Chapter 2
Azara.
The hair at the back of my neck stood erect as my heart did three flips. I could swear my chest pounded so hard as though my heart was about to jump out of my ribcage.
My eyes widened in horror as their words resonated in my ears. Although their voices were rich in bass; deep, steady and commanding, and it was enough to make a lady cum in her panties, but it screamed grave danger.
“How did you know my name? How did you know who I am?!”
My fear-stricken voice and the loud thuds of my heartbeat filled the room.
I was beyond terrified.
No one knew my identity except my mother and Alpha Hunter…until now.
Gathering my remaining courage, I looked into their blazing eyes, “Who are you?”
Rather than a befitting response, I was thrown off balance by their deafening growls.
I jerked violently from sleep, forcing my eyes open as I scanned my surroundings.
A wave of relief washed over me as the familiar scent of my room flooded my nostrils.
I was safe from the unknown men that trapped me. But the impact of the dream caused fear to radiate within me.
It didn't take long before my eyes became heavy and sleep overtook me.
One minute, the atmosphere was normal; the next, it became unbearably hot…so hot I could feel harsh flames on my cheeks.
Everything felt surreal.
The strange sight before me was blurry, but I could easily deduce a burst of flames.
The air was heavy with deafening and agonizing screams and the clouds were darkened with thick black smoke.
Fire was everywhere, eating its way through a small village.
What was happening?!
Gasping desperately for breath as I jumped awake, coughing rigorously, my eyes swept through my surroundings, and I found myself in my room once more.
What was it with these bizarre nightmares?!
Fear engulfed me, lodging deep into my heart and stealing my sleep. The dream felt so real, I could still feel the heat of the flames on my skin as I sat on my drenched bed.
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I didn't know when I drifted to sleep, but my mum's loud voice pierced through my ears, stirring me awake.
Alpha Hunter accompanied her, singing the birthday song with a wide smile on his face.
“Happy birthday, Azalea,” they chorused after the song, while I hugged them.
“How does it feel to be 18?” he asked, giggling. “Have you gotten your wolf yet? Did you hear her voice in your head?”
My face fell as I sighed. “Not yet.”
His strong fingers brushed my shoulders in encouragement. “There is still time, don't feel bad.”
“Here is everything you need including your dress. Hurry up, you don't want to keep the pack waiting,” he announced, rising to his feet as he dropped the boxes on the bed.
“You invited the whole pack?!” I asked in disbelief, my eyes almost bulging from their sockets.
How could he do this to me knowing I wasn't a fan of a large crowd?
“Yes, it's my daughter's 18th birthday; I would invite the whole world if I could,” he replied proudly, planting a kiss on my forehead and tucking a gift box in my hand.
“Happy birthday, dear,” he added, and we exchanged a brief smile before he left the room.
He was so sweet. I wish he were my father, instead of Alpha Logan. My life wouldn't be so tough.
“You look a mess, Azalea, were you too excited that you didn't sleep?” My mother's words not only broke the silence but also resurrected the fear buried in my heart.
Scenes of the strange nightmares flashed across my memory. My heart picked up at a rapid pace, and heat engulfed me.
“I wasn't excited. I'm scared. I dreamt of being in a strange place where there was fire and people were screaming…”
“It's probably because you will get your wolf soon and because you were excited,” she blurted, interrupting me.
“But–”
“Relax, the dream means nothing. You heard your father, don't keep the pack waiting,” she reminded me, kissing me on the cheek before disappearing out of my room, leaving me alone.
A part of me desperately wanted to believe her words, but I knew there was more to the dreams.
They felt so real. They terrified me.
But I managed to brush the eerie feeling and focus on reality. It was my birthday, the day I had long waited and I wasn't going to let some stupid weird nightmares ruin it.
I could only get to be 18 once.
When I was done showering, I got clad in a wine off-shoulder sequin dinner gown that revealed a large part of my chest region, stopping a bit below the fullness of my breasts.
The high slit made walking easy. My hair was styled, and my accessories were worn; when I was done, I resembled a supermodel straight out of Vogue magazine. Thanks to the shimmering sequin fabric that glistened softly under the light.
Satisfied, I took a deep breath, shutting my eyes briefly before opening the door.
Walking down the stairs elegantly as I gripped my small purse, my eyes met with a plethora of people: friends, family, and well-wishers, chatting, eating, and having a great time.
All eyes fell on me, and I could feel intense heat rushing to my cheeks, painting them red.
“The Alpha's daughter looks stunning.” A compliment followed by several gasps flew past my ears.
I spent the next hours dancing, receiving gifts, and celebrating that I had forgotten the bizarre dream that threatened me to my core. But when it was time to blow off the flames from the candle, I was almost overtaken by a panic attack as a result of the weird dreams. Fortunately, my Alpha Hunter noticed and saved the day.
Finally, the party was over, I dragged my aching body to my room. It was a blast, but I couldn't help the sadness that lodged in my heart.
No mate, no wolf. The day was over.
My life is over!
Getting clad in my pajamas after soaking my pillow with tears, I curled to sleep. I had training sessions tomorrow morning with Alpha Hunter and lateness wasn't tolerated.
I had barely gone 3 hours into sleep when I was jolted awake by a sharp pain that was impossible to ignore.
A rain of sweat descended on my face as the strange pain traveled throughout my body, causing great discomfort.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I got out of bed, trying to comprehend what was happening to me, but my head was blank.
I was about to dash to my parents’ bedroom when a strange powerful force took control of me, turning the direction of my legs outside, causing me to run like a wild beast.
It was no surprise that I wasn't spotted by anyone. After my party, everyone retired to their beds tired and full.
Catching my breath, I slowly turned my head, scanning my surroundings to know my location. Darkness loomed over me and the consistent chirping of the insect reminded me that I was in the woods.
But I didn't realize I had crossed the pack border, the boundary that separates the Opal wolf from the rest of the world.
Scared to death as my heart flipped hard, adrenaline rushed through me, fueling me with strength as I tried to run to my pack immediately to avoid being seen by Hunters. I narrowly escaped the last time as my mother almost sacrificed herself to save me.
The force dominated me once more, pushing me to the ground as if making me submit and surrender to its power.
Helpless, I lay over the wet grass, weeping profusely. Thunder claps erupted from the sky, accompanied by terrifying streaks of lightning.
The ground I lay on became suddenly hot, and my body started emitting smoke.
Before I could comprehend what was happening to me, the bones in my body broke at once, causing agonizing pain and claws replaced my fingers. Red fur sprouted from my smooth skin with force and sharp canines replaced my nice dentition. My sense of vision, hearing, and smell heightened, and my nose elongated.
I let out a deafening cry, panting hard as my body structure realigned violently until I was on all fours. A tail shot out between my legs, and the urge to run and howl at the full moon hanging in the sky overwhelmed me.
A smile formed in my mind at the realization.
I finally shifted. I have a wolf. If I can find my mate, my life will be complete.
“Azara.”
Fear gripped me, causing me to freeze.
I turned to look at the origin of the sound, but there was no one in view.
“I am right here, Azara.” The voice repeated, louder this time. “I'm in your head. My name is Aria and I am your wolf.”
“First things first, let's get out of here; it's too dangerous,” she warned, letting out soft growls, and she paced about my head. “Your mum would be so pissed.”
I cocked my head, surprised at her words. “How do you know about my mum?”
“Oh, Azara, I've been here with you all your life, in your head, silently watching you grow, protecting you. It's time to let myself known, but let's leave this place, please. You are far from home.”
Immense joy replaced the fear as Aria's gentle, yet firm voice filled my head, calming my nerves. For the first time in hours of shifting, the pain didn't matter anymore, neither was the fear of being away from the rest of the pack, standing away from the border with an Opal wolf that emitted flames.
My wolf was extremely big, rugged, and strong, yet wise. I love her already.
“It's nice to finally meet you, Ari–”
A loud Piercing gasp penetrated my ears, interrupting my speech.
Turning my head in the direction of the voice, I saw the figure of a lean man with a fire torch above his hands, his mouth wide open as he glared at me with shocked eyes.
“The legendary wolf!” He declared.
“Are my eyes deceiving me? Isn't this the Fire Opal wolf?!”
I froze on the spot, unaware of what to do when Aria's desperate screams rang in my head like a bell.
“Azara, run!”
Chapter 3Azara.My existence flashed before my eyes as I caught sight of a shiny metal under the soft glow of the moon.“Azara, run!” Aria cried desperately as soon as she recognized the legendary dagger that was lethal to Opal wolves. The Lunaris fang. The mystical dagger, forged with celestial materials, spelled and activated by a witch, is designed for an Opal wolf hunter. It was rare. There were only 2 in the world; one was passed down to my father and the last was in the possession of Darius, the Rogue King. The indestructible dagger had lived for 500 years. Because of our ability to self-destruct before our powers could be snatched and used to cause great havoc, Opal wolf hunters found another means that made us unable to activate our self-destruction. Once the dagger found its way into our hearts, we would be unconscious, thus providing our hunters the luxury of time to steal our powers. The mark on the strange man's forehead made me realize that he was a member of Darius’
Chapter 4Asael.She froze on the spot like a pathetic statue, skin smeared with ash and sweat, and her weird hair tangled beyond recognition. Trembling in her torn pajamas, her wide flamy green eyes glared at me, causing disgust to erupt in my gut. Her sad eyes flickered through a small opening above the ground that looked like an abandoned basement before landing on us in terror. The little fucker though she could escape. Satisfaction oozed through me at her sense of surrender. Her alluring siren-shaped eyes, smeared with tears, were devoid of the only thing I craved. Fear. It infuriated me that she wasn't terrified of us– the savage monsters standing before her. Rather, her fear was directed to something beyond our comprehension. It made me want to destroy her. “I guess it's too late to hide,” she broke the tension, clearing her dry throat as a sad chuckle rolled off her lips. “I've been captured,” she continued, shaking her head pitifully while sinking her teeth in her lo
Chapter 5Atlas. She almost collapsed at the weight of my words. It was nothing she expected. My narrowed eyes watched her closely, feeding off the intense fear radiating from her.Trembling on a spot, her terrified eyes tore off my blank ones. She was unsure whether to bow to me or flee out of fear. Trapped between my complicated attributes, I could tell she was more terrified of me than she was terrified of Asael. He was a brutal force whose ruthlessness was openly displayed, and I was a quiet storm, my cruelty lurking beneath a blank gaze, calm yet as deadly as a viper's venom. My next move was unpredictable. It was what Asael loved about me. Favours from me were never without a catch. And most importantly, my emotions were dead. I looked over her average frame, chucking darkly as an idea popped into my messed-up head. She was the perfect pawn for what I had in mind. “What do you mean?” her terrified voice asked in a whisper as her body quivered under my intimidating dark au
Chapter 6Azara. Today marks a new beginning in my life. A twist of fate that made me compromise. The fear of dying and the zeal to live made me fake my death. As far as the world was concerned, Azara Storm was dead, but Azalea Hunter lived on.I must survive. I had to. It was the least I could do to honour my parents. It baffled me how my status switched in the blink of an eye from the prestigious Alpha's daughter to the ferocious quadruplets’ slave. A lowly slave. A miserable status reserved for the lowest of the low, even lower than an Omega. Asael didn't fail to remind me how my life belonged to them and they could take it from me without batting an eyelid. Atlas's blank stare confirmed his words. Atlas and Asael terrified me. They were the replica of the devil himself. I was certain that my survival wasn't guaranteed. Aria's wailing filled my head. She was sad her mates treated her with disdain. I thought finding my mate would solve my problems, but it was the beginning of
Chapter 7Azara.“I would perish any idea of escaping if I were you,” Asael’s deep baritone voice pierced the air, sending chills down my spine as it caught me off guard. Frozen in shock, my heart sank to the pit of my stomach as Asael’s anger almost suffocated me. I could feel his terrifying eyes roaming over my body about to devour me. “You must be foolish to think we would stop the car because of some flimsy excuse so that you can run away,” he explained angrily, releasing a low growl. How did he sense my thoughts of escaping? Surely, there was no way he could invade my head. I couldn't help the questions flying around my head as confusion got the best of me. “You never listen, you've angered mate,” Aria screamed, hissing as she locked herself in the darkest part of my head. She was pissed. A part of me was clawed by guilt.A scream tore from my throat, causing me to flinch as I saw Asael’s figure launching towards me. It wasn't until Atlas intervened, tapping his shoulders ge
Chapter 8AzaraI froze, dumbstruck, replaying her words in my head to be sure my ears weren't deceiving me. My shaky hands caressed the inflamed area she hit on my face. How dare she? How dare my mates watch her hit me without doing anything? Even Arien?! Aria's rage grew wild in my head, threatening to come out to rip this bitch apart, but I knew it wouldn't end well for me. Not after their intentions towards me were stated in the car. I shut my eyes, allowing tears to fall uncontrollably as Atlas’ words rang in my head, shattering my broken heart. “You mean nothing to us, Azalea. We will never accept you as our mate. Get that into your empty skull!”I allowed those harsh words to marinate into me as I swallowed the sadness lodged in my throat. My heart crashed at an intense amount of pain. This pain was different. It was torment. The stinging slaps I received from that bitch were nothing compared to the deep sense of torment I felt while watching my mates’ cold reaction wit
Chapter 9Azara.Struck by confusion, I glared at the girl like she had grown two heads as I was unable to comprehend her words. Tonight was going to be a long and dramatic one. First, it was the quadruplets and their supposed mate, Giselle, now it is a strange girl appearing to me out of nowhere, spewing incomprehensible words. What did she mean by she had been waiting for me all her life? How did she know me? For how long? I didn't even know her. Who was she, and what did she want from me?My heartbeat accelerated as I took a step backwards, my back flattened against the wall. How did she know my name? Was she aware of my identity? Goddess! “What do…you mean?” I stuttered, unable to hide the fear that was evident in my shaky voice. She released a small smile, placing her hand on my shoulder in a friendly gesture. “Relax Azalea, I am just like you, a slave, desperate for freedom. Tonight is our night because we will achieve it together. Meet me at the old oak tree behind the S
Chapter 10AzaraI fell slowly to the cold floor, allowing my back to slide off the wall before burying my head between my thighs as agonizing screams descended from my already swollen eyes. This was too much for me.By the Goddess, I don't think I can deal with another heartbreak. If this was her way of punishing me for my mistake, then she was going too far. My fragile heart can't take any more shocking revelations. I couldn't believe that in less than 12 hours, I'd encountered huge losses. My parents, my pack, my home, my mates, even myself. Nobody wants me. Not even Aria. She is fed up with my reckless choices. My presence stirs trouble and disaster. I was a disappointment and a curse. “I don't know what to do anymore, I just want to be with you,” I whispered softly to the urn that contained my parents’ ashes before bursting into tears. I thought I was strong enough to handle the torture, but my strength was failing me. It was only a matter of time before I sank into the
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
Chapter 49Alaric.“What are you waiting for? Do something!” I yelled at Madam Lilian, watching her jump in fear before collapsing to my knees. “By the Goddess, There is nothing my herbs will do to revive her. She is gone, Alpha.”“Don't you fucking say that!” I roared, grabbing onto the collar of her clothes as anger blinded my eyes. It wasn't until her terrified screams pierced my ears that I realized I was hurting her. Fuck! I was losing it! Azalea is not gone. I tried to convince myself, repeating those words, but her chalk-white skin and her dark lips proved otherwise. I felt myself shattering from within. The urge to release my wolf consumed me. The urge to kill everyone to avenge Azalea consumed me. “Did you fucking call a Doctor?” “Yes. I tried dropping some herbs into her mouth to keep her alive before the Doctor's arrival, but it was abortive. The poison was too strong for her. She died in pain, choking on her own blood.” I felt a fresh wave of pain hit me, almost ma
Chapter 48Alaric. The conference dragged into the late afternoon, leaving us exhausted and drained. Since it was the last day of the 7-day summit, we decided to remain in one of our hotels before leaving for the Pack the next day.The next day felt like an eternity to me. I had pushed the idea for us to return to the Pack immediately after the summit, but I backed out later. Asael was starting to suspect my suggestion was because I wanted to see Azalea. Azalea. I missed that sweet soul. I couldn't wait to dive into her embrace, burying my head on her neck to inhale her intoxicating scent. It drove me insane, stirring my wolf wide awake. It began to bother me how she encroached on my thoughts and invaded my mind. Not every minute goes by without me thinking about her–of things I wanted to do to her–Pinning her against the wall while covering her plump lips with mine. Making her convulse hard beneath me. Branding my name in her memory so she won't forget to scream it loud wh
Chapter 47Azara. Harsh rays from the scorching sun bit into every inch of my exposed skin. I heaved a sigh as beads of sweat trickled down my forehead. I bent slightly, squeezing the damp fabric before spreading it on the hanger, repeating the process for all the washed clothes. My back ached as I worked in silence, enduring the intense heat that generated a pool of sweat, soaking my dress and matting my hair. I paused briefly, taking a deep breath as I swallowed. My lips were dry and my throat burned in thirst. Heaving a sad sigh, my eyes traveled in the direction of the quarters. I groaned inwardly, calculating the long distance in my head. If only I could have a glass of cold water to quench my thirst. At the same time, I didn't want to leave my chores halfway. My eyes lit up in joy as a slave crossed my path holding onto a small flask. Walking to meet her, I tapped her shoulders slightly, forcing a nervous smile in greeting. “Hi, is that water?” I asked, licking my dry l
Chapter 46Azara. I lifted my eyes, adjusting my vision to see the figure that walked into my cell. I sighed in relief as Tatiana's image made its way to my bed, her breath coming out as short pants. “Have you been running?” I asked, adjusting slightly on the bed, placing my palm on my jaws to have a better view of her. Despite the darkness enveloping the room, my vision was sharper, allowing me to see her worried face, flushed cheeks, and tousled hair. “Yes, I had to get here quick before the quarterMasters saw me,” she replied through her teeth, lowering her voice as she sat beside me. “You took so long in your cell. What happened?” She paused, staring at me with blank eyes before forcing a breathless chuckle. “I…never mind. It's sorted.”My brows furrowed in concern as I placed my hand gently on her shoulder, pulling close to her. My fingers reached her chin as I tilted my head, sinking my eyes in her brown ones. “Are you okay? You've been acting strange since morning, keep