Astrid yipped as we zoomed our way through the forest, weaving through the trees and occasionally rolling on the forest ground. We were happy, more so because this was the first time in a long while that we got so much freedom. There were no lakes or clearing in this forest or there was, just not accessible. We looked around and found a semi-clear spot, devoid of dirt and looking pretty cosy with the spread of fallen leaves. We trotted to the spot and plopped on it. The leaves crinkled and tickled but we made ourselves comfortable.    ‘Astrid?’ I began, because after all this time, I finally felt that we could speak to each other freely, connect and share our thoughts.    Astrid, unlike me, didn’t like to stretch things or talk about heavy stuff. She never dwelled on anything, which is why now as we sat on the forest floor,

Even though Isaac said that Clarissa had changed my clothes last night, I still wanted to confirm whether that was true. “Did you change my clothes last night?” The maid’s hands stilled, hairbrush on top of my head, the bristles yet to touch the hair strands. I looked at her reflection. Her eyes were downcast, red splotched her cheeks. She glanced up before lowering her gaze and nodding. “You were… unconscious. Then…alpha called for me and I…” She didn’t need to mention the rest. I could imagine what it must have looked like and how intimidated she must have been. I don't even know how I asked him to kill me. Maybe I was desperate to die. I still am not opposed to the very idea of death.  I shoved these thoughts at the back of my mind. Now was not the time to show how pathetic of a Luna I was. I hummed noncommittal, pretending to be unbothered whereas inside I was slightly relieved. I would

Horror gripped my veins as I stared at Isaac, whose gaze was razor-sharp. He looked every bit the beast that the tales claimed him to be.    “You…you wouldn’t.” My voice shook and I hated the fact that it showed my fear. Isaac stalked towards me until he was close, too close for my liking. His wolf form was….intimidating. His black fur gleamed under the fluorescent lights and in the middle of modernity, he looked unreal. I had to tilt my head to look up at him.    “That is exactly what I intend to do. I don’t give empty threats,” he rasped.    I averted my gaze. I didn’t want him to see the telltale sign of tears.    “Think carefully, Kathryn. Once you leave, you can’t survive much longer as a ro

  I stiffened while Alpha Caius’ smirk remained intact in its place. I heard someone come up and stand beside me. From my peripheral vision, I saw Marcus. “I apologize, Alpha but we are not allowed to leave our Luna alone. That too, with an inmate wolf.”    It was hard jibe, one meant to be a polite way of saying ‘fuck off', and I almost winced thinking of what alpha Caius may think. Before he could take it in any other way, I said, “What he meant to say is, my mate alpha Isaac is slightly over-possessive, and like any other newly mated pair, it was tough for him to part ways so it would not be a good thing if you decided to speak to me alone. Marcus and James are our loyal men, so feel free to ask anything about Isaac. As for how your friend is, he is well. He couldn’t attend this meeting because of some of his personal problems, which I am afraid I can’t divulge even thoug

[Warning: Dubious consent]   The moment I woke up, I felt every part of my body being consumed by fire and pain. I moaned in pain and curled up further to relieve myself from the immense pain. Why did I feel like this? The pain shouldn’t have been so bad. I never felt like this before. The sun was not high enough up in the sky for Clarissa or Venessa to come to my room. I wished they would. I could call for them through the bell they had provided but it was proving to be a Herculean task to even move my finger.   I screwed my eyes shut and breathed through my mouth, the contraction of my core muscles made me choke. I don’t know for how long I had been like that but maybe I had drifted off because when I peeled my eyes open, Clarissa was hovering nervously on my bedside.    “Clari…ssa…” God,