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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 31AzaraHis scent wrapped around me like a secret. The alluring blend of midnight Jasmine, Musk, and a dash of Lavender trapped me in its sweet darkness. I didn't move. Not one inch as I allowed the pull of matebond and his intoxicating scent consumed me until I was lost. Except this time, I never wanted to be found. Time stood still as we remained glued to each other, basking in euphoria as our eyes were shut in silence. His presence calmed me, filling me with a strange inner peace, like the quiet that remained after a raging storm. Nothing else mattered. Not the collar that settled on my neck like a heavy burden, not my shabby clothes, not the fact that I was a slave, and definitely not that my life was going upside down. I waited patiently, releasing a slow tensed breath as I could sense the arrival of his soft lips. The loud gritting of his teeth filled my ears as he pulled back, shutting his eyes and taking a deep breath to regain control of himself. I missed the
Chapter 32 Azara My entire body went still like a bucket of ice was thrown over it. My heartbeat picked up at a great speed, causing my breath to come out in short pants. She was joking, right? She had to be. What does she mean by her wedding being in five freaking days? Little wonder the quadruplets refused me as their mates. My chest tightened as my gaze swept through her wicked smirks. No doubt, she revealed the news to humiliate me, to watch me break, to cause me to react, to reduce me into a mess, and to bask in my sadness. Her evil intentions were bold, she wanted to see me cry, to watch me beg and crawl, but I had other plans for her. I would never give in to her desire. Not today. “Marvelous news!” The Gamma praised, dropping the cutleries noisily on his plate as he clapped cheerfully, a wide smile brightening his scarred face. His eyes darted in the direction of the quadruplets, eyeing them with envy. “Congratulations, Alphas. The Pack would be thrille
Chapter 33Author's pov“Argh!” Giselle's thunderous growls echoed throughout the empty hallway. A thick cloud of anger surged through her, taking over her senses. Her eyes were glowing red and her canines were tearing through her gums. All she wanted was her long sharp claws slicing deep into Azalea's heart. Fuck the quadruplets! She missed the perfect opportunity to end her life. “That stupid bitch, I will kill her with my bare hands!” She threatened, a sinister expression clouding her as her fist curled into a ball. How dare she?! How dare the lowly slave humiliate her in the presence of her future mates and their right-hand men. How dare she ruin her precious dress? “Fuck!” She screamed in her mind, fidgeting as the urge to destroy anything that crossed her path consumed her. “Lucky bitch!” she muttered under her breath. She wouldn't stop until Azalea had stopped breathing. Sensing the quadruplet reaction, her growls turned into soft sobs as she inched close to Atlas, r
Chapter 34AlaricI saw it. The humiliation that clung to her like a second skin as she served the table round. The internal wrestle she fought to avoid eye contact with my brothers, her mates, and especially me. The pain that pricked her heart each time she remembered Giselle was taking her rightful position. The thick skin to avoid letting Giselle's nasty remarks and ridiculous errands get to her. The exploding shock that tore through her in waves when the news about the wedding was dropped. Her tightened grip on the tray as she struggled to hold it together, yet she couldn't stop herself from slipping. The hope she clung to when she searched my eyes, waiting for me to debunk the news. The pain that shook her, shattering her heart at the realization of my silence. The fear that struck her after spilling the wine on Giselle's favorite dinner gown. The silent pleas her eyes communicated. The agony she felt after every blow that descended on her body. The echoes of her screa
Chapter 35AzaraI crashed heavily on my bed, flooding the ground with my pool of tears. My sobs penetrated into the air, shattering the deafening silence that engulfed me. I curled into a ball, wrapping myself tightly with my hands covering my face. I remained in that position for hours, not even flinching. My body ached terribly and my muscles protested, but I didn't make a move. I wanted to punish myself for letting myself fall effortlessly for Alaric. How could I be blinded by his tactics? He didn't even make much move. All he did was flash my ring and throw some shitty necklace around my neck, and I fell flat for him. But that was in the past. Alaric was not different from the rest of his brothers. One minute, they confuse you with affection; the next, they shove betrayal in your face. I am smarter now. Although it hurts to know that no matter what, they will always choose Giselle over me. She was their perfect Luna while I was their slave. Their betrayal stung like p
Chapter 36AzaraSilence stretched between us. Thick unsaid emotions hung in the air as our eyes were pinned on each other. I could hear the loud thumping of his chest and the struggle written on his face. I clung to hope, praying he wouldn't disappoint me once more as my eyes shone in tears. Slowly, his fingers brushed against my skin. I watched in confusion as his hands made their way to my face, before gliding down my neck. His fingers trembled softly and a small sigh rolled off his slightly parted lips. Determination flashed in his grey eyes as he took a deep breath, steadying his shaky hands. Click!A small sound filled the air; before I could process what was happening, the heavy collar that sat on my neck, biting into my skin and decorating it with bruises, fell off, dropping to the floor in a thud. My eyes swiftly followed the collar to be sure I wasn't dreaming. I gasped in shock as my eyes widened. It shouldn't have meant anything, but it did. The small gesture mean
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