I slowly opened my eyes.The world around me felt unfamiliar but the face hovering above mine was one I knew too well. Now even if I lost all my memory and forgot the people I once knew, I did not think I could ever forget Roseline. This type of betrayal could never be gotten over. Roseline's eyes widened as she saw me gazing at her and we stared each other down for a while before she stepped away from my bed in shock. She glanced at the door and then the window probably contemplating whether to kill me or run away. I opened my mouth to speak in order to stall for time but no sound came out. Was this simply a bad dream? At that moment, it seemed she decided to kill me. She moved menacingly towards my bed, syringe in hand. I tried to sit up on bed but my body was sore all over and I could barely lift a limb. I was usually one with a speedy recovery rate but I guess there's only so much a wolf can handle. I tried to scream but no words came out. It was then I noticed that the persis
It felt surreal.The obstetrician had come out earlier to tell me that Ariel was going into labor and now, some hours later, he was back again to deliver the news that I was now a father. Of twins. Nobody had expected that Ariel was pregnant with twins and even the scan had not caught that. It was a miracle indeed and in this difficult time, a miracle was well appreciated. "Can I go in now?" I asked. I was excited but at the same time, I was anxious. It was my first time being a father and I was desperate to do a good job. He smiled and before he even nodded, I had rushed into the room. Ariel was lying in bed, smiling up at the nurses who carried the babies. I stopped at the door for a moment, unsure what to do. "Your Grace." The head nurse said to me. She was smiling and holding out the baby to me. I approached with caution. I had never carried a baby in my entire life and this one seemed so delicate, so tiny that I feared it would slip and the baby would fall. "He's cute." "He
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Everything suddenly made sense as Roseline was hurled away,her co conspirators were dragged along with her, Juliet was back and Ariel was now a mother. I wanted to book us a holiday trip to get away from everything we have been through for the past months up until Ariel put to birth and I knew that if I waited till Ariel gave her go ahead, she would never let us travel out and enjoy a real honeymoon, so I didn't bother asking her. "Sean" I said casually at my beta, his eyes already twinkling with mischief. "Yes, Xavier?" He asked. "What would you say if I left you in charge for a little while?" I asked him and I could tell how wide his eyes grew. His lips were about to form words. Words that I knew would be in opposition to what I was already proposing. "You can't say no and, Ariel and I need to have a proper honeymoon," I said to him and that made his lips clamp shut, his smile broadened. "You're right actually and it would be unfair to refuse you," he said. " Not to mention
There was only silence as we stared at each other. Alpha Axel sat across me never once breaking eye contact. His attire for today was not so complicated as every other day. It was a simple big shirt and a dark pair of pants. His brown hair was also left untouched and his hazel brown eyes sat perfectly on his face. Staring at him like this sometimes felt like looking into a mirror. I could see all the features I inherited from him. The only difference was that he was older and I was younger. I also developed the habit of reading his emotions through his facial expressions. Which was exactly what I was doing now. As much as he tried to hide his true emotions; I could see right through him. He was nervous. Which felt strange since my father was not someone to be nervous about. He ordered out his wishes and they got fulfilled. “Have a drink, Xavier,” he broke the silence with his thick voice. He gestured at the glass of wine that was placed on the coffee table between us. It was red
I stared at both my parents in disbelief. I looked at my father who stood there with an expression as strong as liquor. With eyes as blue as the sky and hair as blond as his skin. To my mother who had skin as brown as creamed coffee and eyes as gray as dark clouds. They seemed to be in their right senses or at least my mother seemed alright with her well-matched clothes which had been pressed to perfection. No crazy person would look that posh. “Did they threaten you? Are they blackmailing you?” I demanded. “Ariel, I made an alliance with the King of the North and I have to keep it,” my father responded. This conversation wasn't supposed to have dragged out this long but disbelief held me by my hair. My frown must have deepened in a way my mother said made me look like a withered prune. “At my own expense?” I demanded and I felt my voice breaking. “I cannot marry a total stranger. I cannot marry a man I do not love. I cannot even see myself doing it,” I protested. Pitifully mi
I gritted my teeth in anger as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The princess had struck again. Wasn't it enough that her parents were the ones to inherit the throne? Wasn't it enough that she got to live the luxury that I was supposed to live? Now she had gotten herself another luxury. She was to marry the Prince of the North! I violently pushed every beauty products and jewelry that were on my table with my right hand and they all went crashing into the ground. My anger did not subside. It only intensified. My body vibrated with every intake of breath. My eyes had switched from blue to orange. I felt a strong emotion burning in my throat and it took every ounce of power from me to stop myself from waltzing into Ariel's room and bashing her to death myself! "What a crybaby she is! She would have ended up with her useless and lowlife warrior boyfriend. He is a peasant for all I care and I was happy about that. At least, she did not get to have a perfect lover but no! Everyt
I stared blankly at my disheveled reflection in the mirror. As hard as I tried to smile, I just couldn't bring myself to. I only ended up stretching my lips until it felt like they would fall apart. From the mirror, I could see Asher staring at me expressionlessly. I wondered what he was thinking. "Say something, will you?" I snapped. I could not help the anger I felt; at the world, at my parents, at myself. I was projecting my anger and fear on him and that made me feel even worse. "So you're getting married." He blurted out in a hoarse voice. No shit, Sherlock. I forced down the sarcasm and focused my eyes on his face. The look of disbelief was evident there. I felt that way too. Between me and Asher, there hadn't been any pretense– we loved each other and we knew we wanted to get married. We had not in any way bargained for this plot twist. I stepped towards him and took his clenched fists in mine. His fingers had gone cold and I could feel a slight tremble in his hands. "