The days passed by in haste that in the blink of an eye, the wedding day arrived.These days I hardly know what I am doing. My life seem to be spiralling out of course, a course I didn't have any control over.From the second day, just as Abigail informed me, preparations commenced and because it was a fast wedding, the normal pace required to plan the wedding was skipped. Even the wedding planners had to live in the palace so that they don't have to leave as they had to work overnight to get everything to be successful on the Dday.I was excited but mostly frightened. The former was because I was getting married to my mate as I have always dreamt of, but on the other hand, it wasn’t to the love of my life, albeit, to a man who I haven't seen with my two eyes since that very day he promised to wreck hell on my life.Still, I couldn't back out now. I was a pussy, afraid to go back to my people but rather accept every nonsense that would be hurled at my face in this place where I don't b

Ashton."I feel like killing you right now, dickhead! How dare you do that to her? She is our mate!" Fangs whined, jumping about in anger as he tried to unleash but I reined him in, standing at my favourite spot over the cliff that overlooked the wide expense of my Kingdom as I looked on aimlessly. I knew I had gone overboard last night with what I did to our mate. But I will never feel guilty over it. I warned her. I gave her a chance to back out. To come to me and accept my rejection. But she was stubborn. What was she thinking? That I will change my mind? I scoffed and took a swig from the bottle of black Whiskey I came out with. "You keep whining like an old crow but it won't change nothing, Fangs.""I hope you choke on that substance and die!" He has never been this mad. But I understand. "This is just the beginning," I ventured, not even trying to pacify him. He growled and tried once more causing me to stagger back, my eyes changed colour but I gritted my teeth hard and shoo

Instead of fleeing, I did the unthinkable, I placed my nose on his bare body and Inhaled deeply. It was like an elixir, casting unknown spell on me. "Mmm...smells so good."His body vibrated with the thunderous rumble of his growl and before I knew what was happening, he smashed me on the door, grabbed my neck and obtained my lips in a heated kiss.He kissed me so hard that my knees wobbled, my hands going on an adventure of their own in his large frame. Soon I was flying up to land on his waist, looking so small as compared to his large frame. I wracked my hands through his hair, unable to contain the hunger I felt inside me. My hips was moving, grounding on his as I felt his large manhood prod me from under. "Yeah..." I sighed.In my euphoric daze, I didn't see him move out of position until I was colliding with the softness of the mattress and him coming on top of me to continue devastating my lips with his sumptuous ones. "Arh!" My chest lifted up from the bed as his hand found

It was Saturday morning and I couldn’t wake up fast due to the intense cold weather. Normally, I would have woken up earlier and left the room for my newly acquired habit; running, after tossing and turning throughout the night as my mate hardly acknowledged me whenever he came into the bedroom.These days, he comes in very late in the night when he thinks I am deeply asleep and then very early, he will leave the room when he thinks I am still asleep. Unknown to him, I was very much aware of every one of his movements, enduring it in agony and wishing most times that I could give in to my natural instinct and touch him. Most times I even wake up in the middle of the night and just stare at him in abject longing, my heart breaking at having something so precious, yet, suffering in loneliness.“Your highness,” I flipped my eyes towards the bedside where Kora stood smiling down at me. Forcefully. I didn't even hear her enter the room. “What?” I sat up from the bed and tossed the covers

Gwendolyn As the pain stopped I gradually stood from the ground with my eyes still on the woman I caught fucking my mate. She stood there, haughty, a strip of guilt not on her face. If anything, from the slight steep of her mouth to the side, I could see she felt victorious.It was the same woman from the other day. My mate's mistress."He is married to me," was the first thing I said, balancing on my feet as anger rocked my body. I wanted to leap across and tear her to pieces. Shred her until the ground would be littered with the messy nuggets of her nothingness. But, I contained myself. "Why are you doing this?" I held back tears. Never cry in front of your subject, the former queen said. "He chose me, not you. ""Yet, he seeks my warmth,” she said proudly, taking a single step forward. I saw red. "He will always chose me, irrespective of marriage to you..." She dragged the marriage in mockery as a mocking smile spread across her flawless face. It pained me more because she was b