“You think Alpha King Theodore Black is the perfect soulmate for you, Serenity, don’t you? Then let me tell you he was cursed for killing Moon Goddess’s only son.” Alexander painfully cried out, freezing me on the spot before he was successfully dragged out.My hands touched my flat belly as Alexander’s words echoed in my mind. He was cursed for killing the Moon Goddess’s only son. The father of my child killed a goddess’s son. My body trembled as I realized how strong my mate was. How strong can a normal werewolf be to kill a Goddess’s son? How can someone be so stone-hearted to separate a mother from her son?A warm pair of hands pulled me out of my dark thoughts and I flinched involuntarily when he touched me. Alexander’s words were still roaming inside my head. Hurt flashed in his gray eyes when he saw fear in my eyes. Carefully he made me sit on the chair. The hall was a royal mess. And that’s when I noticed that Theodore was no longer naked. He was wearing a pair of gray sweatp
“Tell me why were you crying, Serenity?” Theodore asked me, his fingers gently caressing my cheeks, and I shook my head, taking a deep breath. But he was breaking my composure. His lips gently brushed against my skin. My eyes closed when he pressed a kiss against my jaw. His fingers inching very close to my breasts. Before he could have pulled my shirt up, I held his wrists. “Remember what I said about touching me, Your Highness?” I asked him, my eyebrows raising up questioningly, and his eyes flashed dangerously. “Can’t you forget about your meaningless vow for once?” He asked me, irritated, and I smiled sweetly at him, grabbing his shoulders and pushing him on the bed as I climbed over him, pressing my thighs on either side of his torso. Theodore’s eyes widened for a second when I leaned closer, letting my index finger trail down his cheek. I heard his breath hitching when I leaned dangerously close to him. I was enjoying how vulnerable he was to my touch. I liked how much my t
“So you are living as Alpha King’s mistress now? Are you fucking him now?” I heard him, and my eyes turned red from rage and anger as I stared at my Uncle, Mason, who was glaring at me with hatred and disgust. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked him, shocked and angered, and he let out a sadistic laugh, glaring at me with his accusatory eyes. “Came here to see what kind of a whore you are, Serenity! You’re pregnant with the Sire’s child now? But guess what, my sweet niece? The Alpha King was cursed to stay mateless and childless for eternity! Tell me whose child is it? Who are fucking…..” Uncle Mason started, and anger surged inside my body. “Not everyone is like you, Uncle. Just because you like to sleep around, doesn’t mean I am like you as well! And you really have a death wish to drag me here, push me down, and then call me names.” I spat, getting up from the floor. Uncle Mason’s eyes narrowed in displeasure. His anger increased when he saw me standing up and trying
The Alpha King whom I first met and the Alpha King who was sitting in front of me right now, arranging the pillows behind my back and wiping my feet with a washcloth soaked in warm water. The Alpha King I met hated me, and the Alpha King in front of me was taking care of me. “You lied to me when I asked you how you got hurt the day we found out you were pregnant. It was your Uncle, wasn’t it?” Theodore asked me quietly. His piercing gray orbs met my light ones with an intensity that made me tremble. The way his voice was cutting me into pieces, and his hold on my ankles was so gentle, was giving me a whim. And his eyes gave birth to different kinds of butterflies inside my stomach. “You hated me when we met, Theodore. How do you expect me to tell you my painful past and the miseries I face every single day when you made it very clear how much you despise me?” I asked him, and regret flashed in his eyes as he stared at me with a remorseful gaze. His grip on my ankles tightened befo
We don’t accept her as your mate, Sire. The words kept ringing in my mind. I knew werewolves found it extremely hard to let a weaker species rule them. Werewolves believed that they were the most superior beings on the earth and that anyone who couldn’t shape-shift was inferior to them. But it never affected me before. It had never affected me in my life until I met Theodore. Their words were burning me like acid on wounds. I stopped walking. I didn’t know how to walk inside a place, in a room full of people who told me I was not wanted here. And that they didn’t want me among them. “And since when did we start questioning the fate and your Moon Goddess?” Theodore asked, his voice loud, angry, and dangerous. The dangerous edge in his voice made all the other elders tremble. Theodore was the most powerful werewolf, creature I had ever encountered. He had the power to make the other person bow down with just a look, just a gaze of his. I didn’t even realize I was taking my steps ba
The people of his pack were enraged after Theodore publicly threatened an elder, held him by his collar, and pushed him away in anger before leaving the meeting. They were protesting outside, in groups, holding sticks and banners. Theodore's eyes darkened at the situation. His fingers were digging in his palm to control himself from shifting into his wolf and ending the fiasco right then and there. After closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Theodore turned to look at me. His eyes were hard, determined, and serious as he gazed at me. No ounce of playfulness was visible in his dark gray orbs that were soft, mischievous, and dark with lust and affection. The Alpha inside him was showing. "Listen to me, Serenity. You will stand here and let me talk to the people out there. You will not step out of this room until I come inside to get you out. And under no circumstances you will disobey me today. Okay?" He asked me, his voice was dripping with seriousness and authority."They look
ChapterMy eyes clenched shut in pain as my palms hit the ground painfully, but before my stomach could meet the same fate, something soft, and furry came in contact with my belly and my head hit something warm. My eyes were closed, my body was still in the taste of fear and panic. The realization of my body not hitting the ground, and my baby getting saved didn’t hit my mind. My mind was still in the moment when I was pushed harshly, to hurt me, to harm my baby. My grip around my savior tightened and I buried my face in the warmth, my tears soaking the fur, and the savior whined in distress under me, nudging me by their snout. My grip tightened even more when I heard men behind me growling in vengeance, pouncing on me to attack me. But I was gently placed on the ground, the weight shifting away from me as the wolf growled in anger, rage, and vehemence. My eyes snapped open when I heard the familiar growl, a lot more powerful, authoritative, and commanding. It was Theodore. The wol
I flushed red when my eyes fell on my soulmate, naked in his glory, smiling at me mischievously, no longer looking dangerous, angry, and blood-thirsty. The sudden change in his demeanor gave me a whim. I swallowed nervously when he took a step forward and I took several steps back. I made sure my eyes didn’t waver from his face. “Like what you see, sweetheart?” Theodore asked me, and I closed my eyes, turning around once again. But soon I was turned around by his warm hands, and he pried my hands away from my eyes. Much to my relief, he was wearing a pair of sweatpants, hanging low on his waist. “Nothing I have not seen before,” I said, rolling my eyes, trying to put on a strong face. Theodore raised his eyebrows up, encircling my waist as he pulled me closer to his chest, my fingers touching his naked shoulders, passing shivers down my spine. “Oh, so you have seen this before? Where, my love? I want to know the address.” He said sweetly, twirling a strand of my hair, and I closed
"I am sorry. I dropped the plates by mistake." Scarlett gritted through her teeth, looking at me. For the first time since we met, I saw anger in her eyes. Her eyes were flaming, she had a sinister look in her eyes. The way her eyes narrowed in anger, and her fingers clenched in a fist, anyone could tell how furious she looked. My belly painfully twisted when her gaze stayed on me for long. "Are you okay, Scarlett? You look in pain." Theodore held my hand in concern, and I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, shaking my head as I forced out a smile. "I am fine. Your child is mischievous and really terrorial. Just like its father and mother. Doesn't appreciate anyone's gaze on me." I said, speaking the last part out loud, looking briefly at Scarlett, who immediately lowered her gaze. She dropped the plates when she saw Theodore kissing me. She was glaring at me since Theodore wrapped his arms around me. She had been shooting daggers at me since then. "Scarlett, leave the plates.
Theodore looked at me when Scarlett asked him to cook for her as well. Normally, I wouldn't have minded but something about her made me feel uneasy. I closed my eyes, and nodded my head softly. I shouldn't let her affect me. "Sure." Theodore whispered, tying the apron around his waist before he started washing the vegetables, and removed meat from the fridge. "So, what are you cooking?" Scarlett asked Theodore, walking beside him, taking the knife from his hand, her hands brushing his forearm. My eyes narrowed slightly when she inched close to him, smiling sweetly at him as she started chopping the vegetables. Clenching my jaw tightly I looked away from them, taking a deep breath. "Can you shift a little, Scarlett?" Theodore asked her politely, but his voice was low, dangerous to my ears. My eyes snapped towards them. Theodore looked uncomfortable. His fingers were clenched in a fist, and his muscles were tense. He looked angry. "Actually, Scarlett, why don't you sit down and wai
Doctor Paul's silence was enough to give me a heart attack. My heart was pounding anxiously inside my chest, my palms were sweaty and cold. Was my child fine? The mere thought of something happening to my baby made tears burn my eyes. "Luna is fine, Sire. And as far as I examined, our heir is also fine. He is growing rapidly inside. We, wolves have a gestation period of two months. But she is a human being carrying Alpha King's heir. Things will be different with her. We never saw a case like her before, Sure. We never saw a human being giving birth to a werewolf's child. That too royalty." Doctor Paul said, and I let out a breath of relief. "But I am still not sure why Luna feels sudden pain whenever she senses something is wrong. We need to call the witches, Sure. We need to know more about the procephy." Doctor Paul concluded, closing the button of his coat, and Theodore's eyes narrowed slightly. "I don't trust the witches, Paul." Theodore's dark voice made me shiver. His finger
My mood was sour when Theodore dismissed my concern. For him, Scarlett was his friend, someone who always helped him when he was struggling with the curse. I can't really blame him for trusting his friend. And I had no idea how to explain to him what I was feeling. "Why do you look so angry? You look like a tomato, you see, Serenity. Red. Angry. Hot. Delicious. Maybe I can take a bite of you and know what is making you so angry?" Theodore said, walking out of the bathroom, towel draped around his waist, showing a lot more of his body. His golden skin was shining as droplets fell down from his damp hair, rolling down his neck, his chest. I gulped harshly when my eyes fell on his torso. Naked. He was naked except for a towel. The mischievous glint in his eyes made my throat dry, like sandpaper. And suddenly my sour mood, my anger, my frustration, every negative emotion I had piled up inside me melted faster than butter on a hot pan. I was gaping at him, like a fish. He was looking too
Scarlett Greene. She was dressed in a beautiful seagreen colored gown, looking royal as ever. For some reason, I could feel jealousy bubbling inside me. My eyes widened in shock, burning in jealousy when Scarlett Greene hugged Theodore tightly as if they had met after an eternity. And the rage inside me turned red, hot, ready to burn when Theodore hugged her back, as tightly as she was hugging him, if not more. "I missed you, Theo." She said, pulling away from him, and Theodore looked at her with a teary gaze. "I missed you too, Scarlette. You're alive. I….. I thought I lost you." He whispered softly, and my eyes narrowed in displeasure. "I thought I won't be able to return back here, Theo. I thought they would kill me. But I ran away from their captive. I need a place to stay, Theo. Please save me, Theo. Please." Scarlett cried, her tears troubling me from within. "Stay here, Scarlett. You have helped me so much when I needed you. I will never leave you alone when you need me, Sc
I thought the nightmares were put to end when I shifted to the mansion. But I was brutally pulled to the reality of my messed up mind when the past started haunting my sleep. I woke up with a scream. My body was shivering badly, sweat beading my forehead. Tears were rolling down my eyes. Everything felt so real. I could barely breathe. It was getting so hard for me to breathe, like someone had placed a stone on my chest, held my chest painfully, restricting me to breathe. And when I thought I would die from lack of oxygen, I was pulled to a warm embrace. My body was caged by a pair of warm arms, holding me tightly against them. "Serenity, shh, it's just a nightmare. You are fine. Nobody can hurt you, my love. Just take deep breaths." He ordered me softly, holding me in his embrace, rubbing soothing circles on my back. But it was not just a nightmare. I knew it was more than a nightmare.It was anything but a nightmare. It was a horrific part of my past. A part where everything is
Theodore walked inside his room with the first-aid box. His gray eyes were dark. He looked angry. But more than angry, he looked upset. I opened my mouth to speak, to apologize to him but nothing came out. I looked at him silently as he bent down in front of me, gently taking my arms to guide me on the bed. "Let me tend to your wounds." He said slowly, softly, and my heart broke into pieces when he started cleaning my cuts gently, not uttering anything else. A hiss escaped my mouth when the antiseptic met my open cut. And his concerned gaze looked up. Shaking his head, he blew on my cuts and scratches, making me shiver. "You are my Queen, Serenity. And I didn't appreciate you questioning my emotions for you just to make me do something." He said after a minute of cleaning my wounds. My heart started racing inside my chest when he looked up, his intense gaze making me swallow my spit harshly. He rubbed the insides of my wrist, looking at me without blinking his eyes. "I am sorry,
Alexander Woods was on the floor with my soulmate over him. Theodore’s arm was strangling his neck, his eyes were dark, as dark as they could have gotten. While the latter was struggling to breathe, my mate was angry. His body was shaking in anger. He was looking enraged, ready to lose control. His wolf was ready to take charge. “How dare you cross the boundary of my pack, get treatment from my soulmate, and try to harm her!? How fucking dare you touch her? She is my mate!” Theodore growled in anger, kicking him painfully in his gut, and Alexander curled in pain.“I won’t let you win again, Black! You won once! You killed Phoenix. I won’t let you win again!” Alexander weakly protested, and I saw Theodore’s eyes turn golden, flames of fire lurked in them, dangerously. "If I can kill Moon Goddess' son, Alexander, imagine what I would do with you for touching my mate! If I can kill Phoenix because he was proving to be a threat to the human race, imagine what I will do with you for har
Doctor Paul looked at me with amused eyes. While he was amused, others were shocked and they were looking too scared, and suddenly too alert. I could think of several reasons why everyone was looking at me differently. And the most fitting reason was the mark on my shoulder, glowing red, looking ferocious and wild. The claim that I was marked and Alpha King accepted me was proudly sitting on my right shoulder. Surprisingly it was looking good on me. I was never fond of tattoos but this was looked so beautiful. Though it was not a tattoo, it was still looking beautiful on my skin like it was meant to reign my body. “You are glowing today, Miss Knight. I believe the mark has to do something about it.” Doctor Murphy said as I helped other nurses in setting up the camp. Color rushed through my skin, and a blush spread my cheeks when everyone else looked at me silently but curiously. “Did the Alpha King really mark you?” One of the doctors, Amelia, asked me, touching my mark. Her eyes w