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Alpha King Ozar.I didn’t kill them but I did torture them. They will be left to die in the dungeons until they give me the answers I need about Magnus. I didn’t tell Yeri that because I don’t have a reason to. I don’t see a reason to give her attachment to these bandits. I would have never said anything to her if she didn’t come in here, asking questions that I do not owe her.Those men deserve death and it will come sooner. So, I might as well tell her that they are dead. The advisors have taken their leave and she is still on the floor, sobbing. “Get her out of here.” I whisper to the guards and she grabs a hold of my ankle, her fingers digg into the leather of my boots."Why?" she rasps, her voice is hoarse but laced with a steely resolve. "Why didn’t you grant them mercy? Why did you have to slaughter them?”I tower over her like a storm cloud and I am momentarily taken aback by her. Surprise flickers across my face, but it is quickly replaced by a hardened mask. I yank my foot
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Three days later.Alpha King Ozar.“Are you doing this intentionally!” The dowager asks.“Doing what?” I ask, letting go of the fork. I never had the appetite to eat anyway especially in her presence.“Pushing her away.” The dowager says and I know exactly who is talking about.“I will handle my affairs. I say shortly.“And I hope it will bring a child in the most possible future. The dowager states.“Why are you eager to expect a pup from a woman who is Magnus' sister?” I ask.“Are you mad? You made her your royal consort!” The dowager raises her voice and the rest of my brothers at the table let go of their cutleries. “Dowager, I am sure it’s just a misunderstanding. Ozar will take care of it.” Camille says, trying to distort the storm that is brewing me and the old woman. The door of the dining hall opens and Agnes walks in. The dowager sent her to bring Yeri from the harem house inorder to join our morning breakfast but Agnes came empty handed. “Where is she?” The dowager asks
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Princess Yeri.I don’t have a reason to move an inch. I thought about it. Should I just go out and get a plate of food? I need strength if I am to continue thinking about everything that has happened. However, the moment I tried to open the door, it became useless…I lost reason. So, I stayed back in the bedroom.The sun slants through the high arched windows, casting a thin rectangle of light onto the bed. It illuminates a sliver of my cheekbone, stark against the pallor of her skin. I squint my eyes. I must have forgot to close it earlier when the sky was blue and cold. I lay perfectly still. My once vibrant eyes sink and dull beneath closed lids. My hair, usually a cascade of glossy curls, lay tangled and dull around my face.The sheets beneath me are rumpled and damp with sweat, clinging uncomfortably to her thin frame. The air in the small chamber hung heavy, thick with the scent of despair and neglect. Three days. It had been three days since I last left this room, since the wo
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Alpha King Ozar.I did not expect what I would see when I broke down the door of her chambers. It was just three days ago that I last saw her. Yet, the effect of her sorrow was strange as if it had been years since we saw each other. The tangled mess of her hair, the pallor of her skin, the dark circles beneath her sorrowful eyes – it is an image of despair that rippled my heart. As the servants match out of the room. I begin to work. My expression is a complex mix of concern and urgency. I cannot let Yeri retreat back into the self-imposed darkness. Yet, every fiber of me is being recoiled from the thought of manhandling her. I need to be firm, but careful.With a strength born of desperation, I guide her, not push. My arm encircles her waist, more to support than restrain. I can feel the fragility of Yeri’s frame, and the tremors that wracks her body. Each step towards the bed is a struggle. Her voice is weak but laced with defiance."Let me go!" she squeals, her words slur sligh
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Princess Yeri.It has been two days since I heard what Agnes said. She said the king didn’t behead the bandits and then, she looked at him, apologizing for saying it as if the king warned her not to. Why would he lie to me? Why would he say that he killed him when he didn’t? I don’t understand what is going on and why the king is doing this to me.It's been two days and I still do not understand what is going on. I thought about it, should I go to the castle and find out? But how exactly am I supposed to find out? The last time I saw the king I basically tried to kill him in broad daylight. I saw when shards of the cutleries removed blood from his forehead and yet, I did not stop. I was struck by my anger, it got to a depth where I did not want to care about how he made me feel in the recent days. All I wanted was for him to pay.My biggest question is why, why did you lie? Teresa walks into the room and she sighs, seeing that I am still thinking about it. No one can blame me, the od
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Princess Yeri.I shudder on the long line of my people whom have been captured by Alpha King Ozar, the one rumoured to be the breathing dragon, a wolf whose bite is deadly and akin to a scorching heat that can only be found in a dragon’s breath. I bow my head, looking from one place to another, gazing at the gammas of the kingdom of Orizon who are turning my people into slaves after the war has been won. I gasp, tears trailing from my face and my hands clutching the cloak against my head.Just yesterday, I was the spoilt princess of Elanor who didn’t even have to pick up a spoon to feed herself. And now, I don’t know what is going on. I don’t know where my brother is. I don’t know if he is dead…I don’t know where my maid servants are. I gasp, seeing other young girls on the line who are being scrutinized by a group of gamma warriors…I don’t know where they are taking us or what they are going to do with us.The gamma warriors of Orizon have bodies that are augmented by radiation—they
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Alpha king Ozar.I am known as Alpha King Ozar throughout the connecting territories of the adjoining homelands tied by rivers and borders. I am the last kind of the dragon wolf bloodline. A dragon bloodline wolf is a mythical creature that combines the strength and ferocity of a wolf with the majestic power and resilience associated with dragons. I control a kingdom of wolves who are at the top hierarchy of the food chain, the Kingdom of Orizon—a generation of dragon blood wolves whom are built differently than the average wolves.However, I am the last pure bloodline of that blood. I have a sleek, agile form of a wolf, but with certain dragon-like characteristics such as a bite of heat—fire doesn’t hurt me. When I turn, I shimmer with iridescence of a dragon's scales. Sharp claws and fangs, capable of rending through armour and flesh. I am known to be the scarred Alpha, one who has fought many battles to hold the throne of Orizon from its many contesters in the past.War is somethin
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Yeri.“Wow, his majesty has keen eyes. How did he manage to take note of her?”“Another jewel in his harem.”“I hope she survives the night.”“Look at her, she obviously won’t! She doesn’t have the strength of Orizon woman, she is weak and petite.”My lips quiver and I pale at the hums of their conversations. What is about to happen to me? Is he about to me his mistress? The burly looking wolf who stood next to King Ozar seizes me by my arm and drags me towards a waiting carriage. There is a team of beastly looking horses, their flanks adorned with gleaming armours, standing ready to pull the carriage forward. Their hooves pounds against the earth, kicking up clouds of dust.The carriage itself is carved from the finest oak, its sturdy frame bears intricate patterns of ancient wolf runes and symbols, one can tell from a mile away that it belongs to a very powerful king. A king who has descended upon my people and reduced us to slaves. The gamma hoists me into the carriage, his eyes c
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