will be able to smile like this after a while. And I am already feeling guilty about that. I took a deep breath to fill my lungs with air before I looked at her calmly. "Isn't it obvious?""It is." She replied, looking around, scanning the area.We were sitting on the bleachers in the basketball court of the school. There was no one around us, it was empty and somewhat dark."It is, right? She told me about something that she should not." I said and clutched my sweaty hands together as she held my gaze.She drew puzzles in her blank face. "What? What else did she say?" She tilted her head.I pursed my lips, forcing smile. "Well, let's not talk about her." I paused and stared deep into her eyes. "I told you... to be my good friend today. Not a good wife.""Yeah. And?" She asked, raisin
Caroline's POV...Slowly and reluctantly, I uncovered my face. I blinked, closed my eyes, and squinted again. Streaks of sunlight penetrated the window and blinded me."Ah!" A soft winch escaped my lips as I felt the resistance of moving my body. Last night, he was very gentle... but because we did it... again and again, my body was struggling with the soreness.It was already 3 when I glanced at the clock before we go to sleep. I stretched my neck and glanced at the pillow beside me. But where is he?Somehow I managed to sit up, dragged my feet off the bed, and rubbed my knuckles onto my eyes. "Little thief. Where are you?" I called out, stretching my arms above my head, yawning.No response!"Yah. Where are you?" I called out again, peeking at the bathroom. But the door was open so he wasn't there.I took my phone before I went downstairs and searched in every corner of the house. But he wasn't there.Could he be in the garden? I opened the door and rushed outside. As soon as I took
Caroline's POV...After about thirty minutes, we have finished cleaning ourselves and was now sitting in the dining room with my dad while waiting for the housekeeper to prepare the extra set of breakfast for Atlas.There was a happy smile spread across my dad's face as his eyes never stop looking at us.My eyes were held low, my face was still in crimson red. Looking at how dad smiled at us, I was very sure that aunt already told them everything she saw in my room just now.I think Atlas sensed my embarrassment and smiled slightly before he took my hand and gave me a gentle squeeze, telling me silently that he is here with me and nothing to worry about.Atlas let go of my hand when the housekeeper came out from the kitchen, walking towards us. He took the glass of orange juice in front of him and took a small sip, trying to hide his embarrassed expressionAunt placed the plate in front of him and smirked.She leaned closer to me to whispered softly into my ear. "I didn't know... our
Atlas...The morning began to seep through the window allowing the sun to warm Belle's heavenly face. It brought a soft smile on my face by just watching hersleeping in my arms. Waking up beside her again has been the best morning for me since she ran away from home for almost two weeks. Finally, she was back into my embrace again.Bringing my hand towards her face, I gently tracedmy fingers along her jawline with the touch of a feather, feeling her warmth and softness against my skin.There were faint dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. Because of all the misunderstandings we had, she must have been very unhappy and didn't sleep well at night too. And last night, I've totally drained her.Thinking about last night brought another wide smile to my face as I leaned closer to kiss the tip of her nose. She smelled like heaven and the addictive scent of her is making my mouth watery and my body reacting uncontrollably again. I buried my face into the curve of my neck, my lip