Shattered Bonds
1089 Words
Dradevows city was land covered in endless twilight, where the howls of werewolves echoed through its dense forests and towering cliffs. The city whirled with an unspoken tension split among three powerful packs. The crescent moon pack is led by the ruthless prince Pierce Gaven, the red moon pack under the cunning alpha Maverick, and the silver moon pack is led by alpha Jenson Lane.
In the heart of the silver-moon pack territory, Aviva, an innocent white wolf’s world, was crumbling.
The young white wolf stood in the grand hall of the silver moon’s pack house, her hands trembling as Jenson Lane, her mate and alpha, glared at her with cold, unyielding eyes. His rejection wasn’t a quiet one, it was loud and very deliberate as he enunciated every word.
“I, Jenson Lane, reject you as my mate and Luna.” He declared loudly for the members of the pack to hear.
“Why?” Aviva asked, her voice shaky as she stared at him directly in his eyes.
Jenson felt a little bit of fear as he met her eyes that gleamed with hatred, but he quickly shrugged it off and sneered.
“Why would you even think I would accept a low-level wolf like you to be my mate? I am getting engaged to Helena. She would make a stronger Luna than you” Alpha Jenson said as he sneered at Aviva's pathetic appearance.
She was seated on the floor with tattered clothes, ruffled hair and tears streaming down her cheeks. Her green eyes gleamed with hatred as she locked her gaze on the people who put her in that state.
The betrayal burned deep, but Aviva didn’t have the strength to fight. Tears brimmed in her eyes as the regret of letting herself be deluded sunk in.
‘Jenson and Helena two cheating low-lives’ she thought as she curled her fingers into her palm so hard in anger.
“She thought she could be the new Luna... such a conniving wench.” Helena, Jenson's mistress, spat as she gave Aviva a dirty look.
“Guards!” Jenson called out. “Pick this little w***e up and put her in one of the dungeons until I decide what to do with her.”
“Yes sir!” The Chief of the guards said as he directed his subordinates to pick her up.
Aviva felt her whole world completely shatter as the guards roughly dragged her up from the ground. She had thought Alpha Jenson had accepted her to be his mate when they met for the first time... who would have known that he was only making use of her healing abilities for his mistress?
When he called her out today, she assumed he was going to announce the news of their engagement to the pack and smiled so much that her cheeks still hurt from smiling. Instead, she was met with disgrace and mockery, public rejection by her mate, and her loss of dignity staring back at her.
‘Where did it all go wrong?’ She wondered as she was led away from the hall.
“Baby, I told you not to be too nice with the women in the pack... now look, someone mistook your niceness for other intentions.” Helena pouted as she feigned anger back in their room.
“I’m sorry love... it won’t happen again,” Jenson said as he tried to appease Helena, but she snorted and turned her back away from him.
“Hmmm, What can I do to make you feel better, baby?” He asked as he ran his finger up and down her neck, sending tingles down her spine.
“Let’s get rid of her for good,” Helena said, her eyes gleaming with malice. “Isn’t Pierce arriving tomorrow for our engagement party?” She added, turning back to face Jenson.
“What do you mean?” Jenson asked, looking at Helena with confusion. Helena sucked her teeth in anger as she tried to keep the smile on her face.
Jenson was an alpha and handsome, but he could be a bit too slow in the head at times. She took in a deep breath as she explained to him.
“ You know how Prince Pierce has a reputation for killing his mates and being especially ruthless to trespassers who invade his private space.” She said,
“Ohh... I get it now. You want us to get rid of her.” Jenson said, catching on quickly.
“Yes... she’s a liability, and we can’t have her ruining our engagement party with her antics. So let’s see how he handles a rogue white wolf in his room.” she replied with a sultry smile.
“You are so evil, I love it, baby,” Jenson said, and Helena's laughter rang out icy and cruel.
“You are perfect,” he said as he captured her lips with his.
“Mmmmm.” Helena moaned as she let Jenson have his way with her.
Aviva sat in the dungeon with her knees curled up to her chest. She was exhausted from the day's event. She had tried to sleep earlier on, but it wasn’t forthcoming.
“Hey, you!” She heard a guard call out to her.
“Your food,” he said as he passed her a plate. It wasn’t anything special, but she was famished as she had not eaten properly earlier, and her stomach rumbled as if to support her claim. Aviva quickly stretched her hand to get the plate from where the guard had left it.
Her mouth watered, and her stomach rumbled some more. She quickly shoved the food into her mouth without relishing the taste. She soon finished up the food and although it wasn’t satisfying, it was enough to hold her for some time, or so she thought.
Aviva started to feel dizzy soon, and she tried hard to overcome it by biting her tongue to use the pain as a distraction, but her body gave in to the darkness, and she fell into a deep sleep.
“Alpha Jenson, the white wolf has been put to sleep.” A guard reported to Jenson, and he smiled at Helena.
“Take her to the Lycan prince’s room and bind her up.” He ordered.
“Yes sir.” The guard bowed as he quickly rushed out to perform the order.
“Our plan has been put into motion, baby,” Jenson said to Helena as they both exchanged wicked smiles.
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