As soon as I was done taking a bath and eating my meal alone, Claude returned to my tent holding our sleeping son in his arms as he returned Cloudy to his cradle. I ignored him as I continued reading some books that were all about the war that came from the point of view of different historians back in the past."It's useless to read it. You are not going to war, Rachelle," he said coldly.I scoffed. "Reading them doesn't mean I am going to the war, Claude. I am adding more knowledge about how the military tacticians resolved everything back then." Sighing, I closed the book, losing my interest to read it. "When shall we depart?" I looked at him coldly.He leaned to my desk and touched one of the books I was reading. "Later this morning. I already have the knights pack your things," he said, not looking at me but to the book. "Say farewell to the brigade you have been wanting to lead, love. You will not be a

Claude"Rachelle! No! Don't take her!" I immediately peeled my eyes open as I got up when I realized I was in a tent right now. Panicking, I was about to stand up when I groaned in pain upon feeling the half of my face being throbbed in pain. "Damn it!" I cussed when I realized that half of my face was covered with bandages."Brother!"I looked up and saw Cherish entering the tent. Her eyes were filled with tears as she rushed to me to hug me. "Cherish..." I called her softly as she sobbed. "I am alright now... But Rachelle... Rachelle is not here. She has been kidnapped..." I said through gritted teeth. Sniffing, Cherish looked at me. I wiped her tears, feeling sorry for my youngest sister that I made her worry. She even glanced at the bandage covering half of my face. I caressed her hair. "I am fine.""For me, you are not..." She sobbed. "Silver told me what happened earlier. It was my

Claude"What agreement? Tell me, Father," I urged him.He smiled. "Don't worry, son. Time will tell when you two will know how special both of you are."That made my blood boil. That reason again?! "Can you not just tell me what Mother had an agreement with the Moon Goddess?! Why is Rachelle involved here? Why are we connected from the very start, Father?!" I asked, feeling like I wanted to explode more but my wounds were the hindrance for doing that.Father sipped on his tea and looked at me with his serene smile. "I cannot just tell it. The Moon Goddess has a plan which I must not dare to ruin it."I couldn't help clenching my hands. "You... You are not helping at all, Father!" I raised my voice. "Why does She always associate with you? It is unfair that I am the Alpha King yet She is not telling me everything!"He chuckled. "She will be soon. Now is not the right time.""Then when is it?" I asked impatiently. Father shrugged his sh

Claude"What do you mean, Isabel?" Cornelius said and spun Lady Isabel around, surprised at her words."You are a deity?" Sir Philippians asked, surprised."How's that possible?" I could have sworn I had a look of disorientation right now.Her? She was one of the daughters of the Moon Goddess? Was this true? Or was she bluffing? Must I truly believe in it or not?"You said that you never met your mother." I glanced at Cornelius from his words. It seemed that he and she were very close. Were they each other's mates somehow?"Yes. I never met her. The moment I was born, the Moon Goddess already bestowed me to my father named Isandro Ashdown. My real name is Isabella Ashdown, not Isabel le Conte. My father and I escaped from our former pack, Rising Dawn, to find out who I am. Father told me the truth before he was killed and hunted by our former pac

I screamed at the top of my lungs as soon as the hot iron rod was pressed to the flesh on my back, creating a searing pain that made me want to pass out immediately."I do not know how to communicate with Her! I only have done it one time with the former Luna Queen Beatrice's painting! That was only one time!" I said through gritted teeth, hissing as I felt the flesh from my back was slowly healing.I heard Lothim's snort behind me before I screamed again when he pressed the rod again to my back. "My apologies, my dear daughter, but I am not going to accept that as an excuse!" he said angrily. "I want to speak with your mother!" he demanded."Halt! Please..." ...Father. I wanted to say it but that word couldn't come out because until now, I still couldn't believe that... Magnius Lothim was my... father.When he didn't hear anything from me, I was coerced to return back to t