One of the most excruciating things to do is being in an help for your mate's wedding especially when you are not the one he is getting married to. Nyx could not help the stabs of pain around her chest and heart. She kept groaning at every jab of it. She even did her best to avoid coming face to face with Zenith. She did not know how she would face him if she sees him. It was better to avoid him that way, maybe he was avoiding too. She gulped hard and wiped the beads of sweat off her forehead. The Head Maid had suddenly called them while they were busy with the preparation.She ambled through the maids and as she could not get to the front, she stopped midway and craned her neck forward. “As you all know, we have five days to the wedding and the Princess’s Wedding Rituals will be beginning tonight. No mistakes will be pardoned. Everything must go pretty well. Every mixtures that will be used must be safely brought out and -” She pointed towards every one of the maids that stood before
“How dare-!” Mathias growled but Zenith cut him a glare to keep his voice low. “Keep your voice low.” He cautioned, taking a seat behind his study desk. Mathias snorted, taking a step forward. “There is definitely no way you would be able to do that, considering we have seven Elders who love their high seats so much and officers who will never bow to werewolves even if they were one.” He reasoned and that was why Zenith has not sent his reply yet. He was caught between wanting to see what Selda and Lionel had in mind to ask him to do something like that and making sure he put them in place. He would have to decide soon because the days were fast approaching. His finger tip tapped the desk as he stared into nothingness. What was he going to do? He looked up all of a sudden. “And where is Lionel? No reports yet?” He asked. Mathias shook his head. “We have not been to get any reports but one thing is for sure, he has not returned to the Werewolf Realm.” He replied. Zenith slowly no
"Let me in!" Selda snapped at Mathias who stood guard at the door of the chambers."I'm sorry, Princess Selda but the Lycan King is taking a deep rest. He won't be able to attend to you." He told her bluntly.She snorted out as she held her waist. "When he wakes up, I will have him remove you first from your position. I promise you." She hissed with a glare and walked away, anger boiling in her veins. She met the maids that were serving her on her way back, they stopped her."Princess, we were asked that we escort you back to your Quarters. The Ritual has been finalized already." They informed her."How?" She soon dismissed them, not like she was interested in the Rituals by the way. She snorted and turned around then began to head back to her Quarters. She could not help but pace to and fro. The maids who were attending to her were also terrified with the way she was behaving.Wait, but if he is sick, will the wedding take place? She thought. Or could this be part of their plan to mak
The morning arrived quickly, Zenith had woken up briefly but he had shown no sign of recovery from the injury then fell back unconscious. The female doctor who was attending to him was confused. It seemed the injury had worsened over night. It was the usual cure she used on him when it came to silver and aconite injury but now… she did not even know what to do anymore.“Anything the issue, Doctor?” Mathias asked her when he saw how her eyes were narrowed at Zenith’s waist.She looked at him. “I don't know, Right Hand but his injury seem to worsen overnight. His Lycan is not healing him which is really strange.” She said.Mathias took a step closer and checked the injury. He could see for himself that it was true. Why was Zenith’s beast not healing him?“So what can be done now? Tomorrow is the wedding ceremony.” He asked.She shook her head. “There is nothing we can do. The only thing is his Lycan's healing. If his beast can’t heal him, then he is just a mere man and can die from this.
It was busy in the entire Palace. Everything had been completed and the guests were slowly arriving. Meals and drinks were available and placed on every table. The drummers and players had taken their spots and began the feast already. Mathias was anxious. He watched how everyone laughed and cheered drunkenly. Only if they knew at what expense they had this respite, they would be sober. “Are you dressed already, Right Hand?” The Head Maid asked, coming to stand in line with him as she also kept her gaze on the people. Mathias cast a glance at her and shook his head with a sigh escaping through his nostrils. “His Majesty is dressing. I needed to make sure everywhere is safe for him.” He replied. She nodded in agreement and said nothing as they watched. She has been in this palace way even him but what their eyes have seen and their ears have heard was a story for another day. “Do you think this…” Mathias trailed off. The Head Maid cut him a glance and she managed to smile a bit. “Ri
The light was too bright, she thought to herself as she tightened her eyes. She slowly raised her hand to cover her eyes so that she could open them. She squinted them open, only to see talk trees surrounding her. A quick memory of her sitting alone in the Dark Forest swiped past her vision and she jerked up instantly, looking frantically. How did she reach here?She narrowed her eyes at the distance between the trees and she glanced around, the memories since last night came back in a rush and her chest constricted so tight that she had to grip it.Bond... it was the bond. She instantly scrambled to her feet. Her mate was getting married to another today. Without wasting more time, she started for the Hall. She ran as fast as she could even if she knew nothing could be done. She slowed down when she got to the place where people gathered. She looked lost. What was happening? Why was everyone gathered at a point as if someone unusual had come?"I can't believe the Lycan King gave him
I bathed the woman who will be bedding my mate tonight. Cleaned her with the best oils and styled her hair in the most attractive way. I made her look like heaven under this beautiful dark night. It was painful. My heart constricted in my chest with pain. It was hard to control the tears from falling. I watched how she smiled at every glance at herself in the mirror. I could not help but curl my fist into a ball. I never had a story and will never. At least not with him or even... anyone. It was just me. A 'me' that is just useless to him. I have lost my mate. My only means of salvation. I am now bound in captivity. ~NYX~ **** Griselda flipped her hair to the back, her body glistened with oils that maids had used on her. She loved the way she scented and how the lycan ornament suited her. She rose to her feet, the transparent gown she was wearing splayed out behind her and she looked at Nyx who had no expression on her face. "Is everything prepared?" She asked. "Yes, Your Highn
The next morning, Zenith left for his study room because of the pain he was feeling from his side. The injury did not seem to be healing at all and it was causing sweat to form on his forehead.Mathias hurried inside and quickly locked the door. Rushing towards him, he saw how Zenith gripped the desk before him like he was going to tear it apart."How... you..." He did not know what to even say. Zenith looked up at him, his chest heaving with heavy breaths and his eyes reddening."Let me get the doctor." He suggested but Zenith shook his head, using his hand to stop him. Mathias bit his lip in apprehension."What should I do then? You can't shift. Your beast won't let you." He said, tapping his feet against the ground."Get... her." He managed to say, earning a confused look from Mathias."Who?" He asked, hoping it was not who he was thinking."That omega slave," Zenith replied with a bite, holding his side and falling back on his chair."Zenith, you know how dangerous it is for her...