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Alpha king Ozar.“What!” I yell after Agnes whispers into my ear.The assembled courtiers around the round table flinch and they look at me in devastation."A procreation calendar?" I ask. It feels as though I have heard it incorrectly.“Y—yes, your majesty.” Agnes stutters.My courtiers exchange nervous glances, none daring to meet my gaze."Where is the dowager? will not be treated like a mere stud to be managed at someone else's whim.” I say, rising from my seat and Agnes has something to say.“Your majesty, you made Yeri your consort. What are arguing for?” Agnes says and I take a moment to pause. I look around the table and I see that the ministers are looking at me in shocked expressions.“This meeting is adjourned.” I say, and in a hasty motion, they rise up and begin to exit the council room.“When did she do this?” I ask.“I heard from the servants that she took Yeri into the purity room. The dowager checked her.”“Checked her?” I ask, wondering the depth of her checking.“Sh
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Princess Yeri.From the kitchen, I can hear the conversations the harem women are having about me. I just returned from the castle and I still haven’t gotten a hold of myself. I haven’t gotten over what the dowager did to me and how she stripped me. And why? Because of the king, the same one whose hands hold the people of my kingdom. At every juncture, all I face is because of him. All the pain that resides in my chest is because of Ozar and I will never forgive him for this. It is why I will never be able to accept him as my mate. It is why I will pretend to be somone I am not to get what I want. And tomorrow night, I will allow him to disvirgin me.Perhaps, it is not solely a curse that the moon goddess made us mates. In my circumstance, the mate bond is the hold, the advantage that I have over King Ozar for it is the male wolves that are usually possessive and protective. Thus, when I begin to get intimate with him, I will open a portal that he cannot close. I will make him fall
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ContdPrincess Yeri.The day has come.I step out of the carriage at the castle’s entrance, the path is lined with palace lanterns. I am wearing a white gown. It has thin sleeves and it clings lightly to my naked shoulders. Over it, I am wearing a matching robe which saves my shoulders from the cold of the night.The attendants of the dowager, older women with years of experience and a solemn demeanor, help me out and straighten the dress before I head in. Unlike the looks on their faces, their hands are gentle but fir, and they reek of tradition. As my feet touches the ground, I am able to feel the cobblestones through my delicate slippers. Hours before I entered into the carriage, the white dress was sent to me by the dowager and Teresa explained to me that it was for purity and it is what I should have worn before I lost my virginity to the king.Other than Teresa, no one knows that I didn’t actually sleep with the king that day. However, the king knows that nothing has happened be
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Alpha King Ozar.The door opens with a click and I let go of the whiskey in my hands. I am wearing a white robe, and a pair of loose pants. Undeneath, my chest is bare and the muscular expanse of my chest gleams with a faint sheen. In one hand, I am holding a glass of whiskey and I set the glass down on a nearby table. I take a look at her as I rise to full height, the robe parts as I do this movement. Further, showcasing my sculpted torso.The attendant of the dowager gently reach up with practiced hands and grasp the edges of Yeri's veil. With a careful, deliberate motion, she begins to lift the veil away. As the veil is slowly removed, my breath gets caught in my throat to see her smooth and flawless skin. Yeri’s cheeks are tinged with a natural blush, bight eyes that holds the weight of the world and her lips, soft and slightly parted, they tremble ever so slightly. The subtle rouge enhanced their natural color, making them look inviting.The way her hair cascades in soft waves ar
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Alpha King Ozar.I begin to begin to loosen my pants. The sound of fabric shifting is amplified in the stillness of the room. On the bed, Yeri watches me and her chest is rising and falling with rapid breaths. I just broke a hungry kiss and her thoughts are still misplaced from it. If my kiss would leave her in such a delirious state, imagine what my royal cock could do to her?The dim light in the room plays over my features and casts shadows that accentuated the sharp angles of my face, darkening the hue of my eyes which is a portal to a depth of desire that is almost tangibleWith his pants finally loosened, my movements slows.“Open your legs.” I mutter and she blinks multiple times.“What—what do you want to do?” Yeri asks. From my face, her gaze travels down to my sculpted torso and down to the open waistband of my pants. It is not benign to believe that a sense of awe and trepidation is filling her right now.“Yeri…” I murmur and she looks back at my face.Slowly, she begins to
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Princess Yeri.The moment I open my eyes, I remember who I am lying with before I even see him. After last night, he fell atop of me. We stayed together to control our breathing and I was tired, I was exhausted that I closed my eyes, not knowing that I would fall asleep in his arms. Regardless, I didn’t wake up by myself—it was by the accord of an attendant of the dowager who tapped me on the bed, whispering that I left to wash up. I didn’t look to my side to see if the King was asleep or not.I rise from my side of the bed, covered in the bed sheets because the king completely tore my dress to shards."Good morning, consort Yeri. I have brought a robe for you." She says and I accept it. The garment is of fine silk, soft and warm against my skin. The color is in burgundy, rich and regal, embroidered with delicate gold threads. I slip the robe over my shoulders and the attendant gently adjusts it for me, ensuring it fits properly.I place my leg on the floor to get up when I hear someo
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Alpha King Ozar.I cannot stop thinking about her. When I got up this morning and her scent wafted into my nose, she was the only thing that I could focus on right there and now. It has been two hours in the council room but my mind is drifting back to the sound of her voice and how it sets my body on fire. If I were to say that I have listened for a minimum of two minutes, regarding what my ministers are saying…I would be spilling a bloody lie.“Ozar….” Kaine says and I look to his side.“What do you have to say about the growing bandits? He asks and I scratch my forehead, trying to pretend like I have been listneting and I can just delve an answer for it.“Bandits. I think it is best to send a couple of gammas to get information first. They should go as normal folks, to investigate what these bandits want. If we know what they want…we can lure them.”“We know what they want, Ozar. They want their princess.” Kaine says and I look at him in shock. Does he mean that these men are from
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Princess Yeri. I remain on the floor where my body curled in on itself and I clutch my arms. I stay put in the same position for what feels like an eternity, unable to move. The tears that had threatened to spill finally breaks free, trailing down my cheeks and falling onto the ground. As the initial shock of what happened between us eases, my thoughts begin to race, tumbling over each other in a frantic attempt to make sense of what Ozar just accused me and my people of. His word were nothing but harsh and unforgiving. Was it truly my people who had committed such atrocities? Or was it just my brother, always eager to prove himself, always reckless and brash? The uncertainty gnaws at her, compounding in pain with a deep sense of dread. I have always known that Ozar was the kind of man that shouldn’t be pushed to anger…and today, I have tasted it. If he is like this at the news, what would he do to me in the future? Can I even make this sort of man commit to me? I do not think his gu
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