PRESENT TIME — ANNALISA POV."A war is coming, Annalisa. It's only you that can help win that war if only you open your heart. Embrace the red apple and pluck out the golden one. I promise, more fruits will grow on your tree." It was that same old woman again, the one I'd met back in Cessi. She was dressed in a tattered red gown with silvery, unkempt hair. She was blind, staring down at me with cataract eyes. "Pluck out the golden Apple, Annalisa. You have to. If you don't, the devil will win." I was trapped in a dark place, with the only light in the room illuminated on the older woman before me. My heart was beating fast out of fear as I tried backing away from the woman, but I couldn't, I was held down on a spot with an iron grip. The older woman's grip was strong. For a fragile adult she had a titanium grip."Guard your heart against the Devil, Annalisa," she admonished, her grip on me tightening.I winced."The Devil himself dwells among us and you are well acquainted with his p
I continued to scream as the two guards entered into the room with panic written across their faces. The pain I was feeling in my belly felt like a strong menstrual cramp that got progressively more and more intense as time went on. One of the guard helped me steady my movement as I spoke through my pain. "I need a physician. The baby. . .I think it's coming already." "Lord Dhruv needs to be aware of this," one of the guards, the brawny one, told the skinny looking one. "I'll be back," the skinny guard left while the brawny one helped me lay on the bed. He was still panic-stricken as he watched me whirl around in pain on the bed. A loud moan came out of my mouth as I felt my abdomen contract. It wasn't even up to a minute that the skinny guard left, but he soon returned along with Aliya, the physician and for the first time in months I saw Dhruv, standing with a dangerous aura outside the dungeon as he watched me swirl around in pain on the bed. The physician wasn't alone this
It began as a whisper in the air. The once beautiful postcard-perfect night had now become a dome of dark nimbostratus clouds, domineering over the full moon that once hung in the night sky as a mandela. It was obvious what was to come, a heavy rain accompanied by thunder and lightning. As the first electrifying lightning zipped across the sky, the clouds began to cry, starting with a drizzle before gradually augmenting into a heavy downpour. The road that led to the palace of Trinigad was deserted and the sounds of the rain pounding against the tiled floor like a drum could be heard as the hooves of horses rioting against the cobblestone became eminent.The horses were in numbers with werewolves riding on them, headed towards the humongous white-marbled palace that stood at the center of six packs. It was known as the palace of Trinigad. The palace of Trinigad was where the Alpha king, Williams Trinigad, stayed with his family. Alpha king Williams and his forefathers were the only li
One thing I never cared about was what people thought about me. I never bothered to care about people's perception on how I lived my life, I knew whatever they said about me was out of petty jealousy. I had the perfect life, the perfect family, and I carried myself with an horrendous amount of high-esteem — which strung people badly to the point of thinking I was just a spoiled, arrogant, proud princess of the kingdom of Trinigad. A brat who had the world set at the edge of her feet. Well they weren't wrong. . .but that didn't mean they were right either. I was the princess of Trinigad, with the perfect family. My father was a powerful werewolf, probably the most dynamic and congent werewolf in the kingdom. He was Alpha king Benetton. My father was an authoritative man and due to that he was feared by the people he ruled; but I didn't fear him. He was my only family, the one person I loved the most in my entire world. He was my doting father, who gave me everything, even things I ne
Walking next to Alpha Alexander made me feel awkward. He was as quiet as a wasp in one's nose. Since we began the stroll in the beautiful garden he hardly said a word, I couldn't even hear the sound of him breathing. It was like walking beside a zombie, but a quiet thoughtful one. I was a talker, an extrovert, but Alpha Alexander was the opposite. I didn't have a problem with that, I liked my men as cool as a cucumber, and Alpha Alexander happened to have quietudes highlighted in his characteristics.It was spring already, my favorite season, the season the garden had more pop of colors. Ever since I moved into the palace at the age of ten I personally tended to the garden, watered it at least thrice a week, uprooted the weeds and kept it trim. My garden was a piece of my art, the jewel being the nine year old Apple tree, and I loved showing it off. That was one of the reasons I brought Alpha Alexander to it. "Do you like my garden?" I said, clearing the air of awkwardness between us
A truck load of migraines struck me as I opened my eyes, trying to sit upright on the bed. After two attempts I was successful. I looked around my room, it was quiet, no one was in sight — not even the handmaidens. Judging by the sunlight that crept through the window, I could tell it was dawn. I couldn't remember how I'd gotten to my bed, the last thing I could remember was being in the garden with Alpha Alexander. Oh, no. "That douchebag," I mumbled as I remembered snippets of the events that went down between us while we were in the garden. He was a snake and he had revealed to me what his true colors were when he bit my neck. "That bastard."With my hand on my neck, I immediately stood up from my bed and ran towards the direction of the large mirror hung on the wall in my room. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, looking closely at myself, especially my neck. There weren't any bite marks on my neck and I sighed in relief, knowing fully well that my wound could have closed up
It was almost midnight, yet the ballroom was still crowded with well-wishers from the Kingdom of Trinigad and the other four neighboring kingdoms. Some were dancing to the solemn music in the background, some were engaged in conversations, some were feasting on the sumptuous feast prepared by the finest chef in all the land, and a few found pleasure in being onlookers. My father sat amidst the crowd, next to the Alpha kings from other kingdoms. He was full of smiles as he spoke, but his voice was drowned by the music coming from the performers. One of my hands rested on my cheek as I sat close to Alexander. I was now legally tied to him, we had both exchanged rings of eternity at the altar, and it still felt like a nightmare. I couldn't believe I would be spending the rest of my life with someone that didn't love me, with someone that resented my father. We both hadn't said a word to one another as we sat, quietly, receiving gifts from well-wishers. I took my hand from my cheek as th
CHAPTER FIVE. Father's eyes welled with tears as he gave Alexander and I an hour-long marital blessing in front of everyone who had come to witness the wedding. A wedding was meant to be a lady's happiest day, but happiness wasn't even among the rush of feelings I was experiencing. Anger and confusion were the most prominent feelings I felt at that moment. Everything that was happening with Alexander felt like a never ending nightmare, one I wanted to snap out of. Once father finished talking, a thunderous cheer erupted from the crowd as Alexander and I began to make our way out of the ballroom towards the carriage parked outside. The union amongst the crowds at my wedding made me remember the time all five kingdoms were one. The land of werewolves used to be one under the rule of Lycans, until a revolt arose from within werewolves who wanted a change of power. This revolt led to a decade-long war, which eventually led to the creation of all five Kingdoms. The Kingdom of Trinigad, t