Soooo, hiiiii. I’m Edits, the author of this about-to-be amazing book…. lol. Thank you for checking out my book and giving it an opportunity. I’m so excited to embark on this fantasy journey with every one of you :) I appreciate feedbacks and comments a lot as that was what guided me with my last book, “His Regret”. So yeah, always tell what you think… even if it’s brutal. Haha. Quick question: Do think Ciril has suffered enough or not enough? Lol… See yA!
{Ciril's POV}And so as my unfortunate nature would have it, I was bundled up on the shoulder of the sentry who had been mocking me with his smirk and bobbed limply on his shoulder now.As we moved, I thought of how badly my life was going.And worse it was about to become.One question: Why do I have to be paired with people who don’t want me?I thought the moon goddess finds a soul that would match your energy in every aspect and pairs you with them. I thought that’s what she does, so why is my case different?Why am I being paired with people who would want to have nothing to do with someone like me— apparently a slave girl now.I had seen the look on the Prince’s face. He hadn’t been expecting that someone like me could be his mate— and I can’t blame him because it’s really such a weird match.And so this is me once again about to have my heart broken with another curt rejection. Great!I remained still on the Sentry’s shoulder as I ruminated over these thoughts but then, some min
{Ciril's POV}The mate bond is such a strong concept and powerful phenomenon.Hearing the Alpha Prince’s voice sounded like the best sound for my ears and it made me happier than usual, happier than I expected myself to be. If I didn’t control myself, I would have leaped up from my knees, raced through the hall, and flung myself into his embrace, adding a dramatic effect to this our love story. But then, I knew two things for certain; There was no love story, 1. And 2, I wasn’t out of the woods yet. The Alpha Prince could just interfere but only the King, his father, had the final power over what was to be done to me.I wasn’t stupid to not know this, and I knew better now than to be relieved thinking that I was saved by the Prince. I could only hope the King’s decision could be influenced by his son. But then a part of me just could not help but feel comfort and relief that the Prince was here— that my mate was here on my behalf. With the Prince’s presence, all the Council elder
{Ciril’s POV}The footstep sounds of the Alpha Prince approaching me filled my ears while the sight of him kept my eyes busy— even in such a tense moment, he was a satisfying sight to behold.But then my brain?My brain was bugged with all the troubling thoughts— filled with dread and weighed down by sadness.The Prince got to me now. And I took in a very deep breath when I noticed his lips tremble as he was about to speak. My heart was racing incredibly fast now but there was nothing incredible about it. It was scary.I was scared.“What is your name?” He asked me now, his voice gentle in contrast to what I knew mine would sound like… because the last thing I felt was gentleness. He had carried out the first dreadful step— asking for my name. One must first know the name of an unwanted mate before rejection as it would be used in the rejection phase— i.e.: “I *name name* rejects you *name name* as my mate.”Alpha Dylan had most likely been told my name by Dolores or Ivanka that day
{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} “Woah.”“Oh my...”Those, among several others, were the comments from Clord and Feryt. It was a few hours past midday and the once-clear clouds had suddenly gone dark… because of me. I was raging as I focused my eyes on these very walls that had caged me with gloom and torment. I was heaving now and as a result, Clord and the others knew that the sky’s fury was my doing— a reflection of my grief and rage. It was thundering loudly now and the wind all around us was beginning to grow wilder. I reveled in the pending ChaosI was about to resume my trail towards the Palace but then a voice stopped me. “Ciril?” The voice said beside me now and I instantly veered my gaze to the side to see Feryt. She trembled slightly with my gaze.“What do we do now?” She asked me. She spoke loudly since the wind was getting more fierce by the second and crowding the silence as a result. The skies thundered again.“Stay here.” I said now with my scowl evident on my face. “Stay here unti
{Ciril’s POV} I didn’t say a word.I didn’t say a word to any of them. All I did was walk, trek, trudge— all of them. And this made us go faster.At the pace we were going, I calculated that we might actually get to the Palace in a day— or not. After some hours of my ignorance and my fast traveling, they stopped me.By they, I mean the democratic bunch— Feryt, Clord, and Gordius. Feryt was their leader or representative this time around and she crept before me to prevent me from moving forward.I scowled at her when she suddenly appeared before me. “Ciril, we need to talk.” She told me. I shifted to the side and slipped past her, continuing onwards but then she was stubborn so that she trailed after me and blocked my trail again.“Ciril, stop! Just stop and listen, okay?!” She said with a stern tone and was immediately joined by Gordius on her right and Clord on her left. As usual, Gordius was annoyingly confident with his old face while Clord looked frightened by me but then th
{Ciril’s POV} “What?”“What?”Anika and I said simultaneously.Her ‘What’ was the first one. I looked at her just as she looked at me, and then we both looked at Gordius who had initiated the confusion.“Oh, I’m going to like this.” Clord said as he sat down on the ground beside one of the Bears. It growled at him so he shifted away to a new position before refocusing his gaze upon us and smiling.I glared at him. “Stand up. I told you we’re not stopping yet.” I said to him and then I turned to Gordius.“For the last time, stop messing with me, Gordius.” I told him and then I looked between Feryt and Anika. “Let’s keep moving.” I said and then turned to continue on my way. “I’m not messing with you, Ciril.” I heard Gordius’ voice again. “This girl right here is the one who will train you.” I halted. And then I spun around and started trudging to him with my bashful intent— I clenched my fist tight. I was done hearing his voice so it was time to shut him up… since he didn’t want to
Chapter 145 {Ciril’s POV} Morning came, and with it a new creed.A vengeful one. I got up with my heart evidently beating— it knew today marked the beginning of something significant. Something chaotic.I sat outside on a log of wood in between the guards of both of my Bears. I sat there motionlessly and waited for the rest to wake up. And eventually, they did. After several minutes, they strolled out simultaneously to see me seated motionlessly with my eyes closed. I was now meditating. I hated the concept but then yesterday had made me realize that it was an important concept and that Gordius was right. My emotions were controlling me and I needed to work on making it the other way round. I need to be the one in control. But then at the end of the day, I didn’t really care that I was being ruled by my emotions since I could still kill my enemies in that State. I only cared now because I didn’t want anything to jinx my fighting over at the Palace since Gordius said that meditati
{Ciril’s POV} I touched the twin half-love-shaped metal bracelets on my wrist now Erin just gave me the most shocking but relieving news.The Hencher Mistress was alive. All this time I had just been hoping— praying that she hadn’t died that day, but then over time, realization started to sink in and I started to welcome the fact that I may have lost her.— since I had recalled how fatal-looking the wound on her belly was, plus she had betrayed the Palace by helping me and I had left her in the hands of those wretches. All these conditions put together didn’t seem like a combination that the Hencher Mistress would survive in her condition and so I had spent frequent nights crying about it and hating myself for leaving her can there that day. … but now it turns out that I had concluded wrongly. All this while, I had grieved and beaten myself up in vain for the Hencher Mistress was alive.My mother was alive.Fresh tears glossed up my eyes now and Anika and the others noticed this a
{Ciril’s POV} “Why?”“What do you mean?”Anika had stopped me with her words and I was staring at her now, wondering why she was asking to go back to the same dreadful place she had just escaped from.“I mean that we have to return to the Palace because it will be a dire matter if we don’t.” She said now, confusing me the more. Clord, Gordius, and Feryt shifted back to our axis now, seeing that we were not trailing after them anymore.“What’s going on?” Feryt asked and I turned to look at her from my dazement. “She says we have to return to the Palace.” I said, still in confusion.“Wait. What?” Clord said now, stepping forward. “You’re joking, right?” He asked her with an odd laugh and when she didn’t respond, he turned to me.“She’s… she’s joking, right?”I returned my attention back to Anika now. “What’s your reason? I don’t understand what you’re saying, Anika.” I said to her now. “What dire matter are you referring to?”I spoke rather calmly now, and I did so because I didn’t wan
{Ciril’s POV} “Ciril, is that you?”I heard Anika’s voice and almost couldn’t believe it was her voice. It had been so long since I heard her speak.All of us were shocked by her sudden consciousness as we had really lost all hope. I had already lost hope.— all of us had lost hope except Gordius. He didn’t look shocked, and this was because he had trusted his words to the final minute, unlike the rest of us. The rest of us stopped believing him when hours were slipping past and Anika wasn’t responding. But then again, you can’t blame us for not buying his words. I personally had a beef with him and feel like he just says anything he wants to say. I focused my attention on Anika now as she slowly grew back her consciousness.“It’s me, Anika. I’m.. I’m here.” I told her softly now and she blinked before thoroughly focusing her gaze on me.With our eye contact, the roles switched— as she was the one who looked shocked now. She gazed at my face for a while and I noticed that she was
Chapter 142{Ciril’s POV} I didn’t understand what had just happened. One second, I was raging at Gordius for chewing loudly, and then the next, I was shocked from spotting a figure that bore an oddly familiar face. Anika.I didn’t know where she had appeared from and I didn’t know how she had found me, but then these questions weren’t important now. Anika was wounded and unconscious and so the question bobbing in my head as I rushed towards her was, “What I was going to do?”I crashed on the ground beside her body and drew her into my embrace with my heart now racing fast. I didn’t know the answer to my question.I didn’t know what to do. I first had to accept the fact that she was truly here with me and once this fact had settled in, I started to shake her up roughly and call her name.— and while I did this, Gordius was just standing behind me and doing nothing. I noticed this. “What are you doing?!” I bawled at him now. “She’s dying! Go get help!” I roared at him as tears gl
{Ciril’s POV} And so, with sublime anticipation and creed, I began my training… which was meditating.Crazy right?Of course, it’s crazy. Why should I be meditating when I can be doing other things that would help refine my skills?And even more seriously, what’s the fucking point?Gordius had said that I would also have the power to heal people of life-threatening wounds if meditated but never have heard that such abilities could be gained by sitting on grass all day. I should be sharpening my skills with intense training but instead, it felt like I was making them grow dull as I was basically sitting on my ass all day every day since we started. The most annoying part was that Gordius didn’t give a fuck about my concerns. I had complained to him a couple of times to communicate to him how closing my eyes and sitting my ass on grass with my legs folded wasn’t helping me achieve anything but he didn’t care to respond to my complaints. All he did was command me to meditate and then