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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
"Did you apply that?" his voice was deeper than usual. "Mmm," she hummed not wanting to hold any conversation. He didn't follow the conversation either. He looked away from her and get on the work. The woman swallowed upon feeling the hot tip of his cock prodding between her folds. A current shot up her core. And when the round head found the entrance, he simply pushed it in, prying her petals open. She bit her lip to keep herself from screaming as his giant shaft slid into her body, stretching her cunt. He withdrew an inch and paused. "Relax," his voice was thick with lust. The thought made her tenser. "If you don't relax then I will have to prepare you with my fingers," he groaned. No, she didn't want that. She took three deep breaths before slowly parting her legs wider. Her body relaxed a little and he began pushing in. He pulled out till his tip was inside and then suddenly stabbed in deep, making her go numb with pain. The sharp pain tore through her inside. She bit her lip
Rosalie followed Clovis but halted when she realized he was leading her towards a big crowd. Confusion hit her before alarms began ringing in her mind. Why was he taking her towards a crowd where her potential killer could be hiding? It was no secret that barbarians held a deep hatred for her.The crowd turned to look at them. Precisely at her, stabbing her with their venomous glare. Clovis continued to walk ahead and the crowd parted from the center to give him space. The crowd split in two to reveal him sitting on a throne on a dais. Her heart jumped to her throat when she saw him. It was clearly a public meeting. Was he going to execute her publicly just like they had done to his father? An eye for an eye. Was he finally going to take his revenge on her? His hazel orbs were trained on her. His expression impassive and his demeanor calm but authoritative. His powerful presence could not be ignored. Her foot remained rooted to the ground as doubts ran through her mind. She had
Riyaga was itching to go on a run. She asked Sera if she would like to accompany her. Rosalie would have gone on her own but she wasn't familiar with the woods of Kokhal mountain, at least not anymore. Threats were lurking in every shadow and she couldn't be more careful. The woman agreed and offered to show her around. Rosalie agreed without hesitance. Rosalie didn't see much of Ryker after their last meeting. He did not attempt to come near her again. The villagers had stopped piling disturbing things outside her door as well. The days were going in a blur, nothing eventful transpired. She was still subjected to hateful glares though, but none of them dared to hurt her. However, the hatred in their eyes was more fatal than the physical weapons. they were the same people who once adored her. She also inspected the herb that was going to serve as an antidote to the green venom. The herb was found in abundance here. How unfair of them to grow only in this area. If only they were fo
"His Majesty has politely declined to trade with Akkanth Clan. He wishes to explore the market before making a choice. As the war is on the horizon, he wishes to strengthen the nation's economy," the minister managed to relay the message despite shaking slightly with fear. Ryker's expression darkened with fury. "What the fuck is the meaning of this?" he growled at the man standing in the center of his court. The messenger swallowed. He could only hope that the savage leader would not forget the rules of hospitality. "Your daft king seems to have a death wish," Ryker added menacingly. The messenger paled. "No animosity is intended, Hadar," the minister explained quickly. "Did your king think that we would agree to his decision with a smiling face? We will retaliate," Riva threatened. The man's alarming eyes went wider. "Tell your king that war will ensue if he doesn't lift the sanctions," Ryker snarled in a warning. His claws dug into the chair's arm as he fixed the man with
With great difficulty, she sat up. A whimper escaped her when she felt the soreness in her tender part. She decided to sleep the pain away and mustering all her strength slid up her bed. She slowly laid on her back and draped an arm over her eyes.A soft knock made her jerk her head in that direction. She let out a huff and sat up. The knock came again and she slid off her bed with a wince. She made her way towards the door and opened it. A woman in her mid-forties was standing in front of her. Without saying anything, she extended her hand towards her holding a jar. "Hadar sent it for you. He said it will ease the pain," the woman nudged the jar in her direction. She took it from her a little confused. Since when Hadar started caring about her pain. The woman turned and left. She locked her door back and applied the ointment. It worked like a magic and she felt her soreness dissipating. Or maybe the potion was magic. ............The next morning when Clovis arrived with her foo
The minister and Clovis were already in the room waiting for him when Ryker arrived. The minister and beta leaped to their feet when they saw him entering. Ryker didn't bother to greet him and plopped down on the chair across from him. He motioned for the minister to sit down. The old man obliged stiffly. Clovis followed suit, much relaxed. Ryker leaned back, his cold eyes fixed on his opponent. "I will give only one chance, Alcott. Just one chance to correct your mistake. If the sanctions are not revoked I will make sure Ghayna stops existing," Ryker declared indifferently. "About that....I have decided we will not severe trade from your clan and your people will be free to enter our territory as long as they don't pose a threat. We want to live in harmony and avoid any kind of violence," the man explained. Ryker stared at him bemused. "I will convince my King. In return, I want your word that you will fulfill your end of the deal when the time requires," Alcott stated. Ryker's b
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