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Chapter 23Asael.“No!” I breathed softly, shaking my head, unwilling to accept the shocking news. It was false. It had to be. As much as I tried to maintain my cold demeanor, acting like an unbothered son of a bitch, I couldn't help but feel a hollow lodged in my heart. I couldn't explain the hurt that spread within me, making my heart ache. My soft breaths didn't help to stop my heart from pounding. I tried to tighten my jaws, struggling not to let my emotions reflect on my face, but I was losing it. Why was I feeling this way? I barely knew her. She doesn't mean anything to me. I treated her like trash to remind them how worthless she was to me, yet I was losing my sanity the moment her death was mentioned. This strange feeling was hard to explain. “She can't be dead,” Alaric refused, shaking his head as we headed to the slave quarters. “You,” we summoned a slave. “Alpha,” she gasped, pinning her eyes on the floor as her head was slightly bowed. “Where is Azalea?” Alar
Chapter 24AzaraMy eyes bulged, almost jumping off their sockets, as disbelief hit me like a ton of bricks. I wasn't shocked that I was dead. I knew the moment my heart stopped beating. I was shocked that I'd been dead for one month! The news hit me like a lightning bolt, leaving me disoriented.My mouth flew open as I tried to express my feelings, but words failed me. Her words were the only thing ringing in my head continuously. How was that possible? My head began to spin as several questions arose in me, leaving me with an ache spreading over to my forehead region. I cocked my head in the direction of the strange girl whose smile grew wider, furrowing my brows in confusion.“Don't say that Tatiana, you will only scare the poor girl.” My eyes trailed the origin of the second voice until they landed on an unfamiliar woman, who looked like an older version of the girl grinning beside me from ear to ear. Judging from their appearance, I could tell that the older woman was Tat
Chapter 25Azara“What?!”Disbelief hit me like a tidal wave, crashing hard over me as it left me breathless. I couldn't believe my ears. Alpha Asael was my saviour? The same person who hated me and treated me like trash, always reminding me of my place and always taking sides with his perfect Luna, Giselle. “Are you sure it wasn't Alpha Arien?” I asked again, trying to erase my doubt. If there was anyone amongst the quadruplets that cared about me, then it would be Arien. But our last encounter at the court scared me. His judgment still rings in my head like a bell, reminding me of how terrifyingly he was. “I know the Alphas and I can differentiate Alpha Arien from Alpha Asael. After rescuing you, he wouldn't leave until my mum assured him that you were in safe hands. In fact, he comes to visit every night.” She added, making me gasp loud in disbelief. “I think he has a crush on you. I see the way he stares at you whenever I peek through the window.” Were my ears deceiving me
Chapter 26AzaraTwo weeks flew by since my recovery. I was back to this Pack. Back to servitude, back to being collared, and back to being a slave, Giselle's object of frequent harassment and ridicule. Back to being Giselle's number one target and enemy. A familiar eerie sensation rushed down my spine whenever I remembered her deadly gaze on the day she was released. Avoiding her was a herculean task as I was stationed in her quarters, working closely with the other slaves. Whenever she was around, Tatiana, who was also one of the servants working in Giselle's quarters, would switch places with me, making sure I was as far away from her as possible. Everything went smoothly without Giselle noticing, but I knew one day my cover would blow and I would face the consequences of my actions. Several times, I begged Tatiana to allow me to perform my duties to Giselle without her interference, but she refused vehemently. She didn't fear punishment, even if it meant going down with me.
Chapter 27AzaraThe more I delved further into the Alphas’ quarters, the higher my anxiety rose, almost overwhelming me with each step I took. My breath hitched, uneven as if the air grew heavier the closer I got. The eerie silence blanketed my skin with thick goosebumps as my heart hammered hard against my ribs. I halted for a few seconds, gathering the remaining confidence in me as I took a deep breath, swallowing hard. My moist palms rubbed against each other in anticipation and my tongue found its way to my chapped lips, licking them. With shaky hands, I carefully lifted the knobs to the double doors, parting them open. My heartbeat filled my ears as it grew louder each second and my knees turned jelly. Summoning courage, I dragged my wobbly legs into the hallway, smiling nervously at the guard before disappearing into a small room to get cleaning supplies. I was about to open one of the Alphas’ bedrooms when a pair of hands tapped my shoulder slightly. “The meeting room,”
Chapter 28AzaraThe atmosphere was electric with tension as Atlas made his way towards me. His face was as hardened as a rock. I struggled to break through those impenetrable golden brown eyes that refused to betray any feeling. As usual, I failed. His face was a mask and his expression was flat. A knox of anxiety twisted in my stomach and my heart hammered against my ribs as if it was about to jump out. My breath came out ragged as guilt started to claw through my chest. I might not be able to decipher Atlas’ expression but I knew he was mad at me for putting my hands on his brother and ordering him. Orders deflate his ego. My heart flipped as I lowered my eyes in sadness. Why did I say those words? What came over me?Why did I let anger push me into daring my mates to reject me? What if they reject me?My breath hitched as I gasped in shock, the consequences of my actions pouring on me like rain. But then, I felt something snapped within me. It was enough!Enough of making
Chapter 29Azara“Please be here, please be here,” I muttered repeatedly, digging through dirt, leaves, branches, and small bushes, searching frantically for the ring. It's been days, yet my ring hasn't been found. I swear by the Moon Goddess, I covered even beyond the area Giselle tossed the ring to, but all to no avail. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. No day goes by without punishing myself for losing the treasure. I should have held onto it tighter. I shouldn't have stayed outside that night. I should have fought Giselle and Lucille with all my might, even if it meant revealing my identity in the process. As long as I didn't lose what I cherished in the world. Now everything is gone. Self-blame and tears of regret have become my companions. I didn't know how to live without them anymore. I was lost and utterly alone. I couldn't even assure myself that things would be alright anymore. I had lost the one thing that gave me peace amid raging storms. Not only was I careless
Chapter 30Author's povAn enraged Giselle barged into her room, satisfaction coursing through her veins as she saw her personal slave on her knees, teeth gnashing in regret and face stained with tears that continuously streamed down her eyes like a fountain that never runs dry. Her terrifying aura sent her gluing herself to the wall as Giselle stormed to meet her, striking her severally with a letter belt, unconcerned where the belt hit. “You've been avoiding me like a plague,” she yelled, flogging her all over her body with anger. “I waited for you for weeks, yet no report.”With each word came heavy strikes, heavier than the former. The slave winced in pain, clasping her hands firmly on her mouth as she dared not make a sound or Giselle's fury would be unleashed. According to the records, no one has ever survived Giselle's full-blown fury. “You don't want to talk, right, I will make you talk!” “Please, Luna, have mercy,” she pleaded, shutting her eyes, unable to bear any more
Chapter 58Author's pov.Wearing a pensive countenance, Giselle was rooted in the middle of her disheveled space, lost in thought. Luck shone on her as Alaric left, his mind tangled in the pretense act she had displayed earlier. He had believed all she said without an atom of doubt. But she couldn't be so sure. She couldn't count her victory yet.He will be back very soon. She knew it. She was prepared to give him a brainwashing performance as always. “What if she is an Opal wolf?” Lucille broke the thick silence that loomed over them, her hand dangled loosely by her side as her brain was a mess of thoughts. She couldn't help it. All fingers pointed at the possibility. No wolf has cheated death like Azalea cheated death in just a few months of her arrival. Not even a Lycan. As much as she was in doubt about Azalea's true identity, she couldn't help but settle for the next assumption creeping into her mind. A scoff rolled off Giselle's lips as her head tilted backwards. “Are y
Chapter 57Azara.It started with a push– no, a violent jolt of electric currents that yanked me out of my dream world, propelling me back into…another space. It was merciless, raw, ruthless. It felt like a more powerful invisible hand grabbed mine, pulling me with full force into the unknown. I can still feel the shocking sensation tingling all over my body. An annoying continuous beeping sound welcomed me back into consciousness, causing me to stir in my sleep. Peering my eyes open, I shrieked as a blinding light above me penetrated deep into my pupils, causing my head to ache. I shut my eyes once more, adjusting them to the brightness as I tilted my head to the side, trying to catch up with my new environment. What world was I? My heart dropped in fear as my last encounter with the strange crystal ball replayed in my head. I could remember the event in flashes. The running, the struggle to hide…but she caught me. Who was she? What was she chanting and why does she want me
Chapter 56Author's pov. The atmosphere twisted into a darker one, jolting them in fear as his condescending aura blasted them. Giselle could feel the eerie presence of death lurking in the shadows, waiting patiently for a trigger before springing into action. One wrong move was enough to snap Alaric, switching to his ugly side. But if she played her cards well, she could live to see another day. “Leave us,” She spoke to Lucille, her voice was sharp, loe, yet firm enough to instill fear into her soul.Her deep-set hazel eyes glared at Alaric she didn't blink. From the corner of her eyes, she could see Lucille scurry off the room as fear descended into her fragile body.It was the two of them now. A monster facing a greater monster. The loud thumping of her heart shattered the deafening silence. Slipping her trembling fingers behind her back to avoid her emotions giving her away, she masked the fear that threatened to overshadow her, shoving a small smile at him. Her tensed body
Chapter 55Author's povChaos descended in the luxuriously furnished room as the sound of shattering wood pierced the evening. “Where the hell is this thing?!” Giselle screamed in her head; the blend of anger, frustration, anxiety, and fear oozed out of her, filling every inch of the room. Standing amid the chaos with furious eyes scanning every inch of the room, her jet black hair was disheveled, dangling loosely over her shoulders and her chest rose and fell rapidly as anxiety got the best of her.Her canines grinned against each other, screaming frustration as her claws slipped out, piercing her skin until droplets of blood created a pool on the floor. Beads of sweat trickled down her eyes, stinging them as tears threatened to pour. How could she be so careless?! Such deadly tonic couldn't be seen with someone else….ever! Unleashing the rage eating deep within her, she resumed hurling objects, sending them crashing against the wall. Shards of glass, broken objects, dismantle
Chapter 54 Author's pov. “Alaric,” her velvety soft voice caused shivers to rush through Alaric's spine as he felt his heart melting. “I am here, baby, Alaric is here,” he responded tenderly, his deep voice resonating with assurance. His eyes twinkled with emotions as he forced them to stay open. He was afraid that if he blinked, Azalea would vanish before him like a smoke. A burst of joy flooded his veins as his wolf howled in excitement. Azalea was awake! He couldn't believe his eyes. He was afraid he would never see her again. For the first time in a week, a genuine smile stretched widely on his face. Pulling her close to him, he cuddled her fragile body, lowering his head before planting a soft kiss on her forehand. Muffling a pur, his nose rested on her neck, shutting his eyes as he took in her sweet scent. His head burst in pleasure as he took a deep breath. He could feel the heat rising on his cheeks, staining them red as his stormy grey eyes met her green o
Chapter 53Author's pov. The air in the cell thickened in anticipation as Alpha Asael and Alaric's deadly gaze were fixated on her trembling lips, awaiting her next words. The pounding of her heart against her chest echoed in her ears. Her breathing turned erratic as she intertwined her fingers, fidgeting as nervousness descended on her like a cloak. The consequences of her actions pressed heavily against her chest once more, ringing in her head like a cathedral bell, inviting the claws of fear to tear through her heart, forcing her next words back into her throat before they could escape. Driven by determination, she released the tensed breath she had been holding when she walked in, blinked past her fears,, and swallowed hard. “Alphas,” she called out slowly, bowing briefly before meeting their impatient gaze. “I know the culprit, but I don't have evidence…but all I need is for you to believe. I swear, I know Azalea's killer.”Crippling silence fell into the room as Asael glared
Chapter 52Author's pov. Madam Lilian had barely left the room when the door flung open again–This time more violently that the hinges almost came off as it slammed hard across the wall. Tension hung in the air the moment Giselle's scent wafted into her nostrils. A surge of terror crashed over her like a tidal wave as goosebumps spread throughout her skin. Her breath came off jagged, her chest tightened in anxiety as Giselle's aura almost suffocated her. She froze on a spot, her eyes glued to the floor as Giselle made her way slowly in her direction. “As if I knew you would be in this shambles.” Giselle's unimpressed voice broke the uncomfortable silence. From the corner of her eyes, Tatiana could see Giselle survey the room with displeasure plastered on her face. “What do you want…from me?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, stammering as Giselle's aura had her in a choke-hold. Halting in her tracks, her sharp fingers clenched around Tatiana's chin, digging through
Chapter 51Author's pov.“Giselle poisoned Azalea!” Tatiana's breath hung in her throat as the pressure from tension almost sent her heart crashing. Her weak heart hammered repeatedly against her chest as fear engulfed her like a cloak, sending beads of sweat running down her forehead.She felt her spirit leave her body the moment Asael’s icy blue eyes penetrated the walls of her mind, sending a torrent of panic down her spine. Those words never dared to leave her mouth. She tried to force them out, but her lips were sealed shut. Her sad brown eyes could only watch Asael’s harsh ones as she hoped he wouldn't punish her for wasting his time. Giselle poisoned Azalea. Those words echoed throughout her head, causing fear to erupt in her gut. She wanted to scream it– to reveal the truth that ate deep into her like a cankerworm, stealing her peace of mind. The weight of the guilt pressed heavily on her fragile shoulders, especially after visiting Azalea's body in the cell. “What?
Chapter 50Asael.“Alpha, should I begin the funeral arrangements for Miss Azalea Hunter?” The Gamma asked in a low and measured tone, his heart thumping as anxiety got the best of him. “It's been seven days, still, she hasn't shown any sign of life.” His quivering voice came off as a whisper, each word chosen carefully, not daring to provoke me to anger. My breath hitched as molten anger charged at my veins, boiling the blood running through it. Rage erupted inside me like a volcano. My jaws locked, and my fingers tightened around the short tumbler. How dare he?!In a swift violent motion, I hurled the short tumbler at him, watching it jam into his head before he could dodge it.I never miss. Satisfaction flowed in my veins like lava as blood gushed out of the spot that was hit, soiling his shirt.The marvelous sight pleased my eyes. My blood roared like wildfire as the urge to charge at him like a savage beast slammed hard into me. How dare he deliver the heart-wrenching new