ARTHUR & MILA Arthur and Mila stared at each for a long moment, where both minds had a lot of things running through. Arthur was worried about his people. Sharpe clan, though a legend, had been the deadliest of all clans. The monstrous acts that the alpha of Sharpe clan had committed in his time were legendary. It was because of him that werewolf population was limited in present time… How could he make a Sharpe woman his queen? Mila was worried about her future with Arthur. The look Arthur wore on his face said enough to Mila that she just crossed her legs and sat up straight. Her fears were real, and it didn’t matter what Arthur had promised her, what assurances he had given her with respect to his love, but Mila could see his faith dwindling. She could see fear in his eyes. She could see that now Arthur didn’t just look at her as his mate, but as the descendant of a devil housed clan! “Mila, I think –” Arthur started but Mila just shook her head. They both were naked, they both
MILA Mila stared at the spot where she had pushed Arthur moments ago. Arthur, her mate, her love, her source of happiness. She didn’t know if their parting happened on the right moment or not. What if they have had sex properly and then he had left her? What if she was pregnant with his child? At least then she would have had someone to call her own? But then the sting of betrayal would have been worst, like it was for her mother. But proper sex and mating would have allowed her to show her skin to the world. She could live properly. She could breathe freely without fearing that she was enchanting others! But then she would have heard all the thoughts that must be racing in Arthur’s mind. How must he be feeling? Angry? Hatred? Scared? Would she be able to hear such emotions? No, she could not. Especially not his hatred, it would have devastated her. She didn’t know for how long she sat in the water, staring at the same spot, but a loud knock on the bathroom chambers brought her back
ARTHUR Arthur stood rooted on the spot where the portal had just closed. And it was not only Mila who had vanished from front of his eyes, but she had also vanished from his senses. Suddenly, like in an instant, Arthur stopped feeling her presence and it felt like someone had stabbed him in his chest. A deep, impenetrable hollowness was engulfing him, like there was a massive hole in his heart, which could never be filled. Arthur’s eyes welled as he kept on staring at the spot. He swayed on his feet, and found a bed. A very uncomfortable bed upon which he had kissed Mila fully once. He suddenly realized he was in Mila’s hut. He had forgotten about it. “Mila,” Arthur called, “are you here, Mila?” he asked. But he knew it was all in vain. If Mila was even remotely closer, he would have sensed her. Arthur tried to reach out to Bash, but it was as if Bash had turned his back to him. Bash was furious. And he was right. Bash had not rejected his mate, it was Arthur who had made this de
ARTHUR “You have revoked your mate? Why would you even do such a thing?” Both Arthur and Rah jumped at these words. Arthur had no idea that his confession had an audience. Arthur and Rah whipped around and saw Arthur’s father was standing there, and he had the most confusing expressions on his face. Arthur couldn’t tell if he was angry, or if he was worried, or confused. “My lord,” Rah bowed deeply and sat on his knee to address the Alpha. “Leave us,” Arthur’s father ordered, and with another deep bow and a worried glance towards Arthur, Rah left the room, taking with him empty food tray and plates. “You have got yourself a good servant,” Arthur’s father commented as he saw Rah close the door. He then looked around and nodded. “Your chambers are clean and well maintained. All good traits of a good servant!” he appreciated. “Yes, Rah is good,” Arthur nodded, “and he is not just my servant, he is also my friend and confidant!” “I realized as much, given how you just confessed yo
ARTHUR Arthur’s father left him in a confused state of mind. He didn’t understand what was happening, and Arthur had no courage to tell him as well. That day, Arthur spent his every moment in bed. Rah came back to his room the moment his father had left and didn’t leave his side. Considering Arthur was not willing to talk, Rah gave him company in silence. As Rah’s head drooled from one side to another in his sleep, Rah had dozed off due to quiet and boredom, Arthur realized his father was right. Rah was an excellent servant and Arthur should appreciate him more often. A knock awoke Rah with a jerk. He rushed forward to open the door and Arthur saw Tony standing there. “My lord,” Tony bowed in front of Arthur as he stepped in. Arthur motioned for Rah to close the door. “Is my lord alright? Your command has been waiting for your return desperately. We have been training everyone constantly, but it is not the same without you,” Tony spoke. Arthur nodded simply. “Are you back, si
ARTHUR Arthur spent the rest of the day in the gloomy ambiance of his room. He didn’t allow anyone to come into his chambers and Rah took care that he was not disturbed.Arthur was confused. He was in double mind. A part of him, the one that missed Mila terribly, was expecting to feel her any second. Somehow he was hopeful that she would miss him just too much to bear the separation and she would rip open a portal and come through. But another part of him, the one that was reasonable, the one that didn’t think with his heart, knew it was for the best. Staying away from Mila was the best that he could do unless he knew what had happened in the past that garnered the Sharpe clan such dreadful reputation? Also, that reasonable part of him knew that he had betrayed Mila. And the last stony look that Mila had given her said more than enough. Arthur knew that Mila would not forgive him that easily. And if he ever decided to get back with her, he would have to win her trust with grave diffi
MILAWhile Arthur was busy looking up Mila’s ancestry, Mila was trying to stabilize her regime. Though the separation from Arthur was proving very heavy on her heart, she was trying her best to stay away from his thoughts. Last night, the day Arthur had left her, she had put herself in an enchanted sleep. She had tried it for the first time because she didn’t know what effect it will have on her, whether she would wake up the next day or not, but she didn’t care. For the first time ever, she didn’t care. She just wanted for the pain to end. The hollowness in her heart to subside. For her to stop crying. And today, ever since had woken up, she had been busy. Not just because she had a lot of work to do, but also because she knew if she let herself even a moment of quiet, she would rip open a portal to Collins's kingdom and she would run to him, begging shamelessly to take her back. But she didn’t want to do it. She was furious with Arthur. He had revoked her. He had left her. He had ma
ARTHUR & MILA That day, both Arthur and Mila made it their mission to find out more out Daniels and Sharpe history. Arthur wanted to know everything there was to know, and Mila wanted to know what curse she was living under and how she could help Arthur break it. Deep down they both wanted to be together, but it was like a veil that was keeping them apart. Osho said that Mila’s attempts would only strengthen the curse, but why? Does magic her feeds the curse? It must be, what else could it be? So, they read. Arthur browsed through all the books that the librarian had shared, and Mila read through all the books she could find in the library of her kingdom, but none mentioned anything about the curse. However, they both did come across the truth, or what was written about, in a book called – ‘What forms the darkness?’ Darkness is not something that happens on its own. Darkness is the absence of light… You need to remove light from someone or something to make it dark, and the same