Violette. Noah and I stood in front of Herta and Nash. They were shackled in the same cell my mother used for almost ten years. “You can’t put me here, Noah! I’m still your brother! Your only chance to kill me was in the arena. Outside of that, it would be a crime!” Nash lunged forward, but the chain pulled him back. “No, brother. You’ll be staying here until death knocks on your door.”“Your mate is a witch! After finding out she is a witch, everyone won’t let you be a king!”“So?” Tilting his head, Noah grabbed Nash’s hair. His eyes showed malicious intent. “They don’t know and will never know.”“Bold of you think that. I’ve let Lord Bryan…”“Bryan, right? He is one of my people.” Noah tugged Nash’s hair harshly. “And I’ve killed him too. You don’t have anything to use against me, brother.”For once, I finally saw a flicker of fear in Nash’s eyes. He turned to Herta and yelled at her. “What are you doing?! We are going to die if you don’t use your stupid magic!”That made me lau
Violette. The memories of coming into the ballroom for the very first time attacked me. It felt like it was just yesterday when I walked into these unfamiliar surroundings. That time I was introduced as a slave that could be thrown away, but here I was—entering the ballroom with several eyes following my movement with respect. That time I trailed behind Noah, feeling scared and distant. But now, I walked side by side while linking our arms."Welcoming the Alighmity Alpha—King Noah Wolfson, and his Luna—Queen Violette Wolfson."The guests clapped in union as we sauntered to the center of the room. Unlike the first time I was here, now I could see many familiar faces. Friends, servants, and guards. At the very back of the room, Killian stood like a guard to Joy. Kasha was busy with another redhead. Helio trailed Olivia as she went to see the food. Willa and Dahlia were busy wiping their tears as they watched us. I didn't see Varg, but he'd come soon. "Stop looking around. I'm here, m
VIOLETTE. "Once upon a time, humans and lycans were not the only ones who dominated the earth. There were vampires and witches. The earth was constantly in turmoil since each of them wanted to dominate the land. Humans, as the weak without a superpower, fall behind. Thousands died in battle but survived until today while vampires and witches ceased from history." I told the story to five children I had been teaching for over a month. They usually paid more attention to me when I didn't ask them to read. One of the children with auburn hair—Roman, if I remember his name correctly, raised his hand and interrupted me. "Ms. Dalley, I have a question. If we are weak, then how did we manage to live?"I smiled at his innocent question. "Because a human is a scary creature. They might be weak physically, but their mind is stronger than the rest. Humans knew they were weak, so they used their heads to battle. That's what differentiates them from the rest of the other species.""The point is?
VIOLETTE. After casting a curse on the villagers, which was only a bluff, I walked aimlessly in the forest. From the daylight of the sky until it turned beautiful tangerine. Each turn I made only trapped me deeper in the unfamiliar forest. The strong blow of wind mixed with snow didn’t help to smoothen my journey.My face started to feel stiff; the snow adorned my lashes, so the cold pierced my skin each time I blinked. Every breath I took produced a smoke. I rubbed my palm together and put them on my icy cheeks. I wondered whether the beasts caused the harsh winter in this land since they had furs. I clasped my red cloak, hoping it could feed me the warmth I sought the most. My steps got slower and slower as my consciousness began slipping away. If I were to pass out at this moment, there was no doubt that I would die alone. And the beast who found my body would chew my almost rotten flesh. The thought of it gave me the will to force my body to march forward. Maybe just a little m
NOAH. The scent of jasmine mixed with tuberose was so potent in the air. The rich sweetness of it seduced me to snap my eyes open. My head was hung lower, now raised in alert as the aroma kept assassinating my sense like a wave of flash food. My eyes wandered around the dark and empty area, searching for who or what might be the source of the smell that woke me up from my long slumber. Out of instinct, I took a giant step forward, but my movement was restrained by a chain that glowed on my neck. And before I knew it, I was pulled back with robust force until I could feel the piercing stone marring my bare torso."Fucking hell!" I hissed. I touched the chain and noticed how long my hair and beard had grown. Gone was my shoulder-length hair as now it cascaded to the ground. "Shit, how long have I been here?" I rubbed my face and bellowed in frustration.I don't remember why I was caged here. The last thing I could recall was how I cried for my late father, then my wolf suddenly lost
VIOLETTE.I eyed my bleeding hand. Realization finally sank in me that I had just made a deal with a stranger. A Lycan. I had wanted to refuse him, knowing that every word he used to convince me wasn't that good. But, I was aware with my current weak state, I held no chance to fight against him. "Tell me, Violette, how do you get in the cave?" He suddenly asked me when I was busy trying to tear the hem of my shirt to bandage my wound. "I walked, of course," I replied lazily, tying the cloth with my right hand and teeth. I noticed he stared at me like I was some sort of fascinating creature. Maybe I was. After all, I was a witch, and he never saw one. Lucky him, I suppose. "Are you telling the truth?" I looked at him, giving him the most irritating look I had. "Did you expect me to crawl? I dragged both my foot." His gaze turned dark as if I had just made a grave mistake when I only answered his question. He might think that I was raised poorly by my family. "Lead the way." He
NOAH. "Jealous much?" Kasha teased as we sauntered to his residence. Kasha had been my best friend since I was a child. He usually love to annoy me and would jump of joy if I gave him the reaction he wanted. So this time, I chose to ignore his comment. "How is the current situation?" "You are no fun." He said and punched me on the back, then added seriously, "You've gone for too long, Noah. It has been nineteen years since Nash got the throne. Smaller pack lives in misery as their fund and ratio for food often come late. The tax rate is also crazy. So only my pack and the two other big packs flourished in the past years." Kasha pushed the door to his enormous house, and she was greeted by a red-haired woman, which I was sure Kasha had just fucked a while ago. "Nineteen years. It's been that long, huh." I muttered and peeked at the woman who threw a playful wink at Kasha, asking to be eaten right there and then. "Nineteen years, and your taste haven't changed." It was my turn to m
VIOLETTE. "What are you doing?" I whispered to him when I noticed the collective gasp from the spectators. I also peered to see the expression of the king. The king's face appeared shocked beyond words, but he managed to mask it as soon as it appeared. "I told you to lower your eyes, Violette!" Upon hearing his harsh tone, I immediately dropped my head far lower until my chin almost touched my suprasternal notch. Painful silence fell upon us; none dared to open their mouth. I screamed inwardly for someone to man up and voice their mind. But seconds passed into a minute, and we were still trapped in the stillness. Using my elbow, I nudged at Noah, forcing him to speak or move, and I noticed from my peripheral view that his jaw hardened as he looked straight at the king. "Noah." The king finally spoke, making everyone, including me, finally could breathe out. "Fancy seeing you here to celebrate the anniversary of my coronation day. Are you done grieving?" I didn't know which par