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Ryker turned his bored gaze away from me and glanced over my shoulder. He snapped his fingers and beckoned one of the servants to serve him. But before the maid could make his way towards us, I raised my hand and stopped the servant. He arched a brow in question. "I am afraid you will have to serve your lunch on your own," I told him in a plain tone. I had expected another fierce glare in response but all I got was an amused smirk. "At least one thing hasn't changed with time," his voice was nothing but strings of murmur as he reached for the food but I heard them. He was referring to my feisty nature. I let it slide. "I hope you had enough time to ponder over the matter," I broached the subject, watching him loading his plate with the food. With the kind of monstrous physique he owned, he clearly had a huge appetite. I wondered if the assortment of food on the table was going to sate his hunger. My nose crinkled in disapproval as instead of going for spoons, he grabbed the m
I wasn't able to think properly due to the amount of rage that had consumed me. My wolf who had gone missing was now back equally furious. She clawed at the barriers, demanding release to unleash the seething heat within. I yielded without hesitation, granting her control as she surged forth, a relentless force of primal fury.I shifted into my wolf Riyaga. With her snow-white fur, blue eyes, and a crescent on her forehead, she looked regal. She had an unhealed scar spanning her neck which she'd earned while fighting a group of rogues. My wolf standing tall and carrying her tail high made her way towards the training ground in her regal gait. The warriors who were in their wolf form paused in their act when they saw Riyaga and showed their necks in reverence. She scanned over the warriors and snarled lowly, a clear challenge to fight her. The wolves bowed to her before one of them stepped forward. The wolf and Riyaga started circling each other while growling in a low but threatenin
I relaxed against the edge of the tub and closed my eyes. My wolf was completely spent after the fight with the Devil's Shadow. His strength was frightening but it was his agility and shrewdness that made him dangerous. I was aware he had not unleashed even half of his strength while fighting me. He wasn't named Devil's Shadow for nothing. Just where did he gain the audacity of making such demands? How could he ask an heir from me when he was the one who rejected me? What a fool I was. I was ready to relinquish my title, the comfort of my palace, and all the luxuries that came along only to be with him. I was ready to become one of them. That much I had loved him. And the love I felt for him was beyond the mate bond. But now all I feel is an acrid burn of hatred whenever I hear his name. After taking the much-needed bath, I decided to take a stroll in my garden and clear up my head. I was greeted by a cool gust of wind the moment I stepped out. This garden was personally built fo
Chapter 6RosalieI wish I had someone to lean on. I was trying my best to not fail my father but how long would I be able to keep up this facade of valor? The loneliness was tearing me apart, bit by bit. I felt the sting each time it ate away at my heart but there was nothing I could do other than sit on my throne and let it finish me. Why did Seline condemn me for this life of utter loneliness? Wolves can't stay alone as a result of which Seline blesses us with a mate to share our joy, grief, fear, anything and everything with them. Life is easier and everything seems possible when your mate is beside you. I also had felt this feeling no matter how brief it was. I had felt the joy of having my mate beside me. But it was all destroyed in a matter of day. The day he called our union a misfortune. A lone tear slipped past my eyes. I had a mate and I was still so alone. Now he wants an heir from me. A pained smile drew over my lips as I thought about his demand. If only he knew. If o
"Pleased to hear. The journey must have tired you out. Let me show you to your chamber," I diverted the topic. He gave a nod in agreement. I turned and led him inside. After showing him to his chamber, I started towards my courtroom. On the way, I heard the clank of steel and halted when I saw him. He was in the garden, training. His raven hair hung loosely on his shoulder and was wet with water or perhaps sweat. His vast muscular chest was open to gawk for the bypassers. My traitorous eyes flitted to his tanned rugged biceps that flexed proudly every time he swung his sword. Not a single inch of his body was soft. I looked up to see his face. He was bathed in sweat and still looked pleasing to the eyes. He looked too handsome for a barbarian. He was in deep concentration to catch my inspection of his person. My gaze flew to his rival. It didn't take me long to figure out who was she. His fiancee. They were training together. I couldn't hold back from scrutinizing her person. S
"I beg your pardon?" the King regarded the barbarian with confusion. " Umm...King William, he is the Hadar of Barbarians, Ryker," I hastily pulled my hand from his gentle grip and turned slightly towards Ryker who still had a muscle in his jaw ticking. Surprise crossed William's features. "A barbarian?" he sized Ryker up with a look of disdain. It was clear he disapproved of his presence like every single person here. " A barbarian," Ryker stepped towards him, dwarfing him more, and repeated with a hint of danger in his tone. "We will have a discussion over it, King William," I assured the King. The king gave me a half-hearted nod and moved to take his seat. I barely contained myself from burning Ryker with my vehement glare as I returned to sit on my chair. His eyes were still on King William, studying him with a hint of disdain. It was apparent they both detested each other. The celebration started soon. "Why is he sitting with us?" King William turned to me and asked, a
I willed myself to get out of the trance and looked away. It took everything in me to tear myself from this delicious sensation. But I had to. I pulled away and he too didn't resist, following me from our trance. Without saying a word, he led me towards the floor, like a task. I did everything in my power to not feel those tingles, the traitorous emotions his touch was evoking in me. We both were trying to avoid eye contact as he threaded his fingers through mine. My hands looked so tiny against his. I felt several hard calluses scattered over his palm when he pressed his rough hand against my soft and smooth ones. He was a man of labor, something I had always admired in him. He held me in place by putting one hand on my waist. I heard him releasing a shaky breath before his hold on my waist tightened a little. I had danced in this position before but with him, it felt so intimate.My eyes were wandering everywhere but at him. We started dancing to the rhythm of the music. Needless to
"King William has asked for my hand in union and I am thrilled to announce that I have accepted his offer. I am certain that this union will bring immense prosperity to our nation," my heart ripped into countless fragments as I declared in a steady voice. It hurt like hell but I didn't let the pain in my heart show through my eyes. I kept my smile serene and my demeanor composed. My wolf who was just as blindsided as others by the news was completely stunned. King William appeared as bewildered as the guests in the room as I hadn't discussed anything with him. However, he quickly overcame his surprise and sent an ecstatic smile my way. "I am certain we will make great mates, my lady," King William gushed, sporting a wide grin. "I think that too," I replied. I didn't know about us being great mates but this union would be favorable for our nations. Unsurprisingly, a wave of puzzlement had swept through the room after I broke the news. Mating with someone who is not your mate was a