After her parents are killed in a pack attack, Celia escapes the clutches of the alpha and his notorious pack members only to find herself face to face with the youngest Lycan Prince, Jasper. He is someone everybody avoids, nobody understands and even the King is wary of. "Just kill me and be done with it” I said as irritation building up inside me found its escape through my tongue. I was not even afraid of death anymore. I could even picture meeting my parents again in the afterlife. "Things have gotten too interesting for that” He replied, dragging me out of my thoughts. He gave me a malicious look and a smile that did not reach his eyes. Death would have been an easy way out but there was no escaping Prince Jasper.
View MoreCelia Jasper broke the awkward silence as he grinned upon seeing his best friend. “You are here” He took a few steps forward but Nymeria merely raised her hand to smack him on his shoulder. “Ow,” Jasper winced as Nymeria glared at him. “Do you have any idea what important work I was doing? And you just don’t say anything else apart from Help and Please? I half-expected to see you bruised and injured but here you are, smiling at me.” Jasper looked to me for help. “Look what kind of best friend I have. She is unhappy to see me smiling. She would rather prefer to see me bleeding and injured.” I ignored their bickering and pulled Nymeria into a hug. “Sorry, I could not risk stating the reason for calling you here in the letter.” Nymeria hugged me back and replied, “Either way, my work was almost done. So, what was the emergency?” She asked and I slowly turned her to face Xenos. “This is Xenos. He might have a solution to the curse” I said instead of revealing anything else. It
Celia Xenos raised an eyebrow at that. The question should have made him say something like ‘you are muttering nonsense’ but he only looked at me curiously. “Why would you ask that?” I bit my lower lip nervously. What I was about to say could topple the fae kingdom and my friend’s life. I had to be very careful. So, I pushed a stray lock of hair behind my ear and asked, “Forget it, just a random thought” However, Xenos saw the hesitation in my eyes and straightened his back. “I am just asking if you know anything about it. There has been no mention of the witch for ages. It is like she disappeared into thin air.” My words sounded lame even to me. “But you asked if she would remarry? Why that?” I let out a sigh, my fingers playing with the tablecloth. “I mean the loss of a child is the greatest grief of a mother. So I thought…she might have wanted another one. It is only natural.” Xenos thought about it for a while. “You could say so. But I have no idea if she ever…remarrie
Celia“Please have mercy, the kids are naive and innocent. Just like your son was. You are a mother, you will always be, do not put all mothers to shame by killing little children, I beg you.”But the witch shook her leg hard, throwing Arwen away. “Shut up you pathetic scum. Don’t you dare remind me what it means to be a mother.”Arwen’s head hit a pillar but she was unbothered by it.“Please, don’t kill them. Kill me instead. Not the three children. I know you loved your son, I love them like my own too. I know you were wronged but these three little souls did not do that.”The witch roared, pointing a finger at Brigdain and the court trembled.“He was the one to kill my son. I have waited all these years to make him go through that pain, to make him suffer. Do you think your words can quell my hunger? Only their deaths would avenge my son!!!!”The King tried to push through again while the two women were talking. He had almost inched closer to the witch and was about to attack her w
CeliaMy mouth fell open after hearing that.“You…you are….” I began and Xenos sadly replied,“Yes, I am her husband and the son she lost was mine, too. To be honest, she had lost her family long before she succumbed to the dark magic. She lost me when she let greed overpower our love. She lost our son when dark magic began to corrupt our veins.”I took a moment to process this. She had imprisoned her own husband in the dungeon, letting him rot forever in a secret chamber that nobody would find?How cruel she could be?My expressions must have conveyed my growing hatred of her because Xenos added, “I know you must be thinking of me as a bad person, too. Trust me, I tried a lot to stop her, but she was too stubborn, too headstrong. When she found the Lycan castle, she wanted it immediately as her den. She wanted to sit on that throne and make people bow to her…”I could not say I understood that. What would a throne of a mortal give her when dark magic had almost made her immortal? Or
CeliaI raised an eyebrow at his line. I doubted even Gods had the stamina to do it a thousand times.I playfully slapped his shoulder and muttered, “Let me get up and go meet Xenos. He should be in a condition to speak now.”Jasper did not move neither did he let me.“You have to do more than mention meeting another man to force me to get up and let you go. You understand my situation right?”He asked and the way his eyes darkened with desire again told me that he wasn’t done, not yet.We had never had two three rounds in one go either but we had more pressing matters to attend to. “If I break the curse, just once will be more than enough, you know” I countered and Jasper grinned.I reached for his face and pulled him close for a kiss before muttering. “Let us go find the curse and then return for another round.”“That’s more like it” Jasper gave me a bright smile and finally got up from the bed. I went to the bathroom and quickly cleaned myself, washed my face and put on a long gow
CeliaTime seemed to move at a snail’s speed as I kept pacing through the room, waiting for the hour hand to move. The healer had said Xenos would be ready to talk in an hour or so and those sixty minutes felt like the longest I had ever spent.Meanwhile, Jasper was simply staring outside the window with a blank expression. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I did nto even notice him sitting like that.When my legs finally grew tired of pacing up and down, I looked at him and saw the soft light falling on his face, illuminating it.Slowly I made my way towards him and embraced him…or tried to.“What are you thinking about?” I asked in a low voice and I felt his hand reach up to slide across my waist.I guess he had not even done it consciously. He pulled me close and I let him as my face rested on his broad chest, and my small palm could sense his heartbeat from under the shirt.“Nothing specific” He replied after a while but the dry tone told me a lot was going on in his head.“
CeliaAs I kept staring at the love of my life, the fire near the bed of the prisoner flared suddenly.Startled, I craned my neck up to get a better view.It seemed that the prisoner was stirring. Hastily, I got up and ran towards him while the fire continued to flare occasionally.Half of his face was bandaged while the other half was bruised and battered, so it was very hard for me to make out his exact features.But I believed he was not some gruesome looking person before all these injuries had been inflicted on him.He twitched some more, and I saw his eyelashes flutter a little.A plume rose up in the air, turning into a cloud of smoke, the dying embers crackling and sputtering out in a moment.The man took a few deep breaths suddenly, as if the air around him did not contain enough oxygen.And then his eyes flew open.I took a step back to see the eyes…or whatever that was.There was no iris nor pupil. Everything inside was pitch black. The black eyes stared at the ceiling for
CeliaI turned around to see the man twitch in his sleep. His fingers moved just a little and I saw his forehead crease just a little.“Did we wake him up?” I asked Jasper worriedly and he scoffed, “If all the shouting and whipping did not wake him up earlier, what we did...or were about to...definitely should not wake him up.”I ignored his attempt to pull me closer and start kissing me again. We could do that later, now we needed answers.Even Arwen was taken care of so I felt happy that her threat was mostly gone. Now what remained was helping this man and finding out who did this to him.Pushing Jasper away, I peered at the man lying on the bed, wondering if I had misheard something."He had moved a little in his sleep, hadn't he?" I asked Jasper who kept staring at the prisoner. He raised a finger and muttered, "Maybe I should poke him a little" but I grabbed his hand and pulled it back.My hope began to disappear as he lay unmoving and I decided to step away from him when again,
CeliaI simply kept staring at Jasper for a long time as his words reached my ears. He had said some variations of those to me in private, but I had not seen him declare that in public.And I would have definitely not imagined him to say that to Arwen, of all people.But he had. And my heart swelled with pride.This man had taken some time to believe me, as his love for the woman who had raised him did not let him think rationally, but the minute enough proof was provided, he changed his opinion drastically.Arwen was staring at him with a horrified face. “Listen, Prince Jasper, I can explain…”But Jasper only thundered, “Grace!!”I had forgotten Grace was around and that she had almost dissolved into tears. I turned to look at her, but instead of fear, I saw a new expression on her face.Courage.She was staring defiantly at Arwen, who was dangling from Jasper’s hand, trying to free herself from his hold while gasping for air.Grace stepped forward and approached Jasper, who did not
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