"Bring that back Darla!". I yell at Darla, who's been a pain in the ass since we started working in this garden.There’s nothing we can do but play. It's been three hours already yet we still haven't worked up to half of the days job, all thanks to Darla and her antics."You wish". She snorts and continues to run around the garden. "You should be grateful to me you know? Atleast you've finally gotten the chance to live your childhood dreams of running around a garden with a bestfriend and sister".I chuckle, folding my arms across my chest. "And who says that's my childhood dream.”She smirks. "Your eyes, your laughter, and the full blown smile on your face".Darla's right, she's the best thing that has happened to me ever since I stepped foot inside this castle. The last few days have been so hectic for me. What with Alpha Andras harsh behaviors to me the last few days. It’s like he’s an entirely different person now, and it scares me. It scares me so much, I can hardly sleep or eat
He meets my gaze, his eyes filled with uncertainty. "I... I honestly don't know, Azalea. I was assigned to pack your things, but I wasn't told why"."Was it Jenna?, Does Alpha Andra know?” I question. She's the only one I know who would do such.I can feel my frustration bubbling and a deep sense of anguish wash over me. No matter how hard I try to push the thoughts away from my head, I can't help but feel like I am being treated unfairly.I have dedicated myself to my duties, always going above and beyond what is expected of me. I have never given Jenna a reason to strip me of my privileges and downgrade my living arrangements. Is Alpha Andras even aware of this?"It was an order from Alpha Andras himself Azalea, not Jenna". He mutters.My brows furrows as I gape at him. "A-alpha Andras?!".I try to sound confident but the tingles of shock in my spine wouldn't let me. The Alpha Andras that I've been with this past few days wouldn't do a thing as this!My assumptions when I walked in
I fetched the candles that I had managed to uh, borrow, from the kitchen and placed it at the side of my little makeshift cake that I had whipped up earlier today. I wasn't sure if it would taste nice considering the fact that I had only thirty minutes to bake the whole thing plus minimal access to ingredients, but I didn't care. A cake was still a cake regardless.I probably looked nothing less of a Cheshire cat because I couldn't help the excited grin that remained plastered on my face. Turning eighteen was a very important thing for every werewolf because it brought a new life to the limelight and I was eager to find out who I was going to belong to for the rest of my life.Looking at how I placed the candles, I took it out deciding that the middle was the best spot for it. I was about doing so when my door was nonchalantly banged open and an aura that I hated the most stepped into my room.I looked up and to my utter dismay, Xavier was standing in my room, flitting his eyes around
AZALEAOnly ten minutes. I have ten minutes until the clock strikes twelve, and I will officially be an adult. In ten fucking minutes, maybe I'll be able to meet my wolf and sense my mate as well. Azalea is my name, and I am a late bloomer. The fact that I am nineteen and have yet to feel the primal beast within me is telling.I've been called wolfless my entire life, tortured and humiliated for my inability to shift, and it's getting more miserable by the day. The mockery and hostility that reaches my ears every time I am forced to go out in public, or even when I enter a crowded room for the first time, is worse than anything else I have ever experienced. They label me as weak, pitiful, useless, and unlovable. Some believe I'm cursed. Some claim I won't live long enough to find a mate since I don't have a soul - whatever that implies, I have no idea. Others have even called me an abomination. In truth, I sometimes revel in their insulting words because I'm not sure who I am anymor
AZALEAMy heartbeat becomes deafening, and I feel like my entire being is pulsing madly inside my chest. As he takes a step forward, Landon's stare never leaves mine. My legs wobble beneath me, and I try to stand tall, but I fail miserably."Is this some cruel joke by the moon goddess?" His voice reverberates like thunder through the air. "Is this some cosmic retribution for all the shitty things I've done to you?" He continues to speak as he strides briskly towards me, but I do not respond. I don't say anything since my head is racing with thoughts. How is this possible? Why would the moon goddess leave me mateless only to bring him now, after all these years? Worst of all, she matches me with Landon, the man who is the bane of my existence. But for some strange, unexplainable reason, I'm happy. I know I shouldn't be, but I can't stop myself. Riley, for one, is incorrect. My mate is the future Alpha King of Shadow Valley, not some 'lowly' Omega. Two, my mate is also her cherished
AZALEA I make my way down the corridor towards the Alpha King's quarters. I'm excited to see what he's gotten me. I quickly arrive at the room, and even though it is heavily protected, the guards let me in. When I walk in, the room is dark, but after groping around in the darkness, I find the light switch and turn it on. The room lights up, and that’s when I see it—a red box on the king-sized bed.I approach the box and pick it up, excitedly biting my bottom lip. I eagerly unwrap the red wrapper until only a tiny black velvet box remains. I carefully open it, and my heart leaps at the sight of a stunning ruby necklace.I gently place the box on the bed, taking small steps towards the nearest mirror. I put the jewelry around my neck. It complements my porcelain skin and chocolate hair. I take up the box and set the necklace inside before leaving the room to go to mine.As I dash down the hall and into my room, I throw the package on my bed, grab a towel, and run into my small bathroo
AZALEA'Run, Azalea, run. Don't ever look back.' This sentence echoes as I move discreetly and try to blend into the darkness. It's nearly 4 a.m., and I'm taking advantage of the early morning hours to escape. I pray my timing is correct since the last thing I want to do is run into the castle's security.I rush down the long row of buildings, avoiding the dense wall of shrubbery that leads to the garage. I quickly arrive and dash inside the dark room, grabbing my cell phone and putting on the flashlight. All I have to do now is find Landon's car, and the rest will be history.Earlier, it appeared that the stars aligned in my favor because, as I was preparing to flee, I discovered Landon's keys on the dining table. It's not surprising that he'd forgotten it there — he is always so careless. No one else was nearby, so I stole the keys discreetly. I soon notice his shining black Ferrari, and I run towards it, gently sliding in the keys while looking around to see if anyone is approa
AZALEA 'You've been purchased to become my Alpha's surrogate.' Purchased? Slave-trader? Surrogate. None of the words make sense, but then again, I am in an unfamiliar room. My mouth falls open in surprise as I stare at the stranger, whose name I now know as Donovan, and I hold back my words. But the earnestness in his eyes tells me he's not bluffing at all. He is dead serious. And I'm scared shitless. I should sprint towards the door. I should scream as well. Maybe someone would hear and come to my rescue. But I know better. Doing all those things would be a complete waste of my time because this is his territory. I'm alone with this man—the Beta of a pack I've never heard of, and from his fierce features and stoic stance, I know he'll have no issue subduing me. He’s stronger than me and can snap my neck in a second if necessary. A chill runs down my spine. "I…You’re joking, right?” I ask, the question spilling from my mouth before I can stop it. There is complete silence—an uns