Helena’s P.O.V.Edgar?Who was he to address a King so frankly?A realization hit me hard as I turned, the familiar figure of my uncle Desmond ran a jolt of electricity in my body.“Uncle!”Disregarding all the judging eyes and authoritative figures, I ran towards him, almost tripping due to my high heels on the way. Uncle stretched his arms wide and came forward, engulfing me in his warm, protective embrace.“I really missed you a lot, uncle!”Perhaps, I was crying, or my tears were tricking me that my uncle’s voice sounded shakier, he caressed my head and said,“No need to mention, my princess. I know it very well.That’s why, I have broken all my vows and came to the Royal palace.”The Council members, Court officials, servants, everyone gathered around us, their howls of celebration were touching the roof. Meanwhile, Uncle Desmond met King Edgar, they bumped their fists as a sign of their long friendship. King Edgar was emotional to see Uncle Desmond as well, he patt
Helena’s P.O.V. My feral side? Nova was indeed a special part of my soul, completing me in every possible way. Her two appearances were a pleasant mystery, aiding me at alternative times. Despite all the great feelings, what was I supposed to tell Carver? That I was a whisperer wolf, but I didn’t have any idea about my powers. I could break the blood vow and escape from this Palace by tricking the King’s magical bonds, but how? No idea! All the clues I got until now were directed towards the escape plan, and the recent attack of Queen Isabella had given me a reality check about my current strength. So, there was no chance in hell that I was going to speak the truth yet. Pushing Nova back to the darkness of my consciousness, I cupped Carver’s face. “His Majesty is giving me some magical potions for my suppressed lycan genes. If Aztec can sense it, it means it’s working.” Carver simply nodded and pulled me for another sizzling kiss, his free hand picked me easily and
Helena’s P.O.V. “Beloved?” Mate in Werewolves, Erasthai in Lycans, and Beloved in Vampires, were the different terminologies for the same relationship: soulmates. The mate-bond between shifters was solely based on emotional and physical intimacy, but the Vampires had bizarre traditions related to it. Their beloved weren’t their life partners, but the food source for their whole life. They fed on their soulmate, claiming that only they could quench their thirst with their divine blood. Ewww! A wave of pure fright washed over me as I shrugged, the simple concept of this bloody relationship horrified me. However, this horror was the least of my concern. Nova emerged from the darkness of my mind; her shaky voice was laced with excitement. “Mate!” What? Nova said ‘Mate’ in response to that bloodsucker’s claim? Like she actually referred to him as my soulmate? What fuzzy pink bunny slippers did I just hear? My feet were cemented to the floor, and my mind too numb to even respond,
Third person’s P.O.V The luxurious room was dimly lit by various candles strewn all over in the candle bars and the majestic chandelier that was hung from the center of the ceiling. Sitting on a heavy king-size bed, Sylvia was chugging a bottle of red wine, her anguished sobs reverberating the whole surroundings. She glanced at her reflection in a gigantic mirror decorated with the golden intricate designs and sniffled. “Why is it always me?” She then thrashed the bottle on the floor, it shattered against the hard surface, spilling over the golden smooth rug. The strong smell of alcohol filled the air as she banged her hands on the soft mattress. “Why am I the only one to be defeated? What’s my fault? Why is Heaven always siding with that wench when she doesn’t even deserve to be alive?” Screaming at the top of her lungs, Sylvia rustled around the sheets to search for a new bottle. Her hand collided with a bundle of empty bottles; she threw them on the floor as well while adjus
Helena’s P.O.V Threatened? I didn’t know much about this aspect of mating with King Trevor, but Nova’s pitiful plea mirrored the anguish of my soul. There was an invisible fire consuming me slowly, the shreds of my existence were spreading in the air like black ash after massive combustion. I ordered Amelia to throw those gifts away and went out, the urgency to meet my mom was pacing my feet. My ultimate destination was the door of the hall of beauty; however, a big old padlock on it halted me in my tracks. What had happened there? I clearly remembered that the trainer Jessica used to live there 24/7, the doors of the hall were always opened for assistance. Then what was the issue? The duty guards standing at some distance must have seen something, so I inquired about this sudden shut down. “Madam Jessica’s son was injured during the practice session in warriors’ academy. She went to see him at the hospital.” “Oh!” The genuine reason for Jessica's disappearance concerned m
Helena’s P.O.V. Seriously? I fought with Nova to meet mom and she replied to me with this single sentence. Wasn’t I, her daughter? Or did she think I was stupid? Ugh! I wished to pull out my hair in frustration, Nova’s soft voice put a full stop to my nonsense. “The part of mom’s soul which she left for us, has dissipated in the air after serving its purpose. Don’t worry, we will see her in the territory of sussuro clan again.” Nova’s statement made sense as Edith was also able to see my mom’s soul in this living room, she must have prepared for my future in advance. So, I left all the reasoning aside and went to start meditation. Nova pointed to the middle and asked me to sit there. “Now direct your inner energy outside your body, Helena.” It appeared as a simple task as I had successfully channeled my powers in my body before. Closing my eyes, I summoned the milky waves of mystical energy inside my heart. Something stirred deep in my chest and ripples of energy flooded my
Helena’s P.O.V. “The sensations related to a soulmate’s touch are a universal truth in mating relationships across all the supernatural species. A single touch will clarify whether King Trevor Fletcher is my mate or not.” Moving towards Trevor, I tried to calm down my racing heart as my teeny tiny brain was unable to process the aftereffects of touching someone in this time travel. Despite my inner turmoil, Nova was damn serious, counting every second to confirm our destiny. A part of my soul was hopeful for the Moon Goddess’s blessing, considering the fact that the Royal Vampires were the masters of compulsion. Their obsession with controlling other’s lives wasn’t concealed from anyone. “The rumors say that King Edgar is under the spell of his Queen.” As the distance between Trevor and me was narrowed down to less than a foot, I stared at his enlarged red orbs, a sign that his vampire part was indeed at front to assert his dominance. I even sniffed him closely for some s
Helena’s P.O.V. “Go to hell!” Obviously, I couldn’t say it out loud as sharp stabbing pain cut through my heart, making me screech uncontrollably. My body burnt like I accidentally fell into the ninth circle of hell, like a volcano rumbled, pouring its molten lava on me. “No!” King Trevor’s horrified scream pierced through my ears, shattering my ear drums with its high pitch. He lunged at me like a hungry predator and slammed me on the wall, his sharp nails clutched my neck as he stuttered painfully. “I-I d-don’t accept your rejection, Princess Helena.” He was breathing heavily, gasping for air, his words putting out fire enveloping my body. The waves of bizarre pain dissolving my bones in invisible acid stopped at once, but my legs seemed to lose all the bones they possessed. My knees buckled, and the only support holding me still was the cold, icy hand wrapped around my neck. King Trevor’s bared fangs sucked all the air from my lungs, he came closer to me with every s