She tossed and turned in the little space she laid down. Her hands gripped her lower abdomen tight. She was in pain. Full pain. Her face contorted in agony. It felt like every part of her constricted and all she wanted to do was free it. Sweats beaded on her forehead as her eyes darted in their sockets, still closed. This has never happened to her before. Her throat kept bobbing and she did not want to wake up because she slept really late the night before. After Cassandra had pulled her usual trick, she had to redo her chores thrice.Slowly, ever slowly, the pain began to subside and her hands loosened. Her shoulders relaxed and she fell into her beautiful slumber.• • • • • •A kick and a yell made Nyx jerk up from her sleep. Her eyes were still hazy from her sleep but as she glanced around, the pain from the kick slowly began to register, and she instantly gripped her rib tight with a painful wince."Are you blind?" Cassandra's hiss tore through the air and she raised her gaze to me
“Cheers,” The men laughed, raising golden cups to one another as they drank the wine. The maids who stood close to them refilled their cups and all Zenith did was watch. Watch them as they toasted away his people. Toasted with greed and covetousness with their drinks. The Seven Elders proved their worth as they subtly returned the toasts.Zenith’s jaw hardened as he watched them. Mathias watched Zenith with keen eyes. He would be lying if he said that he was not dying in suspense as to why Zenith had called for an urgent meeting with the local officers. He hardly ever called them. All he needed was call tell the Seven Elders and they will contact them but now... After having his Chief Messenger, Zariel, meet them. He knew it had to be really urgent.The Head Maid stationed more maids around them. One thing about this meeting was that, these men were allowed to bring in their hàrlòts. This was the only way they would be able to be serious. Apart from Elder Povah, Zenith and Mathias, lad
He could not catch the wolf. How did they get into his land? First the hairpin and now a wolf? Was Lionel playing a game with him or what?He trudged off, going through the inner passage to his room, his feet scraped the floor, echoing in the dim lighted place. Hot rage ran through his veins.He had dismissed the men since they could not find any proper solution to what he said and he hated men who dragged others down. He would have to stay up all night, thinking of solutions by himself. The maids had already brought his night’s broth. The broth helped him in relaxing, even though he knew that it could barely help him to fall asleep. He has been sleep depraved since that incident.He changed his dress and took a night bath before returning and eating the broth. “Anyone there?” He called and Cassandra came in running.“Your Highness.”“Take this plate.” He ordered and she carried it. After a last bow, she walked away and he made his way to the study room where he pondered throughout the
“Lycan King, you cannot keep ignoring Lady Selda.” Elder Povah said in his shaky old voice. Zenith paused from what he was writing. This was why they were here. Wasn’t it?He tipped his chin. “And why do you say so, Elder Povah? I agreed to marry her, not love her.” He told them.The Elder smiled, giving off the energy of being old and Zenith being young. “I understand. Marriage in times like this is not aimed at love but for alliance but still, you need to bond with her. She is going to be the one carrying your heir, the future Lycan King. You need to get closer to her.” He said.“Words reached me that she reached out to you, saying, she would love to go on a Land Tour with you, why don't you accept her? It could help in relieving your stress.” He asked, knowing he had hit a spot.Releasing a deep sigh, Zenith climbed down from his throne and stared at the old man. “If it was you that was sitting on the throne, I know you would have married her to have your kids alone. But still... Y
Mathias stepped into Zenith’s study room, noticing it was only Cassandra that stood at the door. Zenith did not lift up his eyes to see him because he knew who was coming in.“Lycan King,” He greeted, bowing slightly. “Divine is awake and he asks to see you.” He informed him. Instantly, he dropped what he was reading and gazed up at him. A shadow flickered over his face and he slowly blinked it away as he rose to his feet.He knew meeting his nephew will spark memories he has been trying so hard to forget and he knew that they will likely discuss it and he might break the bored façade he had managed to put on for years.The both of them said nothing as they took the strenous walk to the healer’s place. A place which is hidden from people from the palace.“What a surprise visit!” The Healer’s voice rang out and Zenith watched him blankly. He still did not know what his name was. After the time he had saved him... He still refused to tell him in his name.The man dressed in a black cloak
A lady dressed in a beautifully made ball gown walked majestically through the palace gate and toward the King’s chambers. Her face was painted in the finest colors with the obvious aim of seduction. The way her heels clicked against the floor announced her presence even before people turned toward her. Rieta. The Lycan King’s mistress. That was who she was.With a smile on her red painted lips, she stood before the study room and a guard stepped forward. “The King is not in his study room.” He informed her and her smile fell.“Where is he?” She asked him.“He is taking an evening walk. If you would like to wait for him, stay at the entrance of chambers. A guard would be asked to get him.”“No,” She said hurriedly, smiling nervously. “Erm... I will wait for him.” She added quickly.She walked away and went to wait for him in his room. Standing before the mirror in his room, her face glinted with joy and she bit her lips at the sexiness of her unclear shape reflecting in the mirror.The
Lionel smiled, the black veil coming off his face as he stepped further into the light. Selda narrowed her eyes at her brother. He was in the lycan's dress under disguise and he smelled like one of them. Her node twitched at the scratchy scent."Didn't you miss me, sister?" He asked, his eyes glinting with a devious smirk. She morphed back to her human form and Lionel threw her a cloak to cover up."Lionel, what are you doing here?" She asked him, this time with her voice, sparing a glance at him."Wait," She turned to him, realization slowly cutting in. "Are you the wolf that was his Zenith's territory the other day?" She asked him."What? He knew?" He asked casually, taking a seat on one of the rocks there. He peeled and flipped the nuts into his mouth."What are you doing here?" She asked him again, her eyes hard on him.He shook his head slowly. "Younger sister, you have been asking that question since we met. No greeting?" He clicked his tongue.She rolled her eyes. "You abandoned
Zenith walked into the courtroom, his hands intertwined behind him and his face morphed into a blank look.The Seven Elders stepped back as they bowed, "Your Highness." They chorused.He sat on the throne and Mathias stood next to him. "And to what do I owe this urgent request?" He asked them, his eyes fixed on them.Elder Povah, as usual, stepped out and gave him a slight bow. "It is concerning the 'chaos' that happened earlier today, Your Highness." He started.Zenith watched him closely. He knew they would bring this up and he was expecting them to."I think it is high time you put the clan's peace into consideration and get married to Princess Griselda. If you do this, we may be able to ask Lionel for some doctors which would help in -""I don't need Lionel's doctors for the treatment of my people." Zenith cut in, his fist clenching as he rose up and got down from the throne. "The doctors that are in my palace are enough. And why do you think Lionel will give us his doctors after a