PRESENTThird POVOver the years, Rosalie has gotten better with pretense. The smile on her face had successfully fooled everyone into thinking she was happy. However, beneath the surface, a storm of misery was mercilessly ravaging her and the void in her heart had stretched wider since the announcement. She was experiencing a challenge in keeping her eyes dry. She wanted someone to deliver her from this suffocating pain. The tears were eager to break free and strip her of this deception. If only she had someone to share her pain with. All she yearned to do was sit in a dark corner of her room and cry her heart out. But instead, she was here attending the dinner with King William and her ministers. The King and her ministers were busy discussing the various aspects of war as she silently played with her food.If only someone cared to see through her facade, they would see a devastated, broken, and a defeated woman. She was just that and everything else was just a play. After dinner,
"Fight me," she challenged him. Ryker upped a brow in response before an amused smirk played over his lips. "You want to fight me for that wimp?" he queried, a little amused. Rosalie clearly didn't share his amusement. Ignoring his question, she lunged at him with her sword. He had already seen her wolf's impressive battle skills and he couldn't wait to find out more about her. Responding to her challenge, he countered her move with his own sword, the clash of metals thundered loudly in the room. The fight had just started and the woman had already put him in defense, he realized that a little later. Yet, rather than resisting, he found himself enjoying her aggressive approach. Rosalie was fierce and bursting with rage. Ryker was having a hard time defending himself against this minx who seemed determined to punish him. He let out a hiss when the tip of her sword grazed his chest, drawing out blood. She had inflicted the wound right where his heart was.In response, she smirked trium
Giving not a single shit to her warning, he rose to his full height. She had unleashed his feral side by speaking those words. He had seen many looking down their nose at him because of his roots, he had become used to it but hearing it from her had burned him up like gasoline. Her brows furrowed in confusion when he shot out his hand towards her and took the sword from her hand. Maintaining their eye contact, he threw the sword far away. Her gaze diverted to the spot where he had thrown the sword. So she didn't see it coming when he fisted the back of her head and yanked her forward until her lips were tightly pressed against his. This time he kissed her wildly. He nibbled on her lower lip while separating her legs with his knee. His strength was unconquerable. She couldn't do much more than struggle against his beast size as he ravaged her lips with no trace of mercy. He pulled harshly at her hair, causing her head to tilt back. Pain shot through her scalp. She gasped and he shoved
After her heated fight with the barbarian's chieftain, she headed toward the infirmary. If something untoward had happened to King William, Attiha would have waged a war against Avalon. She was already surrounded by tons of troubles, she didn't need more. She just hoped William would be understanding enough. She opened the door to the infirmary and quickly located William lying on one of the beds. A healer was tending to his wounds. Guilt stabbed her guts. She was the cause of his condition. The good thing was he was not bleeding anymore and looked much better than before. Some of his bruises had even started to heal. "Queen Rosalie," William sat up with the help of the healer and regarded her with a tired smile. " I hope you are feeling better now," Concern dripped from her tone as she slipped into the chair beside his bed. She flashed him an apologetic smile. The healer bowed to them and left. "Yes. Much better. That lunatic barbarian would have killed me if not for you...darn
"Guards," William hollered. Ryker placed his finger against her cheek. Her skin felt as cold as ice. His heart jolted painfully. The tingles he felt were faint and weak. His wolf became restless. "Where?" his gaze raked her body impatiently, looking for the snakebite. When he received no answer, he looked up at the healer."Where?" his voice deep and low but laced with danger. The healer swallowed hard and pointed towards the heel of her feet. Ryker was quick to scoot towards her legs and cradled her feet in his large palm. His eyes narrowed a slit as he focused on the bite. The bitten spot had turned bright green which was so unlike a snakebite. He closed his eyes and brought his nose closer to the bite to sniff it. A foul smell assailed his nostrils. His eyes snapped open as the realization hit him like a bolt of lightning. It wasn't an ordinary snake bite. She was bitten by Ganguar, the witch's pet. A magical serpent that served as a pet to witches. They are deadly in n
"By everyone, I meant you as well," the witch remarked with a roll of her eyes. " I would be a fool to leave her alone with a witch, wouldn't I?" His voice heavy with sarcasm as he glared down at the back of her head. "So you are protective too. Good. You can stay," she stated and got to the work. Ryker watched everything with keen attention. It wasn't his first run-in with a witch. He knew them closely. The only reason he managed to recognize the snake bite. He has his own experience with them and knew their kin d was as shrewd as selfish. He had a curse to prove that. Having his own experience in hand, there was no way he was going to risk leaving her alone with the witch. Ryker settled on a chair placed in the corner. His gaze didn't move from Rosalie for even a second. Seeing her like this was bothering him to no end. The hours passed by as he watched the with applying ointment on the bite. She had also made a potion for her. But before she could feed it to her, he took the p
"You are here," his thought was interrupted by Riva's voice. He looked up and saw her coming out of the bathroom. His blank gaze roved over her half-naked body. "Take off your clothes," he commanded placidly and rose to put out all the lanterns. The woman smiled knowingly and wiggled out of her clothes. She got on her bed and waited for him to join her. After drowning the room in darkness, he climbed on the mattress. The bed creaked faintly under his massive weight. He pulled down his pants and pushed inside her. "You are extra excited to..aah lord," the woman mewled, feeling his thick girth filling her up. The man seemed in no mood to chatter away as he drilled in and out of her. Her ruptured screams echoed in the room along with skin slapping skin. The woman whimpered in pain and tears rained down her eyes as she submissively endured his beastly pace. The pain was mixed with the dark pleasure only this man was capable of giving her. His breath grazed her shoulder as he penetrate
"Riva can be a wild cat sometimes," he answered her unasked question. Her gaze darted up to meet his smug one. She ignored the jolting pain in her heart that his revelation had caused and tried to focus on the issue at hand. "Whatever the mighty queen need me for?" he asked sarcastically and plopped down in the chair across from her. His biceps bulged as he draped his one arm around the chair, quirking a brow at her in question. Rosalie blinked away from his chest and straightened her countenance. "I was told you were the one who recognized my ailment and called for the right treatment. The crown is willing to reward you for your assistance. Name how much gold do you want? I will reward you with that and also as a token of gratitude I have opened the royal army recruitment services for your people. Those who will join will be supported by a regular income," Rosalie informed him in a business tone. Ryker chuckled, shaking his head. Rosalie clenched her jaw. " Manipulation," he
Rosa peeked out the window and felt a profound ache searing her heart upon seeing the poor condition of Avalona. The war had taken a toll on her Kingdom- the roads were in ruin, several shops were closed, and demolished buildings lined the streets. Her heart broke at the miserable sight of her country. But then she remembered the sun was still shining upon them. They were still breathing and moving freely. It could have been way worse than this if they had lost the war. With that thought her perception of the view before her changed drastically. The sight that lay beyond her no longer testified to the persecution that marred Avalona but to the undying spirit of her people. She was determined to restore Avalona to its former glory. Avalona will rise again, stronger than ever. Barbarians and Avalona had joined forces to hasten the restoration of her kingdom. It would take some months but she knew Avalona would revive again. She'll see to it herself. "Everything will be fine,' Ryker as
"Why was I not informed?" he demanded sharply. He had just found out from Adgar about her visit to the witch and now he was both shocked and scared. "I couldn't avoid it any longer and you were fighting vampires," she explained. Her calm countenance contrasted with his distressed expression. "I told you I would come back running to you no matter what I am doing, didn't I?" he reminded her in a stern tone."What if things wouldn't have turned out as you expected" he asked, his eyes conveying his fear. Her features softened. Rosa was aware his anger had stemmed from his concern for her. "I would have never visited her if I wasn't convinced. You know me, Rye. I will never put our babies in harm's way," she coaxed him, running her fingers through his long hair."I would have killed myself if something had happened to you," he admitted, kissing her forehead. She needed to know it wasn't only about her any longer. He would have been devastated, if luck hadn't favored them."What d
He rolled his tongue on her small clit before giving it a hard suck. She gasped and shuddered, arching her back upward. A sheen of tears glistened in her eyes invoked by his sweet assault on her sensitive nerves. The craving and longing of months had heightened her pleasure. He had spread her legs wide, clamping down on them with his hands, and ate her like he was starved for eons. He was famished. She had to lift her head to see him beyond her round belly. "Goodness," she gasped, falling quickly back on the pillow, as he shoved his tongue inside her heat. She wept, overwhelmed by pleasure as he fucked her with his tongue. She came hard, quenching his thirst. But this was not it. He emptied her pussy only to fill it with his cock a moment later. His massive, long girth. She struggled to breathe as he stretched her wider and penetrated her to her limit. Sitting back on his heels, he pulled her lower part on his lap and vigorously pounded into her. Rosa beheld the glorious sight of hi
He was escorted to where the celebration was happening. The hoots and chirps resonated in the air. The villagers surrounded him curious to hear war tales but he couldn’t bring himself to even glance at them as he was busy searching for her. Where was she? He searched everywhere but to no avail. Did she not come to see him? That is not possible. “Hadar..where are you lost? Is everything alright?” one of the villagers asked. He blinked absently at the man before saying he was thinking something. Rosalie couldn’t help but giggle at his situation. He was really impatient. She decided to head back home. Ryker leaped to his feet when he accidentally located her moving around the people. She was leaving. He immediately left the celebration to follow her. He was impatient and famished. The man chased her with quiet steps as she made her way into the house. Rosalie got inside his room and was about to take off the cloak when the door was thrown wide open. She spun at the speed of lightning
"Ugh," Rosa whined in frustration, tousling her braid. She had been trying to tame her wild hair for so long but in futile. She was so close to throwing a fit right now. Due to her pregnancy, her emotions had been all over the place. Her frustration had peaked and her endurance power had reduced. "What happened? Why are you crying" Istas came rushing over to her, worried.Rosa pointed towards her hair that was going in all directions. Istas eyed her hair in confusion. "I am not able to discipline them, how will I discipline my baby?" she expressed her concern. Istas knew better than to poke her at this moment. She knew it was her hormones, not her."They are just hair..let me set them for you," she offered the help. "Will you?' Rosa's eyes sparked with hope. "Of course, you are our luna," Istas replied smiling. "Just wait a moment," she added before disappearing out of the room. She returned a moment later carrying the oil she used for cooking. She applied the oil to her hair sp
She propelled her feet to keep walking despite the wild pumping of her heart. The powerful screams caused the caves to shake violently but she didn't pause. The rest had stayed back, only she and Rory walked the dark path. The cave opened to a wide area. The noise of waterdrops hitting the ground resonated through the room. "Go back," the witch warned in a malicious voice. Rosa gulped. "I can't. Not before I earn your forgiveness," she answered earnestly. The witch chuckled darkly. "The only thing I'll give you is pain and grief," she barked menacingly. "Why punish her for her father's sins? She didn't ask him to commit them," Rory intervened, looking upward. "I'll punish her because she is his blood and flesh. He betrayed me for his family so I'll finish his damned family," her voice boomed through the quiet hall, causing a stirring in the rocks. "I understand your rage and I agree that everything my father did was absolutely wrong. He had this habit of using and manipulating
"She cursed your mate for setting you free but your bond broke the spell. It enraged her and now she is back to take her revenge," the witch disclosed. Rosa took in the information with a grave countenance. "She loved your father and he ditched her after finding his mate. She is seething in vengeance since then," the witch added. "But it wasn't my or my child's fault that he abandoned him," Rosa countered, a bit frustrated. Why did she want to punish him for her father's sins? She could punish her if she wanted but why her pup? "It wasn't your fault but you are his blood and she has vowed to destroy your bloodline," the witch revealed with a straight face. Rosa was astounded to hear that. "This is unfair," she uttered, still reeling from the revelation. "What happened to her was unfair too," the witch shrugged, unaffected by her reaction."I..I want to save my child," Rosa shared, her eyes sincere and desperate. Her motherly instincts had taken over. She could fight her physicall
She didn't know who to approach and with whom she should share her concerns. She still didn't know if it was just a nightmare or a warning. She felt uneasy since the nightmare. Her motherly instincts were telling her to stay alert and watchful. "Do you know any witch here?" Rosa questioned Adgar at last. Adgar shot her a puzzled look. "A witch?" he asked to confirm. She nodded. Asgar thought for a moment. "There is one but she stays deep in the woods, quite far from here," Adgar informed her, still eyeing her with confusion. "How far from here?" she asked, squinting against the sunbeams. They were in the training ground, watching little kids training. "A day," he answered. "If you don't mind me asking, why are you enquiring after a witch?" he asked, she caught a glimpse of concern in his eyes. Witch were strange species and barbarians steered clear from them. Especially after what had happened to Ryker. They were short-tempered and malicious. Rosa exhaled a sigh. "I had a d
Rosa was coming back home after her round around the clan. Her belly had started to grow now. She would take a round around the clan daily to ensure everything was in place. The healer had also suggested she go on walks, so it was like killing two birds with one stone. However, she wasn't very pleased with having Arlick hovering behind her all the time. He was taking Ryker's instruction a little too seriously. He wouldn't leave her side throughout the day despite her insistence. Even though he was here, his mate missed him just as much as other warriors' mates did. She felt bad for Istas. "We are gaining on bloodsuckers. I am certain victory will be ours," Alrick remarked. A bright smile played over Rosa's face as she nodded in agreement. They had received two letters yesterday from the battleground. One for all and other only for her. The formal letter explained the current situation in the battleground and how werewolves had gotten the better of vampires. Apparently, werewolves