Luna's Pov
"What is she doing here?" Blaire scowled as soon as we arrived before them, her eyes glowing with anger as she did not even bother with trying to hide her displeasure. "Come on, B! Be nice, will you?" Jamil chastised softly but that word was obviously alien to her as her expression grew even darker. She turned her gaze to me as her eyes seemed to bore a hole right through me. "I warned you to stay away from me, didn't I?" Her voice was haughty in a way that reminded me of "The Haven." I inhaled sharply as I forced myself to take my eyes off her and focus on the ground before me. That drew my attention to the area as I found out it was a garden or something of the sort at least in the middle of which we were standing right now. Taking a peek at the door from which I had just come, I saw two patches of beautiful blooming plants that served as the pathway. These went round in a wide circle in the midst of which sat the tree and the benches. On further inspection, I saw that there were four rows of flowers which stood in the midst of the wider circle placed in a way that made them unobstrusive. Two came before the tree and two after it, each of a different kind. One row consisted entirely of red flowers, another of white, a third bloom of pink and a fourth that was strange in relation to the others and at the same time breathtakingly beautiful. Unlike the others that had no less than a couple of stalks per row, this one was a single plant that had four different flowers growing from it. A red, white and pink grew from the body while the fourth, a blue one sat atop it like a crown. I was so taken by the beauty of this plant that I didn't realize Blaire had been speaking to me. "You deaf or something?" Her irked voice broke into my thoughts as I turned to meet her eyes wondering what she was talking about. "You know what? I take that back. You are dumb, not deaf." She snapped. "Come on, Blaire, give her a break." Jamil muttered helplessly, his voice evidencing that he had been through this before and was not ready to bear the strain again. "Come on, Luna, we should go for the tour before the sun gets too hot. We will meet you at breakfast." Jamil called over his shoulder as he pulled me along. Blaire mumbled something I could not hear but I had a pretty good idea about a dozen things she could have said. None of them sounded tempting. "Don't mind Blaire. She is only worried about Indrik." He said, breaking the silence that had settles between us. "Make the girl that whipped him and sent him to the dungeon pay. Makes sense." I snapped and at the next moment clamped down on my tongue. Jamil chuckled. "She just needs someone to blame, that's all. See, the thing is, Blaire has been close to Indrik from day one. Well, she has been to all three of us of course but with Indrik, I feel she has a subconscious need to protect him because unlike the rest of us, he cannot defend himself because, well..." He shrugged. "My point is she is angry at you because she feels Indrik is suffering because of you. You don't have to take it to mind though. I am sure that once Indrik is back out, she would start to warm up to you. Maybe then, you will get to meet the real Blaire. That Blaire would blow you off your feet without a doubt." "I think this Blaire would blow me to smithereens just as quickly." I mumbled. I couldn't help feeling slightly angry at his words. So, she was the one who had the right to be angry? How about me who had been bought like a commodity and brought all the way here? I didn't have the right to be angry because, what? I am a slave? Jamil chuckled. "Come along then! We have a lot to see." "This!" He pointed to a white tall building that I recognized from the day before, "is the palace of the Druid Peak Pack which, I should add, is not only used to pronounce judgements." He winked and despite myself, I couldn't help a small smile. I looked up and noticed, sitting above the huge brown door an insignia of a golden wolf standing at the edge of a cliff. Behind it was a full moon which seemed to be looking down on it with approval. Staring at this image brought back memories. Memories that got me staring at the palace for what must have been longer than normal because Jamil had to tap me on the shoulder. "Are you okay?" He questioned, his eyes twinkling with concern. I nodded as I tried to regain my balance. He continued when he saw that he had my attention. "To the right side of the palace is what used to be..." He paused, his eyes clouding over as he seemed to be debating within himself. He finally got a grip of himself and continued, "it now serves as living quarters for the two sons of the Alpha as well as Blaire, Ulo and myself. Long story. Leon and Indrik have stopped using their rooms. Another long story. We should continue." He beckoned as he turned and started to walk away. I could see that there was a lot he wasn't telling me but what did I care? I would be out of here about as quickly as he could show me the exit. For some reason though, I could not swallow my curiosity. "What about that one?" I pointed to the small cottage building that was the smallest of the trio. He turned and I just knew from the look in his eyes that I wouldn't be getting any answers. His voice sounded tiny when he spoke. "We should get going. We wouldn't want to spend all day on the tour."Luna's Pov "And there is the entrance to our pack." I could barely contain my excitement as I stared at the huge golden gates that looked on the top of a hill. The gates that were the key to my freedom. I imagined running up and out of this cursed place but his next words dashed my hopes completely. "It always remains closed unless we have urgent business to attend to outside. That is to prevent outsiders from finding this place." "You mean to say you have no dealings with the outside world? Like you don't trade or..." I let my words hang in the air between us. He chuckled. "Of course, we do. There are trade routes." I waited for him to say more but it soon became obvious that was all he was going to say. I gritted my teeth as the gates that had looked so pleasing to me just a moment before now seemed like an evil machination intended to keep me bound in here forever. The gates stood atop a hill. A design that was as strange as it was effective. Strange because most of the te
Luna's PovI turned to look at the man who had spoken. I recognized him instantly from his role in passing judgement on us. Just like the first time, he was sitting down which prevented me from seeing just how tall he was. He still seemed pretty intimidating though as his eyes blazed, commanding respect. I remained at the door from where I had been admiring the room but even from here, I could feel his displeasure washing over me in waves. I shuddered subconsciously as I noticed that not only his but all the eyes in the room were focused on me. Us, I had forgotten Jamil was still standing beside me until he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the room. We arrived before the Beta at the head seat and following Jamil's lead, I bowed. "You are late." Up close, his voice sounded deeper and more intimidating. "You didn't tell her that we do not condone lateness here?" He asked and I raised my head a little bit only to return to my former position when I saw that Jamil was still bowing. "I
Luna's PovIf there was anything worse than serving people who hated your guts, it was eating with them. Knowing that malicious eyes are following your every move is a sure recipe for a loss of appetite. I managed to force down some food which went to sit at the bottom of my belly like a couple of bricks. After that, I just turned the food in my plate, my cheek propped on the other hand as I stared at it like I was looking for something that was embedded deep within it. "Ahem!" I was pulled out of my revelries by the Beta clearing his throat. I looked up at him, blinking as I tried to come back to the present. "Breakfast is over. You all can leave now." My heart soared with joy as I rose to my feet, the chair skittering noisily. Great! Another reason to make them hate me more. Already, I could see them pinning their gazes on me as if to say, "we get the point. You are dumb. Now, could you stop making it so obvious?" "Not you!" My heart plummeted to the bottom of my belly about as fa
Luna's PovOutside the tall rooms and passageways of the palace, the world looked large, golden and endless under the touch of glowing sunlight. Or perhaps, it was just my happiness at being free that was tainting my vision. Outside the palace, the courtyard sprawled before me, all a glowing shade of white. Apart from the three main buildings that took main focus in the palace, there were a couple other buildings on the other end of the enormous courtyard. Smaller and less impressive but beautiful nonetheless. Most were honorary buildings, only ever used when some guests visited, Jamil would not tell me who. Others though were used by the part of the army that was not stationed at the borders, a fancy term for palace guards really. "I see you are finally out and would you look at that. You are in one piece!" My eyes widened as I wheeled into Jamil who seemed to have materialized out of nowhere. "What are you doing here?" I hissed breathlessly, the breath knocked out of my lungs from
Blaire's PovI was sitting in my favorite spot in our hangout spot. A swing that was made with a log of wood with two long ropes running out of both sides of it which were tied to one of the tree's sturdy branches. I sat on it, gently swaying it back and forth, my eyes seeing nothing as I wandered in the world of thoughts and worries. I still could not get the horrible condition Indrik was in out of my head. "There you are!" A voice that sounded like it was coming from somewhere deep within the tree called. I was slow to respond, partly because I was still lost in thought and partly because I did not want to speak to the owner of the voice. "Scoot!" He ordered but I ignored him, treating him like he wasn't present. "Hey!" He called again, snapping his fingers before my face. Seeing that there was no way I could send him off with the silent treatment, I stopped the swing and gave him the coldest look I could muster. "Have you seen Ulo around? I couldn't find him in his room." Jamil
Author's PovBeta Green wandered around the dining room long after the girl had left. First, he stood behind Indrik's chair, then got into his seat, then walked round to the other end of the room, pondering his discussion with the girl. He stroked his cheeks over and over as he wondered what he was missing. Indrik might be impulsive but he was not crazy. There was no way he would just choose to bring a random girl into the pack unless there was a reason. That was what he had to find out.He recalled the time he had asked her the reason why Indrik had brought her. She had told him she didn't know but before that, there had been a slight hesitation which was more than enough to confirm his suspicion."Beta Green?"He turned around as fast as lightning, having been startled out of his wits. The new arrival was lucky to not be within arm's reach or he would have hit her when he spun. "Gamma Victoria!" He sighed when he finally recovered from his shock. "My gosh, you startled me." He exhal
Indrik's Pov"Hey, dirt bag! You think you are better than everyone else that is in here, don't you?" A voice yelled from far up the row of cells. It was soon lost in the crowd of voices that cried in its wake."Don't waste your breath on the fool. Let's see if he is still going to be so cocky when we tell the guards about the romance he has going on when they are not looking." Another voice growled, the voice echoing so much that I could not figure out exactly where it came from. Again, murmurs rose in the corridor."That is the problem with all of these royal dogs. They think they are superior to the rest of us. Damned imperial piece of shit." A voice cursed from somewhere close by."Wait, royal? That can't be true. Whatever would a royal be doing here?" Another voice questioned."You had better believe it. That girl from earlier? I would recognize her anywhere. She is the daughter of the Gamma. And this moron here, I heard her call him Indrik, is the son of the Alpha. Little spoilt
Blaire's Pov"You are still here?" A familiar voice interrupted my thoughts and I raised my head. I feel disoriented as I look around, trying to figure out where I am. I am still sitting in the swing, with it swaying back and forth. Looking up at the sky, I realize that the sun is sinking into the sky in a brilliant mix of colours very quickly. I turn my eyes to the owner of the voice but am unable to see the face very clearly. Still feeling very lost and confused, I peel my eyes off the person and focus them on my laps. "Tell me you left earlier and came back." Jamil exclaimed then whistled as he came closer and picked some leaves out of my hair. "No, you did not. Did you turn into a tree for a while then?" My eyes finally clear as they settle on him. My eyes fill with tears as I recall what I had just seen."Hey! Hey! Are you okay?" Jamil questioned, alarmed at the tear drop that rolled down my face. He covered the distance between the door where he is still standing and the swing