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Cursed to be my Mate Dreaming of Goddesses (1)
~ Rhys ~That night, Rhys passed out in the uncomfortable bed for the first time without struggling or tossing and turning restlessly from the lack of luxury and comfort Amira’s lodgings provided. After a quick, horribly cold wash and a hot, tasteless meal in his stomach, Rhys returned to the room and collapsed on the bed, seeking comfort in his dreams. When could he return to his body and the palace?It had been a great experience so far, but acting like the she-wolf was tiresome, and remaining alert and the constant vigilance to avoid mistakes had taken its toll. Now, Rhys succumbed to a state of oblivion, his thoughts dissipating as vibrant colours emerged, his thoughts fading as he recognised he was in a dream.Rhys let out a weary sigh. All he desired was sleep, and if he were to dream, he wished to do so without awareness. He simply longed for his mind to find respite, to escape from dwelling on the predicament he was currently facing.Scanning his surroundings, Rhys realised he
Cursed to be my Mate Dreaming of Goddesses (2)
Amira’s mouth gaped at the Goddess’ words and looked to Rhys, feeling a little lost. “Are you saying… You switched our bodies because you’re having a tantrum about us rejecting each other-”“It is not a tantrum!” Artemis shouted, and the sky erupted into a loud thunder, echoing as her eyes glowed in fury. “You are mates, and you will learn why.”“Are you forgetting the part where we tried to kill each other?” Amira snapped, seeming to not care about her life or that she was brazenly speaking to the Moon Goddess.Rhys arched an eyebrow at her, admiring her audaciousness. Perhaps he didn’t mind this bit about the she-wolf, but Amira was correct. “Mates are allowed to reject each other.. Otherwise, why would there be a clause allowing us to do so?” Rhys asked, his tone neutral as he spoke to the Moon Goddess like one of his subjects he had to be respectful to. Which were not many.“It is there for other means. But you two…” Artemis threw her hands up and sighed in exasperation. “You are
Cursed to be my Mate Rumours (1)
~ Amira ~As soon as she was thrust from the dream, sleep escaped Amira as she fluttered her eyes open. There it was, the luxury bedroom she was getting accustomed to. The elegant ceiling, free from any imperfections, displayed a pristine, unblemished coat of white paint. This was her current reality.It was all so surreal, especially after that dream. Amira’s hand went to her lips and then scoffed at the shimmering sensation on her lips. Lips that were not her own. She dropped her hand as a cloud of unease and anger settled over her.Alpha King Rhys was currently in her body and was in the Wilds, most likely learning everything to do with the rebels' organisation. Sooner or later, Rhys was going to figure out where he was and where their traps were. Eventually, they were going to return to their bodies. Artemis didn’t tell them they would, but it was evident they would return to their former selves at some point. However, the Goddess didn’t tell them much besides what each of them h
Cursed to be my Mate Rumours (2)
~ Amira ~“It is an important matter to discuss-”“No, it is not. And nothing more than idle gossip,” Amira snapped, interrupting them before they would continue to talk among themselves and silence her. “I’m here to discuss about plans to build shelters for the poor. We do not have enough set up to help those in need.” The men looked at her like she’d lost her mind. It really pissed her off how they didn’t care and seemed to think their Alpha King, who was in charge of everyone, would not care. He didn’t… Amira cleared her throat and added, “The streets are looking increasingly rotten with them begging and dying on them. It’s time to clean them up.”She was waiting for someone to suggest they kill the poor to clean it up, but nobody did. They all seemed overly nervous the more she spoke. “We should set up shelters in each of the towns and cities. Provide the Alphas of each territory with the resources they need to make this done.”“And how will these shelters be paid for?” Another m
Cursed to be my Mate Willowbrook Mission (1)
~ Rhys ~Marching down the stairs, Rhys grinned as his thoughts remained on the dream he had the night before. Amira’s flustered look after he kissed her kept repeating in his mind. Sure, she’d bitten him after like the feisty little she-wolf she was, but it had only aroused him further.That was all he felt for Amira, though. She’d also angered him with what she had done whilst in his body. Why did she think it was okay to create a rumour about him?! Even if the she-wolf wanted him dead, rumours were only going to target her more. What was she even doing whilst acting as king?Now that he knew his body was safe, or as safe as can be, and Amira was the one to reside in it, his purpose was to learn more about the rebels before he could return to his body. He didn’t know much about Amira since she became a rogue, but if her purpose was to kill him and start a revolution with the rogues, then he needed to figure out what he could do to prevent this. The rogues hadn’t been an issue until
Cursed to be my Mate Willowbrook Mission (2)
~ Rhys ~Nisha started to pace on the fringes of Rhys’ mind, and he realised then that she was ready to run free. After being stuck for a week, she seemed agitated, as any wolf would be. Honestly, Rhys didn’t know if he could shift.Turning around, Rhys kicked off his boots before undoing the laces of his corset and unbuttoning his trousers before focusing on the shift. It didn’t take long before his body rippled with the same feeling he got when Demon overpowered him and ripped through his body. However, this transformation wasn’t as painful and was like a dull ache in comparison as his bones broke and reshaped, elongating as black fur sprouted out from his pores, and Nisha jumped forward to take control.Rhys didn’t mind letting her free, though it was such a nice, softer approach compared to Demon, who made it feel like a ripping sensation in his mind and body. Nisha sprung forward instantly, following Zayyan and the others. Whilst she was in control, Rhys watched, intrigued with A
Cursed to be my Mate Willowbrook Mission (3)
~ Rhys ~Rhys watched in awe and shock as Nisha jumped, dodged and attacked werewolves guarding the city gates. She was nimble and only attacked enough to injure her opponents to the point they could no longer get up but were not dead. Others followed in her bloodied path as she led through the white paved streets that were slowly growing red and with the bodies of wolves collapsing by the sides.Those who weren't warriors or unaccustomed to combat panicked, their screams echoing as they hastily scooped up their children and sought refuge within their homes or the nearest shelter. Nisha refrained from attacking individuals who obstructed her path or those who posed no apparent danger. She gracefully vaulted over a family attempting to escape the chaotic streets.Zayyan was close to Nisha’s tail, looking directly at the Elixora building that was like another fortress in the middle of the city. As she ran forward, more wolves twice her size charged towards her, but other rogues took the
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~ Rhys ~“We do what we are ordered!” Another replied. “Grow up, Cove!”“Yeah!” Many agreed, then quietened after Rhys looked at them, and a number of the rogues started to make themselves known.“People are dying!” Cove hissed back. “It’s not right to keep the medicine from the poor.”“So, you teamed up with the likes of them?!” The other man growled back, his eyes glowing in anger as he knocked his head back in the rebels’ direction.“Yes!” Cove shoved the man back hard enough that he almost lost his footing. “They will help-”“They are weak. It is better they die and are put out of their misery of a life- Ugh.”Another man didn’t finish his sentence before Oclan snapped his neck.“Anyone else have such wise words to say in front of us?” Zayyan growled, silencing the room. The man who pushed Cove against the wall backed away wide-eyed.“Amira!” Cove waved at Rhys, and he nodded back, noting the boyish charm of this man. How old was he? Nineteen, possibly twenty? He had dimples and c
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