LOGINKYRAN.I had searched for Arlan all over the new house. He was smart enough to hide his footprints and even followed the ditch area, making me lose track of his scent. Two years of cat and rat chase between us made him smart. The pungent smell from the ditch did a good job of masking his scent. It meant he wasn't taken, he had left on his own, and didn't want me to find him. That had made me relieved — only slightly. I thought of calling Percy to help me find him as usual, but that was when I heard two she-wolves whispering amongst themselves while they passed. My ears perked up. “Did you see the way she stared at the young boy? So cold. She even told her elite guards to cast him away,” one of them whispered to the other. I kept my phone down and stood still, listening.“Ssh, didn't you know? The young boy you just called is the young Prince Arlan.” My eyes narrowed dangerously, but I still listened calmly. “He is the young Prince? I heard Alpha Kyran had left his position to fi
MABEL.Ryan was still kneeling when I stood up and walked towards the door. I calmly reached for the door, my hands tightly wrapped around the knob. What was he doing here late at night? I twisted the knob and stepped outside, and there he was, held back by the guards while he kept trying to burst through. “I'm here for my mother. Tell my mother to come see me.” I felt my body turn weak at his voice. He had grown. Almost taller than I was, even at such a young age. He had a soft voice that cracked every time he mentioned the word, mom’ He turned, and his gaze fell on me. His eyes watered, and he stretched harder, trying to fight through the guards. But he was weak; he was easily hauled backwards. I maintained my cold expression, even when he called after me. “Mom, please come home. I would be a good boy, I won't choose Mom Gena.” His words were like a jab at my throat. The feeling of being strangled, where even breathing almost becomes impossible. “Let …” the words fell off m
MABELI should have felt bad for letting my parents leave, but I didn't. Not after they sided with Kyran without caring to know how I felt, where I have been all these while. My father believed that as long as Kyran regretted his actions, then that was enough. I should run into his arms, and accept that two years ago didn't exist. That he hasn't abandoned me, and my daughter.“Mommy, what are you thinking?” I heard Kyra's voice, and I immediately snapped out of my thoughts. I was sitting with Kyra and Evie on the dinner table, a fork in my hand, jabbing at my food mindlessly. Evie was also staring at me accusingly. Earlier I had gestured to her to prepare dinner so that my parents could have something to eat, but after I had told my mother what to say to Kyran, my dad had yelled at me. Then they turned to leave. Perhaps he had expected me to call them back, but I didn't.Now there was more food on the table for just the three of us. Evie wasn't pleased with food wastage. “Ah, not
KYRAN. We arrived at the small house I rented on a card. Arlan was with me, holding his small bag in his left hand. The house was cool and small compared to the place I had spent my entire life living in as an alpha. There were only two bedrooms, a small kitchen, and a small bath house. Nothing luxurious. Outside, there was a small wood fence, and a little flower garden well tended. “You can choose to go back to the palace, and stay with Advisor Percy,” I said to Arlan. He didn't reply to me, instead he walked past me, and directly entered the building. “Arlan —” He paused at the door, then turned to look at me. He had this distant look that seemed to blame me for whatever had happened. “I would bring mom back, and until I do that, I am not going to leave,” he said. He didn't wait for my reply and just went inside. I stood there for a while staring at the door, then a soft exhale left my lips. I had left everything over to advisor Percy. He had tried to stop me, giving me reas
MABEL. “I thought you had died,” she said again, and came closer. The next second, I was pulled in for a hug. She checked my pulse, touched my face, her eyes wet. I had thought I was really unwanted, and I was trouble for them. Seeing the way she checked me like I was a young child who got lost in the woods, and returned with open wounds, I couldn't help but feel warmth spread through my chest.“I'm okay,” I said softly. Mom Jean immediately dragged me to the couch, and made me sit down. “We saw in the news two years ago that you had died. So how …” “I never died mom,” I said. Her eyes widened with curiosity. I turned to stare at Evie. She noticed my gaze, understood what I was communicating, and nodded before she left. I pulled away from my mother and glanced towards my dad. “How did you know where I stay?” My mother shifted uncomfortably, she stared at my father and he stared at her too. I waited, instead she exhaled and shook her head dramatically.“It's been two years, and
MABEL. “Mistress, are you sure it's okay to have Kyra start school here?” Evie asked, standing next to me. I sat in my study, scrolls scattered all over the floor. Architectures, quantum knowledge. These were the old scrolls my parents had kept for me. They could be used to manufacture drugs, weapons. PSo far, I have only managed to manufacture very few drugs, and nothing else. I couldn't crack through any other thing. “Urgh,” I groaned and flipped the scroll away. Advisor Gus had said that I was special, that I possessed unique abilities that passed down from generations to generation in my bloodline. But I'm afraid that I possess nothing significant. Even after I totally severed my bond with Kyran and broke the seal placed on me, I still haven't been able to exact my true potentials. Evie walked over to my side, picked up a scroll and glanced through it. I exhaled and fell back on the rocking chair. It rotated under my weight. I let it. “I think it would take time,” Evie s
KYRAN. The council hall was large, a roundtable at the centre, seats surrounding it. There was a glass wall at the right, which made the sight creep in. Alpha's from various packs gathered, and I sat in the head chair with the elders all seated. There were whispers, which of course, I could hear
KYRAN. I sat in my office, gaze fixed on the laptop monitor. The lamplight on the table served as a light source to the office. I kept tapping on the desk. My breathing changed with each tap. I have calculated how many emails I have sent the past two years. That's 104 emails in total. Of course,
MABEL. It was already dark when I left Kyra in the care of Evie to meet with GusI arrived at a small cottage. I exhaled. The old man had decided that he wanted to spend more time around here. According to him. He felt closer to the spirit of his old friends when he came to the cottage. Everywhe
MABEL. I stood up, slid the document into the drawer, and fixed my suit absent-mindedly. I remembered two years ago. Kyra was lying on that bed, her face pale, lips cracked. Her whimpers were enough to make anyone with an actual heart pity her. She lay there so long, and for once, Kyran didn't







