"Mom! Where are you? Oh goodness, you need to see this!
My face crumpled as soon as I heard my sister Vivian’s loud voice echo on the manor as soon as she stepped inside. I thought I’d have a moment of peace drinking my morning tea, but I guess I’m wrong.Violet, my not-so-kind stepmother, who had taken over since I was three years old and only a year after my mother died from illness, rushed down the stairs. "What is the matter with you, Vivian? Why are you screaming? That is so unladylike of you!"Vivian was grinning from ear to ear when she showed them a fancy white envelope with an intricate design and a familiar crest engraved on it."Guess what this is?" Vivian giddily asked."I have no time for your charades, my dear. Your father needs me upstairs," she seriously said. "What is it?""So, Mom, the Alpha King invited us to the Ealaris Ball, and guess what?""What?""The Alpha heir, Archer Sinclair, will be choosing a lady to be his Luna on that ball! And I am invited! That means I have a chance to be Archer's Luna!" she said with too much excitement.I secretly smirked while trying hard not to laugh at her getting ahead of herself."Really? So, the rumors are true that the Alpha heir is mate-less if they're orchestrating a ball for him again this year?" Aunt Violet asked."Who cares if it's true or not? Archer Sinclair is a catch, Mom. I could just hardly imagine how it is to be his Luna!" she said, pure joy evident on her face."Oh, dear!" my stepmother said, getting interested. "That is such a good news! They really invited you?"Vivian proudly nodded. "Of course, my dear mother! Who do you think they will invite? That plain and ugly sister of mine? She'll just embarrass us! She's even wolf-less!"My heart dropped when my name was added to their conversation. I figured that Vivian didn't realize that I was just nearby and could clearly hear her.But if she knew, she wouldn't care either.Violet giggled. "She doesn't even stand a chance to be picked as his Luna, dear. I mean, look at your sister."And with that, they both laughed. I looked away."You have to look the best, my dear. I will call my dear friend Anastacia later so she can free herself on that day. She has to be the one to do your hair and everything," she said."Yes! Oh, I would love that! Also, how about we go tomorrow to Centreal and shop?" Vivian suggested. "I need new jewelry!""Of course we'll do that!"They both opened the envelope, while I just observed them. Both of their lips were curved upwards until, at some point, their expression turned sour."What the hell?" Vivian exclaimed. I could hear the disgust in her voice. I raised my head and our eyes locked."No way!" she screamed again. She looked at her mother, who was also clearly upset. "There's no way!"My forehead creased."Why are you invited to the ball?" she angrily asked me, as if she really expected me to know the answer."I don't know. Probably because I am also qualified to attend the ball according to them?" I answered with an unsure tone.Vivian rolled her eyes at me. "You? Qualified? You're being delusional, Leila.""I am not, Vivian. I am mate-less and of legal age, so that makes me qualified," I retaliated."So? You think you'll have Archer to yourself?" she pushed."I did not say that.""Mom, look at that witch! Do you hear her?" I almost rolled my eyes at her hysterics. I calmed myself and sipped the remaining tea in my cup. Then I stood up. "Please excuse me, Aunt Violet. I have to go."She raised her eyebrows at me. "And where are you going?""I'm meeting Samantha," I answered.She looked at me like she was judging my whole being and then waved her hand like she was dismissing me. "Go!"I wasted no time and walked away from them. I went outside of our manor and walked the path towards the house of my best friend, Samantha. I am friends with a lot of our kind, but she is my constant. We literally cannot live without each other. After five minutes of walking, I arrived at their manor."I thought you wouldn't show up!" Samantha enveloped me in a warm hug as she greeted me."You know I will. I can't stand staying at home when my arch-nemeses are there," I said, shaking my head. I sat on her bed."What did they do this time?" she asked, and I told her what happened earlier."Oh gosh, those witches!" she said. Her whole face is getting red from being annoyed by her arch nemesis' attitude towards her."What can I do?" I said, helplessly sighing."Attend the ball," she said without batting an eye. "Do it so you could annoy the hell out of those witches. Duh, look at you! You're drop dead gorgeous! You have a higher chance to be noticed by Archer than her!"I leaned back and rested my back on a pillow on the headboard of her bed. I sighed. "You mean, I should launch a war between me and my stepmother and sister?"Samantha chuckled. "Why not so they could see that their insults are useless and that Vivian is not better than you."I shook my head. "I'm not that crazy to do that, Samantha.""Just try," she teased me.I chuckled. "I won't give them satisfaction.""It would be fun," she said. "You will have the satisfaction of seeing their faces. Also, try to approach Archer!""Are you crazy? Why would I do that?" I exclaimed. "I don't even know him personally. What would I say to him?""Anything!"I exhaled and firmly shook my head. "I am not interested in this ball, especially in that Archer Sinclair, Sam.""You're not interested in Archer?" Samantha asked, almost shouting. She's looking at me like I'm impossible. "Are you even for real?"I shook my head up and down. "Yes, I am not. Is there anything wrong with that?"Samantha closed her eyes like she was calming herself and opened them again. "I can't believe you, Leila!""Why?" I nonchalantly asked."I guess I haven't seen Archer yet, am I right?" she asked. I nodded. "Figured. Because if you do, you'll want him for yourself, too.""I don't think so, Sam. I mean, is he that great?" I asked. "I've heard some things about him before, but I don't really care that much. I heard he's scary."Samantha snapped her fingers in front of me. He is, but he's hot! It makes sense that you don't know much about him because he's kind of aloof. He usually wanders on the mountains to patrol and make sure that he's maintaining peace in the kingdom.""He fights the rouges?" I asked. She nodded."He does, and usually alone."I nodded, fully understanding t
For a good moment, I felt as if there was no other relevant thing in this world than the pair of silver eyes I was looking into. I blinked and momentarily looked away, but when I glanced back, the silver eyes remained looking at me.Archer Sinclair.I've never seen him before, but the gut feeling is almost punching me and telling me that it is, indeed, Archer. The heir to the Alpha throne is looking directly at me.Samantha's description of him yesterday appeared on top of my head, and seeing him this close, I affirm that she was accurate.It was getting too crowded when the rouge, who stopped in front of me, decided to try to break free from the sentinels holding him, which resulted in me being thrown to the ground."AHH! It's escaping!" somebody screamed.I looked up, and then I saw him, Archer Sinclair, get off of his car, grab the rouge on its throat, and squeeze it moderately.The rouge's body dropped to the floor and folded as if its energy and power were sucked out of it."ACK!
I watched Archer’s back as he stepped further away from us. There is an unyielding regality that radiates from the way he just carries himself."I can't believe I just talked to Archer Sinclair!" Vivian hysterically murmured beside me, and I saw her fanning herself with her hands in my peripheral view.My eyes, which are still looking ahead, went wide when Archer Sinclair stopped walking, which caused my breathing to momentarily stop too.Slowly, he turned his body and strides in our direction."Oh my gosh, he's coming again! He's coming!" Vivian squealed beside me.I could almost hear the drumming of my heart.I gulped when Archer stopped in front of me. His eyebrows were almost forming a line, and his eyes looked determined."Lord Archer! What can I do for you?" Vivian clasped her hands together as her eyes sparkled at the sight of him.Archer ignored her.I blinked. "Do you need something?""Yes," he confirmed.My mouth formed a circle because of the surprise, but I immediately clo
"Put a pin here, thank you," Anastacia Bellfort, one of the best beauticians in Ealaris, instructed her assistant as she did my sister's hair.I just went down from my room for a glass of water, and I'm shocked but not surprised by all the fuss here in our living room.A whole team is dedicated to making my sister the most beautiful at the ball later. Aunt Violet really went all out.I stayed in my room for hours, doing absolutely nothing but staring at the ceiling, when somebody knocked at my door."Who's—" I was about to get up to open the door, but I stopped when I saw Samantha enter herself. "Oh."Her furrowed eyebrows are scarier than my growling aunt Violet's."Why aren't you ready yet?" she asked, closing my door.I sighed. "You know I can't.""You're the talk of the town these past few days." With her flowing champagne-colored wine dress, she sat on the mattress of my bed. "What happened?""You already know what happened, or else you wouldn't be here," I said as a matter of fa
"We're here," the woman said to me.I stopped walking when I realized where I was standing right now."Why? What's the matter?" she asked. Among all the stories that she told me when we were walking towards here, I can only remember her name: Tatiana."I shouldn't have come here," I murmured, finally realizing what I had done. "I can't be here."I want to knock my head off.Tatiana's face was now etched with confusion. "What do you mean?"I smiled and told her, "Nothing. You can go ahead inside."She eyed me suspiciously. "Are you sure?"I nodded."Well, then..." Tatiana waved at me before she let herself enter the gigantic and enormous entrance of the palace.From here, I could hear the lively music and loud rustles from the inside.I turned around to walk away and go back to our manor, but a smiling face greeted me."Good day, lady. Are you invited to the ball?" He said. He looks like one of the attendants who's assisting the incoming guests."Yes, but—"I couldn't even finish what
What I heard shocked me to the core. It's like I was struck by a thunderbolt; every corner of my system is experiencing waves of electricity."I trust you, mother," Vivian said."Once you go upstairs, I can't help you anymore. You're on your own, and you have to do well or else everything that I did will be futile. You understand, dear?" Aunt Violet sounds scarier than ever.An automatic answer came out of my sister's mouth. "Yes, mother.""Great!" Aunt said, satisfied. "This is our greatest shot to change our lives forever, Vivian. Your father's pack is nice, but we deserve more. We need power for us to climb to the top, and your engagement with Archer Sinclair's going to give that to us.""I understand, mother. I will try to do my best," Vivian assured her mother."Don't just try, dear. Do it. Do whatever it takes."Ever since my father brought Aunt Violet home after my mother died, I knew she was different. Growing up with her ways, I could say that she always craves more. She alwa
I walked towards the side of the wall to see if I was right with my suspicion, and as soon as I saw the broad and muscular back of Archer Sinclair, I proved myself right.There he is, facing the window with his back. He has no upper-body clothes, so they are on full display.And then he turned around to face me with a smirk on his lips. I caught a glimpse of his hard chest and bumpy biceps, along with his small waist."Leila," he called me.I gulped and looked away. I don't think it's appropriate for me to be here in the same room with just the two of us and, moreover, to be looking at him right now when he's in this state."Greetings, Lord Archer. I curtsied at him as my eyes were still wondering around the room but never on him."Finally, you're here," he said."Yes, Lord Archer," I said, although I badly want to say that I shouldn't really be here and my mind is screaming at me that I should go out."Do you know how disappointed I was when I sent the grandest limousine to your mano
Archer Sinclair is kissing me.That thought alone makes me spiral.Archer's hand cupped my face, and he deepened our kiss. His other hand let go of my arms, and it snaked to my waist, and then he pulled me closer to his body so that I could feel his solid chest against mine.For a moment, he lets go of my lips, and we're both drunk on each other's taste. We're both panting and catching our breath as our eyes never let go of each other.With Archer's disheveled hair and his half-closed eyes, he looks freaking unreal. His face looks like it was carved by the gods.I get it now. I see why all the girls want him.He brushed his thumb on my cheeks. "God, Leila.""Shouldn't you be on the ball?" I asked. "Is it alright that you're here?""I don't care about them, Leila. You're here with me. It's all that matters," he whispered in my ear."But you have to find your Luna downstairs," I said to him.Archer smiled at me and pecked at my lips. "I already found her."My heart skipped a beat.I don