“You..” he took a pause and looked over at her. “Cooked it for me?” there was a tinge of disbelief in his voice. She licked her lips before looking into his eyes. “Helena asked me to…So… I was awake anyway. I thought of utilizing my time,” she shrugged to fake nonchalance when in reality she was just a bundle of nerves. “Ohhh,” he looked down at the floor. “Yes,” she stated before starting towards the table to hide her flushed cheeks. “You didn’t have to,” he stated, just to be polite. She tamped down the irritations she felt. “I couldn’t say no to her,” she answered without looking his way while loading his plate. “I wouldn’t have told her,” he slipped into a chair. She paused and looked up at him, irritated. “Why my cooking has upset you this much? Is my food not to your liking? Do you not want me to cook for you? If that’s the case then it's completely right. You don’t have to eat my food. Nobody is forcing you,” she bit out angrily and started putting the food back in th
As soon as he was placed in his bed, the healer rushed in and started tending to him. Helena sat beside the healer. Everyone was there except for Riva and Antonius. But Rosalie was too depressed to take note of that. She stood by the door and watched the healer applying herbs to his wound, a tempest of sorrow raging within her. Riyaga was restless. Everyone was frantic with anxiety.“Feed this potion to him three times a day after each meal. Keep changing the cloth around his wound and always check his temperature,” the healer told Helena. Rosalie stood there, listening.As time passed by, people started disappearing. Riva showed up when almost everyone was gone. “Is he fine now?” Riva asked Clovis as she entered his house. Clovis sized her up in mild irritation before giving her a curt nod. “Thank Goddess. Where is he? I want to see him,” Riva asked, suddenly her face morphed into one of concern. Clovis turned and without saying a word started walking towards his room. Riva follow
Ryker woke up feeling a heavy weight on his head. The first thing he noticed was the wooden ceiling of his room. He stared blankly at it for a few seconds before turning his head to the side and finding her sleeping in the chair. She had squeezed herself in the chair with her feet up. Her hair hid most part of her face but he knew it was her.His brows creased in confusion a moment later. What is she doing here? He moved and the bed creaked loudly, interrupting her slumber. Her eyes snapped open. “You are awake,” Rosalie looked at him with her round groggy eyes. Instead of responding with words, he studied her appearance in silence. The vividness of her blue eyes had dimmed due to exhaustion. He also noticed dark circles under her eyes. She appeared distraught. He was tempted to ask her what was she doing here but felt weak to utter a word. Without a warning, she leaned forward only to gasp. Her hand shot up to cradle her neck. Her muscles had grown stiff due to lying in a comprom
Clovis and Adgar had come to visit him. They filled him in on everything that needed his attention. Ghayna had sent a shipload of weapons in gratitude. The minister of Hulu had visited to forge an alliance. He had offered his daughter for marriage. Ryker snorted. Rosalie chose the exact moment to enter the room. She quietly made her way towards teh chair in the corner. Ryker’s gaze flitted towards her before he fixed his eye on Clovis. “What did he say?” he queried, suddenly showing interest in the topic. “He offered for you to marry his only daughter,” Clovis responded, a little confused by his sudden interest. “But I am no prince. Can that princess live with a barbarian?” he spoke loudly for her ear and spied a glance at her to see her reaction. She looked composed as she crushed the herbs to make the concoction. “He didn’t seem to care about his daughter’s comfort. He just wants our protection during the war,” Clovis enlightened him, now slowly realizing his intention. “As
Ryker was advised to stay in bed until his wound was completely healed. His room had become the meeting spot where all the important discussions were done.Clovis, Adgar, and he were discussing something when a burst of laughter interrupted their meeting. “But he is handsome no doubt,” Sera teased. “And stronger too,” Istas quipped. “You two really need to stop. There is nothing like that,” came Rosalie’s voice. “Are we talking about the boy with curly hair?” Helena piped in. “Yes, Metree. Antonious is his name,” Ryker frowned at the mention of his name. “Antonious and Rosalie, two beautiful names bound forever,” Sera sighed dreamily. Istas broke into giggles. Rage flowed through him like hot lava. His features screwed up in fury and his fists tightened. “Hadar..”“Get out,” Ryker gritted out through his clenched jaw while glaring fixedly at the sheet. He was smoking with jealousy. Clovis exchanged a confused glance with Adgar before getting up from the chair. He knew better
He felt two hands trying to pull him back but he got rid of them by jabbing his elbow hard at the person behind him. No one was going to save this man from him today. He was tired of living in the fear of losing her to him. Her fondness for him had become a thorn in his side.“Stop it. You will kill him,” Rosalie screamed at him but he didn’t stop.“He touched you. He fucking touched you,” Ryker snarled like a maniac and continued to beat him with more force. “If you don’t stop now, Ryker, I swear I will leave this moment and never come back,” she warned him and his fist halted in mid-air. His red eyes lifted to meet her teary ones. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she stared at him. There was pain, anger, and loathing behind her icy stare. “Get off him. Now,” she commanded in a coaxing tone. She couldn’t have him exploding again. His face was flushed red and his tight bun had loosened, causing some locks to scatter across his face. “Get off him, Ryker,” she stated again. H
Rosalie was startled as the door to her room suddenly flung wide open. He stormed in, his mouth set in a grim line. She clasped a hand on her chest and fixed him with a death glare. “Can’t you ever enter like a normal person for once?” she chastised him. Her heart had almost given out. “You know how important it is for me to have a child, don’t you? You know my bloodline will cease to exist without an heir,” he questioned while pacing towards her in threatening strides.She peered up at him in confusion. “Of course, I know that,” she told him.“Do you?” there was a cold mockery in his tone as he gripped her arm, his venomous eyes piercing down at her. “What are you..”“Then why didn’t you tell me about your pregnancy?” he gritted through his clenched teeth. His face a mask of menace. Her eyes grew wide in shock. “Why did you hide it from me, Rosalie? That pup was mine too,” he almost yelled at her while she stood frozen. Her mind had stopped functioning. He grabbed both of
“Papa, I want to tell you something,” she absently twisted her diamond ring to ease her nervousness. “What is it, Princess?” her father gave her a smile. His smile gave her the encouragement she needed. She walked closer to him. “Papa, I’ve found my mate,” she blushed without an effort. “Ohh… did you meet him in the ball? Is he the prince of Canmire?” her father asked inquisitively. Rosalie fell silent. Her father was expecting a royal mate. “Papa, he is not a royal,” her confidence had begun to slip. “Who is he?” her father asked, not sounding amused any longer. “He is a barbarian,” silence fell. She waited for her father to speak something but when her revelation was met with only silence she looked up to find her father staring at her blankly. “Who is he?” her father asked after some time. “Ryker, Hadar’s son,” she told him. Her father’s expression darkened. Rosalie’s eyes misted over ass he noticed her dather's changing demeanor. She grew anxious. “I love him, papa.
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