MESSIAH JORDY'S POV I watched as the maid placed the water on my nightstand. She bowed and left. Slauson was on my couch, still trembling, even though I had my thickest duvet resting on his shoulders. He looked traumatized. Probably from seeing the sentinels in their wolf forms and from getting beaten up and locked up in the dungeon. I had them release him but he was so shaky that his knees continuously hit each other. They had to drag him in here. It'd been half an hour but he still hadn't said a word. His teeth clattered nonstop and he would bite his lower lip and let out a subtle whimper at intervals. I wanted to let him be until he got calmer on his own, but I figured he might be thirsty. Hence, I sent for the water. "Here, have a drink." I had the cup in his face. He didn't budge. I sent it closer and he finally noticed it. He looked up at me, eyes filled with terror. "The girl who just walked in, isn't she one of them? She's just like those gruesome creatures, right
THIRD PERSON'S POV "There's a male human in the Packhouse?!" Luther gasped, eyes almost popping out in shock. It was the most outrageous news he'd expected to get this morning. "Yes," The woman replied with a bow. His spy. She'd showed up at his house a few minutes ago with the little gossip. "How did that happen? How did he get in? What is Jordy doing about his intrusion?" "Nothing. He only asked that the human be released and brought to his room." "What?!" Luther flared up. "Why would Jordy give such an outrageous order?" "I think the human is his friend," "A human friend? That's fucking ridiculous." Luther took a drag from his cigarette and puffed the smoke upwards. The gossip was churning and sizzling. Trying to fuck with his head. A random human showed up outside the Packhouse. The sentinels beat him up and dragged him to the dungeon at first. But later on, they had to release him and take him to Jordy's room. It all seemed too shady. He was missing out on the
KING ARLO'S POV I threw another dart and it hit Bullseye again, making it the fourth. I grabbed another, aiming for the fifth and trying again to picture Luther's hideous face. I've never been this great at the dart game. Never hit the bullseye thrice in a game. It was one game I severely got my ass whooped in. And it made no sense because hitting the bullseye required a million concentration, practice, and innate skills. I wasn't exactly lacking much in those three categories but for some reason, darts remained my nightmare. Up until today. Frustrated about not getting any replies from Jordy, and worried about her Alpha coronation being in a couple of days, I was restless. I strolled down to my leisure room which used to be a lot more fun than this, with the billiard boards, cycling spot, and a lot of stuff in here. The dart board called out to me and I gave it a try. I pictured Luther's face, fantasizing that what I had in my hand was a dagger and the bullseye was his
MESSIAH JORDY'S POV Mother broke into a sob for the umpteenth time, but quickly dabbed at her tears. "I'm sorry," her voice was croaky from how much she'd been silently crying. I was too broken to comfort her. Neither did I blame her for her emotional slips. I might not be sobbing like she was, but I was still a tad away from breaking down into tears. Father had a seizure. A more severe one than the last. We already invited a modern doctor of the neighboring Pack to attend to him. They've been locked in Father's chambers all morning. Mother and I insisted on sticking around but we got shooed away. Probably because Mother was crying too much and the doctor found it distracting. We tried to get her to quiet down but when we couldn't, the doctor asked us to excuse them. Being out here didn't make her cry any less. Nah, on the contrary, it triggered more tears from her eyes and made her grow more restless. "Do you think he's alright, Jordy?" She turned to me in tears.
MESSIAH JORDY'S POV "Jordy." His voice. His unique, unnerving but mesmerizing voice. The husky effect was graced with a soothing ripple that gave raw, real chills. Hearing it again felt too good to be true. I did another double-take of him, just to make sure this was a reality. Not my eyes playing wicked tricks on me. Seeing him created chaos in my heart, digging up all the sadness I bottled up for weeks. I felt the sorrow thrashing down on me harder than ever. My heartbeat raced. My eyes stung. I was heaving. And down the tears came, unabatedly. "Leave!" He growled. And just then, I realized the Omega was still around. She scurried away and he shut the door. His arms beckoned at me. But I needed some kind of approval to go to them. I wanted an invitation. I wanted him to say something. Anything. But he was static. Still, my tears wouldn't stop coming down. I couldn't take it anymore and so I went to him. Raced right into his arms, holding him so tight. He wrappe
King Arlo Caddel "Arlo, you aren't ready yet?" My eyes traveled over to the door and saw Ivan, my best friend and Beta standing there with a frown on his face. "I already am..." I said looking at the golden rimmed full body mirror to see what was out of place and then my Beta's sigh coming all the way from the door. "Why can't you ever let the royal designer do her job? no offense, your highness... but this attire is far too simple.. they might even confuse you for a mere Alpha wolf," I laughed off his worries placing a curled arm on his shoulder. "Oh, it's not that bad.. is it?" "It is," Ivan said firmly. I walked over to my king sized bed, sinking on it with a sigh, I wasn't even in any mood of attending the ceremony at all. Infact left to me I would move my throne over to my bedroom, but I was a King and there were certain duties I couldn't neglect even if I wanted to. This ceremony was one, I had been specially invited so I had to show the courtesy of gracing the occasion. I didn'
King Arlo Caddel To say that I was not confused would be a blatant lie. One minute, I was standing behind two young boys, one of which the goddess had identified as my mate. The next minute, I was running behind the little boy, keeping enough distance to shield the fact that I was running behind him, yet keeping enough distance to follow his tracks. Immediately my male mate dashed into the forest, I followed him behind. I could not let him go so easily, not with all the million and one questions I had to ask. A male mate? Really? I continued to curse in annoyance. Did the goddess really want to punish me in such a manner? What had I ever done to deserve such unkindness? All these years, especially after the sour betrayal of my chosen mate, I had thought that the arrival of my real mate, the one the goddess had created just for me, would fill my heart with joy and gladness. But no. Instead, I was mated to a male wolf, who had just been rejected by another male wolf. Just as I s
Messiah Jordy I had the sense that someone was watching me from the second I took my shirt off, but I did not bother to listen to Axl. I continued to undress myself, getting ready to lie down on the small spring bed at the edge of the room. I specifically loved the bed so much because I had singlehandedly constructed it myself some years back. As I tilted my neck to the window side to get a clearer view of the set of eyes that peered from my window. As soon as he saw that I had found him, his blood seemed to drain from his face and he turned white in that instant. I probably should have screamed as loud as I could seeing that someone had been watching me get undressed, but not this time. Axl, my wolf, seemed to enjoy the presence of the strange man whom he had identified a while ago. I did not know how he had gotten here and why he followed me, but I just found myself enjoying his presence, enjoying the fact that he was looking at me. Axl seemed to want to be around him more than usu