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{Ciril’s POV}I kept being hauled by these Sentries and I kept on weeping as we went. The Prince had told me to act— hence make my hurt believable. So that was what I was going to do.But then I was scared. I was scared of the Alpha Queen. She looked like a very smart woman.What if she figures out the truth?What if she finds out that I’m faking and has me killed?I just have to hope things go well. We took a turn down an elegant and brightly lit hallway and then I knew we were getting close to her Chambers or room or wherever she was positioned. My eyes randomly fell on Edwin now and we made eye contact very briefly before he looked away. But then before he took his gaze away, I noticed something on his guise.Pity… or concern.I couldn’t really tell which I saw on his face but I knew he wasn’t all that comfortable with what was going on.Maybe he isn’t as cruel as I thought.Mighty and heavy gold-plated doors were opened now and I was flung into whatever room we had walked in. I
{Ciril’s POV}I tensed as my eyes fell on her.Ivanka in a royalty-embedded dress was still a vile sight. I trembled back now.She had power over at RawHowl since she was the Luna’s daughter but here she had even more power as she was now the wife of a Top Reignile General and the Alpha Prince’s best friend… while I was still a slave— always the slavegirl.I made eye contact with her and I backed away while she smiled in reaction— smiled evilly. Fear struck my chest and it made me pace faster but then I only succeeded in backing up into one of the statues. I stopped walking now with a hastily beating chest and just then, she began to speak.“How do I look?” She asked me weirdly now but then I stared at her dress for a moment in order to give her her answer.“You.. you look clean and pretty, Ivanka.” I said and she immediately bawled at me.“It’s Mistress to you!” She stoned her words at me and I tensed and then I corrected myself.“Sorry, Mistress.” I said with my head bowed low. “G
{Ciril’s POV}Last night was no common night at all.To me, it was a torturous night.I had just gotten to the Palace but I had already seen enough reason to want to run away. But then I couldn’t run away since I knew the repercussions I would face if I was caught— deadly repercussions. But then last night was still compelling me to scarper away, and now that it was daytime, I could only walk around with dread in the pit of my chest.I had seen gory scenes last night.I have never seen a werewolf so brutally wounded. There had been blood everywhere in the Hencher, and the more we tried to treat the Warriors that bled, the more they bled.So many of them ended up dying and the Caregivers could only save just a few. Hence, by the time I was done with my shift, I had the blood of 100 men on my dress and skin… and I had one question to ask. What sort of creature wounded these warriors in this fashion?Note. I had so many questions— a bunch of them, but this was most paramount among othe
{Ciril’s POV}How can the event of someone’s promotion be seen as bad news?How can you detest the rising up of someone to noble posts?Well, when that person is Ivanka, you think of it as the worst type of news.Ivanka was one of the most vile and cruel souls I’ve ever met and instead of her likes to be pulled down the ranks of supremacy, she was being exalted even more.Instead of her being stripped of her power, she was being fueled with more while I was abandoned on the opposite side of the spectrum.Now she had been made Seneschal and was now in charge of me— in charge of my life. What could be more horrific than this?I tried to stop myself from visibly panicking now that it was announced. I tried to stop myself from trembling as Ivanka’s eyes were on me since I knew that was what she wanted.With Edwin’s conclusion now, Ivanka stepped forward, spreading her arms apart in a dramatic fashion that signified pride and self praise. I and the other Slavegirls just stared at her displ
{Ciril’s POV}“I said, take a seat.” Ivanka glared at me with her harsh volume… and then she smiled weirdly. “Please.” She added with a gentle smile.I slowly started bending to sit, not bothering to check if there was actually something behind me that I could sit on, but then fortunately, my bum met with an object— most likely a clothed stool, and I sat down on it. “Good girl.” Ivanka muttered and she gave me a once over before she positioned her bent self before Alpha Dylan, causing her nipples to point downwards. Just then, Alpha Dylan rose up from his sitting position and hovered his burly figure over Ivanka who was bent, ass turned towards him.They both stared at me now and I tried to pick which vile face I would look at while Alpha Dylan inserted his shaft into Ivanka’s behind. I randomly chose Ivanka’s face but it was a stupid choice.Ivanka licked her lips now and then she sashayed her hips in preparation to receive Alpha Dylan and just then she gasped.Loudly.Her back arc
{Ciril’s POV}I rested my eyes on the Prince and I tensed with the sight— and I tensed even more with the proximity.I was standing skin-to-skin with him…His hands on my waist had stopped me from falling… but then they were still on my waist.He was holding me.— with warm gentle hands that caused the hairs on my skin to gain wild excitement.I stared at him, into the blue mystifying wonder that were his eyes.They were beautiful from afar, but up close…They were something else.—something more beautiful than beauty.. and I don’t even know what that is.I tried to focus on forming words now. “I.. M-My. It w-wasn’t.. I didn’t…”Speaking was suddenly the hardest thing in the world.But then I knew why— It was the effect he had on me. But despite knowing this, I couldn’t tear my gaze off of him.I couldn’t stop looking at the calmness and lure that adorned his face and features. He was effortlessly the most stunning chap I’ve ever seen— and I’ve met a lot of stunning chaps as over the
{Ciril’s POV}We heard the peak of Feral’s outburst as he got to us with his murderous haste but then he never got to make any physical contact as another body jumped between us timely.It wasn’t a squad of strong sentries or a group of adept guards. It was just one person and now he seemed to be giving the Feral an actual fight than those four dead Sentries.The Alpha Prince. My heart started to race even faster when I realized it was him. His bold growl filled the air now as he exchanged blows with the Feral but then he was evading most of the blows that came from the viscous lunatic.With the noise, the Palace was awoken and bodies came running towards our axis and surrounding the area— warriors and Sentries alike. But then none of them interfered in the battle as the Alpha Prince seemed to be handling the Feral just fine.Now, he avoided a fierce blow to the Feral by shifting away to the side and then he retaliated with a clawing blow to the Feral back. And with the impact on th
{Ciril’s POV}I had been trying hard not to spill wine or do anything stupid while attending to the royal family. But I finally spilled wine. Yep.With the Queen’s utterance, I couldn’t control my uneasiness as the Prince being married and marked by someone else meant that he would reject me soon enough. And so, this sudden panic made my fingers twitch while I was pouring wine for the King so that I then dumped the remaining content onto his legs.I trembled away as realization hit me.I had been distracted.A look of horror claimed my face now as I rushed and knelt before the King. “My King, I’m so sorry. I d-didn’t realize that—”There was an impact. And I found my chin touching the ground the next second.The Alpha King had smacked me with a quick fist and now he was getting up to pour his rage on me now. “Have you gone mad, slave?!” He bawled and threw out his claws in his outburst. In reaction, I gathered myself up to my knees and bowed before him, my head touching the ground.
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ One Week Later ~ ]I was in the stables. It was noontime and I was lying there. This was my new room. I preferred to lie on a bunch of Hay than to lie in mud like my tormentors had proposed so I had found my way to the stables to become housemates with the horses.One week ago, I had seen Abasha get marked by Prince Landon and I had aggressively started walking towards them but hadn’t made it to them. I had been seized by Sentries before I even got close… but then Prince Landon had started walking to me, wanting to give me an audience. He had seen how badly I wanted to speak my mind and he had been willing to grant me an audience even though he had been scowling at me like I was a Feral and not a living werewolf.So, he had made his way towards me, but then there was Abasha— as if she would let Prince Landon see me.Abasha had interfered as I had dreaded her to do. She had interfered by pulling Prince Landon back, begging him not to see me, and eventually taking him
{Ciril’s POV}I was whipped… and I was whipped brutally— Taka made sure of that. The back of my dress was torn from the impact of the beating I had received and I could feel myself bleeding without needing to see my blood to confirm. I staggered up to my feet now and then I fell back to the ground.I was weak, but I made sure to hug my dress to my body because if I didn’t, I would go naked as the dress would slip off my body since it was ruggedly torn now. I tried standing up again and I had the eyes of Taka and the other spectators on me. They were ready to laugh at me like how they had done the first time I had fallen.I was breathing hard from crying so loudly in pain and so I took in a deep breath now and struggled up to my feet. Because they were ready to laugh, I made it my mission to stand up successfully. And I did… even though I stumbled a bit. But then, just as I rested on my feet, I felt someone’s foot on my back which sent me back to the ground almost immediately. I f
{Landon’s POV}Abasha had warned me about Ciril.And even Dylan’s wife, the lady Ivanka had told me that Ciril hates us royals, but I hadn’t listened.I hadn’t listened to any of them, and even when Ciril herself gave me a hint of this possibility by saying, “I don’t think I like your father”, I hadn’t interpreted it as a big deal.And that had been my mistake.I had been stunned when they had returned from BrinStone and I had met her in chains. And I had been more stunned when the guards told me my father was dead. But for some reason, I was only a little bit stunned when I was told that Ciril had pushed him. I was instead disappointed and emotionally bruised. In that moment, the instance of her telling me she hated my father was all I could think of. And now, everything has twisted up. She was before me and I stared at her with hate. I know my family has not been exactly kind and loving towards her. I know they treat her badly but then my father has never been a top player in th
{Ciril’s POV}I was hesitant but then I eventually took Princess Anne’s hand since she looked genuine to me. “I’m little. I can’t hurt you.” She assured me cutely. “Tell me what happened?” She said as I staggered up to my feet using a bit of her help. “What.. what happened?” I muttered back as I wasn’t clear on what she was talking about. The people around were still looking at me but then my ignorance of them was even more now that I was no longer being dragged about and now that I was with Princess Anita. Her presence felt comfortable.Thankfully, the Alpha Queen, Ivanka, and Abasha had also left with Prince Landon so no one could interfere in this moment now.“Yeah. What happened that led to my father’s death.” She explained what she meant and I nodded in understanding now.I sniffed. “Uhm… I and your father were at the top of one of the bell houses when suddenly the Ferals trying to get to us were called by the sound of a very loud clanging. Your father and I tried to get down af
{Ciril’s POV}For some strange reason, I understood why Princess Anne looked at me. She communicated to me that this was the beginning of the challenge she had spoken to me about. But what is the use of going through challenges when I was about to be killed now? What was the use of telling me I would go through challenges when I was about to be killed during the first one?I looked away from her and stared ahead at the exit to the Throne room. Other than the warriors hauling me roughly away now, there was a crowd around me and they were yelling and demanding for my demise. And then there was the Hencher mistress, still crying and pleading that I be pardoned. She wasn’t going to succeed in that venture— I knew this. But then I was grateful to her for trying.I was grateful to her for always being there for me and caring for me— like a mother. If there was a chance for me to remember someone in the afterlife, she would be the only one I would remember. She and… Anika.My testy gaze fe
{Ciril’s POV}I was taken out of my cell in the dungeons and dragged through the distance between the dungeons and the Throne room.Landon didn’t give me attention.He looked angry. He looked so furious that he didn’t want to look in my direction even though I called his name and cried. He ignored me… but that didn’t stop me from speaking.We were halfway through the distance and almost getting to the Throne room. Everyone on the road was looking at me and judging me with their stares, but my attention was on Landon who was pacing hurriedly before me. “I love you. And I would never want to do anything to hurt you— which includes hurting the ones you love.” I pleaded and my chains rattled as the guards bounced me about. They were extra rough with me since I was tagged as a murderer. I felt like they wanted to convey that message with the way they were hauling me around. But then I didn’t care. My body has been through enough distress for me to be used to it by now. So this wasn’t go
{Ciril’s POV}“I know you didn’t kill the King.. because I killed him.”As Ivanka said those words, I tended and jumped at her, but then the metal frames in between us stopped me harshly. “How could you? How dare you?!” I bawled at her and my voice echoed a bit. I was in a part of the Dungeons that was private and isolated from where the other criminals and scoundrels were kept so it was relatively unoccupied, hence the echoing. I didn’t know why Prince Landon had asked that I be kept separately but apparently now, it was giving Ivanka the leisure to spit out her sins… because she knew no one but me could hear her. She didn’t respond to me so that I grew confused now and stared down at the ground for a moment before I looked back up at her. She was still smiling, unbothered by my drama or reaction.“But.. but how?” I muttered in my confusion, thinking back to that moment. “No one else was there and you were here, at the Palace, so how could you have done it?” I asked, reminding mysel
{Ciril’s POV}It was creepy that Princess Anne appeared from nowhere. It creeped me out but then I didn’t dwell on it too much. I’ve already termed her as mysterious and odd so it made things easier for me. I saw the outline of her figure in the shadows and then I watched her creep out of it using her walking stick to guide herself until she got to my cell. She stopped before the cell now and said nothing while I just looked at her. “Three Questions.” She repeated herself after a moment.“I’m... I’m thinking of my questions carefully.” I responded. I didn’t want to mistakenly ask one question unconsciously like I always do.Princess Anne smiled now. It was as if she could hear what I was thinking in my head but then I wasn’t so sure. “First question.” I started to say. “You said in your tale that on a fateful night, the King died.” I reminded her. “Was that you foreseeing your father’s death?” I asked my first question.“I said on a fateful night, the King died.” She said. “Was tw
{Ciril’s POV}I was on the ground but I wished to be lower. The crowd of people around us was chattering loudly now. “What?” Prince Landon bawled while the Alpha Queen raced over to her husband. He looked at me and then looked back at Balif, seemingly enraged by his words. He looked confused and tears glossed my eyes seeing him that way. “What sort of joke is this?!” Prince Landon asked with a harsh tone and Balif and the others behind trembled away from him.“It’s.. it’s not a joke, my Prince. The slave girl killed him. She pushed him down from a bad height.” Balif explained shakily and Prince Landon's gaze fell on me after he looked at his father briefly. I was shedding tears now. He looked hurt and very unhappy as he looked at me but mostly he looked confused. He shifted closer to look at the chains that shackled me in place— he looked at it in puzzlement. He was struggling with his belief and I waited for him to look back at my face so that I could help him out— so that I coul