Julius let go of Arlen after the deed was done. For a period the omega could not lift his head. He could not bring himself to look at the disappointment and the shock breathing on his husband's face. Arlen didn’t have the leisure to think of why Julius would betray him like this or how he was able to use pheromones. All that mattered was Luca’s broken gaze. But Julius was not done. He showed what he was capable of, casting a spell of death. A dark smoke would seep into the room rapidly, wanting to steal Luca’s air. In the blackness were bodiless spirits, whispering at their Master's command. Immediately it surrounds Luca, the sound of his fortified blade pierces through. Luca was fighting air in a room and he did so amidst this turmoil inflicted upon him. "That's enough,” a groggy and tired voice called the darkness to order. With a heave, Arlen absorbed the fog, clearing it out in seconds. What Luca witnessed afterwards was his mate’s dull pupils glowing red. It was t
When Arlen found the strength to open his eyes, there was a familiar face beside him and a warm towel over his forehead. As a tear ran down his face, a handkerchief quickly dabbed it dry. Arlen had fallen into a deep sleep for days. He had no idea what day or time it was."Master Arlen. My Arlen." Julius' voice was as Arlen remembered it, understanding and full of concern. But this was not his Julius. His friend would not hurt him this way. Another teardrop rolled down Arlen's cheek. Soon, the handkerchief became soaked and was replaced by a thumb."I know you're hurt and confused, but I did what I must to stop you from making more mistakes," Julius said.Arlen turned his head to the side, just peering at his servant. Occasionally, the tears would fall, but he said nothing."You mean everything to me, Arlen, which is why I must protect you." Julius lowered his eyes briefly. He suddenly smiled out of the blue, beaming with newfound excitement. "Do you know where we are, Arlen? Can you
IngramArlen was woken by the birds chirping outside. The cotton blankets slid off his chest as he sat up. His face was pale, but the headache and fever were gone. Arlen climbed out of bed, walking toward the huge window. He recognized his surroundings by the pavilion outside and the garden surrounding it.All these years, he believed he had forgotten what his old room looked like. Arlen was confused. Why would Julius bring him to Ingram if he had a hand in his uncle's disappearance? Nonetheless, he had to be careful of the beta."You're awake?" Julius walked up to him and bowed respectfully. "You're still not going to talk to me?"Arlen: "...""Arlen, this behaviour toward me is so unfair. Do you have any idea how much I suffered thinking that you were dead?" Julius ranted bitterly. He had waited too long to have this moment stolen by thoughts of Luca Beaumont. "I did what you wanted; I acted in your place at the expense of my life. You abandoned me when you could have come home. Di
IngramArlen sat in bed, his legs crossed in the lotus position. There was little he could do to minimize his suffering.Every day, Julius came around to help him get ready. Although Arlen did not allow him to supervise bath times like before, he couldn't stop his friend from choosing clothes or combing his hair. It was his little way of being considerate towards his beloved friend.Arlen had too much time on his hands to reflect on how unlucky he had been in this lifetime. The question of whether he would be himself again hung in the air. Tired, the omega searched for his spirit weapon to empty his mind with darkness.There was something about sad songs that comforted the broken... It persuaded the mind to treat heartache like a normal phenomenon. That it was okay to be upset. Arlen fell on old odes to cover this pain burrowing into his heart.Arlen’s P.O.V.Can I go back to the day we met? Is it possible to take a trip to the day you took me? I should have made it impossible to catc
It was a brand new day. The sky was clear, and the wind was favourable. It seemed like nothing could go wrong... except it did.A flock of dark birds blotted out the sun with their feathers and shrill noises. They spread throughout the Kingdoms of Slora, feasting on the cruel and the innocent. The scene frightened many into their rooms and shops, but when the sun set, the real terror began. Corpses crawled out of their tombs, awakened by a sinister command. And their goal was to destroy any signs of life.It was the highest scale of necromancy Slora had ever witnessed since Pandora's reign. Hell had been unleashed.Cloverdale saw the likes of beasts and unclean spirits chasing people in broad daylight. At the same time, Sutcliffe was plagued by soul-snatching demons. Damaris had their hands full; floods caused by sea monsters wreaked havoc. Many people were lost. Nowhere was safe, nowhere at all.A distress signal was sent to all the great kingdoms and clans. Soon, many of the smaller
Coverdale. The second prince of the Ajax clan agreed to meet Rufus at a secret place in town. He never imagined that Luca would be there as well. "What!" David did not want to jump into the fire. "Going to Ingram? But why me? Isn't Luca the man Arlen admires?" "His Royal Highness here dumped your friend the second he learned the truth. Isn't Arlen your best friend? Stop cowering and come with us," Rufus said, visibly scowling at Luca. He would have made the journey to Ingram alone if it were up to him. It was Ari who insisted that he take Luca along. Thus the need for a third wheel- to ensure he did not commit murder on the way there. "How dare you!" David built up the courage to slap Luca on the back. Luca let it slide. These days, it had become the norm for people to hit him because of his mate. "David Conri Ajax, are you coming or not?" Rufus was impatient. "I...I have to tell Zavian first." David chuckled nervously. "Your brother will alert the others," Luca object
Agnor, Sutcliffe, Beaumont, Ajax, Loughty, Braddock. These were the households ruling the six great kingdoms in Slora. Headed by some of the most muscular werewolves to walk the land, the clans lived in harmony, feared and revered by all. When famine and a mysterious disease break out, everyone- be it a beastman, a unique or an ordinary person, is at risk of being taken by the icy hands of death. The Braddocks, regarded as the weakest amongst the six great packs, rose above all and sailed through the crisis like it never took place. However, that success brought about unsavoury suspicions. Rumours about their leader using dark magic to grow his kingdom diffused into the air until it no longer became hearsay. At the tiniest hint of proof, all but the house of Loughty schemed and attacked a family, accusing them of causing the deadly plague. Caeser Braddock stood his ground, but his wife did not survive the ordeal, leaving behind an eight-year-old yet to present. Heartbroken, the wid
"Arlen." Ari's voice echoes through the room until her figure comes into view. Setting the basket on the table, she approaches the person lying on his belly, stripped of his upper garment. Julius placed another hot towel on Arlen's back and stepped aside. Ari was the elder of the Loughty siblings. Her calm and loving nature was compared to no other. As an omega, Ari loved caring for the people around her, especially Arlen. She was his biggest weapon against Rufus. "Sister." Arlen conjures an ugly cry when Ari feels his forehead. "Arlen, you shouldn't have snuck out...and swimming? You could have gotten hurt," she said. Ari removes the towel and dips it back into warm water. After a couple of squeezes, she lays it on Arlen's waistline. "Auch! Rufus punished me for nearly two hours," Arlen said. "Rufus does so because he cares. You should have seen how distraught he was when he discovered you were not home." "Hmph!" Arlen grunts. It's not that he was oblivious; he was only playing