~ 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
~ Amira ~Scowling at Rhys, her hands encircled his shaft, each hand almost wrapping around the blasted thing she’d done so easily in Rhys’ body. Tipping it towards her, she stuck her tongue out, parting her lips as hatred boiled through her veins. She glanced at Rhys and smirked, her intent to bite the fucking thing off-“Ah-ah. Don’t even think about it.” A blade glinted just before Amira’s green eye.Her gaze moved up. “You think I care if you cut me or stab me in the eye?” Amira scoffed. “At least I’d bite your dick off in the process. A missing eye would be a trophy and a reminder that your prized possession is no longer attached to you.”Rhys chuckled darkly, seeming to really enjoy her commentary. Then his face grew serious, the blade moving over her nose. “Even if it was your red eye…” He trailed off, watching Amira.She flinched as the cool blade pressed below her red eye. It was her wolf’s eye that had merged with her own sight. From a young age, she'd been told she would be
~ Amira ~The hand chop to his neck should have conked Rhys out. In that split second, Rhys swivelled his head around and glared at Amira’s hand before gripping her wrist and lunging forward. Amira yelped and tried to correct herself, kicking out towards Rhys, but he manoeuvred her around, grappling with her and getting out of her holds until her hands were pinned together above her head on the mattress.Their breaths were heavy, chests touching as they glared at each other. “What was your plan next, Amira?” He grunted. “You’d be stuck in these dungeons.”Rhys obviously wasn’t aware of the tricks up her sleeves.“Get off me,” she spat back, ignoring her arousal from such a slight touch, his shirt brushing against her sensitive nipples.Rhys sighed, cupping her face with one hand and squeezing gently on her cheeks. “All you had to do was be quiet, and I’d take you to a room with a bathroom and some nice clothes. Was this really worth it?” His knee went between her legs as his gaze lowe
~ Rhys ~“You’re out of control, even with Amira,” Rhys hissed to his wolf. “Don’t ever do that again.”Demon huffed in response. The wolf was rattled inside of Rhys’ mind. Rhys could tell Demon wanted to return and take Amira and her wolf out of that cell. He would, but not yet. That little minx was too manipulative, too sexy for her own good, and sharp. His lips twitched into a small smile at that.He would need at least a dozen men to guard her room. That would take time. Everyone was asleep now, and those patrolling had their own orders. He could wake the pack members up, but he was in a pleasant mood and knew Amira would be comfortable either way, whether it was a guestroom or that cell.Demon growled in response to Rhys’ thoughts. He didn’t care about the pack members. Rhys could feel his restlessness and emotions. If their future Luna finally arrived, then they could wake up and be on guard duty.But they weren’t under attack or anything, and his men did train hard.‘Let them h