The pregnancy hormones had gotten the better of Sienna. She was waking up nauseated every morning. Even though she had gone through all this once before it still felt like nightmare. Whoever said pregnancy duration is the best time of a woman's life was a damned liar. There was nothing good in feeling pukish all the time. The only consolation was that she wasn't the only one suffering this time. Azriel was here too.Azriel had witnessed a major shift in his mate during the pregnancy and it would be a lie to say it didn't terrify him. Whatever happened to his sweet obedient mate. She had turned into a control freak with her senses heightened exceedingly. Last night she jerked him awake just because hee was breathing tooloud and it was disturbing her sleep. The man had to sleep on the floor the rest of the night. Coffee was completely banned from the house as its smell repulsed her and let's not talk about eggs. Not too many days ago she didn't let Azriel inside the mansion because he
Sienna woke up early in the morning feeling discomfort. The pain intensified by every second. She was in labor. The woman gripped her ballooned stomach and moaned in pain. Azriel was snoring next to her. "Azriel," she grasped his sleeve and breathed. His brows furrowed before he opened his eyes. His features twisted in alarm when he saw her breathing heavily. "I..it's time," she managed through her pain. Realisation came quickly to Azriel. "Hold on," Azriel quickly scooped her in his arms. He dashed out of their room and descended the stairs while shouting for the servants. A man came rushign towards them and bowed to the royal couple. "Call Dr. Hamilton and tell him to prepare," Azriel commanded the servant and raced past him. "You are going to be alright. Just take deep breathes okay?" Azriel kicked off the engine and sped the car. He rubbed her hand and kept assuring her throughout the ride. In ten minutes he was in front of the hospital. Quickly rounding up to her side, he p
Azriel took a deep breath to calm his raging nerves. After spending years as a rogue the fact that today he was finally going to get his curse broken felt surreal. Reagon had shifted last week. He was ten now and was ready to revoke the curse. Sienna hugged him from behind and kissed his nape. "What are you thinking?" she asked. Azriel turned and gave her a soft smile. "Nervous?" she asked. Azriel nodded. "You are gonna be fine," Sienna assured him with her magical smile. When she smiled everything seemed to be falling in its place. Ten years and he was still crazily in love with her. She adjusted his tie out of habit before fixing his hair. Azriel cradled her face and kissed her mouth. Her kisses had a healing power in them. He always felt at ease whenever she kissed him. Sienna knew that so she let him devour his mouth. The ceremony started shortly. Azriel was standing at the altar and his son was standing across from him. Sienna and others were standing in the hall. As the re
The little girl clamped her tiny hands over her mouth and sobbed in silence as she watched the monster ripping her father’s heart out of his chest. Her strong Papa groaned in excruciating agony. Warm, fat tears were falling down her chubby cheeks while her legs were quaking violently. Her eyes widened and she peed her pants in absolute fear when her blue eyes locked on her father’s heart that was now pounding vigorously on the palm of the hooded monster. Red thick blood dripped down from between the monster’s fingers and splattered on her father’s now lifeless body.‘I have it..I have it..” what had started off as a whisper was now a joyful shouting.A roar of laughter was followed by the declaration.
With a last fierce blow, he ripped the punching bag into shreds.“Fuck,” breathing heavily, he rubbed a hand down his face and looked heavenward. A dollop of sweat leaped off his squared chin and tripped down his neck. It lazily trailed over his adam apple and towards his huge, defined chest. His large, inked body covered in a thin layer of sweat looked like an erotic deception.He closed his eyes and a pair of cerulean orbs flashed through his mind.“Fuck,” he breathed hoarsely and peeled his eyes open. Damn those eyes. They had been tormenting him for years now. So cruel yet so innocent. Their innocence had struck him hard. Countless nights he had burned in desire of possessing those ocean eyes. It was a craze obsession but he loved seeing himself in those orbs
Desperate to break free, she started clawing at the large hand.“I wouldn’t dare to scream if I was you, princess,” his rough voice slid like a wisp of scorching air over her skin. She held her breath as realization dawned upon her. It was him.He slowly pulled his hand down. She whimpered.“Ssshhhh…no noise or,” he whispered hotly in her ear as he rested his hands on her waist. Applying a little pressure, he turned her around. The graceful slope of her waist urged him to explore more of her but he restrained.Her glossy blue eyes were sparkling like a star in a moonless night. Then he forcefully pushed her back against the wall and thrusted forward until there was just a breath of distance between them
Sienna cringed at the sight she walked in on. Alyssia was on Azriel's lap and his tongue was shoved deep down her throat. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. And what revolted her, even more, was Alyssia's lewd moans."Ohhh..I want your wolf to ravish me," Sienna's face burned with embarrassment at Alyssia's statement. Her anger was eclipsed by embarrassment. She contemplated leaving and confronting him when he wasn't busy tongue-fucking Alyssia. But apparently, she took too long to come to a decision as Azriel had already spotted her."Can't believe our luck. Her Highness is here to visit us," Sienna was turning when she heard his sarcasm-laced statement. She knew he hated her because she was close to his father. He was convinced that she had her eyes on the crown. For him, she was nothing but an opportunist. Initially, the Alpha and late Luna tried to make him warm up to her but it didn't work. One day, Alpha Jarek proposed to adopt Sienna but for some re
Her sticky eyelids peeled apart to reveal a pair of glazed blue orbs. Another day, the same nightmare. With tears trickling down the corner of her eyes, she stared fixedly at the ceiling and waited for her racing heart to calm down.Once she felt a little better, she spared a glance at the clock. It read 3:54. She quickly got down from the bed and headed towards the bathroom to start her day.The wild and icy wind lashed her face the moment she stepped out of the castle. She shivered and hugged her jacket closer. One of the downsides of not having a wolf was to not have any protection from cold. It was still dark and deadly quiet outside if the howling of the wind is not taken into account. She cursed Azriel under her breath and marched ahead.The ground where the Mating ceremony was going to take place was all by itself. Not a single soul could be seen on the premises. She couldn't for the life of her understand what was it that couldn't wait