“Is it really that necessary to fight and kill?” I asked, my lips curving downwards.
“Did you think you had fallen in love with a saint? If you are with me, you will have to see me massacring people by hundreds. I am not going to change just because a wolf pup fell in love with me.”
“It doesn’t bother me; the killing part. Being an Alpha’s son, violence has been an indispensable part of my life….” I looked into her eyes, “It is just that….” I stopped walking, forcing her to halt too. “I know that you are very powerful yet this foolish heart can’t stop worrying about you. I am afraid of seeing you suffer.”
“Oh, Justin….” Her voice got choked and conflicting emotions flitted across her features. She grabbed the nape of my neck and
“I can’t believe you failed,” my father’s disdainful voice dripped in my ears like acid. “Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to get this opportunity?” He gave me a light push, “You are really good for nothing, aren’t you?”“I did try my best, father,” I replied in a meek voice, hanging my head.“You? Tried your best? Is this a joke?” His voice grew louder with every word he spoke, “Melinda gave me a detailed report about everything that happened. If it weren’t for her, you would have long been dead.”My mind veered to the time Melinda had given me the poisoned raisins. She did help me initially but she was more dedicated to her mission than saving me. She would have killed me if she were alive. Hera had indirectly saved my life by kil
My heart pounded against my ribs and my breaths became increasingly labored as I walked along the path; concealed by the shadows. There was an order forbidding me from entering the Lycan Palace. If I was caught, I would surely be punished.My steps faltered, seeing the guards stroll the doorway, with steady, alert steps. My gaze wandered over the palace slowly. There were at least a hundred of them, visible at different locations. God knows how many were hidden. Why was it guarded so heavily tonight?My eyebrows furrowed. It was impossible to get inside without getting caught. But, I had to try. I threw a few stones in two different directions to draw the attention of the guards. The moment they moved away from the doorway, I made a bolt for the door.Unfortunately, there was a third guard, concealed behind the door. He nabbed me faster than a lightning bolt. Pressing my face down against the wall, he twisted my arm on my back, “Who are you? Why were you t
“I know what you are thinking. But, it was your father who begged me to let you go. I never forced you.”I lowered my gaze, “I had my own reasons for volunteering. I will never hold it against you.”He raised his eyebrow, “I wonder what that reason was?”“M..my mother was killed by the wereheretic. So, I wanted to avenge her death.”Something flashed in his eyes, “Ayame was killed by the wereheretic? How do I not know anything about this?”“Did you know my mother?”“Not really. I just heard about her from your father.”This was a surprising piece of news for me. I never knew that my father was close to The Lycan King. It was rare to get an opportunity to even talk to the king. The way he spoke about my mother ga
I groaned and shifted from one side to another. My head throbbed as though I were being hit with a mini hammer. With a grunt, I covered my head with a pillow. This caused a sharp pang of pain to sear through my head. I whimpered and gripped the pillow harder.“Justin? Are you alright?” Daciana’s voice acted as a trigger, causing all the memories to flood my head. I had ventured into the forbidden section and then…I sat up with a gasp, my eyes wide open. I had expected to see myself in a prison cell. I wasn’t. I was in a room that looked like an infirmary. Seeing Daciana, I tried to smile but ended up wincing.“What happened after I left, Justin? Did you get attacked or something? A guard found you unconscious this morning.”My eyes drifted from Daciana to the healer as my mind reeled
Upon returning to the packhouse, I was pleasantly surprised to find Corel in my bedroom. She all but threw herself at me, grabbing my hair and kissing me passionately, “Do you have any idea how cruel you are?” She said, laying her head against my chest. “It’s been almost a month since you met me.” Her eyes brimmed with tears, “If I hadn’t come here today, you would have not even bothered to meet me, would you?” “Today?” She pulled away and looked at me with teary eyes, “So, you don’t even remember?” A sigh escaped her lips and she wiped off her tears. “Never mind then; Go back to hunting your wereheretic.” My gaze fell on the calendar. Damn! It was the twelfth of April. I ran up to her and pulled her inside. I made her sit on the bed and knelt in front of her, “I am sorry, Corel. I didn’t mean to forget your birthday. It is just that….” “Your head is so filled with that bitch that there is no place for anyone else; not even your mate!” Her voice shook
I went straight to the Lycan Palace and requested to meet the Lycan King. Over the months, we developed a sort of understanding and I could converse with him informally. The guards let me inside after a brief wait.“You seem pretty agitated. Did something happen?” The King asked, walking into the deserted study. We usually met here to keep our plans secret. It was magically protected and servants weren’t allowed to enter either.“I have found her weakness. This bloodflower is the only thing in the world that can kill her,” I said as I held out the blood flower, a tinge of pride seeping into my tone.The Lycan king didn’t seem particularly thrilled. His eyebrows drew in a deep frown as he twirled the flower between his thumb and forefinger, “How can you be so sure that this flower can
“Now that it has come to this, I will just give up.” Two days had passed since Hera was captured but her final words kept playing in my head like a loop.Hera was going to be executed publicly five days later. I had finally avenged my mother’s death. Justice was finally going to be served but something didn’t feel right. I was drowning in this weird sensation that something was amiss.My eyes landed on the new robes sent by the Lycan King. I should have left for the celebratory feast an hour ago. I just couldn’t.Drawing in a deep breath, I made my way to the infirmary to check on my father. My steps faltered near the door hearing the hushed voices.“Has Justin left?”“I think so.” Corel’s familiar voice sounded.A smile spread on my lips and I p
My quest led me to a village several miles beyond the snowy mountains. There was a large but downtrodden cottage nestled amidst the tiny houses. The wooden frames barely seemed to be holding themselves together.A gust of wind escaped through my lips as I struck the door ring against the wooden framework. There was a creak and a curious face peeked through the half-opened door. “Who are you? Are you here to meet me?” A sweet voice fell in my ears as the teenage girl’s gaze assessed me from top to bottom.“Umm… I am looking for someone.”“Oh, come in,” she said, opening the door wider. Her casual response made me wonder if it was common for people to show up at the door and say they were looking for someone. She ushered me to an old-fashioned hall.The fire blazed under the mantl