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Princess Yeri. I remain on the floor where my body curled in on itself and I clutch my arms. I stay put in the same position for what feels like an eternity, unable to move. The tears that had threatened to spill finally breaks free, trailing down my cheeks and falling onto the ground. As the initial shock of what happened between us eases, my thoughts begin to race, tumbling over each other in a frantic attempt to make sense of what Ozar just accused me and my people of. His word were nothing but harsh and unforgiving. Was it truly my people who had committed such atrocities? Or was it just my brother, always eager to prove himself, always reckless and brash? The uncertainty gnaws at her, compounding in pain with a deep sense of dread. I have always known that Ozar was the kind of man that shouldn’t be pushed to anger…and today, I have tasted it. If he is like this at the news, what would he do to me in the future? Can I even make this sort of man commit to me? I do not think his gu
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Alpha King Ozar.Asher walks into the chart room. It is a well-lit chamber filled with large tables covered in maps and charts of the kingdom and its surrounding territories. Shelves line the walls, stacked with scrolls, atlases, and books on geography. It has been two days and we are still working on the degree of order to bring these men to light.“Collins is here.” Asher says and I raise my head from the map to see him. He walks into the chamber and everyone face their attention towards him for the last time we heard of him was the time Yeri tried to escape but didn’t make it out. He left like the coward that he is and I scoff at this arrival.“Where the hell have you been?” Kaine asks.“Probably seeking for Magnus? Huh?” I ask.“I don’t know what you are talking about. I only left to clear my mind from everything and the injustice of your court.” He says to me and my eyes are filled with ire.“Injustice? Have you forgotten that the spoil belongs to the conqueror?” I ask.“Do not t
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Princess Yeri.“The dowager did what?” Teresa asks and I drop my glass onto the table.“She reprimanded him.” I repeat. “Whoa, her powers must be beyond. The king is so respectful.” Teresa says and I scowl at her.“What do you mean? After all I have just told you, you think that serpent is respectful!?” I raise the tenor of my voice and she reminds me to reduce my voice. “Be careful!” Teresa says, looking around before she takes a seat. “There is no one here.” I say.“The walls have ears, Yeri or have you forgotten that Yolanda is here? I heard she has been begging Anges to help her see the king. It looks like she is expired.” Teresa says, bursting into laughter to the point where I can see the food that she is meant to be chewing in her mouth.“Why aren’t you laughing?” She asks, beating the table at the span of her laughter. “What is funny? I am a princess who has dropped yo a harem. Why would I laugh at that?” I say.“You are a consort.” Teresa corrects me and I roll my eyes at
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ContdPrincess Yeri.I collect the letter from Florence and it is truly one that invites me to the hunting event that Yolanda was just talking about. I don’t know just how much more embarrassment she can take in the pursuit of trying to embarrass me. Teresa clears her throat in the silence and takes a look at Yolanda.“The dowager invited Yeri herself. Wow, she must be really fond?” Teresa says, placing her hand on my shoulder and her eyes brightens in playfulness.“Yeri, you are becoming very lucky. The dowager is fond of only a few but you have managed to capture her heart in such a short amount of time?” Florence says and I exhale.“I am surprised as all of you. And I don’t think I want to go for this event.” I say and the harem women gasp.“You want to say no to the dowager?” Florence asks.“That is a very wrong move, Yeri.” Teresa says and I feel overwhelmed by everything. Without a second thought, I walk out from their midst and I can feel Teresa following behind me until we get
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Alpha king Ozar.The strong wind whips around me, rustling my hair and the edges of his dark, weather-beaten cloak. My boots were sturdy, caked with dirt from the field, and a longbow hung over his shoulder, hinting at my readiness for the hunt. The servants are busy setting up tents which are intended for the dowager, Camille, and other of the royal family who have accompanied us on the expedition. The canvas structures of the tents are taking shape, providing shelter from the biting wind that sweeps across the open field.My brothers are standing next to me, equally rugged and ready for the hunt. The wind tugged at my shirt. It is a dark linen that clings to my frame, the sleeves roll up to my elbows, revealing my powerful forearms. My shirt's open collar also exposes chest and more times than once, my hand traces the patterns of my gigantic sword that hangs at my waist, ready for action at a moment's notice.In my other hand, I am holding a silver metal bottle where I take a swig o
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Princess Yeri.“I learnt from my father.” I say to the dowager.Her attendants wrap a fur coat over her as the wind gets heavy on the field and they stand behind her for her needs.“I have heard about your father in the past. King Furtick, isnt’t it?” She asks and I look back at her in shock for I did not think she would know this.“You know him?” I ask.“I was a queen in my time. And when one is married to a king, there is nothing you will not know about your husband’s business. A long time ago, I met your grandparents at a banquet for kings and queen. Your father was a child. And I was a teenager, married to an old king.” She says and I gaze at her vividly. Truthfully, I do not know anything about the king dowager but I know that from the way she comports herself, she is experienced in this war struggle.“That is refreshing to know.” I say.The sun casts a warm glow over the field, illuminating the two targets set up at a distance. The targets are tall, their concentric circles a ch
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Alpha king Ozar.Her fear pierces through my hardened exterior. The sight of her tears, the way her shoulders shook, and the quiet desperation in her eyes caused me to stop. The feral glow in my eyes dims and I step away from her. I am trying to quell the rage and dominance that overtook me moments before. Being a dragon bloodline wolf comes with a lot of anger for it is a wolf who only speaks in war and retribution. My wolf is always ready to seek vengeance and it is why I believed I could ever have a mate.I believed that if I ever had one, she would run away from me. What woman would want to surrender herself to a wolf whose anger could get ferocious at a snap? Why did she have to be near Collins? Why was my guess right? Why did I have to walk in when he was holding her face and she allowed him to do so despite what we shared. It is why I did not want her here but the dowager just had to bring her.“Shut it.” I say, listening to her sobs and she immediately covers her mouth.“He is
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ContdAlpha King Dimitrio.My face flushes with rage and mead. Without giving it a second thought, I ripple the linen sheets that Yeri has used to cover herself.She flinches, a startled gasp escapes from her lips and she looks at me. Her beauty, usually a source of pleasure and sight to my eyes now only serves to inflame my frustration further. After tearing off the veil, she remains perched on the edge of the bed, her back is armoured straight. Though fear lingered in her wide, doe-like eyes, their softness did not translate into submission.She lifts her gaze to me and I loom over her, a hulking figure clad in furs and leather, reeking of woodsmoke."You!" I roar, my voice is a gravelly bellow.“I am speaking to you, yet you conform to silence. Have you no conformity when your king is speaking to you?” I ask and she lifts her chin in a gesture of which could be defiance or respect…I don’t know. She is a princess. Thus, she knows what she is doing to me.“I am doing what I think is
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