As I moved through the Pack House, cleaning and tidying each room, I carefully avoided the part that belonged to Patricia. Memories of our previous agreement, her harsh words, and the pain she inflicted upon me were still fresh in my mind. I couldn't bear to revisit that space, even if it meant leaving it unkempt.But as I finished attending to the other rooms, I couldn't ignore the fact that Weston's room still awaited my attention. With a sigh, I pushed open the door, stepping into a realm that held both familiarity and trepidation.As I surveyed the room, my gaze swept across the neatly made bed, the scattered books on the desk, and the worn-out pair of shoes by the door. I couldn't help but wonder what secrets this room held, what hidden fragments of Weston's life resided within its walls.Lost in my thoughts, I failed to notice the sound of the running water from the adjacent bathroom until it abruptly ceased. A jolt of surprise coursed through me as Weston emerged, his tall figu

The day had arrived, shrouded in a mix of anticipation and apprehension. The grand hall of the Pack House had been transformed into a breathtaking venue, adorned with delicate drapes, shimmering chandeliers, and an array of exquisite flowers that filled the air with their intoxicating fragrance. The preparations had been meticulous, each detail crafted with utmost care to ensure an unforgettable evening.As I made my way through the bustling corridors, my heart fluttered with nervous anticipation. The weight of expectations hung heavy in the air, and I couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness at the thought of the impending announcement. Alpha Weston, my beloved, would choose his mate tonight, and I feared my place in his heart would be overshadowed by another.The atmosphere was charged with excitement as pack members and guests mingled, their laughter and animated conversations filling the room. Their attire, resplendent and elegant, was a testament to the significance of the occas

As I approached Mrs. Pierce's study, a delicate cup of tea cradled in my trembling hands, I hesitated before knocking on the door. Something about the muted voices from within gave me pause, compelling me to eavesdrop for just a moment longer. Curiosity tugged at me, urging me to listen, and as I leaned closer, the words pierced through the door and etched themselves into my mind."Alondra is Weston's rightful mate," Mrs. Pierce's voice resonated with an authority that sent a shiver down my spine. "The spell is wearing off. We need to act swiftly."My heart skipped a beat, and the cup slipped from my fingers, tea splashing onto the floor, forgotten in that moment of revelation. My mind raced to comprehend the weight of those words. Weston and I were meant to be together? The realization sent shockwaves through my entire being.Without a second thought, I turned and fled, the echo of Mrs. Pierce's argument reverberating in my ears. The corridors blurred past me as I ran, desperate to e

At any other given moment before this one, I would have been nervous. Being called into the queen's office is no easy call. but so far, Mrs Pierce had called me into her office a dozen times and it was always the same lecture. Stay away from my son. Stay away from Patricia.Keep the secrets of this pack and bear the responsibility of protecting and guarding its priorities.It had always been the same song. So far I have managed to keep my hands away from the alpha. Even though it pained me, the image of my best friend and answering that Serafina was his new maid broke my heart. and the echoing voice of Patricia insulting and belittling me stomps on my reading broken heart. With a cup of tea in my hand, I climb up the flight of stairs carefully one foot after another. my attention is directed towards the t not taking note of whoever was walking down the stairs. when I feel someone touch my shoulder I bring my eyes upward still careful as to not spill the tea.“Alondra!’’ Sarafina's

“Great job alondra, now when you're done with that you can go help out in the pack house kitchen.” Mistress Mary says, while smiling at me.“ thank you mistress Mary, let me know which discipline and I'll do as you’ve said.’’ it was both amazing and unbelievable how much work I could do when my mind is occupied by a lot of things. I was like a machine. finishing one chore and looking for another. I couldn't stop myself. I wanted my mind to be fully occupied. all I wanted was to see my hands doing something, carrying something, moving around. over the span of only three hours, I was already done with her the responsibility they had for today. the remaining ones had been set for the evening where a lot of the shops would close and the Citizens would retire to bed. today was one of the busiest days of The Fall. a lot of merchants and becoming in from tomorrow and preparations were done today. This wealthy merchants were invited by Alpha Weston and his father in order to run up the e