50. He doesn't have to be merciful any more! Alpha Alan sat in the bathing pool under cold water. His eyes were staring nowhere in the dark room illuminating under the creeping rays of morning brightness while a part of him— A small tiny and insensible part of him shuddered at how he was treating his ever so kind and always available mistress.    'That's how a mistress is used!' But again, that voice of his demon interrupted his thoughts and slayed that tiny part inside him.    He doesn't have to be merciful. He tried being one and tasted what it was to give him by the one he assumed deserved all of him. But nope, she only meant to use him. Used him like an object and then tossed him away.    Now the alpha was certain of being heartless and not letting anyone play with his feelings like HER. Like that bi*ch with an innocent facade and a heart of a witch.    It was so very

52. 'What have I done to ourselves?'  Alpha Alan moved with a dreadful aura like a tornado during the evening amidst an enthralling shower.   The servants hid themselves either this or that way behind poles, near curtains or for that matter feigned as if work had occupied them in order to avoid catching his gaze. Because they knew that if they caught the alpha's eyes, they would not be able to see the next morning— on a good term.   Alan comprehensively walked through the passageway and to his room as he himself didn't give a shit how his people were fretting from his presence. He just didn't mind it. As if the world didn't exist for him. His sorrows were all that he cared about.   Anyways, unaware of the storm he was going to witness in his room as Alpha Alan pushed the door of his room open and set his right foot within, he observed something being thrown just at his feet. When he lifted his eyes to see wh

54. Broken princess and her helpless brother "She has taken you as her saviour always, Jeremy. Be one now. Ask your twin to stop."    It was not easy yet Sebestian collected himself and sat on his knees. His head bowing in yield as eyes begged— just like how a helpless brother should be.    "Stop him, please. You know she doesn't deserve this. Ask him to get away, Jeremy. Please." He restlessly rocked back and forth, his veins popping up adamantly on his neck and arms.    The look of his feature was bothersome and the stale blue marks of wounds, imposed by lashing and hot iron rods grazing his flesh, all over his torso made him look even worse. You can say he was nearly dead, just that his soul lingered stubborn, refusing to leave the body.    Jeremy, without uttering a word or distracting his glance away from Julian, heaved a sigh and announced, "You had your share of pla

56. Reconciliation between the best friend Adrian knew it! He so knew that it was something to do with Lisa.    Excitement filled him more than astonishment once Alan narrated the whole tale to him. He was unable to come out of the spell of excitement as Alpha Alan told him about Lisa being a moonborn.    Yeah, a moonborn.    The term itself caught him aghast let alone the fact that she was in love with her cousin. Anyone could be if what Alan described about Jeremy was one bit true. She grew up with him and developed a soft corner for him. It was no big deal. This was not new.    Moonborns enjoyed loving whoever they cherished. Lisa did too, and she also left with him to her pack where her people were waiting for her. Exactly this is what Adrian attempted to explain to him nonetheless the torn cloak and the condition in which he found Lisa's bag made him think thrice befo

58. You are a silver knight, Alpha. "What do you mean that it was not real? I literally saw her getting... Getting.. Damn it!" His voice hid somewhere in his throat. Alan can't put that scenario into a verbal description.    Anger clenched his fingers into balls. Alan immediately drew him away from the oracle not wanting to effuse his wrath on him. He went to the window and glared outside, hoping for the cool morning breeze to chill his exasperation down.    His eyes burned. His nails dig into his palm. That image of her being under the immoral hold of so many men distressed him. Nevertheless, he did not let tears well up. Alpha didn't allow his weaknesses out.    Getting handicap at the moment was the last thing he wished to transpire. In spite of controlling himself to not to, tears made ways below his eyes. Falling one by one, in a series of silver trails.    He was str