"No!" Hazel's screams resonated through the walls of the midwives' workshop. Against their will, the midwives had lain Hazel on the worktable and had tied her limbs down to the table. One of the midwives took a cloth and started to stuff it into Hazel's mouth to muffle her screams. "Leave her mouth free. I want to listen to her screams," Raglan's cold voice echoed in the room, stopping the midwife. "Please Raglan! You can take my life but let this child live! He is innocent! Please!" Hazel pleaded with Raglan. "I should let the bastard child live?" Raglan chuckled. "I am putting an end to the lives of all the bastards in that family. Including the whore that dared bear him a child," Raglan said with such contempt his face contorted with disgust. Tears spilled down Hazel's face. She couldn't breathe. She knew this was likely going to be her end, but she had hoped she could escape. But she refused to give up on her son. Hazel continued to beg, offering her life in exchange for
There were a ton of things on Hazel's hate list, but the ones topping her charts were witches. She did not have any personal vendetta towards them. It was just that, as a werewolf, one was thought to hate them, and that was without prejudice as witches were always bad news. Witches were the ones who brought on a bad name for paranormal beings. They had a knack for causing and propagating mayhem. This was why when Hazel, on her way to school, she saw her twin sister Maeve sneaking out of the forest where the witches stayed, was almost hysterical with fear. "Maeve! Maeve!!" Hazel called out to her twin sister. Maeve had heard her the first time but did not acknowledge the calls as she cared less about her sister. "Maeve!" Hazel kept on calling. "The bitch!" Maeve cussed under her breath in anger then stopped and slowly turned to look at Hazel with a death's glare. Hazel jogged over to where Maeve was standing at the edge of the forest. "What the hell were you doing inside there
After their imprint, Hazel and Asher hit it off as if they were long-lost friends meeting up after a while. She learned so much about him on the tour, and they both skipped their first two classes as they spent them talking. "Life has not been easy for me in the last three months," Asher confided to Hazel as they sat in the school park talking. "My father died some months back, and I had to come back from Europe to take his place as the Alpha. Fitting into school is the least of my problems right now," Asher added. "Wait! You're the heir to the Red Night clan?" Hazel asked with a tinge of surprise in her green eyes. "Yeah... how do you know?" Asher asked with raised brows. "Oh my God!" Hazel mumbled against her hands that were covering her mouth. She did not know whether she should feel fear or if she should be happy. She was mated to the Alpha of the most powerful and fearsome pack to ever exist. This was a blessing as an affiliation between her pack and the Red night pack w
Maeve had not been able to think clearly ever since Hazel smeared it on her face that she had found her mate. She had been hoping they would both not find a mate by the ceremony. Her father's incessant reminder was not helping either. It wasn't like she could go to the streets and pick herself any male! She couldn't do that. Maeve had really placed all her eggs in one basket. She wished Hazel would not find a mate as well, and they would be even. Hopefully, the elders would understand, and there wouldn't be a need for any of them to be sold —even if deep down she would have preferred Hazel to be the one to be sold. But the fool had gone and gotten a mate, and now she was doomed. What was she going to do? How was she going to escape the ceremony? She tossed and turned on her large purple bed as she thought of how she could escape her doom. Their birthday was only a couple of days away. She had to find a solution as quickly as possible, but what could she do? How could she find
The day of the ceremony came, and Hazel was wild with excitement. It was still early in the morning, but Hazel got off the bed and started preparing for the ceremony. She and Asher had recognized themselves. They even shared a kiss, and the bond was evident as it sizzled between them. She had to worry only about the right dress to wear. For the first time in her life, Hazel didn't let herself worry about Maeve. She had done all she could for her. It was time she focused on herself. She started to plan in her head how she and Asher's joining ceremony would be and how she was going to be the Luna of the most powerful pack. But then her thoughts returned to Maeve. She did not know if Maeve had gotten a mate yet. She had been acting strange for the last few days, and Hazel hoped whatever it was, she had a way to get herself a mate when the ceremony started. Maeve was a pain in the ass but she was still her sister. She did not deserve to be in the hands of Kael –the Alpha of the Wes
Living with Kael had become a nightmare for Hazel. The man was the real definition of a monster. When he dragged her to his kingdom a couple of weeks ago, she thought he was being cruel when he slapped her and asked her to stay quiet but now, she knew that cruel didn't even come close to who he was. The sun was just coming up that fateful morning and Hazel's bleeding heart soiled even further as the rays of the sun filtered through her room. The space was beautiful. The large white bed and soft blue color on the wall was a theme that was represented even on the vanity chair and lounge area. But none of these things made her happy. Only Asher could make her happy. Maeve had done something to him and she had to find a way to convince him or snap him out of whatever it was Maeve did to him. Her eyes diverted from the window to the rattling door. Someone was coming. She involuntarily recoiled unto the bed as she knew only one person came in with such noise —Kael. The door got kicke
'An offer?! From a demon prince?!' Hazel looked on confusedly with her hands still clutching the dagger plunged into her by her beloved.She held onto the dagger as if it was some life source."Don't be afraid," The demon prince said as he sauntered towards her."Where am I?" Hazel said as she took her eyes off of the red eyed phantom walking towards her and gazed around.She was in a place that seemed empty yet filled; she was in perpetual darkness but she was still able to see the phantom before her as clear as day."You're nowhere," The demon prince said with a smile.Hazel tried to let her wolf out but it seemed like there was an emptiness in her as her wolf didn't surface. For the first time in her life, she felt entirely naked and alone.Raglan chuckled, "that is useless, your wolf is dead–died some minutes ago. Its just you now."Hazel just stared mortified at him without saying a word."Take a walk with me," Raglan said in a tender tone as he held out his hand to Hazel.Hazel
As promised, Raglan gave her a new body. No longer was Hazel the green-eyed, raven-haired beauty —she was now a blue-eyed beauty with fiery red hair to match her rage and what she sought after –blood."The first Alpha on the list happens to be an old friend of yours," Raglan said tauntingly."And who is that? " Hazel asked nonchalantly as she was still preoccupied with the recent turn of events.It wasn't every day, you died and met a demon prince."The Alpha of the Wyoming pack," Raglan said with a smile.It was as if a bulb lit up in Hazel's eyes. The moon goddess was definitely in her favor."Turns out I might as well enjoy this," Hazel said happily."I hope you will," Raglan said.Lastly, he handed her a sheath made out of the finest leather.Hazel reached into the sheath and pulled out a dagger."That dagger is pure silver made out of a wolf's bane and angel's breath," Raglan explained.Hazel observed the beautiful weapon. The blade was lined with inscriptions that were of a lang