Pastel Tone

“It’s not as simple as you think, Adolphus…. I am wolf-less…. This is the perfect reason that I can’t be your luna.” I tried to give Adolphus a reason why he should reject me, but my voice cracked. To be honest, belittling myself, and asking my second chance mate to reject me for the same reason that my first mate used stung badly. My heart was hurting badly, but I concealed my heartache and kept on looking at him with indifference. I saw his jaw clenching hard, and my body trembled, not in fear, but because of heartache. He was an alpha… Our future alpha…. He needs a strong she-wolf as his mate, not someone like me…. Who is wolf-less….. “So… you think th… that the Moon Goddess did a mistake by pairing us, huh?” he asked me, and I dug my nails deeper in my palms. I felt something hot seeping out of my fingers, but my eyes were still glued on him. “I don’t know about others, but there is no way that I will reject you, Madeline….. Both I and Onyx has no problem with you having no wolf because our goddess chose you for me…. So forget it about rejection, and you know me very well.” He announced his decision in a firm and cold tone, and before I could say a word, he stormed out of my room. I collapsed on the floor right after he left the room, and sobbed silently. I was relieved that I didn’t have to go through the pain of rejection this time, but I was sorry for Adolphus. I didn’t know why the Moon Goddess paired us, but I need to talk to his father, our present alpha.

Being too weak was an original sin for a vampire, but falling for a werewolf was worse than weak… As the weakest vampire, I have always been bullied as a ‘disgrace’, especially since my father was the leader. Humiliated and finally exiled, I adapted to my new life as a normal café waitress. Until that man broke my tranquility. Scarred face, stink smell, flirtatious tone… Ration told me to run away ASAP, while the pounding heartbeat betrayed me, and I even saved him! For moonshine's sake, he’s a werewolf, our biggest enemy. And I was even entangled in his dangerous Alpha family stuff. However, I never realized the real disaster was ME! Everything went wrong when an ‘admirer’ appeared in my life who claimed to have infatuated me for decades… And he revealed to me the top secret of my family: I had a similar face to a Goddess'! Will he still trust me, when I am not me anymore?

Blurb The queen's words cut deep, her tone dripping with disdain. "No squatting – kneel and eat the food you wasted. Whether it's badly cooked or not, you have no choice. You're not here to be pampered like a princess; you're here to cure my stepson, the Crown Prince who's gone feral." Her gaze pierced mine, her voice icy. "You can't decide your life or live as you like. We'll decide for you. And you're just a weak human from an inferior realm; worthless, stinky, and brainless." Her smirk was a cold, calculated gesture. *I forced myself to eat the maggot-infested food, a putrid mixture of rotting scraps and animal waste. When Isabella absconded, Ellie replaced her, and her arranged marriage to Abidziek the ruthless feral prince was meant to be a mere formality. But when she defies expectations and achieves the impossible, she becomes the target of deadly enemies and the prince's unlikely fascination. As she navigates the treacherous world of the Anthrika wolves, Elie faces a new challenge; securing the Prince's love and loyalty when his fated mate, Morgana resurfaces. Can she overcome the odds and claim a place by his side, or will she be cast aside like the pawn she was meant to be?

At our Thanksgiving family dinner, my stepbrother brought his beautiful girlfriend to meet the family for the first time. She held up her wine glass and flashed me a malicious smirk. “I heard you had a first love you can’t forget, Summer.” I kept my head low and focused on my food, unsure how to respond. After all, my first love… was her boyfriend. When I was seventeen, my stepbrother Ethan Cole tricked me into crossing the line we should never have crossed, while our parents were blissfully unaware. Even right now, under the table, his foot was rubbing mine sensually. He did not bother holding back. On the table, he held his girlfriend’s hand tenderly as he mocked me with a smirk, “You’re twenty-seven, sis. Your shelf life is running out, and you’re such a plain Jane. Who would ever want you?” I stood up abruptly and looked at him, my tone calm and resolute. “I’m married, Ethan.”

On the day I was about to give birth, a pack of rogue wolves surrounded me. They tore open my belly and shredded my child to pieces. My Alpha mate Marcus went insane, rushing me to the healing center and commanding the healers to save my life. "If anything happens to my mate, you'll pay with your lives." As they carried me to the operating table, I heard his conversation with his Beta. "Alpha, those wolves disguised as rogues have already been secretly released from the Silver Prison." "As long as we get her forgiveness letter, the Alpha Council won't pursue this matter further." "It's just... both Luna and Miss Celeste are carrying your children. Isn't this treatment of Scarlett a bit cruel..." Marcus's tone turned cold as he shot his Beta a warning glance. "Scarlett cannot give birth to this child! My heir can only be born by Celeste. I promised her that her child would be my Alpha heir." His Beta didn't dare resist, only suppressing his displeasure. "But... there were other ways. We didn't have to let Miss Celeste hire rogues to literally tear apart Luna's child..." "Luna's wolf has been dormant since pregnancy, leaving her without healing abilities. The healers say she might not survive." Marcus became cold, mixed with helplessness. "I didn't expect them to be so brutal." "Keep watch. Make sure the healers save her. If anything happens to her, the healers know the consequences. This is all I can do now. Later, I'll give her all the pack's resources as compensation." The healing center doors slowly closed, severing my love for Marcus forever. When I woke up, there was only the stabbing pain in my lower abdomen and a pile of blood and flesh... Marcus, my child is gone. I wish you and Celeste a lifetime of happiness.