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DarrenIvy and Alfred had fled to vampire territory. Why would two lycans go to the vampire territory? They wouldn’t dare go there unless they had a contact or were sympathizers. A small group of lycans and werewolves sided with the vampires, thinking they should have more territory. They argued that we should give them some of our lands. And for what reason? To have fresh hunting grounds? Because the humans were growing more scarce.That wasn’t our problem. They were the ones who mistreated the humans and made them leave. They could have worked out better conditions and had a working relationship with them. But instead, they ruled by fear and force.We had contacts of our own in vampire territory. It was still only a matter of time before we located Alfred and Ivy. If they thought going there would save them, they were mistaken. They were only prolonging the inevitable.I felt Allissa’s head lean against my arm and I looked down at her. She had fallen asleep. I stare at her for a mome
AllissaA tingling warmth embraced me. It was so comforting and I felt so ... safe. I realized I had not felt this safe in a long time. Not since I was a child living with both of my parents. It felt nice. A heavenly cinnamon scent enveloped me, and that was when the memories of the day began to flash through my mind. I slowly became aware of my surroundings and that I was no longer at the packhouse. I opened my eyes, seeing Lyle’s blue sapphire eyes looking at me. His black hair matched his brother’s, and they would look very similar if it wasn’t for the eyes.I slowly sat up and turned my head to look next to me. I had been sleeping on the Lycan King for who knows how long.“I’m so sorry.” I didn’t even remember falling asleep. It just happened.“Don’t be sorry. He’s been cheesing the whole way home.” Lyle laughed as I heard Darren snort beside me.I watched as he leaned in closer, his green eyes locked onto mine before they fluttered closed. Then, his lips covered mine. A sweet, tin
“What the hell is your problem?!” Rodney growled, taking a small step back from Lyle. He tilted his head to the side and then raised up his hands, submitting to him. “Johnathon said you would either bring back the alpha or luna for questioning, and when you arrived to take them to the holding cell.”“There’s been a change of plans.” Lyle took in a slow breath and then glanced back at me. His eyes softened and he gave me a small smile. “I’m sorry. Did I startle you?”“Whoa, I’ve never seen you this nice before. Is she your mate?” Rodney asked, and I listened as Lyle snorted angrily.“I’ve always been the nice one!”“To who?” Rodney leaned back on his heels and laughed. “You’re just under Mr. Broody himself.”The girl with the black hair giggled. “You just don’t know how to speak to them.”“Okay, Cleo.” A woman with blonde hair rolled her blue eyes in obvious annoyance.“Don’t be jealous, Claudia. You just have a different type of relationship with them.” Cleo smirked at her, and with t
“You are going to dad now, right?” Lyle asked as he jogged up behind us. I glanced back to see Tim and Rodney following at a distance. My guess was Tim was explaining everything to Rodney.“Yes, dad needs to know now. I was hoping to announce her to both of them at the same time. No doubt mom has already linked him.” Darren rubbed my arm and I glanced up at him.“Is this okay? I mean ... us?” I had so much I wanted to say, but that was what came out. It was different since he was the Lycan King. His decisions affected the entire kingdom. He stopped walking, staring at me with a small smile on his face. His hands cupped my cheeks as he leaned down, softly brushing his lips against mine. Beautiful tingles singed my lips as if telling me this is what was right. If only it was just the two of us … then I wouldn’t be feeling so apprehensive.“Of course this is okay. I meant what I said. I would have killed your mate to claim you. I won’t be separated from you. You belong to me, Allissa. Yo
We walked inside the room, which I expected to be a throne room. I don’t know why I expected that, but I did. Instead, it was a room filled with plants and trees. It honestly wasn’t a room; it was a large area that was bigger than the pack house I had lived in.I felt a heavy presence coming toward us. The weight of it was almost suffocating. I could tell it demanded submission, but that was something I wouldn’t do. A broad, muscular man walked through the trees. He had black hair and dark blue eyes that were fixated on me.The pressure became more intense, as if he was trying to force me to bare my neck to him. Instead, I held my ground and stared him down. My lycan felt angry at this abuse of power.“Dad—” Darren’s voice seemed annoyed as his dad lifted a hand up to silence him.“Evette.” His father said while staring at me. I shook my head. Evette was my mother, but how did he know her name? I watched as he nodded his head. “Your mother’s name is Evette, right?”“Was. She died.” I m
There was so much food, I wasn’t able to try everything. It was a comfortable atmosphere with Darren and his officers. But after dinner, my mind wandered back to his parents and what they had said. My mother was from the Lycan Kingdom, and I still didn’t know why she left. I never knew we had the ability to ignore powerful auras. Though, looking back on it now, I realize that Alfred’s aura never even remotely fazed me.My mother seemed relieved when I agreed to be Alfred’s mate. At the time, I thought it was because she wouldn’t have to suffer and would be able to pass peacefully. But now, I wondered if there was more to it. Did she think that, by being with Alfred, I would be hidden and safe? Why didn’t she explain anything to me when she knew she didn’t have much time left? That was the biggest puzzle to me.“Oh, you guys are all having dinner in here?” Cleo came into the room, batting her fake eyelashes.“Actually, we’re finished.” Lyle didn’t bother to look up as he drank the cont
DarrenHer words were like the gun going off at the start of a race. She had given me her approval, and gods, I needed to stay in control. I couldn’t lose myself and do everything to her that was swimming in my mind. It was our first time together, and it was going to be special.I lifted her to my chest and carried her to my bed, her sweet, trusting eyes locked onto mine the whole time. Gosh, she shouldn’t trust me like that. If she could read my mind, she would want to slap me for the thoughts swarming in there. Everything that I wanted to do to her ... pure, pleasurable torture.We’d both had sex before, but I’d heard it was completely different with your fated mate. Already, I knew the kisses were better. And her touch ... hell, her look could bring me to my knees. I’m not going to lie. I briefly felt nervous. I hoped she wouldn’t be disappointed with my performance. But as I laid her on the bed and she threw her shirt off, all of that vanished. Gods, her breasts were all I could f
AllissaI have never had so many orgasms in one night. Complete, divine exhaustion swam through my body. He had carefully washed my skin, but then that turned into splashing tub sex that soaked his floors. By the time we were done, no water remained in the tub. We finally finished up in the shower before I collapsed into bed. I was asleep before my head even hit the pillow. I vaguely remember him scooping me into his arms and pulling me to his chest.I felt his lips leaving soft kisses against my head and I fluttered my eyes open to look at him. Gods, he was gorgeous. He had this sexy-as-hell half smile on his face as his eyes looked over my face.“How did you sleep, my sex goddess?”I giggled and buried my head under his chin. “Good morning,” I purred as he chuckled.“Morning has come and gone. It’s afternoon.”My eyes fully opened and I half sat up. “Noon?!” I didn’t so much care about the time, but I had been hogging the king all evening, and now all of the next day. “You have thing
I stared at the desk, looking at the blizzard of papers that needed my attention. The past week had been a blur of ‘Your Majesty’ and ‘My Queen’ and ‘These require your attention.’ Demanding and exhausting.“Your Majesty.” Damnit, here comes another one. I look up from the evil papers to the messenger coming in. “These require your review and royal seal.”“Thank you.” Those were the flat tones words that came out of my mouth, but my mind was saying, ‘Fuck you.’Lyle walked in just as the messenger left, carrying two cups of steaming goodness. Hot chocolate!“I have our fuel. Let’s dive into the sea of paperwork before we drown in it.” He smirked, setting my cup in front of me before he pulled up a chair.I scooted over, making room for him. “Where do we start?” I asked, motioning over the stack of papers.“We start at the top and work our way through to the bottom.” He made a spot in front of us. “I’ll read and you stamp? Or do you want to read and I’ll stamp?”“You read. I’ll stamp.”
“The watch is hot, but it was cold when it was first given to me. The heat from the watch is a type of energy, but what does it mean?!” Fury was trying to help me. She was giving me tiny hints the best way she could. I needed to think about everything she had told me. Every word could be a tip.“Gujin is a messenger. Was that his way of telling you the watch is a message?”It made sense. Maybe even Gujin was trying to leave me a clue. I guess neither one was able to tell me anything, which was frustrating, especially when they may have been involved. That would mean that Gujin knew what happened to my father. I know I’m meant to figure it out on my own, because it seems like this is the type of game the gods enjoy.“You know what? One mystery at a time.” I sighed and brushed my hair behind my ear. “So the guards have found some evidence of brainwashing?”“Evidence of ... manipulation. Mind games. Enough that it has convinced my father. He’s with mom now. He decided to talk with her an
AllissaI thought that becoming the queen would make me feel different. But I was still just me. Lyle followed me everywhere and was always helping me. There were a lot of boring things I had to read and sign. I wonder how Darren managed to stay awake. I honestly felt myself dozing several times. Luckily for me, I could blame the pregnancy.“Issy, look, this just arrived from Darren!” Lyle ran to me with childlike excitement.My fingers moved so fast as I dove into the letter. It had been days since I’d heard from him. I felt my eyes watering up. His words reflected exactly how I felt. I wish I could see him … I wish I could hold him. I wonder if he knew I was the queen now? At least I knew he was okay, but it did little to heal the aching pain in my chest.“He’s okay.” I smiled, glancing up at Lyle’s relieved eyes. “Sounds like the battles have been steady. I’ve been so worried—” The tears welled up in my eyes as I held his letter to my chest. I had barely been hanging on. My mate was
DarrenI dragged another fallen enemy across the blood-soaked earth, my body screaming in protest.“Another one,” I grunted to myself, tossing the limp form atop the pile with a dull thud. I wiped the sweat from my brow as I looked over the battlefield. It had been a non-stop onslaught for days. I haven’t even had time to send a message to Ally. I can imagine her blue eyes as she sits in our bedroom. She was probably worried and each day without contact would make it worse. I have been fighting to the brink of exhaustion. Collapsing for an hour or two of sleep and then right back at it.There were so many vampires … many were new. When they took over these towns, those who lived there either became food or new vampires. They were building their army. If that wasn’t enough, the demons who have joined them were also well prepared.I was barely able to catch my breath and another battle would arrive. I surveyed the chaos around me, that had become a frequent sight. In all honesty, we nee
I had no clue who or what I was looking at. A small, delicate person? Or something more like a fairy? The figure was small, no taller than a child, but it radiated an otherworldly power that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Delicate, translucent wings fluttered behind her, her skin as white as ivory. She wore a white, shimmering gown that flowed around her. Her face was impossibly beautiful, with high cheekbones and almond-shaped eyes that seemed to glow with an inner fire. But it was her expression that truly captivated me. A fierce determination and cold detachment that sent a shiver down my spine.The way she was staring at me almost looked aggressive, which made me defensive.“Who are you? What do you want with me?” I demanded, injecting as much authority into my voice as I could muster.“I haven’t decided yet.” Her voice was cold as her eyes fixated on mine.“You haven’t decided who you are, or you haven’t decided what you want with me? I asked you two questions
“Is this really necessary?” I pouted as I felt the heavy robe draped over my shoulders. It was not only heavy, but I felt like I was in a sauna.“It’s traditional. All of the crowned royals wore this robe.” Lyle’s blue eyes sparkled in amusement as I grumbled. “The weight represents the burden of leadership. Besides, you look rather fetching in it. Like a true queen.”“A sweaty, irritable queen,” I muttered, but then a realization came over me. “It’s never been washed … has it?”Lyle boomed out a loud laugh. “No, it’s not washed. It’s only worn for a few hours for the ceremony, and—”“I’m caked in a stranger’s sweat.”“Darren wore it last.” Lyle smirked at me.“It doesn’t have his scent.” I sighed, staring at the mirror. There was still no message from Darren. He knew I would be worried, and I knew he would reach out to me as soon as he could. I knew he was alive, but that was the extent of it. How bad were things for them right now? “It feels weird to be doing this without him here.”
My first night away from Darren was torture. I tossed and turned,missing his warmth next to me. I was so dependent on him. Every day away from him was going to be hard. I knew that, but I guess I wasn’t fully prepared for the loneliness. I was missing a piece of me, and I couldn’t be whole without him.Lyle stayed with me until the early morning hours, trying to keep my mind off Darren. He put on movies and told me stories. But as soon as he left, Darren was all I could think about. How was the battle? Was he resting? Did he get hurt? So many questions, and there was no way to get answers. I had to wait for him to contact me.I looked at myself in the mirror as I finished applying my lip gloss. Today, I was going to be crowned queen. I didn’t look like a queen … I didn’t feel like a queen. I was just me. I wonder if all leaders felt like this?“This is as good as I get,” I said to myself with a shrug, looking at my reflection. I opened the door to my bedroom and there was Lyle, leaning
I was surprised as we walked through the tower. The place was beautiful. It was well decorated and had every luxury. I mean … lock me up with Darren in here and I could stay forever. The punishment of being here was two things: shame and freedom. Other than that, Winifred could easily live a comfortable life here. And maybe that was an option. But if she had been brainwashed, then there was a chance to reunite their family.As we entered the grand room, my eyes landed on a group of maids meticulously cleaning every nook and cranny. The sunlight peeking through the windows was dimmed by the richly colored tapestries that adorned them, casting an eerie glow over the space. The only source of light came from the flickering flames of the fireplace, where Milo sat in a lush red armchair, his gaze fixated on the dancing embers.“Dad, have you eaten anything?” Lyle asked as he approached him. Milo didn’t respond and simply kept staring at the orange glow.I grabbed a chair and pulled it up be
“It’s my father. He’s depressed, and I don’t know what to do. He isn’t eating. Issy. He is taking this thing with mom so hard. I’ve never seen him like this.” I could see the pain in Lyle’s eyes. He also looked tired. I was sure it had been a heavy burden on him, running the kingdom in a time of war.“I’m here to help. I’m not going anywhere. As you can see, the little pup is growing quickly. I think I’m a bit farther along. This happened before I went into heat, even though Darren used precaution. Unless, because we are both powerful lycans, things have sped up?”“All lycan pregnancies are different, but royal pregnancies have always been unpredictable. And you are the true royal … I’m guessing that has a lot to do with this.” I listened as he sighed. “How is Darren?”“Getting ready to head into Catata as we speak.” I pursed my lips together. “I want to be by his side.”“I do, too,” Lyle admitted. “I’m glad you’re here. I can use your help. There is also one more thing … and I hate t