Queen Penelope who was expecting a child, strode on her way to visit an old fortune teller outside Odyssey. With her was King Kenneth, her husband who hadn't left her side since he was told about their forthcoming child. "Would it hurt?" Queen Penelope asked, searching the eyes of her beloved for reassurance and security. She wanted to know if the fortune teller would have to do something to her in order to tell her future as she had never visited them in the past. "No, my love." He responded, "but I would have loved it if you went to your sisters, they have been white witches for decades and must have mustered different dimensions to use their powers." He explained, his stomach rumbled so loud it was audible to her ears and even when he wanted to pretend that he was okay by walking fast ahead of her, she already knew. "You're hungry." She stated in a firm voice, pulling him by the hand and dragging him back so that he was towering over her. He was huge, well built and strong, a hug

Richard The sun peeped into my room, and its rays fell on my face as if waking me up to a new day of extreme search and jealousy. I didn't want to leave my bed, afraid of another futile search which happens to be all I could get in finding my mate. "Good morning, my love," Nemiueh, who had spent the night with me, said and if I didn't feel disgusted, I felt annoyed. She placed her hand on my chest, rubbing it in circular motion which was classic of her. She does this whenever she wants to make a request. It made me cringe as I recalled how many times she has used our nights together to make outrageous requests some of which I fulfill. "Hmmm," I breathed while waiting to hear what she had to say, stopping her hand from moving on my chest. "My love," she whispered next to my ears but I didn't want that attachment. "Prince," I corrected, "It's Prince Richard or Sire to you, nothing more or less." I started in a clear tone and she rolled her eyes. "Mark me," she blurted out and my

Richard We were all gathered by the lake under the dark sky while the palace maids gathered wood at the center of the gathering to make fire while we waited for any of the old alphas to address us. They had already assembled, each one sitting in the order of the rank they held and since it was a meeting for everyone and not only the males, every werewolf and of course, each with their mates. The pack was often divided into segments but today, everyone sat together except the oldest members of the pack who were referred to as elders as they have fought many wars before us and even before our fathers. "Greetings my dear family," King Harold, my father, greeted as he began. It was his signature way of welcoming the pack together and making them feel closer to him by calling then his family. "It's been a long time since we all sat down together under the dark sky to discuss, I can't even begin to express how excited I am about how large we have grown since our last meeting, little c

Henrietta "Your bath is ready, my princess." The maid servant said upon stepping out of the bathroom. My personal maid, Chloe, was out to get me lunch as I'd rather have another maid prepare my bath than fix my meal. "Thank you," I said in appreciation for her time before dragging myself towards the bathroom. I was about to reach for the bathroom door when I heard a rush of wind in my room and stopped at that exact moment to see who was in my room. "Princess Henrietta," one of my father's palace guards said as he became visible to me, "The King requests your presence at lunch." He informed me and I tightened my brows in such a way that a fine line formed between them. "Is there a problem?" I asked, it's been a while since my father called us all to lunch and I think a while meant a year since that was how long mother has been ill. "I hope not, my princess." He replied and although I raised a brow as if asking him how sure he was, he politely looked away, bending low his head and

Richard I found myself standing before a gigantic castle and right in front of its magnificent doors were two guards. One of them went in to make known our presence and walked before us into the palace. My father went before us while I and Charles stood on his sides, walking along with him while the servants carried our gifts behind us. The throne room was well decorated with tall marble walls adorned with rare jewels of different kinds. I took a moment to admire the room and all it had, then I noticed that it had no windows. I guess to prevent the sun from getting in but the room wasn't dark either as there were huge bulbs in the room and a chandelier right before the throne. "Harold!" I heard a deep excited voice say my father's name and I looked straight ahead to see an oval face with a sharp jaw and blue orbs which shone as he spoke. He was gradually rising to his feet as he was seated on his throne and once he was fully up, I must say I might just be looking at the most hands