Two-time Mated Alpha

Whomever that was, a harsh wind came from the blossoming trees in the woods below, causing Damien and I to look hurriedly down the window... We landed at the foot of the Castle, just before the woods, but there was total silence and no one. ͞ WAYNE’S POV It could be just like one of those slow-motion scenes where events go on in a gradual pace and then the unhurried rhythm tunes that, at times, can make you want to cry comes after. Although some of these scenes are rather too annoying and incredibly dawdling to keep on, my current situation certainly was not. With the scent of an unknown lingering presence in what seemed like my dark, four-walled chamber, I could not open my eyes to reality no matter how I tried. Initially, in my head, I was propped up on my bed, peering anxiously into the darkness to see if those imaginary shadow mobs approached me from every possible corner until the half, midnight moon suddenly found its

That moment, I felt nothing, at least that was what I should say since I did not know what to feel or how to react. I just knelt there, my eyes flicking between stiff, cold-blooded Father and the weeping, swaying Lucerne. ͞ WAYNE’S POV Demons-bane remains a no-joke poison to a demon. It was lethal, with no cure, obviously the only thing that can cause even a Demon Lord’s sudden death. Father just revealed the secret that before now, he had this toxic poison running in his veins from several decades ago and I could not stop the gasp that escaped my lips. Lucerne and Damien turned questioningly to me, obviously wanting answers, as they did not have the tiniest idea of what the poison was. I recalled a chapter I read in one of my history books that talked about this herb. I did not take it seriously then; I had immediately concluded that it was just some type of belief associated with a myth and had nothing to do with reality, so I had quickly

Her body moved swiftly at her disposal despite the form fitting leather Jumpsuit…a familiar scent instantly hit me at her sight… nor could I take a good look at her face because the moment she saw me coming, she took to her heels and dashed into the woods. ͞ WAYNE’S POV I immediately handed the tray back to Anastasia with a divided attention. “Take this to my room! I will be back.” I told Anastasia, the look on her face depicted that she was worried for me, but I gave her an assuring nod, and she took the tray. I then hastened out of the kitchen and headed to the back of the castle. I walked along the Castle flank to the backyard, just before the woods, as the sounds of a combat slowly filled my ears. I confirmed that indeed Damien manipulated the weather, but then there was something more in the sight before me. He fought with someone― a female clad in all-black attire. I did not see her face, but fuck, her form enticed me. Her body m

I did not count anything into it until recently, maybe it was really the answer I needed― the answer to what I was. Yet how true could that be, how possible. .? ͞ WAYNE’S POV My stomach reminded me that all I had to eat yesterday was the supposed breakfast that I ended up having as dinner due to my loss of appetite. I got out of bed and stood on my feet. My ankles tingled and my knees ached, but I walked to the door anyway. Opening my door and looking at the two sides of the hallway, I noted how empty it was, which made me realize it could be one to three hours past midnight. Well I had in mind to get a meal from the kitchen, but with my experience just now and the calmness of the castle, I think I should just remain right in my room and endure the hunger. It is not even as if I will eat much if the meal is before me anyway. I locked the door and returned to the comfort of my bed. I did not know what to do, sleep had gone far from me and even

I found my brother in an unexplainable situation when I hurled the guards out of the way and barged into the room. He lay still on his bed, just the way my Father laid. ͞ WAYNE’S POV “Will he be okay?” I picked up the faraway voice in my head. “He should be recovering soon,” another said, and my eyes fluttered open. “Wayne!” I heard Lucerne's still anxious voice call as I felt his hands on mine. I opened my eyes to find his pair of jade eyes searching my face with concern. He had an eye-bag, and his orbs were teary and red as if he had spent the entire time in tears. “How do you feel?” He rasped softly. I gave him a reassuring smile, “a bit dizzy, but I will recover soon.” Lucerne smiled, throwing a glance at the physician who stood beside the bed. “Thanks to him, we found out that you were sort of affected by an uncommon poison. But fortunately, the physician took it out through your veins.” I nodded, realizing my bro