A/N: This chapter contains adult content. Please skip if you're below 18 years.As per Cara’s instructions, I had to stay and keep serving the alpha until he finished his breakfast. As I stood there, I tried to muster up the courage to confront him like I had planned before, but I chickened out every time I tried to open my mouth. I decided to leave it for another time.I thought lunch would go as quietly as breakfast had done but I was very wrong. When Cara and I reached the unit, there were two women in the living room. The alpha was nowhere to be seen, but the women seemed quite comfortable. Cara greeted them but they did not bother to reply so we focused on setting the table.“Who are they?”“Sandy and Kelly, they’re from Black Water pack. They’re the gamma’s daughters. The blonde one is Kelly, and the brunette is Sandy.”“Do you think they’re here for an official meeting?” I asked Cara. “Official?” Cara scoffed. “I don’t think so. If yesterday didn’t show you how things work aro

I was seated on a beautiful throne, smiling and waving at the crowd gathered before me. Jamila was walking towards me, with a beautiful golden crown. The cheering from the crowd became louder as she drew closer to me. My smile widened as Jamila lowered the crown to my head. There was more cheering from the crowd. Leaving the crown on my head, Jamila withdrew her hands and stood near me. That’s when the crown started moving, burrowing deep into my hair. The lower end seemed to grow spikes that started sinking into my head. The pain was immense, and I screamed out. The crowd had now gone wild, cheering and chanting at the same time. I lifted my hands and tried to pull the crown out of my scalp, but it was all in vain. Instead blood ran down my head and tainted my hands. I screamed and tried to yank it harder but it just kept burrowing, going deeper. Suddenly, I was awake, panting as my heart pounded against my ribcage. My breaths were coming out in puffs. I sat up, feeling relied. It

Ridian’s POVOnce upon a time, a terrified, emaciated young woman stumbled into the Blackmoon pack’s territory. The young woman’s clothes were in tatters and she was incoherent. She may have been killed, but lucky for her, I was inspecting the pack’s boundaries. I instructed my warriors to take her to the pack house where she was cleaned up and allowed to rest. It took two days for her to return into normal functioning. Once she was able to speak properly, she was taken to the alpha for interrogation.The young woman had quite the story to tell. Her whole pack had been vanquished by a group of rogues a few weeks back and she had been wandering around the woods, not knowing where to go and running away from the said rogues. She had come across other pack territories but had been driven away because they thought she was an evil scheming rogue. She was indeed lucky to be accepted into the Blackmoon pack. In the beginning, I did not spend much time with her because I was busy and did not

Cilla’s POVWhen Ridian left the pack for ‘work issues’ that were not specified, I thought I would get to rest but worse times lay ahead for me. I was reassigned to the other members of Ridian’s immediate family. The family was led by Elizabeth Jamison who had given birth to Ridian Jamison who was 28 years old, Brody Jamison, 26, Camilla Jamison, 24 and a ten year old Erica. The alpha may have been bad, but each of these people seemed to be worse. It was clear the apples did not fall far from the tree.Elizabeth Jamison stood by, watching me as I scrubbed the floor for the umpteenth time. I had been cleaning the floor in her unit for over an hour. Her daughter kept running out to play in the mud and returning with dirty shoes which made the floor dirty. Even when I had passed that particular part, Elizabeth made me return and clean it all over again. She did not even bother scolding her spawn. It was like she enjoyed seeing me suffering. How much bitterness did one have to have in o

Ridian’s POVSamantha feigned some sort of understanding before excusing herself and leaving. I was relieved that she was gone. Suddenly, the world was quieter. I had been scared of the quiet but it actually calmed me down. I began to feel better, and realised it was all I actually wanted. I wanted peace; I thought it was only inner peace, but clearly external peace was important as well.After a cold shower, I lay on the bed. The peace soon disappeared and was replaced by certain restlessness. All the negative thoughts I had repressed started to pour back vigorously. I hated being uncomfortable when away from home. I realised I needed to go home where I could do whatever I wanted without worrying so much about what others thought. They were my subjects, after all. I leapt out of bed and put on my clothes before heading back to the party room.Kane was dancing with his mate but he looked absolutely stoned. I made my way through a bunch of sweaty and smelly bodies. Kane stumbled again