Alpha Darius strolled from one end of his chambers to the other. He had gotten the witch’s granddaughter, he intended to use her as a pawn to get Yemanja to withdraw her curse. But it had been two days and it hadn’t been reversed. Word had reached him that his uncle, Gedoni, and his men were advancing towards Lakewood.
Earlier that morning, a spy had come running to him. Prince Darius had placed spies in the four corners of the kingdom. They were to watch the areas and to report to him immediately if anything was wrong or out of place. The spy at the south end had rushed to him, out of breath. Gedoni had been sighted approaching the kingdom. It was going to take Gedoni a couple of days to reach him but still, Darius was uneasy. He didn’t like the odds.
So that morning, after the spy had informed him about Gedoni’s sighting, Darius had sent some men to bring Yemanja to him.
The men had brought in the old with and they threw her on the floo
Emelda watched the guard leave. She waited for a few extra minutes before taking off the invincible armor which she had worn. She poured herself some soup from her pot and went on to have her meal.Yes, Emelda had used her powers to carry out a makeover in her cell, a makeover that no one could see, including the chief priest. Because of how powerful she was, she had been able to create an alternate existence right inside her cell. Emelda had a giant bed, a heater, a bathroom with scented soaps, and everything else she would need. She even sprayed some scented oils around the edges of the damp cell wall.She was as comfortable as she could be.A bird came in every morning, fetching her fresh fruits and vegetables. She could live on that for as long as possible, so she wasn’t in any hurry.What she wanted to do, was to perform a three-circle ritual, an act that could bring down the palace within minutes. But her mother’s words kept ringing in her
By morning, two guards had come for Emelda. They led her to a large hall. She could tell that all the banquets were held there. Emelda had sensed that the reason why they had taken her up had to do with the fact that they had figured out that she was a wolf.As she climbed the stairs, she wasn’t scared. There was a sense of calm that went with her. She could feel her ancestors with her, she could feel her mother too.“Bring her forward,” she heard the chief priest say as the men dragged her in.Her eyes ran across the hall and she realized that something was different. Twelve men were standing behind the chief priest, all decked in red, holding black candles.As she drew closer, Emelda started to lose a grip on her powers. she tried to fight it, there was no way she was letting this chief priest take her powers again. How did he even know that she had them?Emelda fought back in her head and when she couldn’t sustain it, she
Emelda sat on the bare ground in her cell, her legs turned up and her head placed on top of them. Hot tears ran down her cheeks as she cried. The tears were painful and each tear tore at her like turbulence. A thousand questions plagued her head.Why did her mother give her so many powers if she couldn’t use them to save herself from these men? What was she supposed to do with the powers then?And the audacity? Oh, the audacity tore at her heart. How dare he, Darius challenge her? She thought about the look on his face as he mated with her, she had wanted to smack his face immediately. What arrant nonsense. She couldn’t be his bride even in a thousand years, that was the worst possible thing that Emelda could think of. She hated the young alpha, loathed him. To her, he wasn’t even an Alpha, at least not technically since the pack answered to his father, Cyrus. He was a mini alpha. But he carried such pride and arrogance as if he did the earth a favor
“Hello ma’am,” A maid curtsied, she stood in front of Emelda’s cell. Emelda took a quick sweep of the girl, she was about sixteen years old. her clothes were ragged but clean. Her head was wrapped in a large scarf and from the bulge of the scarf, Emelda could tell that the maid’s head held a mass of hair. “Hello.” Emelda walked towards the gate, she placed her hands on the bars of the cell gate that locked her in. “I have come to fetch you, miss. The prince has ordered you to get a shower and prepare for the evening, I am to help you with that.” The maid curtsied again without raising her head. PREPARE FOR THE EVENING? What exactly did that mean? Was she going to be wedded today? Was Darius expecting guests? What exactly were they preparing her for? Emelda stepped back from the gate. “what’s the occasion?” she asked the maid. She didn’t know the girl’s name so Emelda left that part out. “I have no idea miss. I do not ask any questions, I simpl
Dressed in a simple nightgown, Vera opened a secret door and Emelda went through it. Emelda already guessed what was about to happen, she hadn’t been taken out of her cell because of a wedding. Darius had requested to see her in his bedroom. She realized that after Vera had worn her the simple nightdress. It was a see-through lace dress that was above her knees. It was paired with matching lace panties. Emelda knew.She didn’t want to have sex with Darius and she wasn’t going to allow him to force himself on her as his father had done to her mother. But there was a peace that stayed with her as she wore the nightdress. She wasn’t agitated or scared or angry even. She was at peace.She heard her mother’s voice again, “do not interrupt the universe. Let it take its course. Do not upset nature, a time will come when you will have to use all the powers your ancestors have given you but tonight is not the night
Darius’s wolf had gone into the woods for a run, he had been under so much pressure and he needed it. He had already sent a maid to prepare Emelda for the night but for some reason, his heart had been thumping so hard and so, he decided to take a run, to calm his nerves. But as he ran down his familiar part, something strange happened to him, he got caught up in a gust of wind. It came from nowhere, throwing his wolf against a tree and down a rocky hill. He had tumbled till he got to the bottom but he had come out unhurt. Darius had shifted back to his human self but he had a small headache. He took a little nap and by the time he woke up, he felt better. He felt strong enough to go back to the palace. To meet her. His walk back was more of a stroll, a slow lazy walk. Till he got to the west wing of the palace, where his bedroom was located. That was when he picked up the scent. An odd scent that was familiar to him, yet distant. He had immediately gone on al
Sule ran a mental assessment of what had happened, he had to take charge of the situation just like Alpha Cyrus would have done. The situation didn’t look good from what he could see and knowing Darius’s temper, it was better to act fast. Sule signaled Adolf with his eyes and Adolf got the message. Adolf went to Emelda and helped her out of the bed. With one hand, Adolf pulled her up, and with the other hand, he helped her gather the large blanket which she had wrapped around her body. Adolf took Emelda out of the room through the secret entrance, it was the same place she had come from. He led her to the guest room where the maid, Vera was waiting and then he returned to join the Sule and the twins. By the time Adolf got back to Darius’s room, the three men were still standing, Lucius had pulled up his pants and buttoned his shirt. “Lucius, welcome back home. We weren’t expecting you.” Sule spoke. “Thank you, Sule. I heard about Uncle Gedoni’
Darius was still asleep.Emelda had cast a strong spell on him, stronger than she had anticipated but, in her defense, she had been carried away by the intensity of the fight and she had acted on impulse.