My body felt weak and drained, but I felt myself regaining all my senses. It had been a while since he came out, and I tried not to get angry because he only comes out when I become pissed and out of control, which is what my mother's presence did to me. She always manages to bring out the worst in me. Every single time, all I felt was immense pain running through my body for no reason other than to punish me, and I think that this is a way to retaliate for keeping me locked in. I have never tried fighting him before, but even since the time I almost lost control in front of Micaela, I made a promise to myself never to frighten her the way I did, so I did everything I could to suppress him. Even when my mother began spitting words out, I still wanted to hold back, thinking only of Micaela, but I lost it when she threatened to take my mate away from me and have her killed. Suddenly, all I felt was the darkness consuming me; it felt like I was in nothingness, just complete darkn
I was up and ready the next morning; it wasn't like I was able to get any more sleep. I couldn't help it; my anxiety and curiosity were eating me up, and I wanted to know what was going on and the secret Orpheus planned on telling me. My body was already back to normal without me feeling tired or weak. Orpheus had told me that Neve was here the other night, and she had been the one to heal. I still didn't have the time to call and thank her, but I kept a note to do that later. Right now, I was in the kitchen, having breakfast with Orpheus. The both of us were not saying anything as we ate, and all I wanted to do was blurt out last night's question, but I knew he was going to tell me, so all I needed to do was exhibit a bit of patience. The only sound in the room was the sound of our cutlery hitting our plates. After we were done with our food, I offered to do the dishes, but Orpheus refused, saying I still needed rest even though I had all the rest I needed. I remained seat
We carried on eating, enjoying our dinner, and were done in no time when Orpheus cleared his throat, causing him to look up at him. The playfulness in his face was gone and was replaced with a serious look with a hint of nervousness. "I actually have something I need to talk to you about." He started off by saying, "I know this contrast between our kind and yours isn't the best. It doesn't help that they all despise each other and have caused a lot of harm to each other. At first, I hated the fact that I mated with a human, someone too weak and powerful to be my equal, but now I can't imagine my future without you." All I did was stare at his eyes; I could see the emotions swimming in them. the regret, sincerity, and most of all, love. love for me. "I want you to be by my side all the time, to grow old with me. Spend every happy and sad moment with each other, being each other's strength and support." He joined both our hands together. "I know you already accept me as your mate
As he kept kissing me as if I were his oxygen, Orpheus' fingers grasped my breast. He made firm, unrelenting movements. I was envious of everything he had to offer. Just what that was, I had no idea. I felt a tiny strand of anxiety slither through me as a result of that thinking. If I wasn't good, what then? What if I made a mistake? Was there a right way to go about it? Would it be painful? I had to take a breather because I was so nervous and had to withdraw my mouth away from his. He again gathered me into his arms after removing his hand from between my legs. He placed me against his chest, my arms encircling his neck as he did so. I let out a small squeak of surprise. He again gathered me into his arms after removing his hand from between my legs. As he placed me down on the mattress, I gave a slight squeak of surprise as he positioned me against his chest with my arms over his neck. He was just as kind and considerate as I had hoped he would be. But my nerves keep g
I went into the library in search of a book to read; one I selected was a romance fantasy novel. I took a seat at the far end of the library, close to the window with the marvellous view of the garden. I started reading, getting lost in the world of fantasy, until I was disturbed by a knock on the door, and Josiane and Godiva came in with a tray in their hands. Because I was so immersed in what I was reading, I had totally forgotten it was lunchtime. I smiled at them, to which they returned as I dropped the book down. The two of them looked around the library, their eyes scanning every detail of it in awe. I stared at them amused; this was the first time they had entered the library, and I was sure they were stunned by the structure and the number of books in it. "This is so huge." Josiane gushed, with Godiva nodding in agreement with her. After spending almost five minutes admiring the view of the library, they finally got to where I was seated. "Hey, are you done being sw
The feeling of a finger brushing through my hair had me groaning out in pleasure, loving the feel of it. I heard the sound of someone gigging, which had me pulling my eyes open, and I was welcomed with the sight of Micaela gazing down at me lovingly. "I'm surprised you woke up this early; it's still dark." My sleepy voice rang out, and this made the smile on her face stretch even more. "I got tired of sleeping, probably because I went to bed early yesterday." She smiled and kissed my lips. I pulled her closer, her head resting on my chest. "The sun isn't out yet, Ayárun uou, let's sleep some more," I said as I caressed her cheek; she pulled away to peck my lips before lying back on my chest. We stayed in each other's embrace, cuddling for some time till I fell asleep. When I woke up again, it was already 8:00 a.m. I kissed Micaela on her forehead and then slowly lifted up her head to place it on the pillow. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up for the d
Who would have thought the human race would be put through such an ordeal. To be taken captive by creatures, they had no clue existed among them as they managed to stay off the raider for billions of years.It has been close to hundreds of years since the beast took over, ruling after the humans.There were strict laws given to be followed and not to be broken or a punishment much worse than death awaits whatever poor soul.They called themselves the shape-shifter, having the ability to shift from man to beast.More specifically, wolves.This ability also gave them immense powers like speed, strength, heightened senses, and the gift to heal ten times faster than the humans. They were taller, and the men were more muscular than the average human man.With all these powers combined, the human race had no chance against them. The beast didn’t bother holding back. They were deadly and brutal.After taking over the world, every human captured was either killed or given the lowest rank if f
MICAELA My eyes were red and heavy, my breath cold as ice. I sat there on my small wooden bed, legs up, cuddling tightly to my body as I struggled to stop the tears from falling off my eyes.I should be used to this.This wasn’t the first time, I should have expected this to happen.You would think someone who grew up hand in hand in death, won’t be this affected anymore when a friend or family dies.But who won’t bawl their eyes out, after losing the only member of your family you had left.Everyone I ever loved, all gone from this cruel world. I had no parents, no siblings and now Tatiana.When I found Tatiana’s dead body, I was numbed for a moment. Doing nothing, feeling nothing. I couldn’t say anything, I just stood there staring at her cold naked body laying on the floor after being raped countless time and left to die with no remorse.That had been six days ago. No matter how many times I wanted to scream my lungs out, I couldn’t.We were told to carry on with our work like not
The feeling of a finger brushing through my hair had me groaning out in pleasure, loving the feel of it. I heard the sound of someone gigging, which had me pulling my eyes open, and I was welcomed with the sight of Micaela gazing down at me lovingly. "I'm surprised you woke up this early; it's still dark." My sleepy voice rang out, and this made the smile on her face stretch even more. "I got tired of sleeping, probably because I went to bed early yesterday." She smiled and kissed my lips. I pulled her closer, her head resting on my chest. "The sun isn't out yet, Ayárun uou, let's sleep some more," I said as I caressed her cheek; she pulled away to peck my lips before lying back on my chest. We stayed in each other's embrace, cuddling for some time till I fell asleep. When I woke up again, it was already 8:00 a.m. I kissed Micaela on her forehead and then slowly lifted up her head to place it on the pillow. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up for the d
I went into the library in search of a book to read; one I selected was a romance fantasy novel. I took a seat at the far end of the library, close to the window with the marvellous view of the garden. I started reading, getting lost in the world of fantasy, until I was disturbed by a knock on the door, and Josiane and Godiva came in with a tray in their hands. Because I was so immersed in what I was reading, I had totally forgotten it was lunchtime. I smiled at them, to which they returned as I dropped the book down. The two of them looked around the library, their eyes scanning every detail of it in awe. I stared at them amused; this was the first time they had entered the library, and I was sure they were stunned by the structure and the number of books in it. "This is so huge." Josiane gushed, with Godiva nodding in agreement with her. After spending almost five minutes admiring the view of the library, they finally got to where I was seated. "Hey, are you done being sw
As he kept kissing me as if I were his oxygen, Orpheus' fingers grasped my breast. He made firm, unrelenting movements. I was envious of everything he had to offer. Just what that was, I had no idea. I felt a tiny strand of anxiety slither through me as a result of that thinking. If I wasn't good, what then? What if I made a mistake? Was there a right way to go about it? Would it be painful? I had to take a breather because I was so nervous and had to withdraw my mouth away from his. He again gathered me into his arms after removing his hand from between my legs. He placed me against his chest, my arms encircling his neck as he did so. I let out a small squeak of surprise. He again gathered me into his arms after removing his hand from between my legs. As he placed me down on the mattress, I gave a slight squeak of surprise as he positioned me against his chest with my arms over his neck. He was just as kind and considerate as I had hoped he would be. But my nerves keep g
We carried on eating, enjoying our dinner, and were done in no time when Orpheus cleared his throat, causing him to look up at him. The playfulness in his face was gone and was replaced with a serious look with a hint of nervousness. "I actually have something I need to talk to you about." He started off by saying, "I know this contrast between our kind and yours isn't the best. It doesn't help that they all despise each other and have caused a lot of harm to each other. At first, I hated the fact that I mated with a human, someone too weak and powerful to be my equal, but now I can't imagine my future without you." All I did was stare at his eyes; I could see the emotions swimming in them. the regret, sincerity, and most of all, love. love for me. "I want you to be by my side all the time, to grow old with me. Spend every happy and sad moment with each other, being each other's strength and support." He joined both our hands together. "I know you already accept me as your mate
I was up and ready the next morning; it wasn't like I was able to get any more sleep. I couldn't help it; my anxiety and curiosity were eating me up, and I wanted to know what was going on and the secret Orpheus planned on telling me. My body was already back to normal without me feeling tired or weak. Orpheus had told me that Neve was here the other night, and she had been the one to heal. I still didn't have the time to call and thank her, but I kept a note to do that later. Right now, I was in the kitchen, having breakfast with Orpheus. The both of us were not saying anything as we ate, and all I wanted to do was blurt out last night's question, but I knew he was going to tell me, so all I needed to do was exhibit a bit of patience. The only sound in the room was the sound of our cutlery hitting our plates. After we were done with our food, I offered to do the dishes, but Orpheus refused, saying I still needed rest even though I had all the rest I needed. I remained seat
My body felt weak and drained, but I felt myself regaining all my senses. It had been a while since he came out, and I tried not to get angry because he only comes out when I become pissed and out of control, which is what my mother's presence did to me. She always manages to bring out the worst in me. Every single time, all I felt was immense pain running through my body for no reason other than to punish me, and I think that this is a way to retaliate for keeping me locked in. I have never tried fighting him before, but even since the time I almost lost control in front of Micaela, I made a promise to myself never to frighten her the way I did, so I did everything I could to suppress him. Even when my mother began spitting words out, I still wanted to hold back, thinking only of Micaela, but I lost it when she threatened to take my mate away from me and have her killed. Suddenly, all I felt was the darkness consuming me; it felt like I was in nothingness, just complete darkn
Loukas seemed to be thinking it through; his eyes shifted from me to Orpheus and then back to me. "You come out if it's dangerous." He warns, and I nod. He walked over to the door connected to the room; it seemed to be built with heavy materials. Loukas took a key from his jeans pocket, opening the locks before pulling them open. "Remember, you come out when you don't feel safe." He warns again, and I nod my head. "I promise," I muttered, stepping into the room. I took slow steps towards Orpheus. My legs grew weak as I got closer to him. His breath was rigid and heavy; his head was down, making it hard for me to see his face as he tugged on the chains. He stopped his movement, and his nose began sniffing the air as he raised his head up; his completely black eyes met mine. I remained rooted in my spot, too afraid to make any noise. A part of me wanted to run away, scared out of my wits at how terrifying he looked, and the other part of me wanted to stay to comfort him and
"Where is the king?" I asked Kyros a thousand times today, and as expected, he gave me the same answer: "Busy." I sighed in frustration, going back to my room. I don't understand why he won't tell me where Orpheus is. It had been two days, and I hadn't seen him since the last breakfast we had, when he promised to be back but never did. I was worried shitless that something may have happened to him, and they didn't want to tell me. I continued to pace around the room with the hope that, wherever he was, he was okay. My heart pounded faster, and my body felt weak; I could just stay here and do nothing. I needed to see for myself that he was actually okay. So I returned back to the door, pulling it. I was certain that by now, Kyros was already tired of me asking where the king was. "Do you mind taking me to where he is? I just want to see for myself that nothing is wrong. Please, " I pleaded, my eyes blurry with tears. Kyros sighed, staying quiet for a while. His mind seemed
"You know very well who you are to me, Micaela; I see no reason why you shouldn't sit here." "That doesn't change the fact that right now I'm still a mere servant," I said quietly, hoping the wolves present in the room weren't listening to our conversation. "Sit down, Micaela," Orpheus demanded, his voice stern, leaving no room for argument, and I knew I had no other option but to comply with his request. I placed myself down on the seat he had pulled out for me, next to his chair, which was at the head of the table. It was awkward sitting down here at the table with prying eyes looking at us from every direction. Orpheus picked up a plate from the table with the serving spoon. I put a spoonful of sausage, bacon, and scrambled egg on the plate and placed it in front of me before picking up the jar of juice, pouring it into a glass cup, and again pushing it in my direction. "Eat," he orders. I picked up the fork and began eating, almost moaning at how great it taste