KING ARCHIE’S POV I shouldn't be here but what could I have done? My usually rigid heart thumped against my usual ribcage as fear coursed through me as if it was my blood. “The future Lycan King shouldn't be scared, Kovan. You have to be strong.” My mother used to say when I was still the crowned Lycan Prince. She was more involved in my training than my father who was always busy with the realm's affairs and fighting his demons. She had made me who I had become but she also forgot to make me love her less. My mother was the only woman, whose life I was scared for. My fear wasn't connected to the spookiness of the Royal Lycan tomb nor was it because of the superstition that was connected to this place. I was frightened that I would find my mother within this tomb… Dead or alive. The reason I sent Amanisa to the other side of the tomb wasn't because I wanted to cover more ground but It was because I needed to get away from her and pull myself together before beginning my search.
AMANISA’S POVIt was high time I let it all out. The emotions and the darkness that I had always embraced. It was time to let it all out and truth be told, I couldn't keep it in anymore. The spiritual energy in the tomb was digging its claws into my being.I doubted that anyone would be calm if they find themselves in my position.I doubted that any sane individual would be able to keep up the fake mask… the kind of fakeness that I had been exhibiting. I wasn't really fake. I was just a Lost princess living the life of a slave.My eyes were brimming with tears as I kept my hard glare on the man that had benefitted from every misery that I had been caused to endure. To make matters worse, his father's final resting place was right beside that of my father. To hell with the traditions of the Lycans. How the hell did they allow a traitor to rest in the tomb of royal Lycans? How the hell did a traitor gain the right to rest in peace? Kovan’s father was the man that ruled after my fathe
KING ARCHIE’S POV“Stay with me, Ama…. Please.”I pleaded because I knew that deep down, I couldn’t bear to lose her. Not now… not when I was searching for my mom who could have lost her life.Whatever happened in the tomb was still unfathomable but one thing was for sure, Amanisa knew more than I thought she would ever know. She used to live in Royal Hills and she was friends with Princess Isidora— the only Royal with an unsealed tomb.Moreover, whatever happened in the tomb made me even more connected to Amanisa. The tingles I felt when I lifted her collapsing frame into my arms were out of the world. My heart constricted rapidly and it became so hard to breathe as I ran out of the tomb after pushing the rocky door open. “She could be our fated mate, Kovan. She is just so…”Jay started speaking but he didn't finish. He was as confused as I was. Even if I confirm that Amanisa was indeed my destined mate, I would have to keep that a secret. Even if she wasn't my destined mate, we bo
AMANISA’S POVI think I am coming down with something.It has to be that because I was beginning to hate myself for appearing so weak. I have been slipping in and out of consciousness for the past few days which was so unlike me. I get that what happened in the tomb was a blessing in disguise but I hated the fact that I had presented myself as a weakling to Kovan. I wanted everyone to know that I was strong and had all it took to destroy everyone that was involved in my parent's death and the extinction of my house. “What you experienced earlier wasn't a trance, Ama. I made it happen so we can escape the Lycan King’s suspicions.” Arla confessed, stunning me.“How is that possible, Arla? it was so similar to how I used to when I was younger. You could have prepared me for that at least.” I etched. It was a pain that I had to appear weak and venerable after pouring out my heart as I did in the tomb. My heart was still heavy because whether I accepted it or not, I have been buried an
AMANISA’S POV “I doubt that, Damon.” Lycan King Archie answered, removing the Alpha title of Alpha Damon. That wouldn't have meant a thing if King Archie hadn't been using the title but removing and releasing his Lycan King Aura made it clear that he was beginning to get irritated. Some of the pack members that were waiting around to escort the Lycan King into the Alpha’s home began to leave because they were aware that if they didn't, they might be the ones to suffer if Alpha Damon and King Archie decided to show off their battling skills. Where two large elephants are fighting, the grasses suffer. The hot tension could be felt because Alpha Damon didn't fail to notice the blatant dishonor that his title was being subjected to nor did King Archie drop his attitude. “... Alpha D-Dam-on…” A young female werewolf stuttered. She exhibited fear as she wavered, uttering the name of Alpha Damon whose gaze shifted between king Archie and I. the feeling of familiarity hadn't died down
AMANISA’S POV For twelve years… for all twelve years, nothing had ever broken me like this does. Nothing in the last few days could have made me feel this amount of nostalgia... Not even when I saw my own tomb after seeing that of my parents. Perhaps I should say the feeling I endured in the tomb could compete with the one that was coursing through me at the moment with a strong current… stronger than any that has been recorded. Even the high current of a wave couldn't compete with what was raving within me. Maybe it was the combination of the feeling and emotions I got from vising the tomb and the one I got from walking into this part of the NightShade’s pack area that made the prest emotion so strong and terrifying. But I knew I was feeling something that was stronger than my body could endure. “You have been enduring so much these past few days but I want you to gather your thoughts and don't break, Ama.” Arla comforted me as I stared at the big area that was the cause o
KING ARCHIE’S POV “Get your hands off what’s mine!” That was supposed to be an order and from the rage I was feeling, I knew Damon could tell that I wasn't joking with him. She was mine. Mine to talk to. Mine to stand with… And most importantly, she was mine to touch… How dare he put his hands on her? And what guts did he have to put his hands on Amanisa? He had no right. Jay was seething within me as I stalk closer to Amanisa and Damon. He still wasn't letting Amanisa go and I was barely keeping my lycan beast under control. My eyes were burning just as my blood became hot. “King Archie….” “Have you suddenly gone deaf? Get your hands off her, this instance! She is mine!” Amanisa tried to talk to me but I shut her up, barking at Damon. His gaze held mine and even though he wasn't using his words, that was more than enough to make me believe that he was challenging me directly. Rather than retreat, he stood his ground and stared right back at me. I didn't fail to not
AMANISA’S POVHe wanted me to sleep with him? In the same sleeping chambers!I mean, I was just getting over the heated session that happened in the garden of statues and the fact that Kovan didn't link me to any of my younger self statues was still unbelievable. That was me!He had the evidence right before him but he failed to see them. Why? Because he was focused on his defeated ego and anger. He failed to see his looming death but he obviously felt annoyed by the remains and footprints my father left behind.Kovan tried to hide his displeasure when he noticed the statues in the garden but Arla picked up the scent unfailingly.For a moment, I considered revealing my identity to Alpha Damon rather than following King Archie back to the dining hall but I couldn't… aside from the fact that I was protecting my plans, my body naturally went with King Archie due to the blood bond that we have created. “She can't stay in your sleeping chambers, My King. she is-” Delta Ardin argued.“Sh