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Chaitali: The Saga begins Minutes
‘Emperor Dhairya is alive.’ I was told and surprisingly, I don’t care. I know it’s the worst news to know that your worst enemy (the Chatali’s worst enemy maybe) is breathing, seething, and ready to attack yet my mind cooks up better content to focus on. ‘Alpha, how was the meeting with the Lycan?’ Kavish asked me as soon as I walked in. To my utmost dismay, he was not sitting alone. The ‘Bastards Of Chaitali’ were already there with him. Munching on my snacks and chatting animatedly about some irrelevant and probably very stupid current affair. I had entered my study with such anger and irritation that Kavish preferred to be quiet but the ‘Bastards’ did not. I knew even with Kavish the peace will be short-lived. Being the Beta of the Taksh Pack, he had to gather courage and ask his Alpha, aka me, about the meeting so he could instruct his new favorite Himanshu to record it in the miserable book of Minutes. It’s not casual when the Lycan summons someone at urgent notice including
Chaitali: The Saga begins Silence Before The Storm
Lizzy's Head:The sunrise is dazzling as the Alpha and I walk hand-in-hand along the seashore to meet the informer at the designated spot for the meeting.Dhariya is alive. Of course he’d be. Bitches don’t die that easily. The moment I heard all about it. I have been numb as if somebody had pushed me a tank full of iced water and closed the opening shut. It’s suffocating and vaguely overwhelming. All this while he had been alive yet he made no efforts to find me. What a son of a bitch!? A slow breeze flirts with my blonde tresses, sending them flying everywhere to the north. ‘He must be here any minute now.’ Ibhaan mumbles, checking his smartwatch for the seventh time. He leaves my palm and rubs it all over his arms. Ibhaan hasn’t been himself for my Lord knows how long! I couldn’t understand how he’d been dealing with the admin, especially after knowing his worst enemy and his wife is breathing anywhere near him. How had he reacted when he’d known his Luna to be someone who h
Chaitali: The Saga begins Epilogue: Rise Of A NEW Chapter
Did I follow the instructions and stayed glued to my spot like a little sweet girl? Well, to answer it…Has the earth turned upside down and the wolves become vegetarian? Have the Draculas stopped sucking blood and have witches become even a cent lesser annoying crapping rainbow? Has the moon wobbled its way to become a satellite of Mercury instead because it can’t absolutely tolerate the face of the earth and the faces residing on it? Nope. Nix. Naah. Nada. None of the sorts happened. Then would it not be a great offense if I stayed put on the spot near the itchy, annoying bushes that shiver for no apparent reason while whining amorous sounds loudly pleading for more and deeper? Don’t ask me why? I neither have the answer nor wish to peep around the bushes to figure it out because I already know and so do you. It simply does not make any sense to me. Why would somebody want to do it in the open? Since when snakes have become so rakeless and bold? Does it to you? Perverts
Chaitali: The Saga begins Prologue
Lizzy's: ‘It’s payment time.’ The fatso creature announced, rubbing his dirty hands all over his chin. A few of his pimples have popped open and the trickle of blood with some fluid is smudged over the place. I grimace in disgust at the sight of the lusty grinning wolf so did the girls behind me. However, none among us does anything except inhale and exhale deep breaths, an exercise that has become part of our lives for some time recently. The sound of cutlery clinking slowly fades away as a wave demanding attention takes over. 'Yeah! Yeah! I 'now. Don't gimme that look, ya rats. Get'n my offi'e. She-wolv's first.' Jared winks at a recent joinery who shuffles behind a feeble-looking wolf. Alas! None could be spared from his predatory eyes–except us. ‘I am going to slap that smirk off his face before we take on those Alphas.’ Julie hisses in my ear, gritting her teeth together so hard, I fear she might powder them in no time. Poor teeth! 'I swear.' She adds afterwards, balling
Chaitali: The Saga begins The Final Strike: Beginning
1| The Final Strike The sky was drizzling slightly, weeping over the demise of one of the most glorious empires in the history of shape-shifters. It had been hours since the clouds had turned grey and started dampening the surface. It was the first rain of the monsoon. The soil was soft and muddy and it had soaked up to her knees. 'Lily epitomes the damsel in distress. Look at the lines of worries on her forehead. Aah, Dash would have surrendered both of his kidneys for innocence.' Sierra blew on her nails, watching the back of Lily who ran deeper into the woods. Her flip-flops slapped against the surface. Her face was sweat-soaked and her breathing came out rugged. 'She is Lily, my best friend and the head maid of the palace.' I chuckled at my miseries. The palace was now crumbled to pieces as thousands of insensible, brain-washed dogs climbed up to the treasures I and my husband, the Emperor, had preserved for years. They were looting every one of my precious possessions, onl
Chaitali: The Saga begins Remunerations in Kind And Consideration
‘I do not have all day, Sarah. Hurry up!’ The screechy voice of my superbly ugly monstrous boss brings me back to the present. It breaks my heart to realise that I have yet to avenge my husband's death and the fall of my country and all the glorious days of unacceptable miseries I have spent in these shabby clothes. It enrages me to accept that it has been more than three years and I have yet to taste my worst enemy’s blood. I am not a blood-sucking Dracula or a distant cousin for that matter, you bitch. Ella hisses irritatingly, piquing me like none other. I ignore her, inhaling and exhaling a couple of times. Have I mentioned I have got a snake garbage for Nagin with whom I share my body 24/7? If not, I have told you now. So, kindly or not, bear with me because we ain’t have a choice. ‘Ya don't wanna gech ya’r sal’ry. I’ee!’ Oh, somebody please, stuff melting lava in his stinking mouth already. I don’t understand how his ten—something mate tolerates him anywhere near them. How ca
Chaitali: The Saga begins Slubberdegullion
The sun has been bidding its adieu. The last flickering rays scatter over the sky in a shade of tangerine with patches of deep crimson tiny bits. The faint outline of a glorious full moon peeps from the heavy cloud, struggling to prove its existence before the stubbornly fierce sun. Still, the careless wind is soothingly freezing. Despite it being a calm day, it does nothing to soothe the raging tornado swirling ferociously within me. My hands are still shivering from the after-effects. What now? The question has been bothering me for more than twelve hours. The faint sensation of a coming headache thrashes my temple. The lack of an answer thereof is riling me up. I am not only restless, I feel instead…well what was it that the birdbrained royal teacher used to address me at every petty mistake. I have endured endless trauma in learning it, I ain’t missing what might be the only chance to use it. It started with F–nope, not the censored words, dirty souls. It went like…flocci
Chaitali: The Saga begins Xiomara
Light. Bright. Shimmering delight. It is all I saw as soon as I stepped in there with Sierra and Lily on their toes, trailing close by. 'Umm…this place is…' Sierra's voice trails off in the background. Her struggle to grasp appropriate vocabulary is evident and so is the nervousness on the surface. There is something about the place that spreads a negatively dark vibe. I cannot exactly put a finger on it but it is there. On the surface, away from the eyes!If we had thought that we had seen it all in the past three years, we have much more to come. There are disgusting truths and unbearable realities that are still there to unfold—stories I have never imagined even in my worst nightmares. But shriek in the walls of Khanum. My newly skilled analytical brain does not take long to examine that all of it can lead us to a dead end. 'There are many more tales of miseries and arm-twisting constraints in the Duong that are being sung in silence, yet the sonnet of Khanum pierces the loud e
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