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Runt Of The Litter

Beowulf was of an abnormal size -- he was way smaller than all his siblings and members of their pack-- at least that was what his father thought. As alpha of the Sandulf Pack, Saku Sandulf, sidelined and ostracized Beowulf and his twin sister Salome, making them lonely souls. How would the iron-fisted Saku Sandulf take it when his children start to mix with the humans that he had warned them strictly against? How would he react when he learns that his son's mate is a mere human? It was something unheard of -- a human as a mate. What would happen to the precious Sandulf Pack when betrayal sprouts from within the giant wolves' midst? What would happen between the werewolves and the humans when the proud and haughty sole heir to the human kingdom falls in love with one of the forbidden creatures?

Oma_Uche · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
114 Chs

Its Time

In the servant's quarters, Beowulf laid on his bed with one hand behind and his head and his stomach in knots. If Salome had complained about his dark circles before, then he didn't know what she'd say now. If he'd had two hours sleep at a stretch since he got here, then that would be generous. It's been tedious always looking behind his shoulders and listening to his environment constantly. 

The night breeze blew into the large room and it sent chills through the lot of them. But Beowulf laid in his corner with just his trousers on, bare-chested. His brows were creased.

Earlier that evening, after Esme had brought him dinner and left, he'd sensed a presence just outside the servant's quarters and hid quickly. But immediately he moved, he couldn't sense it anymore. It was as if the person had come and disappeared the next minute.

"Tsk."