ARTHUR & MILA “Are you hurt anywhere?” Mila asked as they climbed up. “Not much,” Arthur huffed as he pressed on his chest instinctively. “I can live with it.” “But you don’t have to, now do you?” Mila grinned and placing her hand on his chest, she muttered, “recuperate” under her breath and Arthur’s breath deepened. “What did you do?” Arthur asked, grinning. He had the most amused expressions on his face. “I healed you,” Mila caressed Arthur’s chest lovingly. “Till the time I am with you, you don’t have to worry about any injury, any illness. I hope I am allowed to heal you without your permission. Arthur looked around, they were alone. He pulled over her mask, grabbed her waist and kissed her fully. “You can do anything to me without my permission, if you know what I mean,” he grinned, pulling back. “Ah, does not align with what you said before,” Mila sighed. Arthur narrowed his eyes at this. “You know what I mean!” “I do, my lord,” Mila bowed dramatically, and laughing, th
ARTHUR & MILA It took Mila more than a week to heal everyone in the Keats clan. And by the end of it, Mila and Arthur were their prince and princess. Everyone in the kingdom was treating them as royalty and were bringing their woes to them. And though Arthur was doing the needful, he was worried. “If my father found out about me acting as their leader, he would behead me with his wolf’s teeth,” Arthur muttered to Mila one afternoon. Mila chuckled but didn’t respond. “Seriously,” Arthur stressed, “I know they have no leader at present, but I cannot be their leader for long.” “You can be if you accept them in Collins clan,” Mila replied simply. Arthur stared at her for a long while. “They have homes here, they have lives here,” Arthur shook his head. “I doubt they would come with us.” “Ask them first, before making any assumptions,” Mila smiled.
ARTHUR The last conversation with Mila forced Arthur to head out to meet his father the next morning. He was not desperate to mate with her physically, but he was desperate to know if she really was his true mate or not. And that was not possible until they have shared their bodies with each other. Part of Arthur was furious with Mila. What was the matter with her? Both Arthur and Mila knew that they were mates, so what was the problem! But another part of Arthur, the part that loved and respected Mila, knew she was right. Mila wanted what she truly deserved and it would be wrong on Arthur’s part to force otherwise. The people of Keats clan were not happy to see their prince go. They had surrounded him and were not ready to let him leave. They were sure he would not come back and they would be left without a leader. “I am not your true leader anyways,” Arthur announced. A hush fell in the crowd at these words. “I am the future alpha of Collins clan and this kingdom is of Keats cla
ARTHUR As Arthur went farther away from Mila, his feeling of surety of Mila being his true mate was getting a little diminished. He could sense Mila still, it was as if she on the tip of tongue, like she was on the verge of his skin, but he could not fixate on her, i.e., he could not tell where she was. When in close proximity, he could always tell in which part of the palace Mila was, but he could not anymore. Earlier, all he needed to do was inhale deeply, and like there was a compass in his heart that always pointed towards Mila, Arthur knew where she was. This had strengthened since the night they had spent together in those chambers – the night that Mila had erased from his memory. Did they really mate and the bond of mates didn’t establish? Is it why Mila erased his memories? What had happened that night that forced Mila to take this step? All through the way, and it was a long way, Arthur thought about this… he loved Mila so much, and he was sure Mila too loved him. But… W
ARTHUR As Arthur got dressed after a long bath, he realized the time. There was something about the baths drawn by Rah that Arthur always lost track of time! “Oh no!” Arthur exclaimed as he hurried out. Arthur and Mila had decided that Mila would open a portal in her hut at 3PM each day to talk to each other, and it was already 2:50PM. Arthur ran to her hut, raising suspicions around. Well, who won’t be suspicious if their prince disappeared for around a week, and is suddenly seen running around the palace in a panicked mode. “I am here… I am here…” Arthur shouted as he ran inside the hut, panting. Arthur feared that he had missed her, but she was there, her face breaking in an incredible smile. “You are here,” Mila smiled even more broadly. “I thought I missed you again!” “Oh, I miss you, you know,” Arthur smiled as he slumped on her bed and stared at her beautiful face. It was as if she was sitting just a few feet away from her, even though she was miles and miles away. “I
ARTHUR Ideally Arthur should have left, but somehow he could not. There was a charm in this room, a mystical energy that resonated with Mila. Arthur was lying down on Mila’s bed when he heard commotion outside. It was as if a lot of people were surrounding the place. Arthur jumped out of bed and looked around. Things from the Keats clan palace were scattered around. Arthur hurried and cleaned up the place, dumping everything under Mila’s bed and hiding it with a ragged bedcover. He was putting away broken sword when the door opened and his father entered. “So the rumors are true,” his father asked. He had a mischievous grin on his face as he scanned Arthur’s face. “Why does it look like I found you doing something naughty?” his father laughed. “Err, hello father,” Arthur bowed lightly. “What happened to this sword?” his father asked curiously. He had moved forward to hug Arthur but took the broken blade instead. “I don’t know, I found it this way,” Arthur shrugged. “It is not
ARTHUR “What?” his father just stared at him, dumbfounded. “I want to marry Mila,” Arthur repeated. “I do not understand,” his father was utterly confused. “I love her,” Arthur added. “Have you seen her face?” his father asked curiously. “I have, and she is incredibly beautiful,” Arthur smiled at the memory of her delicate features. “You are charmed?” his father deduced. “Maybe there is merit to Chloe’s words.” “Mila has not enchanted me,” Arthur sighed. “You would not know if you were enchanted,” his father added thoughtfully. “I think she is my true mate,” Arthur repeated. “She is a weapon, she is very powerful, who knows what powers she is hiding,” his father muttered to himself. “She is powerful, yes, but she is not using her powers on me,” Arthur clarified. “How do you know?” his father demanded. “And what is the hurry? If she is your mate, then mate with her. Find out if she really is your mate first.” “She is upset that I am linked to Chloe. She would not, well, s
ARTHUR Arthur decided to avoid Mila at the midnight like they had planned to. He knew Mila would have had practiced all day to make the portal bigger, but Arthur would not go, he just could not go. He needed time to think, he needed time to put his thoughts together. How can he know if she was his mate, without mating with her. How was it even possible? Maybe if he had someone with in whom he could confide. A friend, perhaps. But he didn’t have any such friends. To grow up as a royalty had its perks, but it also had its side-effects. And one of the biggest side effect was that Arthur had no friend. He had a lot of servants and he knew a lot of sycophants who were there to use him and abuse any word that he may utter carelessly, but not any friends. Rah was the closest friend he had in the kingdom, but he was human. As Arthur lay in his chambers wondering, he thought of Mila. Ho
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