LOGINKAELEN'S POV
She was staring at me; our hungry eyes were locked in some sort of staring contest as we stood at the opposite ends of this large bedroom.
I smiled and bolted towards her the moment she did nothing but nod, like I was waiting for that signal. I scooped her up in bridal style, and soon we were on my kingsize bed.
I gazed at her like she was important, but she was nothing but a mere substance of desire fulfilment.
Soon she was under me, and my entirety
was thrust into her. Our bodies moved in sync as our lips followed the tempo of both our hearts. Despite how hot and beautiful she was, I found myself lacking energy, and it annoyed me because I couldn't get the pleasure I desired.
She began to disgust me, and after hastily finishing, I kicked her aside.
"The full moon is approaching," Nyx warned. Nyx was my wolf, and I realised the reason for my lack of energy was that the full moon was approaching.
Immediately I am overwhelmed by a sad feeling of unease; the bitterness of a secret I'd harboured for a long time sufficed on my tongue.
I am a cursed Alpha. Before inheriting the throne, there was great rivalry between my brother and me; he wanted the throne, and so did I, who wouldn't have to have the entire pack bow before him.
But for some unexplainable reason, I was cursed by this rivalry. Every full moon night, I would become weak. At first, it was something I could overlook, but as time went on, I found myself not being able to lift as much as a finger. No one wants a weak Alpha.
I pondered for days on how I could get myself out of such a mess and finally resorted to seeking the advice of a powerful and popular prophet.
"The moon goddess cursed you; perhaps if you could find your fated mate and mark her, the curse could be lifted," he said.
However, it's been five years since I got my own wolf, and I have sought after my mate all these years, but unfortunately, I have never sensed the presence of my mate. I'd finally started to get used to my condition and forget about finding a mate
for now.
I fell on my bed and watched the lady scamper to her feet and out the door with her clothes held firmly on her chest. I pitied her, but she was useless to me.
My mind wandered to the meeting I had with the ministers and how they insisted that they needed a queen even though I was doing an excellent job being a good Alpha on my own.
"No!" I gasped as soon as I remembered that the ceremony for the selection of Luna was scheduled for tomorrow. I tried to explain to them that it was unnecessary and that I was completely uninterested, but a unanimous decision by the ministers
is usually an irreversible decision.
The weakness had finally engulfed me as the bright light from the full moon shone into the room through its large windows. I could barely move, and in no time, I fell asleep.
With the first chirp of a bird the next morning, I woke feeling as energised as I should. I washed my face, and the noise from the field right outside my window caught my attention and I walked towards it.
The maids and servants were busy arranging all the things needed for the Luna selection ceremony. I took a deep breath in agony because some part of me
hoped they would forget.
"So they are really going through with this."
I was tired of always getting my hopes up that I was going to finally find my mate and lift this curse whenever ceremonies like this were held, only to get them dashed drastically. I knew that it wasn't going to be any different.
My head was already clouded by so many negative thoughts, so I decided to go for a run in the forest to clear my head.
The cold wind against my skin, the singing birds, and the soothing smell of moist sand reminded me of why I loved the forest as I ran. Deeper and deeper into the
forest I ran, the trees were getting thicker and thicker. I was exceeding the distance I usually ran. I knew it might be dangerous, but I couldn't stop.
"What is this lingering sensation? Something is calling to me, and I must get to it," I thought to myself while I ran, and soon I approached the bordering forest. I heard Nyx roar louder than ever before.
"Could it be? No, it certainly isn't, or is it?" I couldn't get my mind straight or keep my emotions intact; I was soaring with excitement and curiosity.
"My mate is nearby," Nyx announced, and I kept running. Tears escaped from the corners of my eyes; I didn't know if it was
due to excitement or the cold wind against my eyeballs.
The excitement suddenly turned to worry. I sensed she was in danger. My mate, whom I had been searching for for years, was in danger. My pace increased at this point. I was running out of breath. The cold air was slowly taking away my ability to breathe.
I finally got to the border, and there she was, my mate, completely helpless and covered in bruises. I gently carried her in my arms and pushed her hair away from her face.
As I carried her back, I couldn't sense her wolf, but I knew she was my mate. This
puzzled me.
"Nyx, can you sense her wolf?" I asked, wondering if the problem was me.
"I'm afraid I can't," he replied, and I sighed.
I decided to carry her back to the pack and take care of her right under my watch till she was fully recovered and able to answer questions.
"I'm so excited about her finally, a mate, a queen." Nyx shrieked, but I shook my head in disapproval.
"I don't care about having a relationship or destined love with her; all I want is for this curse to be broken; that's merely the only reason why I need a mate," I corrected.
"Oh, please don't be so sentimental," he teased.
"I have more important matters to attend to; let me remind you that I am the Alpha."
I said these words, but as my eyes rested on her face for the second time, my stomach churned perhaps the rumoured butterflies in your stomach.
It was a mix of unexplainable emotions.
Anara's povI sat up, holding my head in my hands. The headache was splitting enough to take my life. I noticed a figure at the far end of the room, and my confusion increased.Why was I in a well-furnished, magnificent room with a man fully clad in a guard uniform? The confusion suddenly changed into fear, and he held a pillow in front of me like it was going to protect me in case he started to come closer."Who are you, and what am I doing here?" I inquired in the calmest tone ever, not the tone I was aiming for.He began to walk closer at the sound of my voice, and my shaky hands pushed the pillow forward.He paused, and I lowered the pillow, still in the air but low enough for me to see him."Please remain calm; you were found unconscious and were rescued by the guards of the Virelith Pack and this room." He looked around, and so did I. The room was beautiful the most beautiful I had ever breathed in. It had white walls and soaring ceilings, and all the surfaces were polished with
KAELEN'S POVShe was staring at me; our hungry eyes were locked in some sort of staring contest as we stood at the opposite ends of this large bedroom.I smiled and bolted towards her the moment she did nothing but nod, like I was waiting for that signal. I scooped her up in bridal style, and soon we were on my kingsize bed.I gazed at her like she was important, but she was nothing but a mere substance of desire fulfilment.Soon she was under me, and my entiretywas thrust into her. Our bodies moved in sync as our lips followed the tempo of both our hearts. Despite how hot and beautiful she was, I found myself lacking energy, and it annoyed me because I couldn't get the pleasure I desired.She began to disgust me, and after hastily finishing, I kicked her aside."The full moon is approaching," Nyx warned. Nyx was my wolf, and I realised the reason for my lack of energy was that the full moon was approaching.Immediately I am overwhelmed by a sad feeling of unease; the bitterness of a
ANARA’s POV"Seraphis! Seraphis!" I called; my heart was throbbing, and I could hear it beat so loudly in my head.I couldn't afford to lose her; she wanted me to run away, but to where exactly? Where was I supposed to go? I have basically lived my life hidden, as a maid. I've barely seen the pack at large. Where was I supposed to run?"Seraphis, if you can hear me, I really need you," I called to her again. Tears started to fall freely as I said, huddled up on the cold floor. I hit my chest repeatedly, hoping thethrobbing pain would stop, but it didn't. I was just rejected by my mate, and now my only companion won't respond to me."Run Ana, you're in danger; leave the Nightveil pack!" This warning echoed and I sprang up, immediately wiping my tears and grabbing whatever tangible thing I owned and shoving it into a dusty old sack at the corner of the room. I owned absolutely nothing, so packing took less time than I predicted.My eyes welled with sadness and grief. I grabbed the bag
ANARA'S POVI blinked as I tried to process his words. What did he mean by me also being his mate. Did he have another? My eyes flickered to Lyra who was arranging her clothes. The man was also quickly zipping up his trousers. I felt my cheeks burn when I realized that they had been up to more than kissing.Lyra's eyes burned and flashed as she said, "The other maids are helping with preparations for the banquet, so what are you doing here?""Maid?" The man spluttered. "You mean,she's a maid?""Yes, she is. Look at her, Cassian. What else do you think she's good for?"Never had I wanted to reveal my identity as badly as I did then. I found myself actually opening my mouth to say something, to assure him that he was mistaken, that I was not a maid, that I was someone worthy to be called his mate.But then Lyra was looking daggers at me. Her look promised swift, merciless retribution if I so much as said a word to contradict her."I can't believe this." Cassian shook his head angrily,
ANARA’s POV"Hurry or we'll be late.""But the event doesn't even start in an hour." The second voice was breathless, panting.I scrambled to my feet and hurried over to the window just as the first voice said, "I can't wait to see the decorations in the pack""Who cares about the decorations? I can't wait to see Princess Lyra's dress for the occasion. I heard real diamonds were sewn into her”This was followed by a scream as the girl who had spoken first pointed at me."It's just her," she spat out.The look on the girl and her friend's faces were the same: disgust. I pictured how monstrous I was with my face pressed up against the glass of the single minuscule window in my room. The taller of the two girls took the other’s hand and they scurried off as if they were scared that if I gazed at them for too long, I would taint their fine clothes. I retreated and waited till I couldn't hear their feet step any more.I waited a couple of minutes more, to be sure that no one else was comin







