Lucas had arrived about an hour ago, yet he'd not even come up the stairs to see me, I did not know what was wrong with me. But i missed hm. I wanted to see him. To touch him, To kiss him. After my encounter with Sabrina, i was nervous about the rest of the Morreti family. I needed all the cards on the table. Everything i needed to know about my mate's family and their traditions. Why was it such a big deal for Sabrina when she discovered Lucas was yet to mark me. It was rather confusing. However, the last words she said to me make my stomach churn. "You don't deserve my brother Elara Moore. You deserve to die before the thing in your womb sees the light of day.'' The words sounded in my heard like a resilient gong. All my life, i had grown accustomed to threats, insults and words if degradation and heartbreak. Yet, why was it so difficult for me to take this? Was it because i had another person to defend and protect? A helpless person? My child. Her life growing inside me al

I've always heard that mates are able to connect telepathicly. In a way that needs no words or actions. No eye contact necessarily. I always thought it was crap. It did not make sense, and no one ever talked about it. Even the mated wolves. Over time, it is believed that this ability died when the moon godess dissapeared and left a high priestess as a messnger. Alot of things are believed to have been gone when the moon godess went missing. More than a thousand years ago, she walked among the wolves. It was only a century after we were all created. Wolvs began to exist only two thousand years ago. And for a thousand years, the moon godess lived with the wolves and blessed our lands. When she dissapeared, chaos errupted, visions and curses were placed on werewolves and the worst beast known to us came to existence: the lycans. Till date, alot of the information known to us wolves about lycans is speculated. No one has met one and lived to tell the tale. For five hundred years, the

The tension in the room had reached its peak. My confession hung heavy in the air, and Lucas struggled to contain the storm of emotions raging inside him. He had just confessed his undying devotion to me, and in response, I had thrown his world into chaos. “I’m telling you the truth Lucas. This baby is not yours. Trust your instincts. You knew from the start that this baby was not yours. And so did the high priestess. Now I'm coming clean. I mean come on, you’re the great Lycan King, who wouldn’t want to carry your child. I wanted your status, I wanted people to respect me. You were just a pawn in my ga…” "You're lying!" Lucas's voice was filled with desperation, his eyes blazing with a mix of anger and authority. It was as if he refused to accept the harsh reality that I had just painted before him. I knew I was making a mistake. But today, Lucas had to reject me. I needed to find a way. I will not raise my child around him. He is a monster who kills brutally without a second chanc

For two long days, I've been stuck here, my ankles bound to the bed frame, a constant reminder of my helplessness and the damning reality that I could not trust my mate. The room is big and luxurious, but I feel like a prisoner in a gilded cage. More than I’ve ever felt before. My predicament with Lucas had only gotten worse. Not only had he chained me to this bed, but he's not dared show up for two days now. I felt like I was drowning. I was frustrated and angry at him. I should have known that this would blow up in my face. I should have approached this differently. Planned it differently. Lucas is nowhere to be seen, and anger bubbles within me. How could he chain me like this? I have had this time to myself to try and digest what had happened here. Someone well and dead had been brought back by my mate’s blood. There was still much about that that I didn't understand. The mysteries of Lycans continue to unravel every day. Is this why they’ve always been private? Is this why the

A sombre mood arrested the vicinity. We entered the pack house, Lucas fast behind me, barely giving me a moment to breath. He was being overprotective, and while I understood why, I was tired of always feeling like a damsel in distress. "I'm fine.'' I let out as I looked up at him, but he didn't budge. He looked at me like nothing I even said made sense. "Darling, you're lucky I'm not chaining you to the bed right now.'' Everyone heard him, and it make me embarrased because the looks on his men's faces indicared they assumed it was a sexual innuendo. I was mad. I didn't like. But I couldn't argue with Lucas because he would never listen to me when it came to my protection. He was obsessively fond of killing anything that looked at me funny and treating me like property. Alpha Matthew walked at the side of my mate's father, for a moment, they shared a look of recognition before it passed. I thought I'd imagined it, so I simply kept walking. Aurelio, my mate's right hand man, was walki