~ Rhys ~“Hmm..” Groggily, Rhys opened his eyes, squinting against some of the light pouring in from what looked like barred windows. Sharp pain throbbed around his wrists and ankles, and his body felt heavy, his eyes stinging.He moved his hand to cover his eyes, pausing after hearing the clinking of metal and the metal weight rubbing on his wrist. His slightly blurred gaze flicked to his wrist, and his nose wrinkled upon seeing silver cuffs around it and around his ankles. He dropped his hand and looked at his surroundings.Rhys’ body was slumped against the rough wall of a private cell. His naked body was full of dried blood, bite marks and bruises. The only light filtered through the two small, barred windows at the top of the wall. It was silvery, and from the darkness outside, he knew it to be the moon.So he was in a cell. He almost scoffed, pissed off that he was in this situation after being forced into Amira’s body. This was all of the rebels doing, and now he was here. He w
~ Rhys ~Evander approached him and crouched down. The Alpha peered at him intently, those shimmering eyes almost hypnotic, which made Rhys frown and look away. Evander reached out and grabbed him by the chin and turned his face to meet his eyes.Evander’s gaze was not lustful but more intrigued as he continued to stare at Amira’s features. “So, you’re the Alpha King’s mate.” Rhys stilled at the Alpha’s words, meeting his silver gaze.One side of Evander’s lips slanted up, amusement filling his eyes.Instead of falling for his bait, Rhys asked him something that had been playing on his mind. “What are you?”“Shouldn’t you be worrying about yourself, rogue,” Evander sneered, releasing his face.Rhys rested his head back, fully aware of the pierced holes in his neck; they almost tingled the closer Evander had been to his face. “Well, it’s apparent what will happen to me from here. Certain death, torture, imprisonment… I’m more curious about what you are.” He really was. Whatever happene
~ Amira ~Upon waking up, Amira was startled to find herself in the king’s bed chambers again. She was disorientated after her dream with Demon because the wolf had fallen asleep in the forest outside of the palace. Did Demon wake up and return…Amira’s gaze fell on the rumpled sheets with dirt on them and the claw marks on the wooden post. Demon did return to Rhys’ bed chambers. With Demon’s return, Amira could feel his energy, much like when she had Nisha. Though it was quieter, Amira could still feel Demon’s emotions, and he seemed to be able to communicate one or two words.With a long sigh, Amira slowly sat up, only to pause and groan at the problem that persisted every morning. For some reason, it felt different this time. It was like she had an itch to scratch, like when she was feeling frisky. Amira glanced at her erection and frowned as the tip had a dribble of semen on it.Her dream with Demon was not a wet dream, but she was left with this feeling of wanting to satisfy hers
~ Amira ~Baltir met the Alpha King in the corridor where Amira began following the butler. Her Beta was quiet and watched her for a moment whilst they walked through the hallways; the intensity of his eyes made her head turn to the side to gaze at him.“Yes?” She frowned.Baltir cleared his throat and shook his head. “N-nothing.”Amira continued to watch him, unconvinced by his dismissal. She didn’t know what the Beta was thinking, though, so she couldn’t ask anymore what was wrong or what was on his mind. Regardless, Baltir was not a priority right now. She had to greet Alpha Evander of the Eternal Moon pack.The she-wolf was only a little anxious about meeting the man, but she mostly wanted to see the Alpha’s expression after losing precious land to rogues and losing in combat to such rogues. Was Alpha Evander just as bad as other Alphas, cocky and entitled, never expecting to yield to those of impoverished backgrounds and without the protection of a pack?Amira kept her expectatio
~ Rhys ~Was Amira really suggesting Baltir was a spy?Rhys was still trying to accept this situation. He knew since his capture that he would be meeting Amira, but he did not feel prepared for it. The moment those doors opened, and that sweet smell of orange and warm aroma of cinnamon before what he assumed was the bond alerted him to Amira’s presence before she entered. His heart raced before he could calm it, and his body heated, urging him to go to Amira.Rhys watched himself and the poor manners that were typically Amira. She was dressed like how he used to in his former years. Back when he was the Crown Prince, his mother used to always scold him, and once he became king, he cleaned up his act.It was the least he could do for his deceased parents. Yet now, Amira was acting like some man whore, displaying some of his finest jewels. One thing Rhys would compliment her on was the capacity to look so nonchalant and relaxed whilst discussing such a precarious subject. She was accusi
~ Rhys ~ That little biiiitch. Amira used her fake authority to throw me into this damned cell! Rhys raged as he paced the small, dank cell. There was a thin, stained mattress left on the ground, and the entire cell smelt awful. This was the worst treatment he’d received since becoming Amira! How in the moon did that happen?! Evander even insisted Rhys bathed and provided him with these awful change of clothes. Though Rhys assumed this had more to do with delivering the Alpha King’s mate in pristine condition and without putting the she-wolf into sultry clothing that another man would gaze upon for hours in a carriage. It would piss him off. How could she do this? Actually, Rhys expected to be treated much worse. But after seeing Amira’s eyes light up a violent red, revealing Demon’s presence, she must have known Nisha was with him. How could she do that to her own wolf? ‘It’s nothing personal,’ Nisha spoke up, defending Amira. ‘Have you not seen who are in the other cells? Ami
~ Rhys ~A menacing growl erupted through Rhys’ mind, startling him out of sleep. He jolted, pushing off the adjoined living room floor, frowning at the books and parchments stuck to his hands. His large, manly hands.Rhys slowly rose to a seated position, massaging the throbbing sensation at the sides of his head. Was this another dream with the Moon Goddess? Or just one where he was in his original body?This was far more pleasant than the cell he was currently sleeping in. Rhys frowned, feeling the overbearing, weighty presence of an angry wolf. The papers and books surrounding him all pertained to his family's history, and the crackling fireplace provided warmth, alleviating the chill of the floor. A blanket at his feet indicated that the butler had come by and cared for him while he was unconscious.Rhys had no recollection of any of this. He glanced down at his attire, and his heart fluttered at the sudden excitement of an incredulous realisation. He would never dress this way i
~ Rhys ~Amira’s scent wrapped around him and his cock so tightly he thought he might burst inside his breeches. It only pulsed more upon seeing his little assassin sitting up from the mattress, those raven strands of hair a mess around her, face glowing and beautiful, something he hadn’t grown used to even whilst inside her body. And those eyes.One red and one green, brimming with annoyance that only turned into a glare upon seeing Rhys’ cocky smile broaden. Why was her annoyance, her hatred and the fact she was now stuck in the cell something that made his cock twitch? Was it the urging of the mate bond on top of Demon’s excitement?“Hello, Amira,” Rhys drawled, eyes alight in amusement, a smile in his voice as he stared down at her.“Rhys,” Amira replied through clenched teeth. Rhys hummed in response, delighting in the sound of her voice speaking his name. “Bet you’re feeling pretty invincible right about now, huh?”Rhys’ smile stretched even wider upon hearing her words. “You ha