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ELORA ~•~ I woke up to the melody of the birds chirping outside the window. I had been awake long before I opened my eyes, but that did not matter. Turning to my right and meeting an empty space beside me, I closed my eyes while a weak sigh escaped my lips. He was gone. The king was gone. I had not expected the king to remain in bed with me, yet…I shook my head and pinned my hands to my sides. I needed to aid myself to sit up, as every bone in my body felt sore and heavy to move. I leaned against the headboard and stared outside the window. Yet nothing, I finished the sentence I had cut short in my head. Perhaps there had been a tiny part of me that expected things to change after last night. The way and manner the king had touched me, the method by which our bodies became one had led me to think that…that things would change for the better between us. A bitter chuckle forced its way out of the back of my throat. Who had I been fooling? "Your highness," A soft feminine cho
The Lycan King's Mistress Good News For Rasmus
.ALKAROD Alpha Rasmus stood by the window of the infirmary, hands locked behind his back. He had been spending more time in this room with his sick son and ever teary wife, more than any other room in his palace. The room reeked of fear, desperation and near death - both of which Alpha Rasmus harbored in the pit of his heart, in the gut of his stomach. He had developed a hobby of staring outside the window. Perhaps the light and fresh breeze from the outside world would refreshen and illuminate the nightmare his life had turned out to be since his son's sickness. Moons had come and gone, yet hope was still far fetched. And with the recent developments of the Lycan king, believing that there would be goodnews soon would be nothing but wishful thinking. Rasmus could not afford to wish. He could not intentionally break his own heart in such a manner. His Luna, however, did not share in his sentiment. His wife seemed to seize every opportunity she could find to cry, wail, and wish
The Lycan King's Mistress Grant His Wish
HANAERUM ~•~ "More wine!" "Oyy! More wine over here!" Kain Kurt turned to his right to find a naked waitress dallying around. In her hands were two trays filled with empty glasses. He frowned and spanked her hard across her ass cheeks. She squirmed. "You heard them, didn't you? Fucking fill the glasses up." He growled, watching with a faint sense of pride as her gaze dropped to his feet. "Yes, my Lord." She scurried away from his presence. Kain kept his eyes on her until she had disappeared into the darkness that waited outside the door. Once she was gone, he returned his gaze to the glorious sight in front of him; his thriving brothel, situated in the lower rooms of his mansion. He stroked his bearded chin with his right fingers, his left clutched his walking cane. Business had to continue, he thought to himself. So, he had developed a wise plan to bring the brothel to his very own home, where the king would be unable to stick his bloody nose into affairs that least concern
The Lycan King's Mistress A Lot To Be Done
Kain peered at the door. He wondered who it was that had thought it best to intrude into his private time. Whoever it was, the being had to be lucky he had received goodnews and not otherwise. "Come in!" He called out, while turning his back towards the door, in order to examine the weather outside more closely. The door flung open, and a familiar scent greeted his nostrils immediately. Lilies.Erika."Father!" Her frantic cry echoed in the six walls of his hexagonal shaped study. Kain turned sharply to glare at her. His tall and gallant daughter did not look very tall. She stood with her shoulder slouched, face buried in her palms as she cried. Kain's eyes scanned her slender frame in silence. He was not going to speak, he would allow her conclude her theatrics, he would only demand an explanation when she was done. Erika raised her eyes to look up at her father. He stood away from her, dark eyes peering down on her as she wept. She would have done anything, anything at all fo
The Lycan King's Mistress More Worthy
Rome sturdied his gaze on the papers in front of him. Balancing accounts were the least of his duties he enjoyed, he wished he could go hunting instead. Or read a fucking book. However, no matter how much he hated accounting, it was better than sinking himself in thoughts of Elora, and all that had happened between them the previous night. Rome could smell her scent on his skin. As though making love to her had engraved her scent into his skin, his nostrils, every fucking where! Shit. Rome cursed once he caught himself. He was doing it again. His head jerked up once he heard the knock on the door of his study. Grateful for the distraction, Rome banged his quill against the table and stretched his back out. "Come in!" He called out, hoping whoever was behind the door had heard him. The knob turned, and the door was slowly pushed open. Rome lowered his gaze to his table, while he raised his right hand to massage the sides of his head. Looking at so many numbers at once had starte
The Lycan King's Mistress Tell The Truth
ELORA~•~ The sun always looked very bright and pretty at mid-day. I always envied how free it was, up there in the sky, with little or no worries. I sat down on my reading desk, and stared out of the glass window. The book I had buried my eyes in after I returned from breakfast with my siblings, was closed on the table in front of me. While I continued to day dream of a life where I would be as free as the sun, a life where I would not be branded a traitor's daughter, a life where I meant more to the king than a slave breeder, my door flung open with full force. Alarmed, I turned sharply in the direction of the twin doors, blaming myself for not locking it after entering. However, my panic died down once I caught sight of Lucy. She jumped and hopped, as gracefully and blissfully as a kangaroo, towards me. "Oh! Elora! You would not ever believe what just came in!" She called out to me. Her doe eyes were bright with joy, brimming with happiness.She stood beside me, and placed a
The Lycan King's Mistress Be With You
ELORA~•~ "A walk? Sure!" Lucy replied, quite heartily. She looked towards the door, and started to walk away, but I had a question - a very important one - that prompted me to call her back. The answer was important, and would be a huge determiner of my next course of action. "Lucy," She stopped on her tracks and turned to me. I watched how she held the sides of her dress. "Can I ask you a question?" Lucy looked over me. A hint of worry flashed in her eyes, before she took three steps closer to me. Perhaps my facial expression had sent a wrong signal. I managed a small smile. Her previously tensed shoulders relaxed. My fingers locked on their own accord. The thought of the question alone…"Do you…? Has there ever been a lycan king who…who found his mate?" I blurted out. It was only after the question had escaped my lips, that I mustered the courage to look into her eyes. They sparkled with amusement. Lucy threw her head back in a short laughter. She waved her hand at me,
The Lycan King's Mistress Blood On My Hands
ELORA~•~ I did not stop clutching the sides of my dress. My heart flipped in my chest when Gael's back crashed against the hard wall. "Gael!" I heard myself scream. What was happening? When he cried out in pain, I clenched my fists, seething in mine. He fell on to the floor, his face kissed the dust of the ground. My fingers trembled by my sides. It was only at that moment that I tilted my neck to look at his assailant. The king hovered over his pitiful frame. He was taller and fiercer than I had ever seen him. The golden rays of the sun illuminated his eyes, causing them to sparkle with pure rage unlike any I had ever seen. My heart shrank in my chest. Beads of sweat trickled down my forehead, my damp fingers could not release my dress. The king picked Gael up with his head. I watched as he was lifted from the floor, his feet danced in the air while he fought to set himself free from the king's grasp. He could not outdo the king's strength. King Rome clasped a firm right
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