MILAGrace ran as fast as she could. It had been a while since she found this freedom and it was exhilarating. The gush of wind in her fur… the way the hard earth felt underneath her paws as she took one step after another, it was just another world.“And you keep me locked up in your head,” Grace spoke as she came to an halt at a cliff and howled at the rising moon.“Oh, I don’t mind letting you go. It is so blissful to not be worried about anything for a while,” Mila spoke softly as she rested. Mila had actually forgotten how Grace’s head was her sanctuary. A place where she was visible, but invisible. Where her powers didn’t work and she could just rest and be herself. It was only in Grace’s head that she could sleep in peace, without a fear of being watched, or someone accidentally stumbling on to her and, well, demanding her love and affection.“Your whining is kind of mood-killer,” Grace spoke as she continue to run aimlessly.“Sorry,” Mila mumbled and drifted off to a peaceful
MILAMany years ago… almost thirteen years ago…“Mommy, will we be safe here?” Mila asked. She had just moved to this new location with her mother and felt excited. The last place she was living with her mother was very bad. Her mother had to keep her hidden in a basement, and she sincerely hoped that this hut, where her mother was putting up their things, had no basement at all.“Yes, my love, we will be,” her mother spoke lovingly as she pulled up the hood of Mila’s cloak over head to hide her.“Do I need to hide here as well?” Mila asked, disgruntled.“We know what happens when someone sees you,” her mother sighed. “You know what happened last time.”“That bad man saw me…” Mila whispered. “And?” her mother insisted.“And you had to kill him!” Mila spoke, wide-eyed.“And killing is bad,” her mother stressed.“Killing is bad, but sometimes, we have to do it to protect the ones we love,” Mila chimed happily.“Yes, my dear. And I love you and there is not a thing I won’t do for you…”
MILAPresent Day “So how was the trip down that horrible memory lane?” Grace asked, annoyed.Mila didn’t blame her. No amount of trauma, no level of horrific scenes in life could trump seeing your mother murdered in front of you.Mila sighed as she stepped out and made way around. It was dawn now and with the first ray of Sun came another feeling. A feeling of him.“He found you,” Grace whooped with joy as Mila headed out. The hair on her body stood up as she felt his scent settle on her skin.She could tell he was directly heading towards her. His footsteps echoed in the silent halls, and before she knew it, he was standing in front of her, fully dressed in his armour and cloak, holding a bag.“How did you find me?” Mila asked, unable to take her eyes from his gorgeous face.“What are you doing here?” Arthur asked, worried. He dropped the bag on the floor and looked around. “Do you have any idea how many horrible scenarios ran through my mind when I realized you had gone?”“How did
ARTHUR & MILAIf Mila was depressed with the wave of nostalgia that had erupted within her, Arthur was dumbfounded.The enclosing was barely ten feet wide, which was completely cut out from outer world. There were tall walls around in a circular pattern and in the middle of it was a four-storied tower. The tower in itself was no more than five feet in diameter and its entrance was barricaded by iron wrought gates.“What?” Arthur couldn’t comprehend words. “You lived here?”Mila didn’t reply but just walked to the tower and opened it.“Wow, it looks even smaller now,” Mila chuckled dryly. Her eyes were wet with tears now. “I still remember when these walls were put up!”“What?” Arthur was so shocked that he couldn’t form sentences now. He looked around, it was worse than a hovel. His horses lived in better condition, and Mila lived here… He had so many questions but he didn’t know where to start.Mila entered the tower and Arthur followed quietly. A damp, rotten stench met their nostri
ARTHUR & MILA“This was my mother’s hut,” Mila informed as Arthur looked at the dilapidated hut with some confusion. “When we moved into this kingdom, my mother and I lived here…”And the confusion cleared up.Arthur smiled with her as they both stepped in the most bizarre hut. The small hut was in the worst state possible, but the small garden, which Arthur was sure no one was tending to, was blossoming.“You know I used to sleep during the day and play around during the night,” Mila smiled as she walked around. She could see her mother sitting by the door, watching over her when she used frolic around in the dark.“Really?” Arthur asked with deep amusement. He could not imagine a five-year-old Mila. “Yes, my mother kept me hidden always. And if any accident used to happen, we would change kingdoms. A butcher had seen me in the last kingdom, and my mother had to kill him. Once that was done, we had packed up and moved,” Mila informed casually.“Kill him?” Arthur was surprised.“Yes,
ARTHUR & MILAAs the day progressed, Mila and Arthur roamed around the deserted city.“How often do someone return to an abandoned city?” Mila asked Arthur as they sat near the entrance to the citadel. Arthur had amused himself a while ago and had ventured inside the soldier’s compound. He was stunned. There was nothing there.“They either took everything with them, or they never had anything,” Arthur spoke.“They didn’t have a lot… not a lot of soldiers, not a lot of weapons and not a lot of training. I remember a few generals complaining that Hanna placed too much faith in one person. One of them often asked Hanna to have fight worthy candidates in the troop so that in case her ‘secret weapon’ fails to deploy, they have back up,” Mila sighed.“Well, they paid heavily,” Arthur nodded.“I know, given the number of times I had run away from this place and how many enemies Hanna had made over the years due to her arrogance, she should have raised an army of demons,” Mila smiled.“Demons
ARTHUR “Are you kidding me?” Arthur was stunned. It was as if she had slapped him. “What do I need to do to earn your trust?” “Have I earned your trust?” Mila asked in an off-handed fashion. “Of course, I trust you with my life,” Arthur spoke wide-eyed. “Why do you trust me?” Mila asked simply as she walked from one chamber to another, selecting which one she should be sleeping in for the night. “Apart from the obvious,” Arthur started but she interrupted him, “What is obvious?” Mila asked. “That I…” Arthur started but stopped abruptly. “That I…?” Mila insisted. “I like you,” Arthur spoke. He wanted to say I love you, but he didn’t know if it would be the right thing to say just yet. “You like me?” Mila asked with raised eyebrows. “I do, yes,” Arthur nodded hastily. “Well, for someone who has been hated and imprisoned all her life, you have no idea how nice and warm it feels to hear someone say that he likes me…” Mila smiled joyously. “Especially when the feeling of liking
MILA Yes, she dared it and she said it. Thing she had been dying to say ever since she had first sense his presence. “I love you, Arthur Collins,” Mila repeated as she stared in his golden eyes. His eyes… his beautiful eyes first contracted, then as the words sank in, they widened. She could see the pupil of his eyes dilate with desire, she had seen this happen every time a man was enchanted by her, but it was the first time she saw it in a man who was not enchanted. He licked his lips nervously. What was he thinking? Mila wondered. Arthur rubbed his face urgently, and then without as much as a word, he grabbed her neck with one hand, cupped her chin with another and pressed his lips firmly on hers. It was as if he was saying he loved her too by her lips, well not in words, but through passion. Unsure of how to react, Mila sat rooted on the bed. Part of her was confused as to what to do, but another part, the more animalistic part which was dominated by Grace, wanted to pull him
FIFTEEN YEARS LATER “Oh, no… not again,” someone thumped the door. “Mom… dad… you are causing thunder again. What are you even doing?” Mila, who was pinned under Arthur, and was crying loudly as Arthur pounded himself hard inside her, bringing her to the precipice of bliss, did not respond. “Control yourself,” Arthur scolded Mila as he continued to move inside her. “I am about to come,” Mila cried. “Come for me, love,” Arthur too closed his eyes and moved violently, and Mila knew he too was about to find his release. “Mom… dad…” the pounding continued. “Don’t stop!” Mila cried, as her body quivered and Arthur felt her spasm as her orgasm hit her with full force. Arthur moved a few more times and fell on top of her. He knew Mila had climaxed, just went he did too. “When would you learn to not lose it,” Arthur scolded her as he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked up to the door. He removed the cushioning charm from the door and walls – which made the room sound proof – a
ARTHUR & MILAOnce Mila and Arthur were sure about the terms of the alliance, they called for the alphas - Canon Lapiz, David Keplins and Motif Rivera. David and Motif signed without even reading, well, they were under the control of Mila fully. But Canon read through the document and discussed every point in detail. Canon was not worried about his son, he knew that if Canon would survive these terms, his son, Martin Lapiz – fated mate of Chloe – would also survive the terms.“By the way,” Canon grinned as he signed, “this is very one sided. No where it is mentioned what kind of protection you would offer?”“I think she saved your kingdom from Shana, that is enough,” Arthur spoke gruffly.“She is yet to save us fully. Shana’s men are horrible, why else was able to control everything!” Canon pointed.Mila nodded and willed Shana to call for all her men from across the kingdom while Mila visited the dungeons where Canon wants the men to be held.“You have a roomy dungeon,” Mila sighed a
ARTHUR & MILA“Help me, and I swear my fealty to you, Mila – Daniels – Sharpe – Collins. Lapiz kingdom is yours,” Canon Lapiz’s voice boomed in the halls.“Eh!” Arthur spoke as he looked around, “Looks like you have some renovating to do,” he laughed.“With pleasure, Arthur,” and Canon extended a hand.Arthur did not take it though. He looked down at Mila and asked, “Are you okay?”Mila rubbed her neck and twisted it to gain some movement. “Wow! That collar is horrible. It was like I can register everything, think what to do, but then puff, the thoughts would erase from my mind.”“Whoever created this –” Arthur started.“Must be very stupid,” Mila nodded as she looked for the collar, but Rah was holding it.“I will keep it safe until you decide what to do with it,” Rah assured.Arthur and Mila nodded in unison.“Chloe, go back to your room and take your mate with you,” Arthur ordered. “David, you should go with her and discuss what you both want to do. We will support you in whatever
ARTHUR“And where are all the girls of your kingdom,” Mila demanded finally.Shana looked at Mila and without even blinking, without even taking her eyes off Mila, Shana jerked her head. Before anyone could react or even comprehend what had happened, a few men appeared at all sides, Arthur, Motif, David tried to fight them but they were suddenly overpowered, and a collar had been placed on Mila’s throat and her mouth was gagged and her arms were bound.“Enchantress,” Shana laughed as Mila’s eyes glazed over and her knees buckled. As Mila fell to the floor, Shana whooped with joy and literally jumped on her heels, clapping merrily. “A were enchantress,” she added as she walked up to Mila.Arthur tried to fight off the men but couldn’t. He felt ashamed. He was ambushed and he could not fight. His whole attention was at Mila and the anger that was rolling off her had him fully distracted.Now he was forced to submit because not one, but four men had spears pointed at Mila, and though he
ARTHUR & MILA “How would we know if it is time to go back,” Arthur asked as he twirled Mila’s red hair in between his fingers. “We cannot know here,” she laughed as she lay back in bed and stared up the sky. The peace and quiet of the moor was impeccable. “Oh, I could live here forever,” she groaned as she got up to get dressed. “Me too, I know you have your responsibility but I am sick and tired of worrying about others. I sometimes feel that I just want to worry about myself and my loved ones, that’s it. No people, no clan, no kingdom, just you, me and my father…” Arthur spoke as he didn’t even bother moving. “Where is it coming from?” Mila asked surprised. “You love your people,” she added. “You literally disowned me for your people.” “And I cannot apologize enough for that lapse of judgment,” Arthur spoke earnestly and Mila knew he meant it. “What changed,” Mila shook her head. “Why do you want to shirk your responsibilities now?” “Maybe it is because of my recent death expe
ARTHUR & MILA Arthur’s smile was the only thing that Mila needed to breathe properly. “Oh, Arthur,” Mila cried as she fell to his side and kissed him on his lips. “I love you,” Arthur spoke to Mila, “I love you so damn much!” Mila blinked as she pulled back. “Are you talking to me in my head?” Mila thought as she stared at Arthur. “I guess I am,” Arthur grinned broadly. “So, our minds are linked again!” Mila felt embarrassed as a very naughty image flashed in front of her eyes. “Yes, because I just saw that,” Arthur grinned as he sat back. Rah rushed to assist Arthur, but Arthur did not need any help. “How do you feel?” Rah asked Arthur seriously. Arthur stood up and spoke, “Different but quite good.” And he smiled. Mila’s heart swelled with happiness as she saw Arthur well and happy. Arthur stared at her with same affection. “Umm, why do I sense I am missing out on something,” Rah spoke tentatively as he stared at the pair. “Nothing,” Arthur grinned. “Tell me everythi
MILA Arthur’s eyes flicked open but they were blank. “Arthur,” Mila cried in shocked surprise and withdrew her hands from both Arthur’s body and the wisdom tree. At once, Arthur’s body – which was levitating in the air – fell back to the ground with a thud and his eyes closed again. “What just happened?” Raul Collins demanded as he rushed close to his head and touched Arthur’s face. “He is not awake, Mila, he is not awake.” “But why is still glowing?” Rah asked in alarm. Because Arthur’s entire body was still glowing a bright burning torch. “I don’t know,” Mila spoke, feeling scared now. “Osho, what is happening?” she looked at Osho in alarm. Osho too was looking shocked. It was as if something new for him too. And these expressions scared Mila more than anything else. “What is happening, Osho?” Mila demanded. “I don’t know, my queen,” Osho muttered. “But you are all knowing, you have seen the past, the present and the future,” Mila spoke in shock, “How do you not know!” Os
MILA “Can I go and visit Arthur?” Rah asked Mila tentatively. She was literally dragging her feet as he walked back to the kingdom. Mila nodded. “Where is he?” Rah asked expectantly. And without any explanation or answer, Mila slashed the air with her hand and they saw Arthur lying unconscious on his bed. “Son,” Raul Collins cried as he crossed the portal and hurried to his bed. Rah and Ajax followed. Mila started at Arthur’s limp form for a moment, then followed. As the portal closed behind her, she stared around. “Arthur, wake up son,” Raul Collins shook Arthur but it made no change in his condition. “He does not look hurt,” Ajax spoke softly. “Not superficially,” Mila spoke, stony faced. “I healed his wounds and cuts that Motif made, but I am unable to wake him up.” “Why is it?” Rah asked. “You can cure almost anything, why is it you cannot heal him?” “I don’t know,” Mila sniffed. It seemed like her entire being was dying with Arthur. “You must be devastated on the insid
MILA “Mila,” Rah spoke warningly. “War is not the answer to the problems!” “They all accompanied him here, didn’t they?” Mila roared. “They all jeer when he kills.” “Look at them, Mila, look at them,” Rah spoke imploringly. “Why don’t you check with them, if they really are loyal to Motif. You are supposed to unite all nine kingdoms, you are supposed to be their queen. Your first act cannot be annihilating them all.” “Mila,” Raul Collins spoke with a sad sigh. “Rah is right.” Mila glared up at Motif and though he was unconscious, he twitched mid air. “Incendi,” Mila whispered. “NOOOOO!” Rah screamed as he saw Motif’s flesh catch fire. Suddenly Motif was awake and was writhing and wailing in pain. Everyone retreated as flecks of fire rained down on them. Even Mila’s shirt caught fire but she did not wince. She was feeling the savage pleasure hearing Motif’s screams. “Mila, no!” Raul Collins spoke softly. “You are not a killer, Mila. Don’t go there. Arthur does not want you to