Melnyk continued to pace around the big castle of Helores. He walked aimlessly and had no destination in mind. The only thing that was on his mind was his Luna, Zafira. She had been gone for a while now but Melnyk still grief like she had died a day before. He could recall all that he did the day Luna passed away. He had gotten an emergency meeting in the city of Karak. Melnyk would have asked Zafira to come and accompany him, but he thought about his boys and decided to leave their mother alone. He was done with the meeting when his friend Baku persuaded him to stay for the night. After many tries; he had reluctantly agreed to stay for the night. To Melnyk, the night was long as he and his wolf just had a feeling that something was wrong. In his mind, he could not place what was wrong exactly but heshe had this feeling that something was wrong. As soon as the sun rose from the horizon, Melnyk took a horse from his guards and raced back to the city of Helores with immediate effect.
"Hope it all went well?” a voice said from inside the dark alleyway. It was Cole, his gamma. With a stressed face, Turstin answered“I can’t say for sure” and added “Get me Sorren, tell him to meet me in my chambers”Turstin started to walk back to the castle, alongside Amelia. He thought about how this beautiful creature had got him doing things he thought he will have never done in his adult age, like escorting a lady to immerse her father’s ashes.“By the moon goddess I shall do it all to protect this abandon Lady,” he said out loud. Though reluctant to follow him, they finally made it to his room. Turstin began to take off his armour by its hanger. At first, Amelia stood around as if she was absorbing the enormity and elegance of his room, he knew her father was a carpenter but he had seen where she lived, it was an average home. Amelia headed straight for the bed and laid on it looking at Turstin with all emotional disgust. “Get it over with” She slurred.He was cut by surprise.
The light illuminated his room, it was morning already, and Turstin couldn’t believe what time it was, He sat up on the bed, and rubbed the remnants of the sleep off with his left hand. It was still morning, though he had wished he had woken up earlier. It took a flash for Amelia's thought to hit Turstin as soon as he was fast awake. He stood up from his bed and made his way to the bathroom, his head hurts a bit from the stress from yesterday, he cleaned himself up. Said his prayers to the moon goddess. Wore some fresh clothes, and ended up with his blue coat as he head out into his day.“Morning, my Alpha lord,” A guard in the central hallway said.“Morning. Get me Sorren” Turstin answered without looking at him,“Morning, your majesty” Another set of guards greeted as he walked past them heading straight to the east wing. He couldn’t wait to see Amelia, as he headed towards where she was kept. “Turstin ” Cole called.“Cole” He didn’t even flinch because he was so used to Cole ap
Maria had started to become restless. Where she lived has been visited frequently by someone who she believes to be the great sage alongside another werewolf that she has no idea who he is. The last time they had visited, she wanted to be seen but on second thought she remembered what they had done to her people and they might be here to finish what their son had started. Maria loathed the werewolves for what they had done, all she wanted was her revenge and the only revenge was to destroy the city of Helores. She had cast a spell on the Alpha of Helores, the same man that led the pack that destroyed her home and the Olga witches. The spell that she had placed on the Alpha lord was just the beginning of what she assumed to be the downfall of the Alpha, the spell will continue to grow inside him, destroying him gradually and if he tries to change any human to a werewolf, it will be doom for the whole city of Helores.The day she saw the Alpha and the human in the Murky forest, she was
Time heals all wounds, but leaves an indelible scar with the wound, so does time heal all wounds? Because what is the essence of a healed wound that has a scar at the doorstep? Amelia felt a little lighter and had started to become comfortable in the abode of the Helores castle, though it was once dominated by humans, now it was forbidden for a human to walk into the palace. Yet, destiny has its amazing ways of doing things, because here she was living comfortably in a place where a human wasn't allowed stay. She lay on the only king-sized bed, with memories of the things that happened two months ago. She still had sleepless nights, she still felt like she was a visitor in this place, she was always coming down with a fever, vomiting almost every time, though she had become accustomed to it. She wasn’t ready to see any physician, and for that reason she left her vomiting to be a secret, trying so hard to cover it from anyone even the maids that brought her food.Amelia laid on the so
It's been days since Turstin found out about Amelia’s pregnancy. He still felt like he wanted to kill Adelard and all his goons. But he could now understand why keeping the pregnancy will also be beneficial to him. If Father hears of such an act from Adelard, there might be chaos. But Adelard can fling the story and lovingly claim the child and the lack of witnesses will make the father side with his truth. Turstin believed that the superficial idiot will do so because that will put Adelard ahead of him in the race to become the great sage. Turstin might have the backing but the law of their land is clear. Without a mate, he stood no chance of beating him to it. This is bad on all sides, will Amelia agree to be his mate, or will he force her into it? “I'm not that kind of a person” he dismissed the thought immediately. Something that lingered in his mind was; what happens if she does give birth? They couldn’t hide this colossal thing forever. “Ready when you are, your grace,” Sorr
Amelia, thought about Turstin, knowing that he could be a gentleman when he wants to, she was dumbfounded by the way he handled everything, he acted like the complete opposite of the father's baby. She cowardly wished he was the baby's father, there was no preference with the family history that still makes her dread staying in the palace. Amelia was certain that she would have left the palace if she had another choice, she knew that she will have left if Adelard was not out looking for her. Maybe life will have been different. How will it feel to have a normal life? She asked herself, A normal child? And do all the regular things that normal people do. It will be fascinating, but now here she was dreaming, far from her reality. Amelia felt like her whole ancestors will hate her if truly they were watching her as she dined in the palace that had destroyed their lives or for to think that a positive lining in her life was that she met Turstin ia, knowing fully well that he might switch
Belle walked in happy, her face beamed with love and joy that also gave solace to Amelia’s heart."Thank you for yesterday," she said."There is no problem," Amelia replied and further asked, "How is your mother?""She is fine and feels better, the herbs the physician came back to take from the palace were very effective," She said as she placed the food tray on the stool. "This palace needs a Luna like you," was the last thing Belle said as she walked out of the room. Amelia began to ask herself Will she ever be a Luna? It's good to dream but then, hope sometimes kills a human and she believes that will be the death of her. I am right here hiding in a palace, and everyone I speak to is either a maid or a servant but then it feels good to interact with somebody. What will it mean to be a Luna? How will a mere human lead a pack of wolves? she killed the thought of ever becoming a luna. Amelia thought about Turstin, It's been close to two days since he last visited her. The last time