I sat in the dimly lit chamber, attempting to clear my mind through meditation. The scent of incense hung heavy, but Knight's persistent voice shattered the fragile calm. My mind was going everywhere and I needed it to be sane. I have never had doubts about my own self but this was new to me. Having someone linked to me forever, having my heart beat fiercely for them even without my own consent. I didn’t know her before yet I find myself wanting to protect her fiercely. This was bad for me, it was bad for us as a king of the werewolf realm and a lot could go wrong if care isn’t taken. The most powerful alphas have been brought to their knees via their mates and I wonder if such fate would befall me too. Would Vesta be my own weakness too and she would bring down everything I have worked hard for years for. Everything I built with my blood when the whole world was against me and I had to fight for my place without my eyes. “Don’t worry, she will be fine. Vesta would never bring yo
ALPHA LUCIUS’S POVI was having a hard time keeping all of it bottled inside. I had just gotten off the cell with Alpha Callum and he had no idea where his niece had disappeared to. I feel even worse for letting that girl outsmart me. Why the hell did I think that she would have accepted being mated to me without any fuss? She let herself leave under her uncle’s wings and now she was out there in the wind and Knight kept nagging at me about how much of a danger she was in. I have abandoned every damn thing that required my attention to look for my mate who has decided to cost me my peace. I shouldn’t be bothered about if she was safe or not, I should wait for her to come back. I should let her do whatever she wants but Knight won’t let me be. That’s why I am out here assembling my men in preparation to storm the rogue island. The Rogue Island isn’t my favorite place to be, they hate my guts over there and I share the same passion for them. Bloody unruly wolves. The concept of rul
The loud throbbing in my head had disappeared and somehow, my body felt even more at peace than it had been for the previous days. Something about where i was made me feel more comfortable and I felt like the herb Tate had given me was finally working and now I could feel better and move on with my life. Lila was back too, she was still in deep sleep but i could feel her in me and I almost leaped in excitement, i was having the bets sleep of my life. We might have had our differences but knowing she was back to me provided the kind of relief i never imagined in a thousand years. “I think she’s walking up,” someone whispered and that got my attention, the vociewas too soft to belong to Luna and I didn’t see any other person at Tate’s place when we got there. That made me wonder where i was and I slowly rose up. The beds were softer, almost like they belonged in a castle. I finally opened my eyes and the whole room was filled up with different people. I was taken aback and confused.
I finished breakfast alone, the taste a distant memory as I returned to the room Lucius confined me in. He was quite firm about not letting me out of his sight as multiple omegs flanked me on my way back. I wanted to tell them I wasn't running, but who was I to make them go against their boss' orders? "Anika," I spoke to the omega, "Can I take a walk outside?" I asked gently, even when I knew what the answer would be "The alpha's orders. No, leaving the room," she replied curtly, and I nodded. there was no need hating the messenger when I could hate the man himself. I sighed, resigned. "Fine, I'll stay here."Time crawled by, and I decided to take a short nap. There was nothing else for me to do, so I decided to sleep it off. The room's dullness didn't help.When I woke, Lucius stood there, his presence suffocating. The omegas were gone."How are you feeling?" he inquired, his tone a twisted mix of concern and possessiveness.I said nothing, avoiding eye contact. Lila, my wolf, whi
I decided to frustrate Lucius with every effort. He'd grow tired of me, and I'd watch out for my escape. I couldn’t give up trying to get out of this hell hole; I couldn’t. For my parents, whose lives he brutally took, and for my own sake, giving up would mean I was a failure. It would mean I had failed them terribly. Since the last time he came and I didn't give him an audience, he hasn’t been in the room since then. My routine still hasn't changed, and Anika and the rest of the omegas still fuss over me. They draw my bath in the morning, I eat by the secluded balcony, and I return to bed, where I do nothing but stare into the ceiling or sleep. I had memorized every stroke of paint on the wall, every cell, and every damn decoration in this bloody room; there was no difference between here and being locked up in a dungeon. Maybe the tiny difference is being waited upon and eating on a balcony with a great view. When I returned from eating an early dinner, I was surprised to find L
Lucius entered the room, his presence heavy with tension. In his hand, he held a delicate necklace, a glimmering chain adorned with a small pendant."What's this?" I asked, eyeing the necklace warily. If he thought he would be able to buy me over with a stupid ass necklace, he has to think again. I wonder if he didn’t have a pack to run with the way he was always here, trying to get me to submit to him. I wish he knew that my mind was made up and there was no going back from this or anything else. "I thought it was yours," he replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty.I took the necklace from him, turning it over in my hands. I wasn’t really a big fan of jewelry, and something about this necklace felt familiar, and it was worn out, too. Like the owner had been wearing it for a while. Recognition dawned on me. "This belonged to Luna," I said slowly, I had a bad feeling about this, how did he get Luna’s necklace? The short time we spent together, she never took it off and I wonder ho
I find myself seething with anger, the frustration boiling beneath the surface like molten lava. I shouldn't have let my emotions get the better of me, shouldn't have touched Vesta in anger. And telling her about Luna's death... that was a mistake. There's no way she would believe me if I told her the truth—that Luna poisoned her and they were trying to use her to get to me. The same thing I was trying to avoid. Since I met Vesta, I have been actings in ways that even I can’t explain. I would hate for her to be a weakness and I can’t keep lying to myself that I wasn’t approaching that point already. Locking her in the dungeon as punishment was necessary, but it gnaws at me. She refuses to listen, refuses to yield to me. The way she fights the mate bond, it's exhausting. Not like I ever wanted a mate too, but I couldn’t bear to see her reject me. It was messing with me and I hated it so much. I shouldn’t show emotions, I didn’t get to where I was by having emotions but she unlocks
I paced the confines of the dungeon, my hunger gnawing at my insides like a ravenous beast. I should have known that Lucius would see this through to the end. He didn’t earn his reputation as a monster for nothing, and I should have reminded myself of that before I reacted. Maybe I shouldn’t have slapped him that hard. It wasn’t my fault that he killed the only person who showed me kindness because she did. He didn’t have to kill her, but he did. To what end? Maybe it was an ego boost for himself, but there’s more to life than killing people for ego boosts and making everyone fear you. I guess the concept of being human was strange to my blind mate. I don’t blame him when all he has known all his life is how to be a fucking monster. Finally, a guard arrived with a food tray, setting it down on the cold stone floor. I scanned the contents hungrily, and my stomach grumbled in response. For a split second, I missed the monotonous life I was living on my secluded floor. I didn’t have