Orpheus POV. Infuriated, I wanted to punch something, or, more importantly, someone. How could he think to take Micaela out without my consent? How could he buy her fancy foods and clothes when he knew very well who she belonged to? My fists were clenched, and my eyes were blazing. She had his scent all over her, and I wanted to tear off the repulsive jacket she was wearing when I saw them enter together. It was a good thing he left when he did. I knew for a fact that he was playing with me, trying to rile me up. That was the kind of person Elijah was, also good at pranking and playing silly games. When she stepped out of the car, I could still picture the smile on her face and the look in her eyes, and all I wanted to do was punish her for being so amiable with him. "Why do you seem like you are out for blood?" Loukas questioned, taking a seat opposite me. "Because I am." I answered sternly. "What's going on? You have been in a bad mood all day." I didn’t get the chance to
It was the sensation of a hand stroking my face that woke me. As soon as I smelt the king's familiar scent, I suppressed a smile. My eyes remain closed while I act as though I'm still asleep, holding my breath to avoid making noise, and savouring the sensation of his hands on my skin. His breath brushed my neck and his chest pressed against my back as I felt the bed dip. "I know you are awake." I remained silent and kept my eyes closed, still acting like I was asleep. "There is no use pretending to be asleep; I can hear your breath, even though you tried to hold it." He stroked my hair as he teasingly says.. I opened my eyes, turning to look at him. I had a sheepish smile on my face when I saw the smirk on his. “I was wondering where you were since you were supposed to help me tidy up the library. Was surprised to find you still sleeping. It looked like you needed it, and besides, you were too cute for me to wake up." I blushed at his words, giving a little apologetic smile fo
“Rest, and I will have a meal brought up to you.”“Why, where are you going?” I asked, stopping him in his tracks.“I’m going for a run.” He replied, his hand on the doorknob. “It has been a while since I last ran, and my wolf is restless.”“Can I come?"He looked taken aback by my question; even I was taken aback. Deep down, I knew I had always been curious what his wolf looked like.I have seen the guards change, and I tell you, I almost pissed my pants, but somehow, I knew this would be different. I watched as the king tilted his head, probably thinking about my question.“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” I hurriedly said, I don’t want to force him to do anything he doesn’t want to do.“Go get your jacket; it's cold outside.” He stated, and I squealed, rising from the bed. I ran back to my room, taking out a jacket Elijah had gotten for me before running back out.The king was waiting for me in the hallway, and when he saw the jacket on me, a big grim graced his face.“What
Orpheus POV."The matters had been handled." Loukas said as we concluded our discussion.I nodded, flipping the page of the document in my hand as I read through it."With that said and done, let's move on to the next matter.""What matters?" I asked, pretending not to know.Loukas sighed, rubbing his hands over his face as he got up from his seat on the couch to sit in a chair opposite me. "You have been trying to avoid this. You know you can’t, right?""I have no idea what you are talking about.""Really, man." He says, frustrated. "I thought things were going great from what you told me, so I don’t understand why you won’t tell her. Are you scared she might not feel the same and want to break the bond?"I shrugged, pretending to read the file in my hands. He has been pestering me for weeks now, ever since I talked about introducing Micaela to Sliver."You are really not going to tell her." He asked again."I think it’s best for the both of us." I tell him plainly, keeping my voice
"What do you want for dinner?" The king asked, glancing behind me.I shrugged my shoulders, having no clue what to say. It’s still amazing how he goes back to acting like nothing happened a moment ago and like he didn’t just say those words to me.The thought of it still sends a wave of shivers down my spine. I could still feel the butterflies flutter underneath my stomach, and here he was acting with such indifference."What about we go for something simple?" The king said again, his back turned towards me. "Since you don’t have any food you wish to eat, I will make some seafood.""Okay." I said I was uninterested. The king turned back to look at me for a second, his eyes quipping up, and I blushed, breaking the eye contact first.He walked over to the fridge, taking out some ingredients and putting them on the counter before taking out the pot and pan.He pushed a small plastic cup with a lid on and an inscription in the body that said ice cream, giving me a tiny spoon. "You can sna
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
I walked over to the trays of hardened bread and cold tea. Taking bread from it as I scooped it down as fast as I could.Holding back the vomit that threatened to come out, I drank the cold disgusting tea, washed out my cup and I set out to work. I hurried down the steps, scurried through the crowded hall that was getting filled with other servants doing their daily work.I walked over to the cleaning room, taking out my cleaning tools before making my way back to the steps of the castle, walking to the fifth floor where I and some kitchen maid had been assigned to work.I huffed, walking towards the first room for the day. I knocked on the door, resting the side of my face on it, hearing to see if anyone was in there.I opened the door slowly, my eyes cast down. After being certain that no one was in the room with me, i lifted my head up.A weak sigh left my mouth when I saw how messy the room was. A frown formed on my face and I began picking up the clothes on the floor and bed, pla
"What do you want for dinner?" The king asked, glancing behind me.I shrugged my shoulders, having no clue what to say. It’s still amazing how he goes back to acting like nothing happened a moment ago and like he didn’t just say those words to me.The thought of it still sends a wave of shivers down my spine. I could still feel the butterflies flutter underneath my stomach, and here he was acting with such indifference."What about we go for something simple?" The king said again, his back turned towards me. "Since you don’t have any food you wish to eat, I will make some seafood.""Okay." I said I was uninterested. The king turned back to look at me for a second, his eyes quipping up, and I blushed, breaking the eye contact first.He walked over to the fridge, taking out some ingredients and putting them on the counter before taking out the pot and pan.He pushed a small plastic cup with a lid on and an inscription in the body that said ice cream, giving me a tiny spoon. "You can sna
Orpheus POV."The matters had been handled." Loukas said as we concluded our discussion.I nodded, flipping the page of the document in my hand as I read through it."With that said and done, let's move on to the next matter.""What matters?" I asked, pretending not to know.Loukas sighed, rubbing his hands over his face as he got up from his seat on the couch to sit in a chair opposite me. "You have been trying to avoid this. You know you can’t, right?""I have no idea what you are talking about.""Really, man." He says, frustrated. "I thought things were going great from what you told me, so I don’t understand why you won’t tell her. Are you scared she might not feel the same and want to break the bond?"I shrugged, pretending to read the file in my hands. He has been pestering me for weeks now, ever since I talked about introducing Micaela to Sliver."You are really not going to tell her." He asked again."I think it’s best for the both of us." I tell him plainly, keeping my voice
“Rest, and I will have a meal brought up to you.”“Why, where are you going?” I asked, stopping him in his tracks.“I’m going for a run.” He replied, his hand on the doorknob. “It has been a while since I last ran, and my wolf is restless.”“Can I come?"He looked taken aback by my question; even I was taken aback. Deep down, I knew I had always been curious what his wolf looked like.I have seen the guards change, and I tell you, I almost pissed my pants, but somehow, I knew this would be different. I watched as the king tilted his head, probably thinking about my question.“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” I hurriedly said, I don’t want to force him to do anything he doesn’t want to do.“Go get your jacket; it's cold outside.” He stated, and I squealed, rising from the bed. I ran back to my room, taking out a jacket Elijah had gotten for me before running back out.The king was waiting for me in the hallway, and when he saw the jacket on me, a big grim graced his face.“What
It was the sensation of a hand stroking my face that woke me. As soon as I smelt the king's familiar scent, I suppressed a smile. My eyes remain closed while I act as though I'm still asleep, holding my breath to avoid making noise, and savouring the sensation of his hands on my skin. His breath brushed my neck and his chest pressed against my back as I felt the bed dip. "I know you are awake." I remained silent and kept my eyes closed, still acting like I was asleep. "There is no use pretending to be asleep; I can hear your breath, even though you tried to hold it." He stroked my hair as he teasingly says.. I opened my eyes, turning to look at him. I had a sheepish smile on my face when I saw the smirk on his. “I was wondering where you were since you were supposed to help me tidy up the library. Was surprised to find you still sleeping. It looked like you needed it, and besides, you were too cute for me to wake up." I blushed at his words, giving a little apologetic smile fo
Orpheus POV. Infuriated, I wanted to punch something, or, more importantly, someone. How could he think to take Micaela out without my consent? How could he buy her fancy foods and clothes when he knew very well who she belonged to? My fists were clenched, and my eyes were blazing. She had his scent all over her, and I wanted to tear off the repulsive jacket she was wearing when I saw them enter together. It was a good thing he left when he did. I knew for a fact that he was playing with me, trying to rile me up. That was the kind of person Elijah was, also good at pranking and playing silly games. When she stepped out of the car, I could still picture the smile on her face and the look in her eyes, and all I wanted to do was punish her for being so amiable with him. "Why do you seem like you are out for blood?" Loukas questioned, taking a seat opposite me. "Because I am." I answered sternly. "What's going on? You have been in a bad mood all day." I didn’t get the chance to
I took a look around the hall and noticed the maids and guards looking at us with disbelief. Some had a look of disgust while others were stunned. "Are you busy?" Elijah’s question had me turning back to gaze at him. "I was on my way to the maids' lounge for lunch before going back to my tasks." "Great, you are not busy." He took hold of my hand, ignoring everything I said, and dragged me to the elevator. "You are coming with me." "Where are we going, sir?" I asked. "I was thinking of going into town to get a few things. It's a good thing I ran into you, because I didn’t want to go alone." "I can’t leave; I have other chores to get to. The king would be angry if I left the palace without his permission." "Don’t worry about Orpheus; I know how to handle him." He said it in a cheery voice. "You can’t tell me you aren’t excited about the thought of stepping out of the palace and seeing the outside world. Since you are a palace maid, I doubt you have ever been outside." He smiled a
It's been two weeks since King Orpheus and I shared a kiss and two weeks since I last saw him. He has been busy; there seems to be some kind of problem, seeing as the guards were on edge. After the night of the kiss, I had asked Godiva and Josiane about the marks on my shoulder, and they both screamed, asking how I got them. I giggle, recalling our conversation. "How the fucking hell did you get this?" Josiane yells while Godiva has her mouth opened wide, staring down at the side of my neck. "No cussing, Josiane." I reprimanded. "Well, I’m sorry, not sorry." She exclaimed. "There's no way I could finish that sentence without letting out a cuss word, Mica." She stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "You have a freaky hickey on your neck, a freaky hickey. Look at poor Godiva; she is too stunned to say anything." She points to Godiva, whose eyes haven’t shifted from my neck. "Is it a bad thing?" I asked, worried about the marks on my neck. "Is it a bad thing?" Josiane repeated before l
King Orpheus took a seat beside me, taking a bite of his own food as we both ate in comfortable silence. I finished my food, taking another sip of my hot chocolate, like the king called it. My mind wanders off to Godiva and Josie, and I giggle at the thought of their reactions when I do tell them about the meal and the drink. “What are you thinking about?” The king asked, and I clapped my hand to my mouth, realising what I had done. “It's nothing, your majesty.” I say, casting my gaze down from his piercing eyes. I thought he was going to keep asking questions until he got what he wanted, but instead he changed the subject. “You have a little bit of chocolate here.” He says, pointing to the left side of his cheek. I stuck my tongue out to see if I could lick it off my face before using my hand to wipe my cheek. The king laughed, shaking his head. “Let me get it for you.” I didn’t have time to protest when he cupped my cheek and used his thumb to wipe off the spot. A shiver rus
"Wait, what?. You are actually telling the truth, right?" Josiane gave me a dubious look, and I nodded. "I can’t believe the king would do that to you." Godiva said, perplexed, "I wish I were there; I would have banged his head against the wall and hit him where the sun doesn’t shine." "You know you won’t." Josiane counters. "Besides, he would send you flying with just the tip of his finger." "You're right, but at least I would have done something." She counters back. "Sure...." Josiane responded in a sing-song manner, not believing a word she was saying, and I laughed. "I hope you are okay," Godiva said. "I think I will be; I don't really know how I’m going to face him tomorrow." "Do you want me to switch choices with you?" Josiane offered. "I don’t really mind." I shake my head, declining her offer. "Thanks, but I think it’s just going to make him pissed at me even more." It was silent for a while; the girls both had their thinking faces on before Godiva blurted out a quest