Sophia The First Novels & Stories

Chapter Six Orion's POV That stupid girl. What had been running through the moon goddess's mind when she made her my fated mate? How can an Alpha bred like me be paired with the likes of her? I walked towards the pictures and picked one up, choking back my emotions. Where are you, Sophia? Sophia is the first woman to make my heart beat, the first woman to make me experience butterflies in my belly. I met her as a young boy and my heart accepted that she alone was the one for me.

She said and Sophie couldn’t resist asking. “What route?” “Don’t look so hopeful, the easiest route out of this place is death,” The First Lady revealed and all hopes Sophie had melted away, still she went and sat on the bed. “Now to orientation, I am the queen here, there is no one above me here, you either do as I say and enjoy your time here, which might be till death do us part or you don’t do as I say and meet your end real soon,” The supposed queen said and Sophie felt her stomach coil in fear and hunger, not even an hour here and her life was already in danger.

The feeling like she holds other people’s lives and she can do everything easily. "Oh! I'm sorry! How inconsiderate of me. You lost your power after the fire, didn't you?" Her chest throbbed but she didn't show she was nervous and afraid of what he might know about her. "Hello there, mate." He suddenly said. Safiya didn't look back because Hawthorne had already approached them as he picked up his cellphone, nor did he notice the Creator. And she was a little nervous when she heard his phone ring. "Ticktock— ticktock!" Constantine murmured as Hawthorne left.

Sophia's Rules: 1- Always call me Daddy 2- Never leave or go anywhere without telling daddy first 3-Always be respectful to daddy and his friends 4- No cussing or cursing 5- Eat three meals a day 6- Don't say No to daddy, he knows best 7- Obey and Do what you're asked to do 8- No self-harming or degradation 9- Bed time is at 10 sharp 10- Ask before you eat candy and sweets 11- School work is important, do your homework and ask daddy if you need any help 12- Talk to daddy if something's wrong or you need help 13- Daddy's door is always open for you Sophia's Punishment: 1- Time out

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

My status as an Alpha daughter means that I’ve always been the one waited on. I can't be chosen to serve the King today. What if I accidentally do something that offends the king? I need some time to learn. Or maybe find my fated mate in the palace and make sure I have a companion to rely on first. That's when Landon’s voice pierces my spiraling mind. “Sophia, Omega of the Silver Moon Pack! You are the first of the chosen.” I feel frozen in time. Others around me start looking around, trying to figure out who Sophia is.

Sophia didn't want to be like this, she didn't want to be the mean bitch everyone feared, but she was shaped to be just that by her father. When Sophia was born, her father despised her and wanted her to be killed. He wanted a male child who could continue the Delax name, but she was a girl. Although her mom pleaded with him to let her live, he still despised her and warned her never to come near him. However, when Mr. Delax found out that Sophia, at the small age of five was able to wield a sword, he became proud. He started to show her off, boasting about how he had an extraordinary daughter. But when that hype died, he began to expect more from Sophia.

Sophia said, awe and gratitude mingling in her tone. “Me? How?” Confusion flickered across Cleopatra’s features. “Yes… the first time was when I was about to sit on that coffee-stained chair; the second was when you set a cube for me because my legs were trembling; and now this. Thank you so much—you truly have a kind heart,” Sophia said, her voice soft, almost reverent. Cleopatra shrugged lightly. “Hmmm… I don’t see it as a big deal. If someone needs help, we should help them.”

Not forgetting the past but building something better on top of it. Sophia sat in her high chair between Veronica and me, watching everything with those enormous dark eyes. At two years old, she was developing her own fierce personality. She had survived open heart surgery at six months and come through it stronger than anyone expected. Now she climbed everything, tested every boundary, and made us laugh constantly with her fearless approach to life. "Love you, daddy," Sophia said suddenly, clear as day. The table went silent. Those were her first full words strung together into a complete sentence. Not just "daddy" or "love" but the whole thing. Perfect and unprompted.

Sophia was the first to break the silence. "Albert," she called. "Hm?" "I want to talk." Yes, this was the moment, Sophia thought with certainty.