KristoffI was restless, sitting alone in my room, staring blankly at the window and thinking about my beloved Ari. I had been observing her from a distance, unable to touch or talk to her. I missed her warm embrace.Our current situation only fueled the deep longing that I felt for her. I was devastated, realizing that she was near me yet too far for me to grasp. My love was within reach, yet I never had a chance to be with her. I punched the wall near me, unable to understand the complicated things about our love."Why does it have to be this way?" I asked the wind, but, as expected, I got no answer.Despite the divine connection we had for each other being severed, Ari was still inside my heart. I realized something after she was taken away from me. Love and the divine connection as wolves are two different things. I dwelled in my sweet memories with Ari. Seeing her again, even from a distance, made me feel delighted. I was thankful I could attend the annual slave exam for being th

Ulric"Lord Ulric, it is time to get ready."I grunted in annoyance as the order reached my ears. I tossed my weapon aside, its metallic clatter echoing my displeasure."Why do we need to attend some stupid parties? We are warriors, not clowns," I complained, shooting a defiant look at Ruther, my armsbearer, who had reminded me of the impending social gathering. He just smirked in response. Reluctantly, I complied, my steps heavy as I made my way out of the training ground in a bad mood.Parties never suited my image. I'd rather stay dirty inside the training ground than associate myself with pretentious people who had nothing in mind but gaining favor from the Ironwolf Pack. And yet, I still found myself attending quite a few events as long as it was the Ironwolf himself who would request my presence. I held immense respect for him, and anything he asked of me, regardless of how much I hated it, I would be happy to do.However, his fascination with extravagant parties grated on my ne

AriI woke up to the gentle touch of sunlight on my face, signaling that morning had arrived. The sounds of birds chirping and fellow omegas bustling about filled the air as they prepared for the day ahead. With a sigh, I rose from bed, a heaviness lingering from the tears shed the night before.As I stood before the mirror, I couldn't escape the reflection of my tired eyes, marked by dryness and darkness. The memories of last night's tears flooded back, a consequence of witnessing Kristoff's kiss with my step-sister. I shook my head, attempting to dispel the ache in my heart, and left my room to join the other omegas in the slave quarter's kitchen.However, on my way there, a sudden recollection stopped me in my tracks – my plant. Turning in the opposite direction, I hurried to the secluded spot where I had placed the pot. Surrounded by trees and bushes, the area received just enough sunlight for the plant to thrive. Kneeling beside it, I carefully inspected every leaf, root, and bit

AriMy chest pounded as I followed Lord Ulric and his armsbearer. I couldn't help but wonder why the Jarl’s brother was suddenly interested in me. The commotion earlier didn't paint him in a good light, and honestly, I wanted nothing to do with him. If I had a say, I'd steer clear of him as much as possible.However, being tied to the Ironwolf's clan meant I had to obey his every command, leaving me with no choice and feeling pretty powerless.As expected, my thoughts were more intense than my actions. Negative ideas about the worst-case scenario started creeping in as I followed the other son of the Ironwolf. The fear of the unknown ate at me, and the uncertainties about Lord Ulric's actions stressed me out big time. If only he hadn't been so harsh with Jenna, I would've been fine just doing my job and following his orders.Lord Ulric and Ruther were deep in conversation about something, and I just tagged along, keeping my head down, my heart still racing. As we strolled, my mind sta

AriTurning around, I instantly recognized the voice. It was too familiar; there was no need to see who it was. Seraphina was staring at me with disgust and mockery, launching insults without restraint.“So you do really desire a comfortable life, after all, I see. I can’t blame you.”I despised Seraphina’s words. Understanding her intentions, I decided I wouldn't back down any longer. Fed up with her constant insults and snide remarks, I chose to fight back this time, engaging her in the same game she excelled at.“Come on, Seraphina. I am sure you know how to live like an omega. Who doesn’t want a better life than serving others?”Seraphina clapped her hands in response.“Well done, Ari. At last, you admitted what kind of a woman you really are. I admire your honesty this time. It is only the right choice for you since you lost the chance to be married off to the Jarl. To be honest, I predicted this in my head already. Lord Ulric would be your next target.”I scoffed at how Seraphin