“Hakbang, alisto!”
Yells the highest guard personnel in full authority, raising his riffle with its chamber on his shoulder level. He stood in the hold, full of power and control over all the high-skilled patrols. He wears this suit of blue and a red sash-like crossing over his shoulder and on it pinned different crests that, perhaps, represent the high rank he’s in.
“Saje, shuwa, taddo!”
With the count of the high guard, the terrifying banging of the drums filled the wide court hall. The drum was made out of vertically narrow lengths of wood with a slightly beveled edge to form its torso. Animal skin, probably, is stretched over the torso and was tightened with a rope.
 
“The Alpha of Shadowstone conceived the Alderhaw’s child!” My ears shut down and my mind went blank. My body moved uncontrolled and on my hand was a sharp blade aimed right through my belly.“If I said my connection to that man had already ended the day we parted, should I also show an affirmation?” I tightly clutched the dagger and shoved it piercing the garment. I’m only a step away, and I couldn’t afford to lose that position I worked hard for just because of a minor reason.“If it means detaching all connections to that Alderhaw includes killing my own child, I don’t mind making a small sa
“You give us the scroll, and we’ll give you the Alpha position.” I smirked.“Fake ones are not for an official agreement, I guess.” My leg crossed over my right with my head tilting side. “May I suggest you to offer the real council pendant?” Because the thing presented on the table was a fake one, a perfect replica but a failed duplicate. I remember what the council pendant looks like years ago. When Clayton Agassi himself went to Laxon for an agreement with the same mask, stance, and tone. And because I’m a great nosy lady, of course, I had to lurk around that time. Following them to a room so private. Luckily, I slipped in effortlessly. Because that time, Rocco was already in a good position as a patrol escort. He lets me in through a disguise. The Council pendant is a key itself. The top part was in a shape of a crescent moon. Besides the moon were a tiny sun and star with a small oceanic blue stone at their center. The stem was colored silv
“Room for?”“Do you see someone with me?” I replied sarcastically to the woman. This is somewhat an inn perhaps, located along the Madfur Okami border. This pack is all about gold and diamonds, I can call this the most hated pack when it comes to trust and alliance issues. Because basically, Madfur Okami was everyone’s friend as long as they have gold to trade.“N-None,” she replied hesitantly and she quickly fill in the papers and handed me the key. “P-Pay the night, madam.” I let out a deep sigh before sliding out the only bar of gold in my pocket. Thanks to that drunkard I met on the road, and to the hanging clothes on a hous
“We’ll be out by dawn,” I spoke, waking him up. Slowly, I lifted my body up and proceeded in front of the vanity table.“This early?” Rocco yawned. Stretching his arms and legs from the cramped couch he slept. I started brushing my hair down and looked at him through his reflection in the mirror. “Want to get caught early?” He smirked and chuckled, giving me an eloquent stare. “Being with you? I don’t mind.”“That again?” My eyes rolled automatically. “Stop it. You won’t get an equal part from me,” I plainly replied
Third Person’s POV “Alpha, you have something urgent to know,” Tristan, the Nightshade’s Gamma, reported. Crashing the convocation of the state. Counting a total of twenty-six generals and high-ranked military counselors, Tristan quickly kneeled down on one foot but didn’t take his sight off the Alpha. “A letter from the council, it’s about the Alpha of Shadowstone.” His voice echoed all over the walls of the room, cracking the concentration and supposed meeting they have. The red headed man whom he called Alpha remained sitted on his chair with his forehead creased and his thumb on his chin, covering his lips.“What’s new?” he asked.&
Denise’s POV“You have no clothes for ladies?” I questioned Marco with one of my brows raised at him. He rolled his eyes and crossed both of his arms over. “I am the Alpha of this territory, how dare you to treat me like a maid,” he complained. “And why would I even keep women’s clothes, ha?” My shoulders shrugged. “So, you don’t? What if your mate comes over?” I teased and lightly shoved his arm. But to my surprise, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at me furiously.“Are you intentionally mocking me?” he blurted plainly.&nb
Those snitches!“I-I got to get out,” I mouthed almost inaudible as I walk towards the door.“No,” he said. So austere and emotionless, causing me to swallow air. I bit my lips as I lowered my head afore the locked door. My hands started to tremble and it seems like my voice turned away and that I do no longer know how to speak. He’s frightening.“I only knew one mistake I did to you. I know you loath me. But—" The way he talked. The way the ice between us formed…“—is it too much burden for you to carry even the only thing I ask from you?” &n
I let out a sassy smile when my paws stepped on grassy plains drizzled with water drops. The warm breeze blowing over my coat and the cinematic hues of the sky meeting the seas. A dark shade of tourmaline lowers to light blue as it collides with the lemon arrayed sunrise.Zaetron turned around and met my gaze. “Expect no formal welcome,” he blurted in my head.I simply nodded in reply.It took us a few hours to arrive here and as I let those time pass by, I can’t help myself but frown and shake my head multiple times realizing how dramatic I look doing that. it was like I lost have of my ego back there.I also don’t understand why I did that. Is it because of pity when I saw what he looked like at that time? He was deeply disappointed and there was a hint of pain in his