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LAIKA For the next few days, I was in the healer's tent. The soreness was gone, just as the healer said, and I was happy. Alpha Karim came twice a day to check on me, in the morning and the evening. We spoke little; he spoke more with the healer than me and the only time he spoke to me was
LAIKA "Hey," Sekani called, coming toward me. Something in his demeanor looked defeated. I quickly wiped my tears with the back of my palms. "Your mother will not be happy to see you with me." He ignored me and sat beside me. "Likewise Alpha Karim." I looked at him, but he was starin
LAIKA No one owned up to the crime, so the search began immediately. The signet ring was a symbol of authority and stealing it was firsthand treason and was punishable by death. It was the signet ring that carried the symbol of the pack, and it was the ruler's identity among other packs. I wo
LAIKA "My name is Malika, and I was captured from the same pack as her. But she had left the prisons in falsehood," Malika said, looking at me with so much hatred in her eyes. I did not understand what was going on. Malika looked different and if not for the blue colors of her eyes, I
LAIKA The Alpha did not return at once, and I almost collapsed out of anxiety. The warriors shoved me inside his room and left at once. I could not sit nor stand, so I paced about waiting for my terror to return. I do not know why I was so scared of him, even after he had shown that he neve
"Do you have anyone in mind?" He shook his head and shoved another spoonful into my mouth. "I know you do not want me to be near you, so I will not bother you, but you must stay out of trouble because I will not always be there to save you." I wanted to tell him that I wanted him ne
LAIKA I woke up from a dream with Alpha Khalid in it. I let out a cry as I jerked up, but muscular arms encircled me quickly and pulled me into a comforting embrace. It took me a few seconds to remember that I had slept in Alpha Karim's tent. The dream was so real, and it peaked my insecuri
This dress was a rag indeed. Madam Theresa had loosened the band, and it had too many holes that I stitched together, making it as shapeless as anything, but it was still my most comfortable dress. I do not know if my attachment to the dress was because it is my oldest belonging. I hated to discard