AFTER THE PACK MEETINGElder Conor fumed under his breath. The moment he entered the meeting room, his eyes scanned around and finally rested on Silas Darkthorn on his chief elder's spot. It was very much to his annoyance to see Elder Darkthorn looking very relaxed, nodding his head with a smile as the other elders greeted him. Conor intended to meet him right there before the meeting began to question why he was silent after their discussion days ago. Why was he doing nothing when he had paid hugely? As he was trying to find a moment to make a move towards Darkthorn, Asher had entered and he was immediately compelled to return to his seat. Last night he had sent some of his men to find a way and bring the werewolf woman he desired but was told she now belonged to Asher. And not only that, he wasn't able to get his hand on any of the werewolf women. His jaw tightened. He had no idea what Asher was thinking but if he thought he could have all the werewolf women to himself, then he
Asher stood impatiently behind the window that looked into the road that stretched out of his house down to the back road where he expected Lucas would be returning through. Where the eyes of Silas Darkthorn and his underlings wouldn't reach. At least for that moment. Ethan served himself a drink. “Relax. I'm sure he is already on his way.”“I can't…”Asher murmured. Truly he couldn't. How could he be calm. How could he be calm after what happened at the meeting?Darkthorn and his loyalists were definitely planning something. He had to be a step ahead of them. He sighed as he turned away from the window aiming to get seated. But he stopped as a sudden thought flashed in him. “What is it?” Ethan asked, noticing. “What if Lucas is in danger? What if there's someone learning of all our moves and reporting to them? What if there's someone in here on their side? Just like last time…”Ethan opened his mouth to refute Asher's unproven claim but shut it again. It would be foolish of him t
As Elder Conor rode in his wagon past the unusually busy street, a cluster of women and some men stood in the road. His driver slowly manoeuvred his way. Lifting his head impatiently to see why the car was going slow. His chin jutted. He wound down his window and barked “Get your filthy selves out of the road! Bloody peasants!”What was so fun to have them stand in his way? Arriving at Silas Darkthorn’s house and discovering he wasn't the only elder that had been invited sullened his face. “That sneaky man… I thought he was inviting me alone.”He cleared his throat and wore a smile. As he got himself settled into a seat in the midst of the other elders while responding to the greetings and equally returning the greetings. “Welcome elder Conor. You must have heard what happened yesterday. Unbelievable,” the elder by his right remarked. Elder Conor starred in surprise. “What happened?”The first elder returned his surprise stare. “You didn't hear? Some of us did not just hear b
SCARLETTIt was the hardest and heaviest I had witnessed rain fall ever since I arrived Howling Moon. The sky rumbled with thunder and flashed with lightning.It started from midnoon and had been heavily falling nonstop. It was already getting deep into the evening and dusk neared yet it continued to pour. Some of the girls said it was the goddess raining down her anger on the Lycans for their sins. Especially the elders and the wealthy ones that looked down on others. Some wished thunder struck the elders and those that hurt them down. And then while everyone wished for the rain to continue to pour, I hoped secretly for the rain to cease. I sat on one corner of the bed leaning against the wall thinking of nothing else but Asher Donovan. How the thought of him always snuck into my thinking baffled me. These days he seemed to be on my mind more than anything else. Today was our pretense day and if the rain continued to pour heavily as it was, I might not be able to make my way to
SCARLETT “Do you…” I tried again. But the words stuck to the roof of my mouth. My heart was pounding so fast I feared he would hear. He gently took my hand. “Let's go inside. We will talk about everything.”Like an obedient child, I followed him. He led me into an almost large room I presumed to be the living room but with only two couches facing each other right in the center of the room. “Come with me,” he said as he took me to the washroom and asked one of the maids to bring me a change of clothes while I dried myself up. Dried and clothed, I stepped out of the washroom. He pointed to one of the two couches. “Sit here. Tea or coffee or any drink?”“Tea.”I expected he would send one of the servants but he went instead. I noticed the maids weren't particularly happy to see me close to him.He returned a few moments later with the tea. “Thank you,” I mumbled as I took the cup. “Call me Asher,” he said and took the other couch across. He seemed so comfortable with me that it
SCARLETT My eyes opened to calmness. I felt my face glued to a hard object. Feeling the familiar strong arms in a very familiar position wrapped around me quickly brought me to awareness. Delightful shivers ran down my spine in one breath. I blinked and went still. As I attempted to move my legs, I felt a sharp ache around my thighs. As much as the memories thrilled me, I dreaded facing Asher right that moment. The embarrassment of how I moaned and arched and clutched onto him…To think it was I that initiated the second and third round. My face creased with embarrassment. I couldn't let him wake up and meet me there. I chewed my lower lips as I scanned around for my dress. I found it hanging on a temporary hanger beside the main wardrobe. Slowly I detached from his chest and started to crawl out of the bed. “Trying to sneak away again?”Startled, I froze. He pulled me back to his chest. Pushed strands of my hair away and kissed my forehead. “Why do you always sneak away?”
“The hate is real out there. For long, the women here have waited for the lycan to desire them even if it was just as his plaything. The Alpha had been cold ever since the mysterious death of his mate and his father. You unlocked a new side of him and it seems the girls don't like it that much,” Ava explained. Scarlett smiled and said nothing. Ava frowned. “You are smiling? You don't know how scary lycan girls can be especially when they are obsessed with a man.”“I know. I almost lost my life so I know that more than anyone.”“So, will you still continue to endanger yourself and attract girls like them to yourself by seeing the alpha?”Endanger herself? If anything, the presence of Asher saved her. “I can talk to my father to make the alpha stop asking for you. My father is powerful around here,” Ava offered. Scarlett smiled and politely rejected her offer. “No. Thank you but I wouldn't want you to bother yourself about it.”“My dear, I'm just trying to help. The Alpha may seem
Ethan levelled up with Asher. “What are you going to do?”“Get married and have a Luna of course,” Asher answered. If it was his marriage they wanted then he would give it to them. “Marry? Who will you marry? You are not even courting anyone at the moment. Or are you planning on marrying just anyone? You should already know the plans of the elders…”Asher screeched to a sudden stop forcing Ethan to equally halt. “Not just to anyone. To her. Scarlett.” Ethan's eyes widened. “You are going to marry her?”“Marry who?” A voice sounded behind them. Startled, the two Lycans looked but then relaxed at the sight of Lucas. “Get ready, you both. We have a wedding to prepare. I will be proposing to Scarlett tonight.”“Wait .. wait…Asher…” Ethan pulled him back. “Are you sure about all of this? Do you love her that much? See, I adore her too. She is amazing and brave and…but c'mon you just knew her and she is a wolf. You are very much aware of what making her your Luna entails right?” Ash
WRITER'S POV It was only the previous day but it felt like Asher wouldn't function properly if he stopped for a minute and thought about something different from the designer girl. “She is Scarlett,” he kept muttering to himself. He knew her too much to allow a few alterations to deceive him. She changed her hair and her eyes, so what? It didn't change the fact that she was still Scarlett. Was she avoiding being caught? “No,” he shook his head, recalling her response even when Freya was not around. She'd vehemently denied being or knowing Scarlett. He rubbed his chin, left his desk and went to the window. Changing hair style and color was possible but was changing eye colour even possible? He should ask a doctor. “Where have you been?” Freya questioned trotting in and breaking his thoughts. “You need to have your measurements taken. We are short on time.”Asher was just about to slam Freya and remind her again that he was never interested in officially marrying her and that was fi
WRITER'S POV The moment Scarlett had walked in, Silas Darkthorn had felt a kind of energy. He waited until she left before he called Mae in. “Where did you say you knew the girl that just left?”“The designer girl?” Mae repeated his question. “How do you know her?”“She's the new one in town and she seems to know what she's doing. I thought we should use her for the wedding.”Silas shrugged. “I have told you not to be too excited about this wedding. We are not going there to enjoy some meal but to watch history be made.”Of course I know my husband. It's just that I'm excited. She may not be my real daughter but I will be the mother of the day and that is a feat many women would kill to be in.”“Don't you like her?” She asked, taking a seat beside him. Silas shrugged. The feeling he was getting was far beyond whether he liked her or not. “Put your mind to rest, my lord. All that we have worked hard for will come to fruition very soon. We deserve it. You have served and worked so
SCARLETT’S POV All my mind was centered on Ava. Was she evil like her father or was she still the girl that saved me that day? Or perhaps, was I wrong about the version of her I saw that day? It worried me that she might have recognized me. Her behavior was off as well as her questions and words. I still remember that day vividly. She was the one that saved me from those bullies. Why did she lie? I could have agreed that she was talking about some other girl. But then she clearly said the girl was a werewolf. I was worried she'd begin to seek for things she shouldn't. I saw the doubt in her eyes when I denied recognizing her. It had already been a year. She could have had many encounters since then with many other Werewolf girls. A werewolf girl could have saved her as she narrated. Besides, she didn't say the werewolf girl was a girl staying in the werewolf quarters. But again, why was the name Scarlett?“It's this way.” Mae called my attention back. I almost missed her lead. It w
SCARLETT’S POV When Mae Darkthorn told me I'd be doing house visits job for her, I didn't think she was serious until one of her maids came and informed me to visit their home that evening. I told Samuel Wolfe and he was as shocked as I was. It was either Silas Darkthorn didn't know about me or Mae hadn't told him about me yet. However, it was a great opportunity which I grabbed with two hands. I had wanted so much to penetrate there but never found a reason. I arrived at Silas Darkthorn's house at 4pm and was let into the house. There were three buildings and each was well built. Sila's influence could be perceived right from the gate. “Wait here, my lady will join you soon,” the maidservant that had brought me in told me. She directed me to one of the wooden chairs stuffed with wool or perhaps cotton. There was nothing much to see in the room I was in. It had few chairs and was almost empty besides the paintings on the wall. It was hard to tell if Silas Darkthorn stayed in thi
WRITER'S POV “Where are you off to?” Freya called out to Asher storming out. She felt insulted by Asher storming out on her entrance and then ignoring her. To hide her embarrassment, she ticked her tongue playfully and laughed. “He must be shy. Don't worry I will get him as soon as we are done here.”“Yes ma..my Luna.” Scarlett responded and took out her measuring tapes. “Wait…” Freya stopped her as she was about to wrap the tape around her arm. “What did you two discuss while I was out?”Something sank into Scarlett. She gulped hard a flash of her conversation with Asher flooding her head. “Well, of course he refused to say a word to you, right?” Freya asked before he would speak. Scarlett blinked. Freya sighed softly. “The Alpha is like that. He does not care about any woman except one.” She sounded sad. Scarlett felt a daring moment. “Why do you say it that way? Who is the woman if not you.”“Ah,” she laughed awkwardly. “Of course it's me. It just…it just feels surreal to kno
SCARLETT'S POV “Are you ready now? May I come—” I asked, pushing the door open. Freya was latched onto Asher. As soon as she saw me, she pretended to be shocked. Freya invited me over. The opportunity I was looking for—a way to be close to Asher legally, was brought to me on a platter. The perfect one at that. The guard told me to wait behind on her orders. I glanced around. I recognized where I was standing. I had once stood there. Asher’s office. I heard them arguing. Freya’s desperation clawed through my chest and when I couldn't bear it, u bursted through the door. Asher froze at my sight. As expected. I knew. I knew I was going to run into him. I also knew that he was in there with her. It was even the reason I had boldly opened the door when the guard hadn't given me the go ahead to enter. Meeting him again was bound to happen. But why did it have to be in this manner…shit. I had prepared for this moment. I had imagined it. But it only made me want to shrink into a shell
ASHER I didn't think it would be this day but I saw her again. Why did it have to be today…why did it have to be this moment. “Scar…” my lips had already begun to move but I quickly called myself to order. A feeling of awareness overcame me causing me to finally push Freya away. “Oh, the designer is here,” Freya said, smirking. “Come on in.”My jaw clenched. This was all her plan—making her come in right at this second to witness this. I frowned as my heart skipped. I looked at Freya, dreading the impossible. Did Freya know she was Scarlett? “Hope you are ready? And you came prepared with everything you'd be needing? Like I said, what matters is how good you are. Have I made myself clear?”“Yes, ma’am.”“Here, I am referred to as ‘my Luna’ and you should too,” Freya told her. “Noted, my Luna. Would you like me to measure you first or show you the materials you requested?” She asked, unhanging the bag I could feel its heaviness from where I stood from her shoulder. I was watching
“Get ready. Someone is coming here today to take our measurements,” Freya said to Asher who was focused on the documents before him. Asher wasn't paying attention and it took a few seconds for Freya's words to fully register in his brain. He pushed the document close and looked up. “What did you just say?”“I have booked a designer. She'd design our outfits and she will be here any moment soon.” Freya was in front of the square-shaped mirror in Asher's office and giving her make-up finishing touches. She didn't need a glam look to take measurements for her wedding outfits. However she'd sworn to always appear perfect before Asher. It didn't matter for how long or for what reason and so far she was living up to it. She patted her index finger on her lower lip and smashed her lips together to create a full red lips. Asher scowled. “Designer? Who authorized?”“I spoke to my father–”“Your father is not the Alpha of this Pack nor the leader of this pack!” Before she would finish, Asher
SCARLETT The instant she walked in, something in me chilled. I recognized her immediately. Asher's wife and Luna to be of the Pack. It would be stupid if I studied everyone else but missed her. She was the arrow Silas Darkthorn was using to pin Asher down after all. There were so many mysteries around her. So much of her life before she left the pack was wiped off. Of course, it had to be no one else but Silas Darkthorn's handwork. Old geezer tried really hard to keep her record clean and eliminate any suspicions regarding the fact they weren't related at all. Where she lived prior to returning was another mystery I couldn't uncover. As I saw her walk in, I realized that perhaps it was finally time. Time to meet the pawn in this game. An important pawn. I had waited for her to show up since the day I opened. Had even chirped in to some of the younger women stylishly hoping the news would reach her someday. Had no idea it would take this short while. Few times that I snuck in to wat