로그인Kal’s POV (written in 3rd person)“There. I finally said it, didn’t I?” He chuckled without amusement. “That’s what I want to talk about when I told you days ago I wanted to talk about something after Alpha Fionn’s coronation.”“Do you?” Evadne squeaked. Her hand shot to her belly.Kal blinked. “What?”“Do you really mean it?” Her eyes were bright with tears. She hugged me around the neck all of a sudden.“Of course,” he answered softly. “Do you think I’m going to say something without meaning it?”She blinked amid the tears, laughing with delight. But the laughter left and her face darkened again. “Do you believe her?”Kallias shrugged, but he couldn’t deny the possibility yet again. “She claimed she was in the Moonflame Pack during your childhood,” Evadne was saying. “I don’t remember her or her name being part of this pack.”“You weren’t born yet, sweetheart.”Evadne blinked at the pet name. “Sweetheart?” she smiled. But her smile was short-lived just like her laughter once again.
Kal’s POV (written in 3rd person)Evadne gasped and took a step backward, unsure if she heard the right words that escaped from her Alpha King's lips.'You’re just in denial, Kallias!' Elise's words echoed in his ears. Maybe Elise was right, Kallias told himself. 'But maybe I was also a coward for not believing Evadne and her three words.'Evadne's three words, also known as her 'I love you', have haunted Kallias to the point that he realized he’s falling for her too. And unlike Evadne, he doesn’t have enough courage to say it back. That courage worsened even more when Elise arrived and claimed to be his first love and the childhood friend he promised to return to.“Don’t call me Kallias, Elise! I’m your Alpha King and you’re a second-class Beta!”Kallias’ turmoil had just become a hurricane. He was just about to discuss matters of the heart with his mate, and then Elise came. He didn’t mind the Rogues’ attack on Fionn’s coronation; nothing that he and the other Alphas can’t handle. A
The throne room had fewer people, as some decided to retire to bed earlier. I had more rounds of drinks and gossip with Helga and the two Lunas, which consisted of sharing our previous battle experiences and bed escapades.“How about you, Luna Queen? Does His Majesty prefer any position at all?” I almost spat my drink as Lillian drawled.“He likes any position, but it seems he likes the ones I’m on top.”“So the Alpha King is a bottom, then,” Helga raised her glass in a toast and all three of them laughed. I just smiled anxiously, thanks to Elise’s presence in the pack.‘If she dares to step here in the throne room, I’ll burn her with my moonflame.’“Alpha Fionn’s crown was indeed blessed with bloodstain,” chuckled Lillian. She turned to me. “When will your coronation as a Luna Queen be, Luna Evadne?”I blinked and stiffened. “Uh, I’m
We charged together, Alphas and Lunas side by side. We were fighting with armor and swords and battle horses today, our wolves ready within us in case the battle turned dire and we needed to fight this the monstrous wolf way. “Moon Goddess, guide us,” I prayed softly as our horses trudged up the hill of snow. Kal threw a spear of ice at the nearest Rogue and impaled him right there and then. A wave of his hand to the fire and with a mighty winter wind blast, the fire gone out and only smoke and ashes remained. “Kal, don’t overdo your powers—” But then a black wolf slammed into my mare, and I’m almost knocked over to the snow. Furious, I burned the black wolf with my silver-dark blue flames. The Crescent Woods Pack’s Alpha and his mother were
We all sat at the table of lavish design. The glass roof above showed that snow fell softly and the sky was clear enough to gaze at the crescent moon. “So how did you two meet, child?” The old lady asked. “Her Majesty,” Luna Lillian corrected. “She’s not a child, Helga.” “My apologies, Your Majesty.” The mother of the Alpha of the Crescent Woods Pack, Helga as Luna Lillian called her, tilted her head as if assessing me. “Is it true you and His Majesty met during the battle in the grounds of the Blackwind Pack? I wasn’t in the Alpha Winter Ball unlike these two Lunas. They often tire me and bore me easily.” The other two Lunas rolled thei
The throne room was adorned with silver and blue in lovely decorations. Blue Silks, white flowers, and Fionn’s new crown was even a literal silver-diamond and the most gorgeous sapphire. No doubt a gift from the Alpha King and the witnessing neighbor Alphas.The throne was made of marble. The roof, just like the Winter Castle’s and this pack's dining hall, was made of glass—visible to the winter night sky. The interior of the throne room was snowing gently but the snow never touched the ground. A light, cool breeze greeted all the attendees. The crescent moon above seemed to smile down at us.I lined up along the neighboring Alphas in the front since I represented the Nightblood Pack. No one bothered to look for Alpha Gregor—he’s now rumored to be one of the Alphas who have connections with Marc after all. No surprise about that either.“Where’s the damn emissary? He should be arriving an hour ago!” growled the Alp
The night blurred into Kal’s quick inspection of the pack grounds, although at the back of my mind, he’s just scanning for suspicious faces. Or for the Alpha of the Blackwind Pack himself. “Kallias,” I called out to him softly. No response. He just kept striding away, not pa
His words remained suspended in the air as I processed each word carefully. “I thought mother died of childbirth?” “She did...” he sighed before adding, “She also did not.” I scoffed and straightened my back. “For what it’s worth, I think mother dying early is a salvation fo
'The Alpha King seemed to devour any storm passing by just to show me his effort for us to dine together for the second time,’ I was telling myself. Begging myself. ‘Please don’t run to the toilet yet.’ I swallowed. Perhaps I should fart in my room first before meeting the Alpha King.
“You look like you’ve been through shit.” I was on her threshold and she was holding what seemed to be a cup of jasmine tea when I knocked. I brushed my snowy shoes on her rags as Beta Geneva swiped the door open. “I was. In fact, I—” But then I shook my head. I cannot tell Beta Geneva ab







