Darius is so evil. I feel bad for Sabrina. She lost everything because of him, yet he is still hurting her. But I'm more scared for Azara.
Chapter 42Author's povGiselle seethed in anger and frustration as she paced about her room, her hands firmly on her hips as she was deep in thought. The bitter taste of humiliation from Alpha Alaric burnt down her throat. She couldn't believe he hurled those demeaning words at her like she was a nobody in the presence of several slaves.Of all slaves…Azalea.The other slaves feared her, but after Alaric barked commands at her and scolded her openly, she was certain that Azalea gloated over it. To make matters worse, she had the unwavering support of Atlas and Alaric. Giselle slowed down her pace as tension brewed in her eyes. The door opened to reveal Lucille, her expression mirroring that of Giselle's. “She's winning, she has Alaric and Atlas on her side. How long before she charms Arien and Asael?” Giselle lamented, her voice dripping with deadly venom. Lucille shook her head vehemently, a blend of sadness and rage spreading over her. “She is a witch. She put a spell on the
Chapter 43Author's povThe atmosphere shifted and the air grew eerily cold the moment Tatiana walked into Giselle's large room. The loud silence made her quiver in fear. She clasped her hands nervously, rubbing her sweaty palms together as her heart picked at the usual rate. Her insides shook in fear as Giselle and Lucille’s deadly eyes were fixated on her. The dark smirk on their faces quickened her pulse. She didn't need a soothsayer to tell her they were planning something sinister. Something evil. Something like destruction. The stench of death loomed over the room, sending shocking chills down her spine. Her instinct snapped at her, yelling at her to run without looking back, but she knew it was impossible. Giselle would have her head on a plate for disobedience. She could swear that whatever destructive plans Giselle and Lucille were cooking involved her. The confirmation lurked in their eyes. By the Moon Goddess, she didn't want to be a part. She was willing to trade eve
Chapter 44Author's povStruck by panic, Tatiana screamed, freezing on the spot as a shrill of fear coursed down her spine. Her gasps came out in short pants as her breath hung in her throat. She felt her world slowly crumble as the feeling of losing Azalea the second time hit her hard like a tidal wave. The thought that she was present during the planning of her execution would forever haunt her. She couldn't handle it. “If I'm not mistaken before you play superhero and try to warn her, Azalea would have drunk from the cup. In less than a few seconds, the poison would take effect in her system, causing a major shut down and right before your eyes, you will watch her die.Her chest clenched tightly as Giselle's horrible words flowed into her head, filling her with intense pain. The feeling of betrayal would haunt her forever. Bursting into tears, she ran to meet Azalea whose face was twisted in confusion. Her head tilted back as she glared at Tatiana like she had seen a ghost.
Chapter 45AzaraPanic surged through Tatiana like lava at the thought that she might be kidnapped. Muffled screams tore through her lips as she wiggled violently, struggling to be free from her abductors grasp. But the more she wiggled, the tighter the grip. Tears spilled from her eyes as the thought of Azalea popped up in her head. Her dear friend. She might have lied to Azalea about changing her pajamas, but in truth, she was terrified the reaction of the wolfsbane would be severe by midnight and she wanted to steal some of her mother's herbs- an extremely rare plant that could reverse the effect of wolfsbane if used immediately. The hand wrapped around her eyes dropped, giving her time to adjust her focus in the dark. A familiar feminine voice hushed, silencing her before she let out a scream. When she was calm, the pair of hands around her loosened. Her face fell as Giselle and Lucille’s figure towered over her. She clenched her jaw, suppressing the anger that rose beneat
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
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 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 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 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