" Ain't you getting too friendly with him?" he hissed, his nostrils flaring. "You are trying me, ain't you? You are doing this to get a reaction out of me. But listen one thing, princess, I am not that easy to provoke. And when I am provoked, I am the worst," he warned her dangerously through his clenched teeth. His unwavering cold glare pinning her to the spot. Rage surged through her being at his claim. She returned his glare with her own. The constant noise of door rapping couldn't break the tension swirling in the room. Anger rolled off them, thickening the air. She held his glare as she opened her mouth to speak. " I am free to be with whoever I want just like you are," her voice had hardened. She continued... "You have absolutely no say in my life. You chose Riva and so I also have a right to choose whoever I want. You will have to play fair, Ryker," she seethed, maintaining their eye contact. Yes, she was spiteful. If he can choose anyone then she is also free to choose
Her mind went blank as she gaped at the woman who once epitomized life in utter shock. What had happened to her She wouldn't have recognized her if not for the tattoo on her saggy cheekbone. She looked lifeless. Her chest tightened in grief. Her heart refused to believe it. This can't be her. Tears flooded her eyes and she clamped a hand over her mouth as a sob threatened to break free. "Who..who is it?" the old woman croaked out. She shook her head but couldn't speak. "Ge..get me the water," Helena grunted weakly. Rosalie whipped her blurry gaze around in search of water. It was kept on a table beside her bed. she hurried over to the table and poured a glass of water. She bit her teeth to keep herself from crying as she helped the woman and made her drink the water. A sob escaped her anyway. "Who..who are you?" Helena queried. Rosalie couldn't speak and just continued to stare at the woman with grief-stricken eyes. Seeing her like this was tearing her heart out. "Rosalie?" the wo
The next day she did her routine of teaching children. The strength of children had doubled over days. The parents were starting to trust her. She taught the kids and attended the meeting. Ryker looked angrier than usual. She didn't feel his gaze on her, not for once. He had disregarded her presence completely.That night after waiting for a while for him she decided to retire to bed. She was sleepy but couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, Helena's face would flash through and she would end up crying in grief. She latched the door and was about to lay in her bed when a knock came. Her heart thudded loudly thinking about the person behind the door. He had come. She steeled her spine and walked over to the door. After unlocking it, she opened the door. Confusion lit her face when she saw the maid standing before her. " Hadar wants to see you in his house," the woman relayed the message. She gave her a nod and turned towards the house. Ryker was pacing the hall when she en
A round table was set on which Rosalie, Ryker, and Helena sat. The maid set the plates. Rosalie watched as Ryker pulled his mother's plate near and sliced her meat into small pieces. Lost memories resurfaced. He used to do that for her too as he didn't want her fragile fingers to exert force. "How are you doing here, Rosalie?" Helena asked, gripping her attention."I am doing good..." she stated with a hesitant smile. She further added, "People here have started to accept me, I guess. I teach children in the morning and then attend meetings. In the evening I practice sword with Antonious."Ryker picked a piece of meat and fed it to his mother and after that, he put one in his mouth. Rosalie wasn't surprised. Helena was too weak to eat on her own. "Antonious?" Helena asked. "Yes, he is my guard. A very nice person," a scoff came from somewhere. Rosalie ignored it and went on admiring Antonious much to someone's annoyance. "He is a bloody traitor," Ryker piped in, glaring at Rosa
She took her position in the bed and he stood between her legs. This time it felt different. They both were restless; one to get it over with and another to do it without holding back. She had to be the most innocent picture of seduction. His fingers itched to savor the smoothness of her skin. He yearned to overindulge in her charm, longed to ride the seductive curve of her mouth. He pressed his cock at her entrance and pierced into her at a slow pace. She clenched the sheet. No matter how gentle he gets, his cock was too large to let her breath in peace. Everytime, it felt like she was being impaled with a rod. Soon, they started moving to the rhythm of his thrusts. The room echoed with wet noise as he sped up his pace. He leaned over her and stared at her face. Her lips were slightly parted as she took shallow breaths. Her eyes were shut, her long dark lashes kissing her skin. A stray lock lay across her face. His fingers itched to touch it. "Let me touch you," his voice hoarse
Rosalie had slowly started to adapt to the lifestyle of barbarians. As time passed, she also noticed barbarians’ lessening aversion towards her. Mostly it had to do with the reforms she brought into the clan. Even though begrudgingly, her opinions were heard and advice followed. Surprisingly, Ryker's disposition too had somewhat softened towards her. Just a little bit. Today she decided to stay home and spend her day with Helena. She waited for Ryker to leave and once he was gone, she entered his house with a big grin. She saw the maid cooking in the kitchen as she walked towards Helena’s room. Did he not eat? She wondered but shook the thought away quickly. The door creaked when she opened it. “Helena, are you awake?” she called softly as she entered the room. It was dark as usual. “Yes, I am. Take me outside, will you?” Helena asked her, lying in her bed. Rosalie nodded and helped her into the chair set beside her bed. Ryker had made this chair, especially for her. It had a sm
“Mother,” he interrupted their conversation. Helena turned to him but Rosalie stiffened. “I hate it when you come home covered in blood, boy?” Helena admonished.“It was Rogues, Mother. Today we hunted the woods and killed each one of them,” exhaustion laced his voice. “Now they won’t be able to hurt anyone,” he snuck a glance at Rosalie. Rosalie’s lips parted and her heartbeat quickened. She couldn’t help turning her head and looking at him. Ryker looked away quickly. He indeed was covered in blood and there were some bruises too. Claw marks, teeth marks, and wounds scattered all over his body. “I’ll go and have a bath,” he blurted out before walking off.“This boy worries me a lot,” Helena sighed. Rosalie looked at her but said nothing. Three plates were set on the table when Ryker returned after showering. His mouth watered at the sight of food. He was starving. He didn’t have breakfast or lunch as he was too busy combing through the woods in search of rogues. He sat down in
“I did it because he is planning against us. He is a traitor and this evidence confirms that” Riva produced a letter and held it up for everyone to see,” I found it in his house,” she stated. It was a letter from the Farang chief that commanded the man to leak important secrets of Akkanth to them. The man was a cleaner by profession and often had to visit the meeting room to clean where important were held. The accused in question was on his knees with his palms joined. He was trembling with fear while he continued to plead for mercy. “Someone has sent it to him,” she added. The man broke into sobs and cried behind his hands while shaking his head. Riva had burned his hut down after finding a doubtful letter from his place.Ryker observed the man, sensing something off. “Kill the traitor..kill the traitor,” the villagers began chanting. A look of horror seized the accused features. “I have a family, Hadar. I don’t know where this letter came from. I swore on Moon Goddess, I am
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