Himari’s POV.-Zorien twirls me free and when I’m expecting to go back into his arms and stretch my arms out in his direction, someone comes sweeping me neatly away and I gasp to see the red-haired Demon.He grins cheekily at me and I pout, accepting to continue the dance with him in hopes to appease Zorien later.“I heard about your heroic achievements from the war. I understand now, why he’s kept you his biggest life’s secret” He says to me with a twinge of interest, and I flush embarrassedly, blinking my eyes low as I speak in a small voice, “Well, it’s not like I’m still a secret anymore”.“I disagree.” He objects and I lift my gaze to see him still hosting the same expression on his face as he goes on to say, “The rest of our cousins still don’t know about you. They’ll scorch Zorien when they get the word”.Damien chuckles at my shocked expression and prepares to let go of me as he drops a note, “There are many continents out there, Luna Himari”.I’m caught in a tra
Himari’s POV.-I don’t think I’ve ever met a guy as meek as Damon. Especially not a Demon. He reminds me so much of the late King, and it’s a warmth that makes me smile tenderly as I watch him rise tentatively to tower easily over Vilma’s 5ft, 10inches.Zorien and Kitra huff together and Zorien teases while leaning over me and placing his chin atop my head. “What spell did you cast on my little brother, Vilma? He’s become subservient to you”.I frown, “Zorien, get off, you’re heavy”.He ignores me, avenging what I did to him earlier and Vilma flushes briefly as she timidly glances at Damon who’s still shy to show us his red face. She mumbles, “It’s not like I did anything diabolic….”I’m giggling with Kitra when Vilma jumps into sudden action and grabs Damon by the hand. She pulls him away, escaping from our taunts in the next second. Kitra turns to face us while laughing cruelly, “She talked so big, and there she goes running away with her Demon lover. They’ve got somethi
Himari’s POV. - Standing outside the supposed building I’ll be living from now on, I gulp, wearing my perplexity as I peer up at the rickety two-story building four feet away from my position. It’s situated behind the Packhouse and for starters, the porch looks so old and practically falling apart, with gathered patches of moss here and there. Then there’s the fading paint on the body of the house, giving it a very sickly appearance. ‘Oh boy, this is my new house?’ Truly, Omegas aren’t regarded with any form of respect at all. I let out a sigh and stroll towards the porch, climbing over loudly protesting wood that makes my face glow with intense heat from embarrassment. ‘What a rather profound declaration of my arrival’. I just hope I haven’t disturbed the occupants inside. I feel my chest rising and falling towards the possibility of indeed doing that and as I drop my luggage on the floor next to my feet, the door suddenly comes open to present a pair of funny sea-blue orbs. “A
Himari’s POV. - I slam the door shut once I enter the toilet stall. Placing my hands over my heaving chest as I let my bag drop onto the floor. My knees buckle under my weight, knocking themselves out and bringing my back sliding down the door until my butt meets the tiled floor. Still panting and unable to restore the normal rhythm of breath, I tuck my head between my trembling knees, putting my arms around them. As the Gamma’s daughter and first child, there was a towering stack of expectations leveraged atop my shoulders that shimmered in the faces of the Pack members that night to watch me shift into my wolf. I can’t escape my fate, my parents weren’t strong enough to not let me go and as per the stipulated traditions of our ancestors, I had to move to the Packhouse in service to the Alpha and his family. Restoring my breath thankfully, I raise my head and meet the back of it against the door with my eyes shut. The first bell already rang along my run in here and I hear the s
Himari’s POV. - Jake squats next to my feet, reaching a hand to grab both my ankles with great pressure that has my body wringing from the pain affecting the area. Tears brim in my eyes as I bite my lips, pleading with my gaze as I meet his. He huffs, retracting his hand and standing up. I watch the silent way he rakes his eyes up and down my body and I recoil into myself. “Will you give it to me, when I tell you what it is I want, shrimp?” He smirks, a strange coating over his voice that drives nails of paranoia into my muscles as I cower beneath his penetrating stare. He’s going to start playing his stupid games again. “I want to have you, Himari.” Surprise defuses over me when those shady words vacate his lips and next I know, he picks me up roughly, gripping my hair tightly and pressing me against his chest forcibly. My wide eyes meet his snickering ones, his rancid minty breath evading my face and poisoning the oxygen between us. What is he doing, what does he mean by that
Himari’s POV. - “Mari, you don’t have to bother about breakfast for the lot at the house, just focus on making the Alpha and Luna’s meals and send it to their private dining once you’re done” Elsa returns to the kitchen, tying her bob hair into a short ponytail. “Oh, okay” I give her a nod, a little uneasy that she wants to handle everything else. “Um, wouldn’t that be too much for you alone to handle?” Especially seeing as the people living in the Packhouse is way so many than those living separately. There’s no way I can leave it all to her alone. Elsa stares at me with a knowing smile, walking up to the island counter and folding her arms over it as she takes a seat on a barstool. She begins to say, “You know, we Omegas are so special that we get blessed by the Mood goddess to possess magical powers to assist the Packs we’re born into”. I blink, taken aback as I place the basket over the island and Elsa nods at me in affirmation, proceeding, “You were never told, were you? W
Himari’s POV. - I cry until my throat hurts and no more tears pour out, my body falling back and my head falling against something soft and small. Oriel wiggles out from beneath my head and I smile amidst the tears on my face to see my little friend staring at me with large black curious eyes. A brief shadow passes over us and I feel Talon’s presence. “If anything, for the sake of you guys and all those who care so much about me...I want to be useful as well and find a meaning to this existence” The words slip out my lips as my vision begins to glaze over. Ah, I’m so tired...my head feels heavy and my body is exhausted. I’m giving into the tempting sleep when something comes piercing into my half-covered lids. A light so bright and yet, daring to be so warm and soothing, floods my poor vision and seemingly, my whole body; if that makes any sense at all. I peel my eyes open but all I can see is nothing but the shimmering flood of white light, making me startled and wonder what kin
Himari’s POV. - I can no longer feel my lower body at all in this forced kneeling position I’ve been fixed into, having my head pressured to the cold concrete floor. How can they be so cruel and heartless to a helpless little Omega? Tears burn in the back of my throbbing eyes as my face accidentally falls to the side, cracking a painful gasp out of my busted and hurting lips. I cry in silence, praying my family is okay and they can come to help me from this malicious imprisonment. Being accused of treason inevitably means my death. ‘Oh goddess, is this the sort of fate that awaits me? To be falsely accused of a ploy I’m clueless about and sentenced to such a wicked death?’ In my misery, consciousness leaves me for the umpteenth time and the next I’m rousing, is to the acidic burns of wolfsbane being splashed over my exposed back. “Aaaahhh!” I scream out in paramount agony and excruciating pain, searing vivaciously throughout my being from the thorn flesh of my back. My body er