~Claire~ … Adelaide and I strolled outside through the neatly trimmed grasses that complimented the gigantic palace building of the Shadow Pack house. I sucked in a breath and adjusted the corset fastened around my waist. I wasn't accustomed to this royal lifestyle yet. It was quite different from my blissful life at the Blackmoon Pack—before things went wrong. We hadn't stepped out of the Pack's palace house yet, but it felt like we had. The surrounding was broad and spacious. Asides the gate that led directly from the estate to the pack's palace house, there was another gate meters away that led to the pack's business place. It was twenty times broader than the surrounding of the pack house. There, the pack members engaged in different business activities. Amongst the buildings present, I recognized a study house, a central hall for public event, grocery stores, a bakery, supermarkets, stationary houses, an inn, a tavern, public library, and restaurants. Adelaide suggested we st
~Warren~ Royal attendants filled the alpha's dressing room. However, being Alpha Axel’s beta, I was the only one who could change him into his ceremonial wear. Due to his condition, however, I would take his place at the ceremony, so I was already dressed in the exact attire he would be wearing. As I removed his dressing robe, I thought strategically of a way to get the men out of the room. The man-wolves stared at me intently, awaiting my order. I stopped undressing Alpha Axel and, wearing a stoic expression, said, “The Alpha is going to undress now. Step out for a bit.” They filed out of the room, but Delta Jett remained. He turned his back to me, his head bowed. “What are you doing?” “I figured you might need some assistance, so I stayed back.” “I won’t be needing any assistance.” “You don't have to worry Beta Warren. Carry on. I won’t look, and I’ll be as quiet as possible. You won't even feel my presence.” “Well, I do. And it disturbs me because it is disrespectful for a s
~Axel~ The door slammed shut with a bang, but I didn't move just yet. I listened to be sure no one stayed behind. No further noise met my eyes. I sniffed the air to confirm I was alone, then opened my eyes and scrambled out of the bed. After fixing it with pillows to look like I was still in it, I went into my dressing room. There, I pushed the vanity table aside to reveal a built-in wardrobe that I’d had constructed. The day I went to war with the Draven's Pack, I had an experienced carpenter from a faraway clan build it. While chaos rose in the Shadow Pack as they announced my supposed illness, Warren and the builder completed the task, creating a connection from my chambers to a hidden exit from the palace. I inserted the key and opened it. Inside, I grabbed a cloak from the rows of clothes concealing the wardrobe’s purpose. After pulling it over myself, I felt for the faux wall built as a camouflage. With my might, I pushed until a door appeared. With one last glance behind me,
Axel~ After dusting the grass off my clothes, I fixed my cloak, then heard Nadine stir. She laid on the grasses, sleeping soundly after our lovemaking. “You're leaving?” she asked, her voice groggy from sleep. “I must. The full moon is waning, so the ceremony will draw to a close.” She rose, and I could hear her collect her clothes from the ground. “When will I see you next?” “I'll send words,” I said, turning to her. She didn't look pleased with my response, but she nodded anyway. I handed her the parchment, my thoughts occupied with the discovery of Adelaide having a different identity. “Will you be fine on your own?” “If I say no, will you walk with me to the borders like old times?” “Nadine,” I drawled. “It's okay, I understand.” She adjusted my cloak with a smile. “You sure you don’t want to tell me about it yet?” Her eyes met mine lovingly. I ran my finger down her face, flashing her a subtle smile. “I'll tell you soon.” “Okay.” She shrugged. “I love you.” She planted a
~ Claire~ .. The knockings persisted and an idea crossed my mind. I glanced at Axel and he was now quiet, despite the slight unbalanced movements his body made on the bed; he didn't produce any noise. Quickly, I took off my sleeping dress and wrapped it around my nude body, specifically covering the Trista mark. I ruffled my hair and wet my face to look before going to the door, I slightly opened it and met Marianne's stare. "Um, the Alpha and I are busy right now. Do you mind?" I asked, feigning an out-of-breathe tone. "Oh of course not!" She appeared stunned for a moment, then flustered, "sorry for the interruption, please carry on," she seemed unreasonably excited and I quickly shut the door. Breathing out heavily, I turned and realized Axel was now on his feet. I bolted the door, dressed up, and walked to him. "My Lord, you need to calm down before-- "Mate," he repeated, walking towards me in lazy steps. I watched him get to me and his arm snaked around my waist before h
~Axel~ ... I watched Warren's lips curl into a gasp, "You have a mate? Is it Nadine?" "It's Claire," I revealed gruffly, the annoyance reenacting in my demeanor. "What? Claire? Your mate?" He was greatly stunned. "A bloody Omega, Warren. The moon goddess must think of me as a fuckin joke to give me an Omega for a mate after waiting all these years!" I growled, dousing my body in the bathtub. "Does Nadine know?" I brought myself out of the water, wiping my face. "I only just found out about it myself. I can't tell her, it's messed up." "But you're the legendary Crimson wolf. In the entire history of werewolves, I've never heard where a Crimson wolf is mated to an Omega." I laughed hysterically like the situation was nothing to laugh about. "The only reason I fell for Nadine in the first place is because I felt I didn't have a mate. Tamar assured me that I was mateless, and after fifteen years of waiting, I find out my destined mate is an Omega. Isn't it just fucking hilari
~Claire~ I sat beside Adelaide in the bronze sterling carriage as we traveled back to the Shadow pack. My palms were clasped on my knees and the slight discomfort from the corset tightened around my waist heightened. The tiny spikes from the royal mantle draped over my dress disturbingly tickled my neck. A cramp twisted my stomach and I moved disturbingly in my seat to ease it. "Are you okay, Claire?" Adelaide's voice brought me from my reverie. "Yes mother," I replied, taking a quick breath. A warm thick gush ran between my legs and I pressed them against each other, a rush of embarrassment staining my cheeks. I felt Adelaide's gaze on me, or the bracelet banded around my wrist, I wasn't so sure since my gaze was ahead. "If it's okay with you, I'd like us to go somewhere first." she had a warm smile when I glanced at her. "What place?" "The sperm bank, you need to get some tests done. The doctors will be at the palace tomorrow to carry out the insemination and I noticed y
~Claire~ ... The next day, after running a late bath and dressing up all alone, having mastered the process, I sat at the vanity and the dressers worked on styling my hair. Marianne had suggested we take a walk around the palace to flex my thighs, I saw it as an opportunity to tour the courtyard, of the gigantic building, that I hadn't been to. Marianne walked in as soon as the dressers rounded up with the chignon they were gathering my hair into, my crown was fixed on top of it, an almost similar version of Adelaide's. We head out of my room to the outside walls of the palace. Since we were still in the surrounding, Marianne dismissed the guards that prepared to accompany us. "I hope you feel better today?" She asked. The poise that came with every majestic step she took, left me in admiration of her. She was born into royalty and it reeked in everything she did. She was so comported, even her smile depicts her identity as a royal breed. "Yes, I do feel better," I answered.