Within the palace, there was a heavy turmoil, one that left my father restless and snappy. The whole council was against us, and our rulership, especially after the prophecy given by sage Bernadette. The knights were slowly turning their loyalty to my father's beta — Benetton. I knew, without a doubt, that it was only a matter of time before a coup broke out.I laid still on my bed as the moonlight shone through my window, the wind gently flapping the curtains. It was almost the rainy season, the moisture in the air gave that away. As a Lycan, I hated the rain. The rain, rather than a blessing from the moon goddess, was a shackle to we Lycans. We tend to lose two thirds of our power whenever it rains. I held on to a document in my hand, glancing through it with a scowl on my face. The document was a photocopy of the council letter to my father, requesting my father to renounce his position as Alpha king. My father had ceased to say anything regarding the matter. Instead, he had locked
Thirty whole days had passed since the last night I'd seen Alexander. He had promised to come back to the palace with Alphonse to help terminate the pregnancy, yet, he was nowhere to be seen. My mind was in a turbulence as I tried to think of how to get rid of the growing life inside of me. With each day the child lived in me, I dreaded the emotions that would want me to keep it. The palace was in a disarray. Some palace knights had refused to take orders from my father anymore. The prophecy shared by lady Bernadette had traveled across the Kingdom. The people of Trinigad were beginning to call for my father to abdicate his position as Alpha king.There was a whisper in the air as I looked towards my window. The curtains were flapping with the wind. I noticed the once beautiful postcard-perfect night had now become a dome of dark nimbostratus clouds, domineering over the full moon that hung in the night sky as a mandela. It was obvious what was to come, a heavy rain accompanied by th
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