As the horses galloped elegantly towards the village, they moved with pride, like they knew an Alpha was on one of them, and maybe this lady that was beside him was his Luna. Perhaps these horses will think so because close to every King there is a queen, but their story was far different from that. Amelia thought about her different story from what she believed the horses might think about as they walked. Amelia wished she could tell the horses; that she came into the city of Helores as a prisoner and the man who captured her rides beside her. What baffled her was that the wicked man, who had left this huge scar on her hand soon became affectionate towards her, and how it increased when he heard of her story. She was not used to being treated nicely by anyone other than her father and her late mother. She began to think about her lovely dad, what she heard about him wasn’t fair, though she still doesn’t believe Turstin, maybe they were just toiling with her heart because this does
Through the path to Amelia's village, she continued to reminisce on how interesting her life was with her father, Amelia felt her world coming to an end, with no light at the end of her tunnel. She was certain that she had passed the light in her tunnel, for what was left in her life was darkness, darkness and darkness. She remembered when she looked at her parents, joking as they clung to each other while laughing hysterically, Amelia believed the whole village could hear them “How did you guys meet she asked?”. Amelia’s father laughed so loud, while her mother was a little bit silent.“Mum, did I ask the wrong question?” Amelia fixed her pitiful gaze on her mother. “No, you didn’t my love” She answered as she placed her hands on Amelia's curly hair. “Let's say, your father was the only good thing that happened entirely in that year” she added“Wow” Her father let out a big sigh“I am curious to know,” the inquisitive Amelia said“How did you like the city of Helores, when you fir
As Turstin rode alongside Amelia, he began to think, if his father had bought the story of Sorren being sick, or why they decided to go out themselves to get the medicine. Turstin couldn't help to think that perhaps his father was rather consumed by the excitement of his evening stroll. The walk has become an important part of his life. After all, it gives him the satisfaction that his wife is by his side whenever he goes around places they use to walk together, sometimes you hear him laughing and chatting with the wind.Turstin knew that his strong father whose name brings fear to everyone that isn’t a werewolf and makes the werewolves feel safe had become the shadow of himself since his mother, Zafira passed away“We have to go through the Murky forest,” Turstin said as he looked towards Amelia who was far-fetched in her thoughts. “Why is that?” she asked. There was a clear presence of sadness deep in her eyes.“The herbs, remember?” answered, raising his eyebrows. Lowering her he
The surprised Turstin couldn't believe his eyes. This can’t be, there is no possible way that woman could have made it back and beat us to the town, we are on horses and she went the opposite way. Turstin thought how he was right about the improper coincidence of that old woman being in that village. He looked at Amelia and it was clear she was quizzing with her mind also. “Hey, Lady,” he said. She looked at him, straight into his eyes, wondering why he had called her that way. The old lady looked back at Amelia and hugged “I am sorry for your loss” she said, as she began to sob alongside Amelia. Turstin knew that Amelia was consumed by her need to see her father and his final resting place, but he was not going to let his curiosity go to bed. “Hey” he repeated. The old lady looked at Turstin again with an unapologetic sigh “What?” was all she said.“Have you gone out of the town today?” he asked.“No, why are you asking?” she answered.“I have been at home all day, why are you aski
Maria, the Olga was impressed with her act. For a very long time, she had a plan to make the life of the Alpha werewolf terrible. The leader of the army that had wiped away her entire generation. It happened a couple of years ago. There was a rumour that the witches, that lived in the large Murky forest were instrumental in the death of Zafira the magnificent Luna that happened a couple of years ago. The witches had laughed about it, not because they took part in the act of killing the Luna but because they knew the species that did so. Maria was sitting in front of her mother, with her head in between her thighs of the mother when she decided to speak to her mother about the trending topic that circulated in the forest where they reside"Momma, what if the witches were the ones that killed Luna? What will be our outcome?" She asked as her mother continued to plait cornrows on Maria's hair "Since before you were given birth too. There has been a battle of power between the two elep
Seeing her at the edge of the water, made Turstin wonder about the excruciating pain that she was going through, this scene made him remember his mother’s death also. “Oh mother, I miss you so much,” he thought to himself. Turstin remembered, the days when his world could seem so narrow, she will tell him the right words to snap him out of it. Whenever he was afraid, she said the things that gave him back his courage. Turstin consoled himself, with his mother dinning with the moon goddess in the palace of Gold, but deep down he wished she was here to see what he had become, the Alpha, the great sage to be. If only he could meet his mate soon, she has to be close, Adelard is right on his tail. Turstin knew that he couldn’t let his brother be the next great sage because what their father had struggled for might go to waste for Adelard was wreckless and the faith of this mighty kingdom cannot rest on his shoulder. Though he was known as a great warrior, Adelard was also known to be evil
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.