Chapter 47: Uncrown
“Hello my dear..”
A sense of calm masqueraded Can’s face when in reality his insides burned with the mes of
hatred. His definitive thoughts were ill perceiving the scenarios in which he could hurt the woman in
front of him. His self restrain had a limit to it.
“Is this the way to treat your princess?” Thedy smirked with a smug face.
Can looked at the confused faces of the two woman on his left while his own emotions were identical
to that of his best friend. A frightened Aurora looked at the number of men apanying thedy. All
of them were taller than Can and more bulkier than she had ever seen. As also the men exalted a
power of their own. She quickly recognised them as Enforcers.
The woman stationed herself parallel to the handsome man. A part of hair was drawn back and coiled
at the back of the head while the rest of the shiny strands waved through the sides of her forehead. Her
elegant pink gown had perfectly woven red roses around her neckline, waist line and the bottom of the
gown. Her simple yet shy adornments stood out from the rest. However it was the mystique of a
beauty thatplemented her essories. With the help of her shiny high heel shoes she stood at a
her eyes matched the dark green eyes of the Elemental himself.
The woman narrowed her gaze at Can and gave him a seductive smile. She undressed her gloves
teasingly from her hand and pushed it forward.
With gritted teeth and curled fingers the handsome man reluctantly bowed and kneeled on one leg. He
held thedy’s hand and with a light touch of his lips he kissed the back of her palm. Bile formed in his
throat but he restrained himself and looked at thedy in disgust.
“That’s better.” Thedy smiledcently. She diverted her attention to the healer who was
kneeling besides the handsome man. The princess uninterestingly waved her hand to gesture the
healer to take her ce. However when she looked at Archer, she was alert. She hesitatingly smiled.
“I see the bear hasn’t left your side even now. He has left a mark in your heart it seems.”
Archer narrowed his gaze and with a stern look he said “I only leave marks on people i don’t like.” he
mockingly snorted and pointed his finger to the side of the neck of the princess “But you already know
that.”
All the color drained her face as the princess was slightly upset and majorly agitated by thement of
the were bear. The enforcers around her growled in retaliation but the princess held them back. She
calmed her features “You still have a spine left bear, good for you.” she smiled devilishly at Archer “By
the way... How is your father? I wonder if he can handle anymore abasement.”
Archer’s smiling face was red when he heard what the princess said. He growled and fisted his hand
tightly to control his aggression and notsh out at thedy. Fayette was deeply upset by the rude
behaviour of the princess. She shielded Archer “Royalty or not, you cannot talk to my friend like that.”
The woman scowled and pursed her lips at the audacity of Fayette. However she soonposed
herself “Oh! New girl.” The princess giggled “Is she another of your flings my dear?” She looked at
Can for an answer.
“I AM NOT YOUR DEAR.”
The sudden outburst from the man reflected in the winds which were gaining speed. However even
before Can could realise it, he was thrashed to the ground by tworge hands “You pathetic human.
How dare you disrespect the princess!”
Archer growled at the bodyguard and went to his friend to pick him up. On the other side the princess
kept her hand on the shoulder of the guard “Rx Halvor.” She side stepped to make her way in front
of Can “He is the only person in the world who has a right to say anything to me.. Anything.” she
whispered thest part.
Can did not miss the way in which thedy kept gawking at him. It was the look he was familiar with
yet it was something that was making him ufortable and disgusted when it came from thedy in
the front. Her abnormal gaze was stationed on the man apanied with a knowing smile. The look of
lust was so apparent that Can was sure that the woman hadmitted adultery in her heart a
number of times.
Her deepest desires were the cause of his deadliest hate.
“I don’t like you.” Can spitted venomously
The princess snickered “Does it matter?” She mockingly ticked her chin and eventually shrugged “I
think not.”
Her sinister smile and her adamant nature was making Can and his friends ufortable. It was
eventually Fayette who could take it no more as she bravely stepped up in front of the princess “Back
offdy! You are forcefully imposing yourself.”
“I forgot about you. I am really sorry if I’d upset you in any way. We haven’t met.” She extended one
hand to greet the human “My name is Beatrice.”
Fayette looked at Archer who shook his head in negation. She fidgeted her thumb before hesitatingly
nodding to thedy in acknowledgement. With her good heart she pushed forward her own hand with
an awkward smile of appreciation. It was a gesture of etiquettes which she had been taught from her
childhood. Beatrice took the hand in her own with a smile. However momentster the smile on her
face vanished as she slowly firmed her grip on the delicate hands of the human. Fayette in the next
instance closed her eyes and sucked in a lot of air as she moaned in pain. The bones in her palm were
being fragmented.
Can could see no more as he forcefully removed Beatrice’s hand from his friends palm. He carefully
pulled her hands towards him and checked for the damage done. Being a human it was apparent that
her level of pain exceeded that of the shifters. This was clearly reflected in her wet cheeks and her
snivelling.
The side of Beatrice lips curved with pride as she looked at Fayette with disgust “I don’t like when
someone interrupts me. I hope this serves you as a reminder.”
Can gestured Aurora to examine Fayette as he boldly stood forward in front of Beatrice. His eyes
were red with hatred and he grinded his teeth in anger. His jaw muscles trembled when he spoke “You
are more pathetic than I thought.”
“And you are more handsome than Ist saw you.” she outlined Can’s lips with her finger “I would
love to have a taste of you.” she whispered seductively.
Can faltered for a moment when he saw a faint mystical aura surrounding the princess. He blinked
his eye rapidly and gained hisposure to look at the evil princess in the eye “You will never know.”
The princess giggled “I love a challenge. There are thousands out there dying to pursue me, be the
prince and ascend the throne besides me.”
“Then chose someone among them.”
“Where is the fun in that? Besides..” With touch as light as feathers, thedy roamed her fingers
through Can’s neck all the way to his abdomen “You are the ultimate prize that i want. You are one of
a kind and i want no one else.”
Can scowled and held Beatrice’s hand when she attempted to go further down the abdomen. He
gave a sudden jerk to her hand which left her surprised and angry.
“You will never seed.” He whisper shouted at Beatrice.
The smug look and the determination in Can made the princess aggravate. Her lips trembled as she
smiled sinisterly when she scowled her eyebrows. Soon the men from the royal army marched ahead
and held every single one of Can’s friend forcefully. Archer, Fayette and Aurora were forced to kneel
with their heads bowed down. Archer was being thrashed frequently as he tried to resist the guards
while Aurora and Fayette were pulled by the hair to cause affliction.
Can gasped in short breaths when he looked at the wretched state of his friends. His panicked face
brought smiles to the princess. Can helplessly looked at Beatrice “What are you doing! Leave them
at this instance.”
“I will.” The princess smiled “But what would i get in return?”
“What do you want?”
The smile on Beatrice’s face widened as she spoke lowly “Be a gentleman and give thedy a kiss.”
She lounged on her ce, leaning her upper body forward and pouting a little. She gestured Can to
kiss her as she ticked her lips again and again.
Can looked at the agonised faces of his friends and then he looked at the evil of a person standing in
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front of him. He fisted his hands in anger as he had had it enough. He pulled himself back a number of
times from using his powers due to the fear of exposing himself. But here the woman had a crossed a
line and made his patience diminutive. If using his powers meant that he would be left vulnerable, so be
it. He could not afford to let the woman’s self-conceit be detrimental to the well being of his friends.
Can focused on the hem of her dress and swirled his thumb and his third finger. The big flowers
which were embedded on the bottom of her gown were slowly darkening in color. Small dancing
embers collectively circled the woman as the men behind her looked in utter despair. Just as they
thought they could intervene, the small res erged its surface before leaping and twirling in a fiery
dance andtching itself on the fabric.
The flickering soon enhanced as the heat soared its warmth to the entire body of the woman. The
princess at once realised what was happening to her however she was left incapable to render a
responsive action. She danced and jumped and bellowed her voice. She moaned in pain and
screamed at the top of her voice. The men all around were trying to douse the fire but it was too much
for them to handle. The mes soon engulfed the entire circumference as it ascended to the top of her
waist. Unable to handle the shock anymore the princess was left vulnerable and she fainted. The men
desperately tore the fabric while some showered the fine dust of thend to quench the thirst of the
bright heat.
The men were sessful in their endeavours but werepletely shaken by the incident which
urred. They were responsible for the safety of the woman and knew they would be reprimanded to a
great measure. Without caring for Can and his friends the Enforcers escorted the princess to the
royal cart and went along the procession.
Archer patted Can’s back while Fayette shook her head in disagreement. Can yfully shrugged
and blinked an eye. His attention was diverted to the injured palm of his friend which he held in his own
hands “This needs to be looked upon.” He roamed his eyes around and asked “Where is Isadora?”
“I sent her away.” Aurora replied. “How do you both know the princess?” the healer asked in curiosity.
“The correct question is how does the princess knows the both of them.” Fayette scowled
Archer and Can looked at each other with grim faces before Can answered “I better not talk about
her right now.”
“She is the most evil and inhumane person I have ever known.” Archer added.
“I hope I don''t have to see her after today.” Can pursed his lips.
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The big windows which were open were breezing in the pure air of nature. What caught Einar’s eye
though were the men who were trying to fix in the hinge which supported the weight of the giant metal
frame. And then he bowed his head in disappoint when he recalled why the window frames were being
redone. The room had ample of space yet he felt suffocated and strangted. Memories of the past
were haunting his dreams more than ever.
Einar was constantly gawking at every other direction except to the main table where a middle aged
man with features as same as him sat with his hands crossed to his chest. Ragnar kept a scowled face
throughout and looked at the alpha with indifference. Standing besides him was his mate who was
squeezing the shoulders of the former alpha probably trying to ease her own anxiety.
Einar knew that the trauma of the unusual behaviour was not inherited as his father never lost his self
control when in power. When he braved himself to look at Ragnar he discerned that his father’s brain
would soon relinquish its custody of empathy and logic, and rece itself with the primitive leader of
the pack.
Einar deeply sighed keeping his head low “I am ashamed.”
“You should be.” Ragnar replied with mediocrity.
The subtle nature of his father was not going too well with Einar. It was as if he had remembered his
childhood when for every of his mistakes his father was chafed and reprimanded him ording to the
gravity of the fault done. Here however Ragnar seemed to be calm about everything which in
retrospect was not the behaviour Einar was familiar with. The alpha waited long for his father to rebuke
him, he waited for any admonition from his side but none came. Finally with a long sigh of confidence
Einar spoke lowly “I promise to be careful and not make a mistake the next time.”
“DONT MAKE PROMISES YOU CANNOT KEEP.” Ragnar raised his voice as he stood up from his
ce and screeched his chair in vexation.
The sudden outburst from the man startled Einar and Zelda. The men who were working on the window
bowed in submission and requested permission to depart. Ragnar had been keeping all of his
aggression bottled up. He was waiting for his son toe clean which never happened.
Einar was meworthy for what was done. Despite the fact that he was the leader of the wolves he hid
inside the alpha house like a coward. Never showing up, never taking responsibility for his actions.
Ragnar was miffed with his son. The blue moon pack stood strong and resilient due to the years of
toiling and hard work. On the contrary Einar was reaping benefits from the works of his forefathers. Yet
he had no approbation for it.
The mother in Zelda was worried for her son. She pursed her lips every now and then to gather
courage to speak. She held the hem of her mate’s shirt “Don’t be so harsh Ragnar.”
With his eyes full of fury Ragnar did not bother to turn back “No more leverage today. Act as a luna and
not a mother.” he looked behind his shoulders “If you cant than leave this room right now.”
Though the matter was between the mates, Einar could not help but feel a little protective about his
mother. He felt irritated for how Ragnar spoke to her “Don’t talk to mother this way. Its not her fault.”
The former alpha shook his head in an unpleasant surprise “Your hurt because i disrespected your
mother.” Ragnar huffed. He gestured Zelda to sit on the nearby couch while he moved from his position
marching towards the door. He looked at a distance and ordered a guard “Bring her in.”
All this time Einar was oblivious to what his father wanted to do. He kept his stoic face but his mind was
full of anxiety.
The sound of the ‘click-click’ of the shoes diverted Einar’s attention and he turned his back. He
witnessed ady entering in with two guards following her alongside the former alpha. Her silky hair
had shades of grey as they were cascading down her shoulders. Her otherwise smooth face was
marred by wrinkles around her eyes and cheeks. She kept her gaze low while her thumbs fidgeted
probably due to anxiousness.
Ragnar stood at a distance from his son and looked at him sternly “Do you know her?”
“Yes.” Einar scowled and nodded in surprise as his father had asked him an obvious question “She is
Alma.”
Being the alpha of the pack, Einar was connected to every wolf soul in the blue moon pack. However
thedy in front was special in a way owing to her lineage. She had lost her mate and was living all by
herself to cater to her four kids. Einar admired her for her valorous efforts to raise a family without a
man.
Ragnar nodded at his son’s response “Her father, brother and her mate hold importance to the pack.
They all have been great warriors in the past. Her mate died while saving your mother. Did you know
that?” Einar was amazed by the information and admired thedy even more. He smiled at her a little
and bowed his head in respect.
“She holds the pack in great esteem but yesterday she came to me with a request.” Ragnar raised a
brow “Would you like to know what that is?”
Einar nodded hesitatingly. The irony being that he did not want to know the reason. He was afraid that
this request had something to do with him.
Ragnar gestured thedy to step forward and vocalise her plea. Thedy however looked more
frightened as she stole nces at the alpha and gulped in fear. Ragnar realised her predicament and
patted her back “Don’t be afraid. I assure you of your safety.”
Alma hesitatingly smiled at the former alpha and diverted her focus to Einar “I would like to leave the
pack and relocate to Fh pack where my mate’s brother lives.”
Einar was shocked to hear this. Never in his lifetime did he thought that someday a situation as such
would arrive where his own people would have no choice but to abandon him. “But why?”
“I want to do it for my kids.”
“I don’t understand.”
Thedy sniffled as she withdrew a cloth from her purse. A long light blue fabric woven in a square
shape whose borders were designed intricately. However the fact which disturbed Einar was that the
scarf was decorated in patches with some crimson liquid.
It was blood.
Thedy pushed forward her hand towards the alpha to hand him over the scarf. Einar was reluctant in
his approach but he took the cloth in his hands. He examined the scarf carefully but failed to recognize
it. He gave a confused look to his father while he was apologetic when he looked at Alma.
“It belonged to my eldest son.” Alma sighed deeply as fat tear drops ran through her cheeks. She
snivelled and slowly took the scarf in her own hands “From the very childhood he had aspirations to
one day be a warrior and serve the alpha; just like his father.” she whispered thest part intently
looking at the scarf “He worked hard day and night to do what was needed. You cannot imagine the joy
when he was finally handpicked by the head warrior to be on his team. It was his first day at the job..”
her lips quivered “And unfortunately thest.”
The words left Einar heartbroken. It was poison to his ears and probably to his heart. But what thedy
spoke next left the alpha devastated.
“His own saviour killed him.”
It was as if a knife had been pierced right through his heart. He connected the dots and realised that
the warrior son she was talking about had been killed on that fateful day. That his saviour was none
other than his leader, his alpha. The person responsible for his death was Einar himself!
Einar bitterly regretted for what was done. He was steeped in guilt. His heart pained when he looked at
thedy. Alma was unable to control herself as her emotions were let loose. The constant bobbing of
her shoulders and the shivering of her hands were apanied by the uncontrolled snivels. Her eyes
were refusing to deny the flow of her sorrow.
“I..” Einar mumbled guiltily. He gulped as his mouth quivered in a straight line. He wasn’t sure what to
say to the bereaveddy. He had killed her beloved and any measure of repentance wasn’t going to
bring her dead son back. His lips trembled, his brain froze but he looked at his mother who was tearful
herself. Zelda nodded at her son to give him the encouragement he needed.
Einar took two steps ahead and palmed his hands on the hands of thedy as he bowed his head in
shame “My apology will hold no meaning, for your loss will always be greater than my guilt. But still if it
makes you feel better even a tiny bit I want you to know that i deeply regret what was done.”
Alma raised her head slowly and weakly smiled “I ept your apology.” she nodded and sighed deeply
to calm herself “But I wont change my mind alpha.”
“Please don’t do this..” Einar whispered feebly.
“I have three other kids. I will be really proud as a mother if they are martyrs for theirnd, for their
alpha. But i am not at peace knowing that our saviour has turned against us.” Alma looked at the alpha
with determination “I want my children to be safe that’s it.”
Einar had no answer to that. He slowly withdrew his hands and stepped back. He air fisted his hands in
frustration and grunted. Looking at his sons troubled state, Ragnar ordered Alma to leave the ce at
once “You can go Alma, we will talkter.”
Einar sat on a nearby chair and palmed his face. Zelda was next to him at the very instance and moved
her hands on his back to soothe him. Einar’s emotional state was in turmoil. He was deeply saddened
by his deeds and felt miserable. He slowly leaned his body on theforts of his mothers shoulders.
The distraught site of his son melted all the anger within Ragnar. Yet he had to act as the stern leader
to protect his people. He exhaled sharply and stood in front of Einar “You see what you did?”
Einar’s voice was meek. His hands trembled and he kept his head low “I didn’t realise this would have
such an impact on the pack.”
“There are many people like her. Do you think i came because of you?” Ragnar pointed a finger at his
son “No!” he strolled back to therge table and picked up an envelope to hand it over to the alpha
“There had been a number of letters to my ce back in Rupert’s pack urging me toe back and
save them. Eventually even Justus and Peter had to pay a visit to force me to return to the blue moon
pack and make things right.”
Ragnar’s absence was a challenge in itself and Einar knew it. Though he had all the training in the
world hecked the most important aspect to run a pack; the wisdom and experience of Ragnar.
However the older alpha was confident enough about his son. He was sure that under Einar’s reign the
blue moon pack would prosper and flourish ten folds. His expectations were thrashed when he heard
about the unfortunate incident. Ragnar was angry that his own son had hurt his people and he was
scared that his son had to pay a higher price for his deed.
“People feel a certain way about you.” Ragnar took a pregnant pause “They feel threatened; they feel
unsafe!”
“I don’t want them to feel this way.”
“I know.” he nodded “Every alpha has difficulty in controlling their wolf but with patience and endurance
he is able to get hold of his animalistic side. ”
Ragnar looked at his son and was dubious to say words which he might not like. He wet his lips and
exhaled “Your wolf however has shown unrealistic characteristics. He attacked his own people. You
can imagine the severity of the situation when the wolf attacked Rosaline! Your fated mate! There is
something seriously wrong with your beast.”
Einar slowly raised his head to look at his father. Surprisingly his beasts were serene and not showing
their prominence. The fact being that both his demons were indifferent to the demeaning of his wolf.
And why wouldn’t they be?
Einar had the knowledge about the oue of the decoction and yet he consumed it. He had been
warned time and again but to have control over his wolf he had to take the drastic step. The wolf wasn’t
at fault to begin with. It had always been the alpha. Einar failed to control his wolf when it craved for his
mate. The wolf ironically never cared about power and position but when it came to matters involving
the green eyed man it lost its cool every time.
Einar hated this fact about himself that he was so reliant on his wolf. It was as if the actions of the wolf
mattered more than his perseverance, understanding and intent to bind his people.
Einar looked at his father and his demeaner faltered. Ragnar looked sure, determined like he had
something nned in his head. He knew his father, Ragnar must have came prepared with an action
n. Whatever that may be Einar was adamant that he deserved another chance. The actions of the
wolf had implications on his good reputation but the human in him was still the man; the alpha the pack
deserved.
Einar hopelessly pleaded “I can fix it. I can bring the wolf under control.”
“It is toote for that my son.” Ragnar shook his head in disagreement.
“What do you mean?”
“The matter has reached the royal court and soon representatives of the king will march towards the
pack and prove you unfit as the leader.”
Tears welled up in his eyes as his heart constricted. Einar’s mind was jammed. The fear in him was
making him unable to think. The royal court was not a good news to begin with. Stanis was always
on the forefront to pinpoint any irregrity or shoring from the blue moon pack. When he must’ve
heard this news, his merriment would’ve been sky high. Like a treasurended on his doorstep. He
wont let go this golden opportunity and strike at the earliest to demean the pack and confiscate it.
With quivering lips and glossy eyes Einar looked to his father in desperation “What do we do?”
“There is only one way.”
The alpha stood up from his ce with hope in his eyes “What?”
Ragnar looked at Zelda who nodded in affirmation cleaning her cheeks of the tears. She courageously
stood up and stationed herself besides her mate holding his hand, giving him the encouragement he
needed to do the difficult task. Einar became suspicious of this behaviour and looked at his parents
questioningly.
Ragnar kissed the forehead of his mate and looked at his son with stern eyes. He took a deep sigh and
cleared his throat “You have to relinquish your position as the alpha of the blue moon pack.”
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