Maximus had arranged a cabin in the woods nearby. It is his own and 7 of Selena's stayed cramped in the small cabin. According to Ozrain, Maximus is trustworthy. Another 8 have their own house here, on the island itself. They left their family years ago to accompany Ozrain, his loyal followers, so to say. Selena could only imagine the private festive taking place in each of their houses. The guests of the kingdom scattered around the living hall. It is small, made out of wood, but cozy enough to be called home. Selena was standing in between Zaden's legs, attending to his wounds while he sat on a high chair. His thumb carelessly stroked her waist. His eyes lingered on her, almost ready to swallow her whole. Negligent to the eye-fuck, she carefully wiped the cuts on his face and applied some analgesic cream on it, not that he requires them and he spares no effort in informing her that till she was done.“You know, it would heal by itself in no time,” he said low, earning a

A dimly lit room with beige and gold baroque wallpaper pans wide. A customized, super king-size royal bedframe laid in the middle. Red velvet crystal-embellished headboard and matching foot chest highlight the silk beige bedsheets and fluffy pillows. Persian carpet in the end of bed and furniture to match the bed design scattered around the perimeter of the room. A wall height portrait of Queen Aira and King Epsilon hung against the wall backing the bed. French windows around the room reveal view of the whole kingdom and part of the sea. Sorrow clouds over the luxurious space, as the occupant stood in front of the sea view window. A fragile figure of a woman. Frosty white skin with a few aging lines, light blue eyes, straight white hair hit her hip and a light blue floor-length dress hangs softly over her small frame. Her eyes gazed upon the falling sun, unblinking. Her calm and serene aura doesn't implicate the pain in her heart. Her bedroom doorknob twisted to open as he

The unwelcomed morning bloomed across the horizon anyways. Selena sat on the edge of the bed, naked with the duvet pulled up to her chest. She is used to waking up naked once in a while before this, but now, it seems to be the norm. Oddly, her face is dull, mirroring heartache and sorrow boiling within. Hours skipped by with her sitting stoned, gazing emptily upon the sunlight pouring through the window in her room. The whole house is quiet. Zaden is still sleeping behind her, hugging a pillow, probably thinking that it's her. It hit her hard, this is the day that will actually change her life, leaving behind no choice. Well, climbing Mount Manuka would be the first 'life-altering' decision but she was given the option to return to her old life. The Samrat Kingdom wouldn't spare such decency. A memory flashed between her grey eyes, settling a sudden frown. She flustered and struggled. Various images popped up in her mental window. Dried up single tree, screeching

The sparkle in the air tends to get attracted to Selena, adhering to her silver fur, creating a magical mixture of gold and silver. The vortex that previously had rejected her, began to swirl within Selena, as it radiates a powerful aura. She tried to hold herself but imminent, she got sucked into it, losing herself as Elisa Mitkoi surfaced. Zaden and Orion stepped back from her when they felt she is more steady. Her head is still hung down but her feet seemed to have anchored themselves. The silver wolf is now dusted with a sheen of gold on her fur, radiating like the moon itself. A sneer curved her lips as her fang retreated further out. Her head slowly tilted up revealing the completely black eye, no white ball is visible. Pitch black as the eclipse night, hiding more secrets than one could have ever thought. Selena is seeing everything from Elisa's point of view, somewhere from the depth of her mind. Maximus, who has shifted to human form and wearing a pair of swea

Calm bright morning, sky scattered with birds, cool weather and the greenery in front don't seem to cheer the lot. The whole Samrat Kingdom is solemn at the loss of a great man, Ozrain Samrat. His coffin is made out of rosewood and the top cover made out of glass is now filled with roses–a token of love from his loyal pack members. An ocean of black has flooded the Samrat's cemetery. His coffin lowered bit by bit into the pre-dug hole, making Selena sob even more into Zaden's chest as Zaden caressed the back of her head with his thumb, attempting to calm her down. In the short period she had known Ozrain, her grandfather had showered her with sincere love and respect. She intended to return them but fate had a different plan. Her hands are shaky and she is completely worn out from the continues crying, relying on Zaden's grip to prevent her from slipping limply to the ground. His final respect went on smooth, with no interruption. Orion wanted to throw A