Rosalie found herself in a tight spot. Ever since she ascended to the throne, she diligently fulfilled all her responsibilities with unwavering dedication. However, this time, she started to falter. The weight of her responsibility was suffocating her. She would rather have vampires tear her apart than him touching her. "Don't let your hatred influence Avalona's fate," Hendrix stated, breaking her away from her thoughts. Rosalie clenched her jaw as the old man approached her. She swallowed her tears and turned to face him. She thought Hendrix would always be on her side but he ditched her too. "I gave up my everything for Avalona. The only thing I am left with is my pride and you wish to take that away too," her eyes expressed her anger as she stated. Hendrix fixed her with a solemn look. "When taking the throne did you not vow to safeguard Avalona no matter what? You are sitting on the largest throne Avalona has to offer and when it demands something of you, you will have to give
One decision. That's all it took to turn her life upside down. She shielded her face from the scorching sun. This was the fifth and last day of their journey to Kokhal mountain, the home of barbarians. Strangers surrounded her. Scary-looking strangers with big bodies and intimidating aura. She had left Avalona behind in the care of his beta and Hendrix. The subjects were told that the Queen had gone on a spiritual hiatus and would return after some time. The good thing was that Ryker fulfilled his end of the deal and released King William and other prisoners at once. He had also left an army of barbarians behind to rebuild the country and safeguard borders. Except for her, there was only one more woman in the group. Riva. She rode ahead with Ryker. A few times, she had caught the woman glaring at her when she thought she wasn't looking. The woman had not attempted to talk to her. She also preferred it that way. She was glad Ryker was also keeping his distance. They had talked ha
Riva tousled her hair, scratched her arms, and put on a mask of concern. After having her facade in place, she ran straight to Ryker's camp. The barbarians circling the bonfire shot to their feet after they saw her state. Riva barged into his camp, interrupting his meeting with Clovis. Their gaze snapped in her direction. Irritation flared in Ryker's eyes but vanished quickly upon noticing her disheveled state. He sprang from his chair and hurried towards her. "Where is Rosalie?" he demanded. "Ryker, she...we...the queen was attacked," she replied, assuming a panicky state. He stiffened. Something flashed through his features. He grabbed her arms tightly. "Where is she?" he repeated much more darkly."A bear attacked us. I managed to escape but she couldn't," Riva explained while trying to pull her arms away from his hold. Ryker let go of her the next instant. "I think..." Ryker dashed past her and outside the camp. Everyone turned to look at him in shock as he marched rapidly
The night went in a blur of thoughts. She reflected on Hendrix's words. She would gain a significant influence on the clan if she became their metree. Their assistance will help Avalona rise as a superpower among the nations. She wouldn't have to mate with someone else as well. His face flashed in front of her eyes. A wave of bitterness raged inside her. Just like that, the morning happened. They resumed the journey. Riva was kept farther away from Rosalie and Clovis rode closely behind her. Rosalie had figured he was protecting her from threats. But she didn't need protection. She could protect herself just fine. Very soon, they reached the village. It was a small village in a beautiful valley, flanked by lofty mountains. The small almost-naked children trailed behind their horses jumping happily as the chieftain and his warriors rode into the village. Rosalie felt beyond uncomfortable. Her heart was thudding loudly against her chest. She felt onlookers' inquisitive gaze on her. So
Clovis left her to her device after listing all the rules. She was practically on her own now. She would have to cook her food as well. She shot a glance at the clay stove and tried to remember when was the last time she had cooked. Having nothing to do, she remained glued to the small window all day long and watched people coming and going out of Hadar's house. It was clear they all had come to have an audience with the Hadar. Luckily, she didn't have to cook dinner as a celebration was organized by the villagers in honor of their Hadar. She had no interest in attending the celebration, not that she was invited. Clovis had told her earlier that he would have someone bring her dinner to her.The night here arrived earlier than in the city. She could hear the uproarious beat of drums and some women singing a folk song to it from her small cottage. The celebration had started. A bout of laughter followed soon. She heard it all leaning against her window while reflecting on her
"Remove your hand. I want to see how big they have grown," he insisted, seeing nothing wrong in his demand while gawking at her covered chest with puckered brows. Her mouth hung open in astonishment and face burned both in embarrassment and anger. The nerves of this blasted man. And to make it worse, he perched on the edge comfortably. The stone-made tub would have surely flipped over by his weight if it was not rooted to the ground. She smelled alcohol on him and that very much explained why he still had not questioned her presence in his house or sent her flying to her mudhouse with his huge fist. " Leave, Ryker. This is inappropriate," she told him with a sigh. "How so?" he asked hoarsely. If the lights in the room were bright enough, she would have seen the mad lust burning in his eyes and how his gaze was shamelessly taking liberty with her body, licking every inch of her skin. She gritted her teeth in annoyance. He was always annoying but when drunk he is unbearable.
The next morning when she opened her door, she saw blood staining the front of her house. The gutted pieces of animals were scattered in the front to make the sight worse. The pungent smell of blood and the ghastly view made her feel nauseated. Bile rose up her throat and she rushed to the side to throw up. With a gasp, she disgorged the content of her stomach. Clovis, who had just arrived to give her food halted when he noticed the mess in front of her hut. His brows puckered slightly in confusion as he took in the butchered organs of animal strew about. His attention was diverted when he heard a retching noise. Concern was etched through his features when he saw Rosalie's bent frame. He rushed over to her, "Are you alright?"She gave him an imperceptible nod and picked herself up. "Who did this?" Clovis returned his gaze to the sickening sight. His nose scrunched in disgust. "Someone who wants me dead," she replied, purposefully avoiding looking at the sight. It was a warning to
Ryker left after that but not before stating that he was going to assign a bodyguard to her. Clovis had told him what had happened today morning. Rosalie took offense to his words. She argued she didn't need a bodyguard. To which Ryker clarified that he was doing it for his heir. She was quick to ignore the stab of disappointment that hit her. Ryker refused to listen to her on this. He had made up his mind and there was no backing out. The night arrived sooner than she had wanted. Actually, she didn't want the night to arrive at all. Her nerves were as jumbled as her mind. She wasn't able to put her heart at ease. It was in a constant state of palpitation. She wasn't hungry but decided to eat anyway. The man had the strength of a starving bull. His virile had many times driven her into a state of unconsciousness. She better save her energy for what was about to come. After finishing her dinner, she washed her plate and kept it on the table. She had purposefully doused the clay sto
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