With great difficulty, she sat up. A whimper escaped her when she felt the soreness in her tender part. She decided to sleep the pain away and mustering all her strength slid up her bed. She slowly laid on her back and draped an arm over her eyes.A soft knock made her jerk her head in that direction. She let out a huff and sat up. The knock came again and she slid off her bed with a wince. She made her way towards the door and opened it. A woman in her mid-forties was standing in front of her. Without saying anything, she extended her hand towards her holding a jar. "Hadar sent it for you. He said it will ease the pain," the woman nudged the jar in her direction. She took it from her a little confused. Since when Hadar started caring about her pain. The woman turned and left. She locked her door back and applied the ointment. It worked like a magic and she felt her soreness dissipating. Or maybe the potion was magic. ............The next morning when Clovis arrived with her foo
The minister and Clovis were already in the room waiting for him when Ryker arrived. The minister and beta leaped to their feet when they saw him entering. Ryker didn't bother to greet him and plopped down on the chair across from him. He motioned for the minister to sit down. The old man obliged stiffly. Clovis followed suit, much relaxed. Ryker leaned back, his cold eyes fixed on his opponent. "I will give only one chance, Alcott. Just one chance to correct your mistake. If the sanctions are not revoked I will make sure Ghayna stops existing," Ryker declared indifferently. "About that....I have decided we will not severe trade from your clan and your people will be free to enter our territory as long as they don't pose a threat. We want to live in harmony and avoid any kind of violence," the man explained. Ryker stared at him bemused. "I will convince my King. In return, I want your word that you will fulfill your end of the deal when the time requires," Alcott stated. Ryker's b
"I have no interest in meddling in your affair, Hadar. But I will not let you and your short temper jeopardize Avalona's safety. I am here because you have vowed to protect Avalona and I honestly can't see how will you protect Avalona after getting destructed by eight nations in one war," she folded her arms and shot back. Her words hit his nerve. "Many tried but no one has ever able to defeat barbarian, let alone destroy," he barked. Rosalie knew all too well who he was referring to. Avalona. Rosalie drew a sigh. His hot temper was going to harm him someday. She only hoped Riva was calmer. "Going to war with Ghayna is an act of stupidity when you can easily persuade them through diplomacy. Whatever conditions I have made will only help Akkanth in a long run. It's a win-win situation for both the parties," she tried to make him understand. Ryker knew it already but his ego and temper had turned him a blind eye to reasons. "And what spell, pray tell, did you cast over th
Ryker was in conversation with his beta when the door to the room burst open to reveal Riva. Both of them fell silent "You need to put her in her damn place, Ryker. She seems to have forgotten her place," Riva fumed, approaching him. "I told you not to go near her," Ryker snarled, shooting to his feet. " I didn't go near her. I was training our men when I saw her entering the abandoned temple with a bunch of children," she explained and then turned to Clovis, "Your stupid mate was also with her. When I went in I saw them teaching something to those children. Probably, brainwashing them into taking up arms against us," she added bitterly. "That's why I was adamant about not letting non-barbarians into our clan. They are never loyal," Riva remarked. She shot an accusatory glance at Clovis. "My Sera is not like that," Clovis furiously crowded in on Riva. Riva arched a brow. "Your mate is dumb. And that foreigner woman is using her to do her bidding," Riva sneered boldly in his
"I will not hear any of it. You are attending the celebration," Sera told Rosalie. "I don't think it's a good idea, Sera. Your people will not like that," Rosalie refused politely. "How long are you going to be cooped up in this hut? And who cares about people?" she insisted. "Sera...you don't..""I don't want to hear anything. You are attending today's celebration and that's it," Sera stated in finality and then looked up at her with a smile, "pleaseee," she insisted. Rosalie gave her a smile and finally relented. Today was Adgar and Istas mating ceremony. The whole village was pumped up for the celebration. Sera was excited too and wanted Rosalie to attend the celebration with her. Despite Sera's insistence to wear barbarian's clothes, she wore her own gown. It was a simple light pink gown, the kind her maid wore back in the palace. She was nervous about joining in the celebration. There will be many faces scowling at her, many eyes glaring at her, and many mouths discussin
She was struggling to breathe through the pain when she heard a dangerous growl. She raised her gaze and met with a set of red eyes. The creature was giving off a strong revolting scent. Rogue. It was a rogue. Just like this one many pairs of red eyes blinked to life in the darkness. It was too late when she realized she was surrounded by rogues.Rosalie felt weak and powerless. She knew she can't handle them right now so she decided to dodge them. The woman broke into running and the rogue chased her deeper into the woods.She raced through the darkness but her legs had started to hurt now. She couldn't understand why was she feeling so weak. But she had no time to ponder over it. Right now her only aim was to dodge those rogues. The blood-thirsty wolves were gaining on her. Rosalie ran out of breath and leaned against a tree. Her legs buckled and she fell to the ground. And just a couple of moments later, those red orbs reappeared. A vicious snarl echoed in the air as the eyes came
The heavy iron door loudly groaned as Ryker pulled it open. His heavy footsteps echoed in the dark, ominous corridor. The dungeon reeked of blood and rotten flesh but Ryker was too aggravated to feel revolted by it. The rage burgeoning inside him had deprived him of reasons. He quickly unlatched the lock and stepped inside the cell. His hazel orbs locked onto the man suspended by chains from the ceiling. His arms were painfully stretched out and his legs were shackled. Despite his condition, the man looked composed as he met his visitor's eyes " Never thought I'll see you again after your banishment, Antonious," Ryker remarked as he approached the man with threatening strides. "What do you want?" Antonious asked, glaring at the man in front of him. Ryker stopped a couple of steps away from him. His eyes glaring daggers at his captive. "The name. Tell me the name of the person who set you up to harm her," his tone was calm but strained with suppressed anger. Antonious features tw
"He saved you?" Ryker turned towards her. "Yes. He saved me from the rogues. Where is he?" "Chained up in the dungeons," Ryker answered flatly. Her eyes turned wide in shock before narrowing in anger. "Why have you chained him up? He has saved me," she snapped. "Now I know," he retorted. He thought Antoious was lying.Rosa heaved a sigh. "Take me where he is. I want to see him," she stated and began getting down from the bed. As soon as she moved, the throb in her head grew into a hard hammering. Ryker was quick to block her way with his giant frame. His eyebrows furrowed together. "You will not see him. He is dangerous," he refused her in a stern tone. "Whether he is dangerous or not, it is for me to decide. Now move," she told him just as sternly. There was no way she was going to let her savior endure another minute of torture as she stood alive. "Why do you never listen?" he clenched his fists tight, his frustration shining through his hardened eyes. Rosalie let o