I see you’ve gotten the tropy that you have been looking for”. A middle aged woman who looked like she had seen the worst things that life had to offer, sat on a couch in Adrik’s sitting room, her legs crossed.
She gave a lopsided grin while looking at Adrik who was fixing them some drinks at his private bar.
Adrik turned with two glasses of wine and walked slowly towards her, a victorious glint shining through her eyes. He handed one glass to her and took a sip from his.
“For a supposed trophy that has been causing havoc in my kingdom, I expected much. But she was just average”
“Well, she hasn’t been treated well by your aides, not that we want to spoil her but you should know that she is carrying the child that you have always wanted. Nothing should happen to it until it is born”
Adrik nodded. “I know that. That is why I still have the patience to tolerate whatever is spilling from her mouth. Such hassles".
The woman smiled and fixed Adrik a serious gaze. “What are you going to do with her in the meantime?”
“Katherine, I might be forced to think that you’re actually starting to care about this woman. All the questions that you have been asking are geared towards her welfare. Should I be concerned?” Adrik asked
A funny expression formed on Katherine’s face. She scoffed and shook her head. “You of all people should know that I do not care about anybody. And besides” she stood from the chair and took two steps closer to Adrik. “What kind of witch will I be if I start caring about a sacrifice? I aim to please”
Adrik took her in his arms and their lips met, more like a business action than an emotional connection. Katherine had been the Pack Oracle ever since he brought her home from one of his conquests. He had gone on a killing spree one time when he decided that he needed to clear his head. He had already wiped out almost the entire pack when he saw Katherine, all wide eyed and surprised. One thing had attracted him to her- no tear was shed from her. That was the first time in his entire life that he had met someone so unemotional. It turns out that the pack hadn’t treated her so well either because to them, a witch isn’t something that should be in the pack. So she had cut off all emotions from them hence, their deaths did nothing to her.
Adrik had been impressed and she even offered him a deal. Spare her life and she becomes the eyes of his pack. She would prepare him for whenever he will go to battle with any pack, and will also help him in actualizing his aim, whatever it may be.
She had been the one to talk about the power of mind control and having an army of wolves which got Adrik absolutely interested. His obsession with this mind control power and army of wolves loyal to him only drove him to finding out how it can be actualized. That had led to them tracking down and capturing Amara.
In fact, the moon goddess might have made it easier for them since they captured her as she was trying to escape from Lucian. Now all they need to do is patiently wait for the baby to be born. In order for that to happen, the she-wolf needs to be alive till then; so Katherine’s worry can be justifiable.
They broke the kiss and Adrik caressed her cheeks. What they had might not be emotional, but it is truly beneficial. People who let their emotions rule them arte weak. With what they had, he can kill her off in seconds without thinking twice if need be or if she is no longer beneficial to him.
“I like how toxic we are. Two broken people from two different worlds. We can make a power couple”
“I don’t think I’d want to become a couple with you. Who knows, I might even meet the same fate with the mates that the moon goddess provided you with. Or do I need to remind you what you did with those two beautiful wolves?” Katherine taunted
“It was something that only a powerful alpha like me could have done. I don’t need any stupid mate. The idea of mate is just the moon goddess’ way of making a wolf weak. I already went through all the pain when I killed them. And that pain has made me stronger. That is why I can comfortably do whatever I want to do without looking back or having a conscience shout in the back of my head”
Katherine took the glass of wine from Adrik and set it down on the mahogany table beside her. She slowly zipped down her blouse and took it off, leaving her in her bra and then proceeded to unbutton Adrik’s shirt. “So you’re going to kill me if I ever change my mind and decide to thwart your plans?”
He fixed her with a steady gaze and his hands went around her throat. He pushed her face up towards him while his free hand pushed her back into him. “Make no mistake, darling. I will not hesitate to use a knife on this pretty little neck of yours if the need arises”
“Then maybe I should work harder on not getting killed, right?” Katherine said and her hands went to his buckle. She swiftly unbuckled his belt, slid his zipper down and allowed his trouser to fall at a heap at his feet.
“Hmm. Depends on what you do right. If you’re good, I might consider sparing you. but you have to be some good amount of good”’ Adrik said and firmly pushed her down to her knees.
She was about to take him in her mouth when Chad burst into the room.
“Not now, Chad. I have some unfinished business that needs immediate attention” Adrik snapped.
“I’m sorry Adrik but something happened”
“Then it’d better be good enough to make me leave what i'm doing”
“Amara just collapsed. One of the guards came in to give her dinner and found her on the floor”
I 'm thinking of shipping Adrik with Katherine for a while. Would you want to see how that goes?
~Amara~A loud, impatient knock disrupted my reading. It wasn’t Lucian. He knocked twice, always with a soft hesitation. This knock was louder, firmer, and more demanding. I stood slowly, heart stuttering. My steps were cautious as I approached the door. A part of me already knew who it was.When I opened it, I was not disappointed. Maya stood there, her arms crossed, her face a mask of mock-concern and artificial warmth. Her eyes, though, told a different story."Can we talk?" she asked, her voice gentle enough to fool anyone but me.I stepped back, leaving the door open without a word.She entered like a queen into a court she believed she still ruled, taking slow, deliberate steps, letting her gaze sweep the small cabin as if she was measuring it for decay."Lucian’s not here," I said, arms crossed defensively."I know," she answered, turning toward me. "That’s why I came."I raised an eyebrow. "That’s very convenient."Maya smiled and her eyes dropped onto the open journal on my b
~Lucian~I stood in front of the wolf house, my senses attuned to the activities around me. The air was crisp, the kind that bit into your skin like a warning. Birds chirped overhead, but even their songs couldn’t silence the distress that I’d felt all through the night.I closed my eyes and reached through my mind-link. “Marcus,” I called in my mind.Silence. I inhaled slowly, and tried again. “Marcus. I need to speak with you. It’s urgent. Can you hear me?”The bond remained mute. I tried to push deeper, reaching across the pack connection that had once never failed me. The sensation was like knocking against a sealed door. There was no opening or presence. Just empty air.Damn it.I opened my eyes, exhaling roughly. A chill crawled up the back of my neck, not from the cold, but the sense that something wasn’t aligning. Marcus had never failed to respond, especially not to a direct mind-link.Was he dead? No, there was no way he was dead. I would have felt the snap of the bond if h
~Amara~I couldn’t sleep. Even though I’d promised Lucian I’d rest, my eyes wouldn’t stay shut. The ache in my back, the way my belly tightened every few minutes, it was more than physical discomfort. It was this feeling. This deep, growing tug in my gut that something wasn’t right.I turned on my side, my hand resting on the swell of my belly. “We’re so close, little one,” I whispered. “Mama just needs to figure this out. Then we can go home.”An idea suddenly came to me and I sat up slowly, grabbing a nearby jacket from the chair. The house was quiet. I knew Lucian had gone to speak with Maya. He didn’t say it outright, but I saw it in his eyes. He didn’t want to believe what I told him. he wanted to find out for himself.The restlessness that I had was because I knew how manipulative Maya could be, and seeing how bad the whole thing was hurting Lucian, he could just decide to turn back on the truth just to make the pain go away. I needed to know what was going on with that conversa
~Lucian~I knew what I had to do the moment Amara showed me that paper with the mark drawn on the page. The shape. The pattern. The same mark I had once thought a tribal tattoo when I saw it on Maya, back when we were just falling in love. I never questioned it. She told me it was nothing and that it was only a symbol of her family. I never thought to ask more. But now? Now I couldn’t ignore it. Not after everything Amara had been through. Not after how I’d let her down again and again.My heart twisted with the knowledge that Maya had probably lied to me from the first time that we met. I couldn’t imagine how I could have been such a fool for her, believing every little thing that came from her. But I was going to confront her about it. I wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do, but I needed to see that mark again, to be sure that it was the same one with Adrik.I waited until the next evening before I could see her. Maya was outside, sitting beneath the same tree I always found
~Amara~ I lay in bed with my hand on my belly, counting the rhythmic thump of my baby's tiny feet against my ribs. It was comforting. Reassuring. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t sleep. Lucian had left the room a while ago. He thought I was resting. But the moment he shut the door behind him, my mind ignited into a storm of thoughts I could no longer suppress. I couldn’t stop thinking of Maya and what her mission could possibly be. No matter what anyone else says, I strongly believed that there was no way a dead person could have come back to life. Lucian said he had held her lifeless body in his arms. She was his first mate, so he could have noticed if there was any sign of life in her, but he didn’t. A sigh escaped my lips as I turned over again on my side. What could possibly be Maya’s plan? Her name alone made my stomach twist. This wasn’t from jealousy anymore, but unease. Something about her return didn’t sit right with me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the memo
~Lucian~ The promise I made still echoed in my ears long after Amara and I walked away from that stream. Her words kept on playing over and over in my head, and they wouldn’t stop no matter how much I tried. It was as if that was the punishment I was receiving for daring to sideline her all this while. I hated how many times I’d made her feel like second best. She never was. Not once. And now, with her due date crawling closer, I realized how badly I needed to set everything right. I walked beside her in silence, sneaking glances at her every few steps. She held her belly protectively, the baby growing inside her reminding me that this was also a piece of us; proof that we had built something real out of all this chaos. “I meant what I said, Lucian,” Amara suddenly said. “I’ll help you figure this out. But after that, I need to go home.” “I know,” I replied, my throat tightening. “And I’ll take you home, Amara. I swear on everything I have left.” She gave me a tired look but nodde