HAERA When Alan, the Alpha prince’s supposed beta, turned the door knob to open the door and light flooded into the room, I expected it to reveal a dark ominous room–possibly with crimson walls and shady paintings as well as a fun eerie lightning of a few candles by a big king-sized bed with a dark and big shadow seated atop the bed. It’s crazy, I know. My imagination has been running wild since I was ordered to go up to the tower to serve the Alpha prince his dinner. But the entirety of my imagination came to a halt and proofed out of my brain just as it settled in it before. I didn’t know I was barely breathing–that my lungs had totally thinned and void of enough air to help me breath well–until I saw what was in the room before me was nothing but a pantry and not the Alpha prince Zachary’s room and I released a loud breath of air that suddenly gushed out. As much as I tried to hide it from the tall and intimidating second in command to the Alpha prince, it was clear that I was sca
HAERAI got it all wrong. Typical me. I assumed things in my head by using the only thing I considered logical but it came right back to bite me in the butt. It was too late because I didn’t need anyone to tell me what just happened. I fell right into a trap no one set but that I didn’t see coming. Alpha prince Zachary is my mate. The cool and collected one who fought his brother who seemed like he carried all the rage in the world upon his shoulders and who I also assumed was the supposed crazy Alpha. The one who was rumored to be crazy. The unmarked child my heart went out for before I even saw him. The one I ran from because I was scared of rejection. And the one I thought I would never see again until I return to my pack. That was the plan. To stay far away from him or anything related to him and return to my pack like it never happened. But of course, nothing ever goes the way I plan or want. The only thing I wasn’t wrong about is the room. A different person than I thought might
Alpha prince Zachary was already standing up an arm lunged for me before I could take another step away from him and dragged me on my arm with it toward the bed almost making me lose my balance and dumping the tray of food to the floor. I clenched my eyes shut and muffled a scream. The hand already held me down to the soft bed The only thing holding body away from mine was the tray I gripped tightly in front of me. Don’t breathe too loud. But I was already breathing so fucking loud enough for my own ears to pick up. But I wasn’t the only one breathing that hard. The only thing that made it different was that other breath was hot on my face. Really hot. He wasn’t breathing. He was fuming. This cannot be good. The room was silent which obviously made it easy for me to be able to hear the harsh breathing of both myself and him as he held me back up against the wall. The close proximity was messing with my senses and it wasn’t even in a good way. Stay two feet away from him. But I was too
I don’t know what stopped me–it was hard to tell, but my bets are on the terrified look in her big brown eyes as she stared at me… somewhat pleadingly. The fear in her eyes was as clear as crystal. I hated it. And how it made me feel. And so I pulled back from tugging on the sash that I knew she purposefully used to hide her face from me. Why she did that didn’t matter at the moment. All that mattered was that my mate was seated right in front of me. Scaring her was the last thing I wanted and considering the way she’s acted towards me the moment she stepped into my room, I knew she must have heard the rumors. I didn’t want to go about, confirming those fears of hers and so I released her from my hold. She backed away immediately. I didn’t make any move to stop her. Rushing to her feet and going back to stand on the stupid red line that separates me from anyone who comes into my room. Her reaction would have hurt if I wasn’t still drowning in my thoughts of whether this was real or no
ZACHARYNormally, I don’t spend more than two minutes eating whatever food is brought to me–breakfast, Lunch, dinner–I just always want to end it as fast as I can so that the smell of a maid’s fear in my room could evaporate and I can be left alone again in the solace of my room. I never even finish eating no matter how tasty the food is. I get disgusted after the second spoon but still push a few more spoons into my mouth and then that’s it. Today, I didn’t know when I finished the entirety of my dinner served to me by mate. I never finish eating the hottest meals yet I shoved the cold one down my throat like it was the most delicious thing ever. I didn’t enjoy the food. No need to lie about that. It was already sour. Cheese and…is definitely not the kind of food you eat cold. What I truly enjoyed was the presence of my mate who was still kneeling dutifully in front of me. Her presence was what made me eat finish the entire sour food. It was the best excuse to have her stay longer be
ZACHARYLuna Hegna has never really being the smiling type. She wears a scowl wherever she goes and it only deepens when she’s looking at something she doesn’t like. Something that makes her blood boil so much that you can see the strained veins of her muscles on the exposed parts of her body. Like the way she has me pinned with a death glare as she stood by the opened door with her hands crossed. Her emerald eyes peeled over the room before landing on me. I was used to that kind of open scrutiny from her eyes. She’d look around my room as if looking out for deadly weapons that could kill her once she takes a step into my room. Sometimes she’d whisper incoherent words that sounds like a chant to ward off curses present in my room. She’s made it obvious a thousand more times that I wasn’t wanted here. And it’s been like that since the very first day I was brought to the Imperial pack by my father. The story is no longer one I need to recount again or even want to think about at all but
HAERAI had two thought out plans when I realized that the Alpha prince Zachary was my mate and that I was backed up into a corner. One, run far away from the tower–from him, as fast as I can once I am able to survive being in the same room with him. Two, kill his Beta when next I see him! I failed to follow through with either of them. The second one being because I was too scared to my wits to even care about looking around for the Alpha Prince’s Beta who missed out on a rule and almost got me punished. I did run out of the tower like my pants were on fire but it wasn’t even because of the reasons I had proposed would make me run like that. It was because of the tall scary looking woman who suddenly showed up by the door and gave me a disdainful look before sending me out of the room. The gold amulet on her neck that blinged past my eyes when I rushed out was enough to tell me who she was and I can swear on my life that Gennora, my head maid has gotten nothing on this woman. The amu
HAERA.Nothing ever really happens without Gennora knowing about it. Especially when it's about me. It's like she has eyes everywhere and ears at every corners. Most of her eyes and ears are actually other maids in the maid quarters who would rather have the favor of Gennora rather than being the center of attraction to her. They are planted amongst us by her and no one ever really knows who they are and so we all try to be careful around each other. I had no friends or anyone who really liked me and so you would think it would be easy for me go escape the eager eyes of Gennora and her enthusiastic ears. I never really escape them. Bonus points for the fact that most of the maids hate my guts and bully me every chance they get. I never really know why I get bullied other than the fact that the other maids are just sickos, looking for someone else to take out their anger and stress on. Their excuse is always that my face adds to their stress and they'd rather beat me up than take a res