Chapter 14
POV: Tamara Davis /Tyra Amaris
They were now on the vast field of the Lunar Pack near the mansion for her everyday training with Shahara.
It wasn’t her typical day for Tamara seemed so distracted during their training. She couldn’t still move on from her one-on-one serious girly talk with Shahara last night. She couldn’t find her focus now because her mind was still engulfed by the menacing man with the golden crest. Her cognizance was floating with various reasons and contradictions. Her thoughts were in total chaos right now.
~ Stop your senseless thoughts, Tamara. You are in love. ~
~ No. Of course not. She couldn’t be falling in love with the King. ~
~ Yeah, yeah. No freaking way! ~
~ See? You immediately conclude that it was ‘the King’ you’re in love with. ~
~ Was there anymore person that was making me so confused ri
Chapter 15POV: Tamara Davis /Tyra AmarisShe was awakened by the light rays radiating from the window. She slowly opened her eyes, and she was welcomed into an unfamiliar room.Tamara flinched, and she shut her eyes tightly as she tried to remember what had happened.Memories flashed her mind like a rocket ship, that it ached a bit, then she finally recalled that she was supposed to be having a hunt training with Shahara.She was about to get up when she moaned in pain. Her eyes flew to the cause of it and found her injured arm covered with a white bandage.Her brows furrowed as she looked around the room while caressing it – the room was all painted in plain white, and the window was covered with dark gray curtains that were arranged in an inverted pleat balloon-type making the rays of the sun emit light inside the room where she was.There was a white bedside table beside her with a small light gray vase and a single-stemmed
Chapter 16POV: Tamara Davis /Tyra AmarisShe was still at the Lunar Pack infirmary and was currently being checked by Doc Dreyson. Uncle Lorenzo and Aunt Rania suddenly appeared in her room with their concerned faces.“She was fine now. She was healing fast, even though I hadn’t used any medicinal plants on her.” Doctor Dreyson informed them while he was arranging his stethoscope on his neck after using it to her.“That was great news, Dreyson. Thank you.” Aunt Rania was so ecstatic for the good news.The moment they entered her room – she was really frantic and worried about her, making her remember her parents again. Tamara shook her head gently.“Just to make sure, she needed to stay one more day so we could observe her.” Doc Dreyson simply suggested as he intently looked at them.Tamara could sense something the way he looked at them, but she just shrugged it all off. Maybe she was
Chapter 17 POV: Prince Raven Pierce He was in the study room of the castle when Arlan suddenly entered the room. His face was dreadful and wearily plopped down on the couch just across from where he was sitting. He mentally shook his head. He knew something was up with the King, but he still asked it, though. He was still his brother – the only family he had. “So, how was he?” A hint of worry crossed his voice. Arlan shook his head and looked at him with gloomy and despairing eyes. They both heaved a deep sigh – one look, and they already knew that the King was still on the verge of his fury. “All of his subordinates were terrified to be near him.” Arlan restlessly said. “How did this happen? And when?” Prince Raven raised his brow and curiously asked. “I don’t really know what happened to him. After he went to the infirmary, he just turned out to be in this maddening state.” Arlan disappointedly answered.
Chapter 18 POV: Lamina Darkwood “Luna Lamina, Elder Courdamus is here.” The guard outside the study room announced. From the paper she was looking at, her gaze moved towards the closed door. “Let him in,” she coldly answered and instantly put the papers inside her table’s drawer. The door banged open, and an old man entered. He was Elder Courdamus, one of the members of the Were Elders Council and the eldest wolf in their pack. Lamina evilly smiled at him as she removed her reading eyeglass and placed it on the table. “Finally, you’re here. Sit down.” It was supposed-to be a courteous act, but it came out as an order instead. The old man sat on the couch in front of her and crossed his legs. His expression was stoic yet cunning – a typical look of Elder Courdamus. “So, do you have any news for me?” Lamina eagerly asked as she intertwined her hands together and placed her chin on top of it. He lit
Chapter 19 POV: King Hades Pierce “Your Majesty, the competition will start today.” Arlan seriously informed him as he gave the list of the packs, the Were Council, Prince Raven, and his other subordinates and other information of the said competition. He was done letting his raging emotions at the Southern Side – where hundreds of rogue bodies were already rotting in hell. He is now calmer and more composed. He wouldn’t join the screening process, for he didn’t want to waste his time on such rubbish things – well, he planned to attend… more important… things other than these. He could imagine his wolf being disappointed at him as he felt it become restless and wanted to see and sniff more metallic blood – again. He wanted to sigh in frustration – for he was covered with so much blood a few days ago – but he wouldn’t do that, not in front of his second in command, who was still blindly trying to put himself in his plans. Arlan
Chapter 20 POV: Shahara The Vikesh family were in the receiving area of the Lunar Pack Mansion, waiting for Elder Urticius, the assigned Were Elders’ Council Member who would assess Tamara. He was an elder wolf from the Northern Side and part of the Midnight Pack – known for their firm sense of unity and equality. She was fidgeting her fingers because of anxiety. Well, all of them – her both parents who were also present in the room – were laced with concerned expressions. Her mother was drinking her glass of water as if she was too thirsty in every passing minute while her father was checking his leather wristwatch from time to time. They were all worried because every one of them had no clue about whichever the assessment would become. Tamara wasn’t that knowledgeable about the history nor the other information about the Lunar Pack. Their only consolation was Elder Urticius wasn’t a person who might probably pull tricks on their pack
Chapter 21 POV: Leah Darkwood “This is just the beginning, Leah. Don’t let your guards down. Do you understand?” Her mother spoke as she drank her champagne while they traveled to the King’s castle. All of them were present inside their black Limousine car. Her father was just silently sitting beside her mother and smoking. While Aeron was just looking intently at them – most especially at her. She was excited for the announcement day to see who would be chosen in the top ten for the next Regina. For she already knew that she was part of it – well, she made it sure, as well as her mother, who already spoke to Elder Courdamus. They were discreet to the other candidates who passed the screening process, but she shrugged it all off. She will surely win in the end – no matter what. “Of course, Mom. You know, I wouldn’t lose – not to anyone. Most especially, not to this one.” She assuredly answered. “Trust, her, Lamina. She could do
Chapter 22POV: Tamara DavisAfter announcing the top ten candidates, Arlan – who was also the King’s second in command – asked them to go to the study room of the palace. They were accompanied by a man named Dillion – whom she recognized as the man in the prison cell – who had bailed for Kage – and who was with Shimuel.Tamara moved her gaze towards the entire room. She was currently sitting on one of the dark red single-sitter cabriole couches. Well, every one of them sat on each of the single couch. They were waiting for the Were Elder Council for whatever reason they had – at that very moment that they were also announced as the top ten chosen candidates.Dillion was eyeing them from the corner – standing beside the closed huge wooden door. Although Tamara was fond of reading, she couldn’t appreciate the sanctuary of books placed in an asymmetrical bookshelf to every corner of the room. Her mind wa