After Aloha recited the last words of the spell, a loud crack appeared in the ceiling of the room, and she let out a high-pitched scream. “Urgh!” She yelped and reached for the floor immediately, losing consciousness. Alpha Ragnar rushed to carry her up from the ground. Fear coursed through his mind, although it never lasted longer than a minute. With Aloha in his hands, he wanted to leave the room, his eyes narrowed on her younger sister, she was transforming. He could feel the crunching and cracking occurring to the body of her little sister, letting out a loud growl as she ripped the wrapper used to cover her nakedness. Her claws began to come out, and her furs spurred all out, across her face and body. He watched as her little Effa transformed into a wolf form, a beautiful white wolf with caramel eyes; he hadn't seen for the past ten years. “She's healed! She healed her” He mumbled happily. He had almost given up on her, thinking she would never transform back to her wolf
Aloha had finally finished healing Effa, she had now finally been confirmed as the king's slave, and was on her way to be introduced to the other maids in the kitchen. She felt nervous as she walked in, knowing that her new position as a slave came with great responsibility and potential danger. Moreover, she couldn't forget what Marcus told her about being the king's personal slave. As Aloha entered the kitchen, she spotted Marcus across the room, surrounded by a group of maids. He caught her gaze and winked at her, but Aloha couldn't help feeling a sense of disgust when she noticed the woman standing next to him, stroking his hair, wondering why he chose to be a playboy. The woman, a beautiful and seductive-looking maid, noticed Aloha's disapproving look and smirked. “What's the matter, newbie?” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Jealous that Marcus isn't paying attention to you?” Aloha felt a flush of anger rise to her cheeks, but before she could reply, Jessica stepped
The warm rays of the sun caressed Aloha's face as she sat alone in the peaceful garden, surrounded by vibrant blooms. The scent of flowers filled the air, but her mind was preoccupied with the whirlwind of events that had unfolded in her life. Thoughts of the sacrifices she had made for her identical twins, the trials she had faced, and the newfound power coursing through her veins consumed her. She pondered the mysteries of her abilities, marveling at the strength she had discovered within herself. However, amidst her contemplation, a familiar voice broke through her reverie, bringing a smile to her lips. George, with his mischievous charm, emerged from behind a blossoming rosebush, tapping her gently on the shoulder. "Aloha, caught you daydreaming again!" he teased, a playful glint in his eyes. Chuckling softly, Aloha turned to face him. "You have a knack for finding me, George. What adventures await us today?" The garden became their playground as they embarked on a lively game
Aloha stepped into Daphne's room, she faced a daunting task. Daphne handed her a bunch of clothes to iron, even though there were people assigned to do that job. What made it worse was that Daphne specifically forbade Aloha from using the pressing machine and insisted she uses the iron instead. It was clear Daphne wanted to make her suffer. Reluctantly, Aloha accepted the clothes and exited her chambers to start ironing the clothes. As she pressed each piece of clothing, Aloha knew Daphne had purposely given her this task to make her miserable. Her hands tightened around the iron as she smoothed out a purple shirt that caught her eye. It looked so beautiful that she couldn't resist the temptation to try it on. Just as she was lost in her thoughts, she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Aloha quickly dropped the iron on the clothes and turned to face the person approaching. "Hey," She greeted with a smile when she saw Little Effa standing, Effa looked adorable, but Aloha cou
Aloha remained rooted to the spot, her mind grappling with indecision, desperately seeking a course of action. Just as she was lost in her thoughts, Ragnar's commanding voice sliced through the air, bringing her back to reality. "Go and prepare the bathwater," Ranger ordered curtly and firmly, he didn't like prolonging words. Aloha's heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice. Without wasting a moment, she hurried into the bathroom, her steps quick and purposeful. As she filled the tub with warm water, her mind whirled with anticipation and nervousness. She returned, her heart pounding, as she heard the sound of the king removing his clothes. In that moment, Aloha couldn't help but steal a glance at Ragnar's imposing physique. His strong, chiseled features were accompanied by a rugged handsomeness that left her breathless. Heat rushed to her cheeks, and she bit her lip, feeling a mix of embarrassment and desire. She quickly looked away, feeling the need to compose herself. Just
Aloha rushed down the dimly lit hallway, her heart raced with fear. She had forgotten to remove the iron from Daphne's clothes, and now the burnt scent filled the air, foreshadowing the impending consequences. As she reached the scene, she was met with the furious gaze of Daphne, who stood there, staring at her ruined expensive shirt. Jessica stood a few steps away, observing the tense situation. In a soft, disappointed voice, Jessica questioned Aloha, "Where were you? You forgot to remove the iron from Daphne's clothes. Can you see what you've done?" Aloha's voice quivered as she apologized, "I'm so sorry, Jessica. I was in a hurry, and I completely forgot... Please believe me." Daphne's eyes burned with fury as she glared at Aloha. Her voice was laced with venom as she spat out her words, "How could you be so careless, you imbecile? Do you have any idea how much that shirt cost me? It's worth more than your entire existence!" Aloha's heart sank, and she timidly took a step closer
The chamber doors swung open, revealing the majestic figure of King Ragnar. Daphne followed closely behind, her face still displaying traces of anger, yet she fought to maintain her composure. As they stepped into the chamber, a tense atmosphere enveloped the room. Breaking the silence, King Ragnar spoke up. "I have decided to visit the southern pack," King Ragnar began, his voice resonating with authority. "I anticipate being away for three days. Reports have reached me of rogues transforming humans into wolves, a blatant attempt to undermine my leadership. I must assess the situation in the pack where these transformations occur most frequently." Daphne nodded in understanding, but a strong desire to accompany the King burned within her. Summoning her courage, she voiced her wish. "Your Majesty, I fully comprehend the significance of your journey, and I wish to accompany you," Daphne asserted, her voice resolute. "I can provide support and protection should any threats arise." Ki
Inside a dimmed light hall, some men could be seen sitting around a long table and in a pattern that is indistinguishable from a VIP table.The hall has two windows, and the rays of the light penetrate hence, creating dimness.All the men put on a darkened expression, there wasn't a single smile on their faces, they all looked serious.There was a huge masculine man at the edge of the table, he was repeatedly drinking water. He seemed more furious than the others.“Did you think Alpha Reign deceives all of us that he will come?” The masculine man called Marvin asked, he could no longer hide his thoughts himself.“Calm down Alpha Marvin, let's hope he will come, today will be his last day on earth '' One of the men said, and their expression lit up instantly.“Sometimes I wondered why he was always against our plans of letting the wolves rule the world. He's the king of the wolves, and he should be happy about it,” Marvin's said, knitting furrowed brows.“I think we should just wait an