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Willow, I opened my eyes, feeling confused. My mind was foggy and disoriented. What is going on? I felt a light headache, but it was fading away quickly. The confusion I felt was unnatural. A few moments ago, I must have been alright to find myself in this condition. I looked around and had a Deja vu feeling. The grainy sand hurt my knees kneeling on the ground; I knelt in the centre, covered in dust, wounds and blood, while the guards surrounded me, half in their beast form, ready to strike. Was I the enemy? I searched my mind for answers but couldn't find any. The environment seemed unfriendly, so I did the only logical thing. I ran. They chased me, and I pushed myself. I was confused. Why was I the enemy? What did I do? Fragments of memories reeled in my mind, but I was too afraid and confused to make sense of them. "Hey!" I heard a voice and some growls. The guards were still chasing me, so I ran faster. I needed to get away as quickly as possible and leave now. I moved fast
Willow. I remained on my knees and swore my loyalty to the alpha, and the moment I was done, the head maid led me to a room allocated to me. People returned to continue their work. As I followed the woman who would soon introduce herself as Ingrid, a bitch and traitor, I planned my next move. I knew Christopher would make a show of the rejection to please his luna. I wasn't going to give them the opportunity to embarrass me like that again. I was given a modest room, the same as before. A single bed, a wooden chair by the only window where I could see the training field and garden, and a desk with another chair for paperwork, if any. The double-door metal locker that would hold nothing but my ugly work clothes stood tall next to the door that led to the bathroom. Luna Aida kept my work clothes ugly for her selfish reason. So while all the servants dressed nicely in lovely A-line skirts and fitted blouses showing their cleavage and curves, my clothes were oversized long dresses, somet
Willow, Christopher held his chest, and I touched mine but remained on my feet. His eyes asked me why but I did not care. He was going to do it to please his Luna anyway, so this was the first step to ending it. "Why?" Christopher linked me, and I knew it was because he did not want his luna to hear. It would have been great to tell him it was because I knew that was what he was going to do, but that would be stupid, so I said the only plausible thing I could think of. "I was late, you are already with someone, and it is clear you love each other. I would not want to come between the two of you or cause any problems between you and her highness," I said, and he was stunned, and I saw he was conflicted. "I accept," he said with difficulty, but the bond did not break completely. We were somehow still tied together, and I wondered why. "We have to do this publicly for everyone to see," Aida said, and Christopher shook his head. "There is no need," he said with difficulty, "she isn't
Willow. I finished in the garden. I noticed the Gamma paid attention to me, and Christopher didn't like it. I pretended not to notice. "See me in my office, Willow, in two hours", I heard Christopher's voice in my head. I did not know what to expect. This was different, but I remained focused on my mission. "Okay, Alpha," I said and walked away. The moment I entered my room, I exhaled. I could not believe how things went out there. He was bothered. The way his men stared at me bothered him, and it made him angry. Was he mad at them or me? I did not do anything wrong. Normally since he is hitched, I should try and find a second chance mate but here he was, being protective of me. "We need to be focused, Willow," Raya said, and I agreed. I was done for the day, so I decided to take a short nap. I woke up feeling pain in my chest. The pain was excruciating and blinding. It was incredible, but I dared not scream. I held my lips together, and tears streamed down my cheeks. They said cry
Willow, I woke up in the middle of the night with a troubled heart. While I thought of the past, specific questions gnawed at my mind. Why was I framed? I wasn't having an affair with Christopher; he did not show me love or interest. Why did Aida hate me so much, and why was Christopher Killed? These were questions I would have to find answers to succeed. Getting Aida and Mark out of Christopher's life was a daunting task that a crybaby good girl would not be able to achieve. I needed to succeed. I did not know what would happen if I succeeded, but I knew what would happen if I failed. I knew Aida wasn't good for him. I also knew he didn't love her. Their marriage was arranged by the werewolf king, and Christopher had to honour it because he was under the monarch. It was a way of the monarch showing he favoured Christopher, but I knew better. Christopher was the strongest werewolf alpha. The only reason he wasn't king was that he wasn't from the royal bloodline. The werewolf king mu
Willow. His scent filled my senses. The emotions were overwhelming. I had loved him in my past life, and I still did. I was never able to have him, and it hurt like hell. I removed the sheets from the bed, and he turned to look at what I was doing. "What do you want to do?" He asked, concerned. "I have to wash it. It has been stained." I said, and he was silent. "Is there anything you want to wash?" I asked him, and he shook his head. I piled up the dirty clothes and cleaned up the room. I made sure I stayed away from the dresser and vanity table. He remained in the room until I finished cleaning. When I was about to leave, he stopped me. "Were you seeing someone before you came here?" he asked me, and I shook my head because I knew I could be honest about that. "It has always been my mother and me. We often rendered herbal treatment services to people, but it had always been us. Our lifestyle did not allow me to date," I said, and he nodded. "Hopefully, you find this place com
Willow I woke up sweating and panting. Fate was making sure I did not forget what happened to me. I relived my execution and judgement in my dream, which did not feel pleasant. It felt like it had just happened, and I had just returned. Feeling the blade fall and everything going dark, the damnation brought back painful memories, and I began to weep. Why did that happen to me? Why didn't I live a normal life? I wept. I was glad that I was ahead of my foes, but the fact that they had won once still broke me. I remembered Christopher lying in his vomit in his office and Aida screaming. I had forgotten his words to me when I served his tea, but my dream had helped me remember. When I served the tea, he told me he would make everything right and that he knew the truth. I did not know what he meant by it, but he looked at me lovingly for the first time, and I had butterflies in my stomach. How could I have forgotten something so beautiful? The trauma had taken over completely. I sat up and
Christopher. Ingrid's words surprised me, but they made some sense. That was the only reason why she was pleading with Aida. I would be mad if this was true because she had put my pack in disarray. I could not go to meetings and train as usual. The three days were hectic, and the news about the loss of the pregnancy was heart-wrenching. I prayed for her sake that Ingrid was lying, but again, Ingrid had tried to frame Willow, someone she shouldn't have an issue with. Only Aida knew Willow was my fated, and that was because I told her. There was a possibility Ingrid was telling the truth. "Speak!" I ordered Ingrid, who had fear in her eyes. "You will allow her to tell more lies?" Aida said, trying to stop me. "Just now, you said you believed her. Why did you switch all of a sudden?" I asked Aida, and she was silent. There was no way this could be done in private because it was already a public show and the pack members deserved an explanation. Ingrid wiped away her tears but remaine