“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.
Rosalie was in her hut, depressed and dejected. Her head was hurting as she had cried all night. Her eyes had swollen to the size of a potato. Istas and Sera visited her in the morning. Noting her sour mood, they invited her to bathe with them in a pond. They said it would freshen her up. Rosalie agreed, willing to do anything to get out of her depression. As they had claimed, she did feel better. Clovis was standing outside her hut when she returned. He was waiting for her. “Did I keep you long?” Rosalie asked with a small smile, catching his eyes. He shook his head, a smile spreading across his face. She halted before him, curious to know the reason behind his happiness. “Actually…Ryker wants you to move into the main house. So I came to deliver the news to you and also to help with the packing,” he was grinning brightly as if the news had brought him immense joy. Rosalie’s smile faltered. “What?” she asked to confirm she had heard it correctly. “Yes, he asked me to move yo
Rosalie took Helena to the wash chamber while he drew the bath for her. Ryker was behaving weirdly. He didn’t leave even after breakfast. Right now, she was standing behind Helena’s chair, combing her hair as he entered the house after washing his hands.“The food was delicious,” he commented, walking in. Her heart skipped a beat upon hearing his words of praise. She glanced up to find his eyes intent on her as he wiped his mouth with a towel. “Did you like Chalapitha? She made it herself,” Helena disclosed, her voice had a cheerful lilt. Ryker didn't need to be told that. He had realized it the moment he put the first piece in his mouth. It tasted like hers. Rosa blushed. “Yes, I did. Never knew Chalapitha could taste this good,” he plopped down in the chair and leaned back, his eyes boring into her. His stomach fluttered with excitement as he noticed her cheeks turning a cute shade of pink. The smile that broke onto his lips was unstoppable. “I don’t believe it was that good,”
Now it was Ryker’s turn. Adgar blindfolded him and after that, they all scattered around his huge body. Rosalie remained rooted to her spot in the distance, quietly watching him. Sera edged closer to him and clapped before running off into her mate’s arm. “You all know I can smell you, right?” Ryker’s lips twitched in a smirk as he followed the clapping sound. “Why are you coming here? Go somewhere else. Catch Adgar,” Clovis dragged his mate away. “I am just guessing,” Ryker lengthened his strides towards Sera only to tease his beta. Sera purposefully ran towards Rosalie- a plan already building in her head. Ryker followed her scent. The woman took back steps until she was beside Rosa and the moment Ryker reached her, she sidestepped. Ryker abruptly stopped as her scent hit him out of the blue. She stood frozen right in front of him while he invaded her personal space and breathed in her air. He extended his head to grab her but could only manage to caress her arm. Someone yanked h
“ The game is over. We should go back now,” she tried to coax him. Her own body had started to respond to his possessive touch. “No,” he tightened his hold around her like a koala. He hugged her so fiercely that her feet lifted off the ground. Every inch of her was plastered against him. His soft lips grazed the crook of her neck, igniting a fire in her core. Pushing her against the tree, he started peppering kisses all over her neck. She closed her eyes and loudly exhaled. Her core began to heat up. She opened her eyes when she felt him exhaling on her lips, causing them to flutter in anticipation. He was staring down at her lips with fervent desire. The need to capture and devour them until they were swollen like blood cherries was unmistakable in those hazel orbs. He leaned closer to taste them, finally giving in to the pull. Sometimes submission brings more joy than fighting. Just an inch more. Only a breath of distance was left between their lips now. Their heartbeat accelerat
“Agatha and her mate are celebrating the birth of pups tomorrow,” his words broke the haze, causing her to draw back. She composed her features and took a step back. She had distanced herself yet again. He couldn’t stand it. “ Look at me,” he demanded in a gentle tone. She looked up to meet his eyes. As their gaze locked, he realized her indifference didn’t bother him as much as her emotionless cold eyes did. It was almost impossible to reconcile them with the same pair of eyes that once radiated love and warmth. They unnerved him. “Please convey my wishes to Agatha and her mate when you see her,” she said, a smile trembling across her lips. “ Today is the celebration and you are coming with us,” he told her. “No, I am not,” she refused outrightly. He sighed. He knew she wouldn’t agree. “Mother wants you to go. I cannot perform the name-giving ceremony without Metree. Mother can't go, so being the future Metree, the responsibility falls on you,” it wasn’t a lie. In the name-giv
The time arrived for the name-giving ceremony. Agatha and Lander came out with their pups. They laid the infants in two jut made hanging cradles. The two angels were sound asleep, oblivious to the celeberation being done in their owner. The crowd gathered around the cradles in no time. Everyone beheld the sight of twins with awe in their eyes. Sera and Istas also went to see the babies but she remained standing in a distance. She was quietly watching the people fawning over the newborns when suddenly Ryker came into her line of sight. He was approaching her. “Come, the ceremony is about to start,” he took her hand, reviving the tingles, and started leading her towards where pups were kept. She followed him silently. Her nerves began to waver. It was difficult to keep standing in the face of her hateful glare. She would rather fight for her life in a battle then hear barb-sharp taunts from someone whom she loved like her sister. Despite Agatha's mistreatment, she was still fond o
It was only when she reached her hut did she let her tears come out. Agatha’s words had pierced through her heart. She was tired of being called a traitor. She wasn’t a traitor. She didn’t know her father was going to launch an attack on barbarians when he asked her about their whereabouts. She had thought he was going to talk to Ryker’s parents for their mating. Her only fault was that she trusted her father. Why does no one understand that she was tricked too? She thought her father loved her the most. He did love her but not more than his nation. The barbarians were a threat that he wanted to annihilate. She just wanted to bless the babies and love them. Why would Agatha think she was going to hurt them? She would never hurt them. They are precious. They are angels. Lucky are those who have are blessed with the gift of baby. She just wanted to adore them. Just wanted to forget her own grief for a moment and revel in their happiness. A knock thumped loudly on her door, interruptin
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