The screeching of tires pulls me out of my thoughts. The car lurches to an abrupt stop and I'm thrown forward, my head connecting with the dashboard with so much force. I wish I had worn a seat belt, but I didn't because of my shoulder. Warm blood trickles down the bridge of my nose and I mutter a curse. That seems to bring the stupid man on my left back to reality."Shit! Crinka are you okay?"."Do I look okay!", I yell, bringing my hair out of my eyes so that I can have a proper look at Sia. I gasp when I see the idiot biting back a smile. Had he done that on purpose?"You did this on purpose? What the fuck is wrong with you Sia? Are you trying to kill me?"."Always bringing murder into everything Crinka. I thought you were asleep since you were closing your eyes and giving me the silent treatment. I only tried to wake you up not kill you".Now the airbag has showed up. Wake me up? Is that how to wake people up? What a sadistic asshole! He was trying to kill me!."Well stop thoughti
"You! It's you!". Massa rolls his eyes, pushing his bangs back. "What is this crazy lady yelling about?". Massa is a hottie, but he seriously needs to cut those bangs. They hide those mischievous eyes of his. "I'm not crazy. Plot 16, 1469 Davies Street, 21st Bar". "What?". "Plot 16, 1469 Davies Street, 21st Bar. It was you, wasn't it". "Frankly, I have no idea what you are talking about?". I dig into the pockets of my shorts, smiling when I find the 24-karat gold-plated necklace I have kept with me since our first encounter. I dangle it in front of Massa's face, and I chuckle when I see his frozen expression. Sia and Ruarc are silent, watching the drama before their eyes unfold. "Still don't know what I'm talking about?". He touches his neck. "My necklace! How did it get there? Guys, don't you remember? The expensive necklace mother gifted me on my tenth birthday. How long have you had that?". "You didn't give me your number, so I had to take something from you". "Oh I remem
"I will challenge my father tonight. In the morning we fight", he breathed. "The earlier the better, don't you think?".I didn't even know when I nodded. Lyles had been very happy to see me, and he scolded Sia for not bringing me sooner. We are in Lyles house, and I don't think I want to meet the pack just yet. I am now a rogue, and upon seeing me, their first instinct is to kill me"."About that Lyles, I don't think you should challenge your father for the alpha title".He looked at me like I was stupid. He then looked at Sia. "You talked her into this didn't you?".Sia raised his hands in defense. "Hey, I know nothing".I scowled. The bastard. Denying me when I needed him. What happened to always saying the truth?"Well Crinka, I know exactly what your problem is", he spoke and I laughed."You do? Funny because I didn't think I had any problems".Sia rose a brow at this. What? You didn't stick to telling the truth, so why should I?"Your problem is, you don't want me to be an alpha,
Ruarc stared down at the female that had his dick between her lips. She wasn't pretty, in fact she was anything but. But he chose her because she was something Crinka was not. Submissive. The door jerks open, and he turned to meet Sia in the doorway. He walks in casually, his eyes trained on the female on her knees. "I thought you preferred males". Ruarc glared at his brother. "People change". Sia snorts. "Like you can ever change. I can't wait for your beloved Crinka to know you for who you truly are". Ruarc's eyes flashed as he came, the female swallowing his cum in big gulps. Thinking of it now, he wondered what it would feel like to have Crinka's tongue pushing at his dick. "You won't tell her a thing!", he said, voice laced with anger. "Won't tell me what?". The two men turned to look at her, but Crinka wasn't looking at them, but as Ruarc's pants that pooled at his feet, and the naked female on her knees. She began tearing up, taking a shaky step back. Ruarc tried to mov
It was when Sia returned from his trip to the 'great castle', that I remembered the conversation Anita and I had before her death. Maybe I should have welcomed him before firing him with questions, but I needed to know for what peculiar reason the asshat wants me dead. "Anita and I spoke..." He cut me off. "I didn't know you spoke to ghosts". I glared at him. "Before she died, we had a conversation, and she revealed to me your cruel intentions". "I've always had cruel intentions, so no surprise there". "Are those intentions cruel to the point that you want to kill me? That you want me dead? I'm your mate Sia, by the blood bond that is. You can't wish me dead". "I don't wish you dead. I want you dead period". "But why? I know I might be annoying at times", I paused when he shot me a look. "Okay maybe all the time, but annoyance isn't simply enough reason to want someone dead". "Firstly, you're not someone. Omegas are never someones. Two, you're right about that. Me wanting you
*You hurt us, you hurt him.* I try to block the voices out, wanting to cast them off as a nightmare but the voices came back, their loud whispers echoing in the foremost part of my mind. I slap my hands over my ears, willing for them to stop with their mockery, but they don't. *You made him cry. You made us cry.* I groggily awaken, my clothes drenched in my own sweat. Sia is fast asleep beside me, laying on his stomach. I sit up straight, kicking the covers off me. *You hurt us. You hurt him. You hurt me.* It was not a nightmare. The voices are actually real. I went to the bathroom, and splashed cold water on my face. I checked the time. Two a.m. I decided against going back to bed, and went to the balcony, taking in the moon that stood high in the sky. It didn't remain quiet for a long time. The voices returned, louder than before, slamming into my head with force. *You hurt us. You made us cry. You hurt us. You made us cry,* Lightening strikes and then I felt it. The raw power
"I want to see Ruarc". Brazen eyes lifted and meet mine. I had run all the way here, and my torn shirt hung off my shoulders, showing enough amount of skin. He had the decency to look away. "He doesn't want to see you". "Oh cut me the crap Cocci. Take me to him now". He refused of course and I stormed out. If he wouldn't let me near him, I would bring him to me. I'm exhausted when I reached a small house not too far from Cocci's home. It was not there before, or maybe I just missed it. I sniff the air. Human, and he's male. Perfect. I kick the door open, and I dodge the bat which was aimed at me. Slipping into the house with ease, I disarm the man, shutting the door close. He picks up the baseball bat again, and I move away, to the farther end of the room. "Look, I don't want to hurt you". He stares at me baffled. "You expect me to believe that? You broke into my house!". "And I have a perfectly good reason for doing so. Look, I just need you to kiss me". He blinks. "Are you
"How long until you're tried?". "Two days", he said bitterly, throwing the cigar away. "And I'm guessing you have only two days to come up with evidence?", Sia asks and Massa slowly nodded. "It would also take us two days to reach the palace", Ruarc stated, pinching the bridge of his nose as he exhaled sharply. "This is seriously fucked up", Sia exclaims. "That's why I need your help", he said. "With your help, I can come up with evidence". "Hate to tell you this Mass, but I haven't got anything for you", Sia said. Massa's shoulders slumped as he faced Ruarc. He only shook his head. It wasn't fair. I racked my brain for any sort of information that could help him but there was none. It made me sad. "Well, this is it". Massa said. "I will go the palace now and die, all thanks to a stupid promise I made to Heshina". Heshina. That has to be Cecilia's mother. "You could use the promise as your evidence", Sia suggested. "It's not enough", Massa snapped. "They are the council Nas.
All I had to do was drive a stake through her heart and it would be all over. Father wouldn’t have to make the trip. The burden on our heads would be gone, and things would go back to being normal. The only disadvantage of her death, would be mine, and that of our son. Our son. I don’t want him to die, but he has to. I had to choose, and I chose her. But what does it matter now? I have been asked to kill her, and it would be treason on my path if I let her live. My weapon was sharpened, and all I had to do was kill her and be done with it. A slit at her throat or a stab to her heart. She wouldn’t see it coming, my blade, not when she’s fast asleep at the sweetheart garden, the moon casting a soft glow over her peaceful face. It’s funny that she can sleep so peacefully after the stunt she pulled. I envied her for a moment, envied her ability to sleep despite the shit that was happening around her. I jumped down from the horse, landing on my feet swiftly. Whipping out my blade, I
Yes, there's a sequel for the book after all. I advise that you follow my Facebook page, Cool Lette, to know when this sequel will be available on Goodnovel. Now, enjoy the synopsis, and a little insight.Synopsis:Chaos.It has always been around, shimmering within the surface, waiting for someone or something to break the surface and set it free.And I just happened to be the perfect someone.I never meant to do it; it just sort of happened. Somehow, I had managed to set Sycamore free from the mental cage Sia had sentenced him to.And now, Ruarc’s surrender to his Lycan was also my fault. Honestly, taking the blame wasn’t going to change the fact that I have broken the surface.Chaos is here and I’m afraid it has come to stay.*****"I want her dead."These four words, spoken with chilling determination, sliced through the frigid air of the Icelands like a sharp blade. The speaker, Thjis, whose eyes were once filled with compassion, now harbored an unrelenting verdict that sent shiv
“Do you want me to beat him for you?” A chuckle escapes my lips as I walk further down, toward the balcony. The wind hit me with full force and I held onto the railing to keep myself from falling. I could see the streets from up here and I was amazed at the snow-blanketed roofs and the Christmas lights that connected the residential houses. People walked in groups, chatting and laughing, unbothered by the snow that fell from the skies. It reminded me of Bluestone. Not the snow, but the unity among people. I sigh as Lukas’ letter comes to mind. I need to go back, but how? Thjis wouldn’t let me go easily, nor will Dogara, especially now I’m pregnant with her grandchild. Ugh! Everything is so messed up. Things can never go back to normal, so I am just going to make the most out of it. “No, I don’t need you to beat him for me Mujin.” “You sure? ‘Cause it seemed like you wanted to bury your fist in his face.” “Yeah, I want to but…” “But nothing. Do it Crinka. Maybe it will make you ha
“My lady, please forgive me.”I took another selfie, (the shit is amazing), uninterested in Mila’s apology.She had been apologizing since morning. Well it’s still morning, but I haven't answered her. Why can’t she take the hint and just let me be?The other concubines had left for the cathedral and now it just remained the servants, my entourage and I. I was a bit surprised that ‘Lady Igrith’ didn’t ask her guards to bound me up and drag me to the cathedral. But then again, I suppose she doesn’t want to get on Ruarc’s bad side.Speaking of entourage, where the fuck is Mujin?I have a lot of questions to ask him, but I haven’t seen him since. Mila might know where he’s hiding since she served him breakfast, but I didn’t want to talk to her. Talking to her means I have forgiven her, and I didn’t want to think I have. Sighing, I face my handmaiden and friend, calling her out, “Mila?”“Yes, my lady?”“Apologize one more time, and I’ll rip out your tongue, regardless of our shaky friendsh
A bead of sweat rolled down her back, and Dogara was surprised at the new feeling. She hadn’t broken a sweat in a thousand years, and it took climbing up a mountain top to do so. Heaving a sigh, she stared at the blanket laid out on the top, taking in the picnic basket. She hadn’t seen one in a thousand years. She definitely needed to start leaving the Icelands more.A gust of wind blew, knocking her off her feet. She would have fallen off, if Zikur didn’t catch her when he did. His strong arms wrapped around her waist, and Dogara tingled from where he touched her. This was madness. She wasn’t supposed to be feeling this way, but she couldn’t help but wish he wouldn’t let go. She realized then, that she liked it when he touched her.Shaking her head to get rid of the thought, she stepped out of his arms, and faced him.“Why did you bring me here?”“I thought we could enjoy the view together. I mean, haven’t you ever wondered what your lands would look like from a mountain top?”She ha
“Zora, how many hours left to breakfast?”The young maid paused and glanced at the clock. “Two, my princess.”“Do you think that’s enough to know about someone?”, Waxlyn asked.“Depends on the person, my princess.”“It’s Gales.”“Oh. Why would you want to know more about a farmhand’s son my princess?”Waxlyn eyed her. “Is questioning your princess what you’re being paid for?”Zora shook her head, eyes glued to the floor. “No my princess. Sorry, my princess.”Waxlyn rolled her eyes. “I’ll try on the dress later. There’s somewhere I have to go first.”She dashed out of the room and rushed up to the attic, ignoring the servants’ look as she passed them. The chair he frequently warmed was empty so she decided to check if he was in the library. A zap of electricity shot up her arm once she touched the door knob.hissing, she retreated, massaging her affected arm.“You royals never learn, do you?”She turned around as he appeared form the shadows. He leaned against the railing and she took h
The tequila only made her miserable.Setting aside the empty glass cup, she walked over to the fridge and opened it, shocked to find it empty. She checked the freezer and was surprised to find it empty as well.What the actual fuck?She stormed into his room unannounced and Massa looked up from the magazine he was reading.“What happened to all the blood?”Massa feigned ignorance as he sat up. “What blood?”She glared at him. “Don’t be stupid Massa. You know exactly what I’m talking about.”“No, I don’t.”“The fuck Massa! I’m goddamned hungry and there’s no single bag of blood in the kitchen! How the fuck did that happen?”“I don’t know.”She rose a brow. “What the fuck do you mean by you don’t know? Only you and I have been here. I don't know what happened to the blood, which means you should know.”“Honestly, I don’t.”She groaned. “Massa!”He rolled his eyes and returned his attention to the magazine. “You know, there are other ways to expel the hunger.”She glared at him. “If you
The sun was not yet up in the sky by the time Mila woke me up from sleep. Yawning loudly, I glared at her as I sat up in bed.“Good gracious, Mila. Why have you woken me up this early? Classes with the princess begins after she has had breakfast and that is by 9am!”“I’m very sorry my lady. I just wanted you to use the bathhouse first.”“Use the bathhouse first? What do you mean? Is there only one bathhouse in this palace?”“Yes, my lady, which is why I want you to use it first. The other concubines have their bath by five a.m. and seeing that you’re not yet comfortable in their midst, I woke you up by four, so that you can get clean before them.”“And why can’t I do it later? You know, when I feel like?”“I’m afraid not, my lady. Lady Igrith closes the bathhouse once it’s time for breakfast.”Closes? Is it a shop or something? “And when is breakfast time?”“By eight, my lady.”“Just how many concubines are there that they need three hours to dress up?”“They don’t use three hours to
Preet. Preet.Wilhelm rolled in his bed as he pried his eyes open. Who the fuck was calling him this late a t night? He stretched out his arm and reached for his phone. Popping himself up on his elbow, he read the caller ID, cursing hard when he realized who it was.Why the heck didn’t she call him since? Why now, when he was tired?Sighing, he answered and put the phone to his ear.“Leira, what is it now? I told you to never call me at night.”“I was really worried about you. Willy, don’t you think it’s time you came home?”Wilhelm didn’t consider that gigantic palace as his home, but he wasn’t ready to tell Leira that. “My name is Wilhelm, not Willy. Besides, I did tell you that I would only return after my position as the Crown Prince has been secured. So, if you’re calling to say this, end this call at once.”She sniffed. “Your cruel words affect me. Surely you mustn't plan on leaving me here all alone.”He bristled. “You’re not alone. My sisters are there, my brother as well.”“N