Fifteen days had passed since the mating ceremony, and Natasha couldn't shake the feeling of abandonment that had settled over her. She had entered into a deal with William to pretend to be each other's mates, but he hadn't visited her once. Her life within the walls of the Sinclair Mansion had become a never-ending cycle of boredom and isolation. Her so-called honeymoon had turned into a prison of her own making, and William's conspicuous absence only exacerbated her frustration.As Natasha sat alone in her room, thoughts swirled in her mind, and her feelings towards William had transformed from admiration to resentment. She couldn't help but recall her mother's stories about the legendary Lycan King Lycaon, a figure she had come to revere. Perhaps her mother's unwavering belief in Lycaon's legend had driven her to accept William's offer without hesitation or in-depth knowledge. Now, the belief that William was the reincarnation of the Lycan King only fueled her frustration.Her thou
"My king...my king...rise, my king." William struggled to open his eyes; his vision was blurry, and his senses were in disarray."Where am I?" he asked the fully-kitted Werewolf soldier above him."We are on the battlefield, my king," the soldier replied.William was confused as to why the soldier kept referring to him as a king, but he had more pressing questions. "Battlefield? Why? Who are we fighting against?" he asked, his confusion evident."Are you sure you are okay, my king? You, of all people, should know the answer to that question," the soldier remarked, concerned.The atmosphere around William still felt surreal, but he started to grasp his current reality. "Of course," he said, realizing that the werewolves could only be at war with one race—the vampires.With this realization, William rose to his feet, grabbed his sword, and let out a loud battle cry. He fought through the enemy lines like a raging thunderstorm, destroying everything in his path. William was no longer in
William sprang up from his bed, jolted by the sunlight streaming through his bedroom window, piercing his eyes. He rushed into the bathroom and leaned over the basin, welcoming the cool water that cascaded over his head, a futile attempt to alleviate the throbbing migraine that had plagued him upon waking.As he stared at his reflection in the mirror, an odd yet profound dream lingered in his mind, though the details remained frustratingly elusive. Straining to remember only worsened his headache.Glancing at the wall clock, realization washed over him - he was dreadfully late for the Alpha Council meeting. "Oh no," he muttered, hurrying back to the bathroom to prepare himself.In less than thirty minutes, William dashed out of his room and took the stairs with purpose, aiming to minimize his tardiness. With an air of authority, he entered the pack's common room. As the Alpha of the Twilights, his mere presence commanded respect, and everyone acknowledged him with slight head bows, to
The meeting finally came to an end, and William desperately wished he could vanish from this place. But fate, as it often does, had other plans. The one person he had hoped to avoid had discovered him - Algernon Thorne, Natasha's grandfather."Where is my granddaughter!?" Algernon's voice seethed with anger."Sir Algernon, it's been a while," William replied."Yes, it has," Algernon retorted, his anger palpable. "Considering how diligently you've avoided me since your betrayal.""Betrayal? Come on now, you wouldn't seriously consider my divine union with your granddaughter as an act of betrayal, would you?"With alarming speed and strength, Algernon pinned William to the corner of the room."Going against Leonidas and involving my granddaughter. You must either be incredibly mad or incredibly foolish, pulling a stunt like this.""I swear to you, Algernon, I have no intention of causing harm to Natasha," William said earnestly."Really? Look me in the eyes and tell me that your connect
An unexpected chill lingered in the air as William stood on the mansion's balcony. He savored the view with the Pleiades star pointing southeast, aligning with Mars—a celestial occurrence that happened once a decade.His gaze drank in the scenery, and the breeze caressed his skin, but his thoughts wandered elsewhere. If only he had played his part and mated with Alice on the night of the mating ceremony, he wouldn't have a target on his back from two of Hayden's strongest werewolves. Defying the Grand Alpha was one thing, but dealing with Algernon Throne was another. William cursed himself for bringing Natasha into all of this. Algernon had practically raised him after his parent's death, and the thought of repaying him by jeopardizing his granddaughter's happiness and life ate at him."It's truly beautiful, isn't it?" Alice's voice broke through his thoughts as she approached William, drawing him back to reality.William's expression shifted abruptly, his admiring smirk turning into
The clouds grew darker and stormier, and a looming storm darkened the sky, but Natasha's mood was so bright and lit up it blinded her from her surroundings, and to everything around her.She continued walking, without pause or a second thought about her direction. She found herself questioning her own emotions—how could she find happiness in a compliment from the very lips that had cast her aside? From a man who had pushed her to the brink and then abandoned her? She was sure she had grown to despise him. So why did her heart betray her by reacting this way?Her cold, fierce hatred for William began to fade, evident in her beaming smile, flushed cheeks, and the goosebumps that erupted across her skin. She struggled to suppress these uninvited feelings. Despite the warmth his recent actions stirred within her, she couldn't forget the immense pain and heartache he had inflicted upon her. No amount of kind words or courageous deeds could erase those memories.As Natasha walked on, her m
"Ouch," she groaned, awakened by the relentless, splitting headache. Natasha slowly rose from the bed, her head wrapped in bandages. Turning to her left, Natasha found William sitting by her bedside."What are you doing here?" Natasha asked, her head still pounding as she spoke."Hey, hey, take it easy," William said."You… you saved me," Natasha stuttered as flashes of the night before began to resurface in her head."Yes, that I did, but there’s no need to thank me. It was my pleasure and duty, as your mate," William replied with a smile, but the idea that he had just referred to her as his mate stung Natasha like a bee.Natasha's demeanor changed in an instant."Your ma… your mate, are you serious?" She asked, to which William replied with a smirk which angered her even more.Natasha scoffed and, like a being possessed by anger and hate, she sprang up from the bed and marched out of the room."Natasha," William called out, but Natasha gave no response. "Where are you going? Where a
As they arrived at the Sinclair Mansion, Algernon had not yet joined them. An awkward silence hung between them, and Natasha was growing increasingly uncomfortable. She wracked her brain for any topic that might change the mood. "William, I wanted to ask you a question," Natasha finally said. William's curiosity was piqued. "What question?" "The Beast?" Natasha whispered, leaning in closer. "The one that nearly stopped my heart, the one you fought to save me. What kind of beast was that?" William hesitated, but Natasha's persistence urged him to respond honestly. "Well, let's say I didn't get a good look at it to determine its kind, given that I was too busy wrestling with it." "Come on, William, don't joke with me," Natasha pleaded. "It had the body structure of a wolf-transformed Lycan, but its eyes were red—like a hellish red. And its savagery was unlike any wolf-transformed wolf I've ever seen or heard of. Tell me William kind of monstrous creature was that?” William contempl