Could it be his wife would've been eaten by the were-cannibals if Drococavillain hadn't shown her whereabouts through his magic mirror? Finlay pondered deeply over this as he stared at Ophelia who was still deep in sleep. She hadn't woken up in the past six hours, but her knife bruise was healing. They were at the Ophidian Kingdom, along with Lewis and the other three men. Daeneria and Drococavillain had taken them with the help of Dracaena, the giant snake who could grow as tall as a tower. Finlay couldn't turn them down because they had helped him in rescuing his wife and his men.Finlay heaved deeply and looked away from Ophelia who was still on the king-sized bed. Daeneria had requested they have her there so she could have a good place of rest whilst she was healing. Finlay couldn't trust them, but he had no choice. "Lewis?" "Yes, my lord?" His Beta ran to his side immediately."Tell me how it happened," he breathed out, turning to face her.Lewis nodded and put her hands behin
Ophelia flickered her eyes open to Finlay's. And she had never felt so elated before because she was beginning to think that she died or something, after getting stabbed by the were-cannibals' princess. Apparently had watched her whilst she was asleep the entire time. But something didn't seem right. His cheek was swollen as if he stuffed something in there."Finlay.." she called out his name quietly, stretching her hand to place it on his swollen cheek.Finlay offered her a small smile, put his hand over hers that was on his cheek, before pressing a kiss to her palm."You're awake." He let go of her hand upon sensing she wanted to seat upright. It was dawn and they were in the ship, with the windows wide open so ventilation could flow freely into the small place of resting."Easy.." Finlay instructed her upon hearing her wince which indicated that she was still in pain. The dagger she was stabbed with was no ordinary dagger. He had sensed it would take longer for her to heal. Perhap
"Oceanfait,"Finlay stood on the wooden ship railings and put his hand on the rope as they reached the second sea which had a different color from the first. Precisely indigo and was calm as if it was never graced with waves or tsunamis before. He remembered sailing through this sea with ease, however, he had a strange feeling in his gut that something wasn't right because some parts of the sea were frozen. Even most of his men were laughing as they jumped from the ships and walked on the ice. Waltzing and behaving like women at the ball dance. It was hilarious, but Finlay wasn't settled inside. He threw a look in his wife's direction, only to see her learning how to shoot an arrow with an apple. Her few companies of males and Lewis, teaching her. Who would have thought a homely Ophelia would behave in such manner? Finlay thought she was meant for dresses and ball gowns, with delicate little hands. But upon seeing her in his clothes which he had adjusted to her size with a piece of t
Alexander chuckled inauspiciously as Ophelia was ushered into the small place of rest, away from his eyes. She reluctantly allowed Lewis to drag her in, scared of what this Dragon might do to her husband and his people.And Finlay upon seeing this left his standing spot and stood a few feet away from the ice dragon. If he was scared of Alexander, he didn't show it."I'll give you anything else, but not my wife. Please." Finlay implored, avoiding the eyes of his men resting on him."You're a brave man, Finlay, and stupid too. Risking your life and that of two thousand men because of a woman. Many men would've handed her over without thinking twice. There are lots of women everywhere. But you see that one? I want to." Alexander was persistent and seemingly dangerous to Finlay. In fact, he was growing larger, cracking the ice where he stood.Finlay was in a tight position. He knew he couldn't give his wife to the were-dragon, nor could he let two thousand people die. There had to be a way
The kiss from the ice god had knocked Ophelia out cold and for the umpteenth time, Finlay couldn't help but hate himself for not sending her back when he had the chance to. Now, it was complicated to wake her up. She was laid on the small place of rest like a sleeping beauty.Had he known, he would have listened to Delta Lockwood. They would probably see him as a fool or something, but that didn't matter. Ophelia was unconscious like a sleeping beauty. It was exasperating.He didn't know what else the ice god had done to his wife, she was still breathing and he had tried several means to have her awoken, but it was all effortless.Finlay closed all the doors and windows, heated the entire place, and pulled her hand in his as he waited for her with his heart doing a turmoil inside of him.Several hours passed by until it was nightfall, and nothing had happened. He was perspiring, drenched in his own sweat while Ophelia's hands still felt so cold like she had spent a look time on ice. I
Finlay chuckled after a short pause, assuming she was trying to be hilarious. He withdrew his hands from her shoulder and then grabbed one wooden stick of fire before holding it close to her face."I missed you,"Ophelia wondered if this person had lost all sanity because she didn't know him. Wait a minute, could he be her captor or something? He was too good-looking for his own good with the longest sand-blonde hair she had ever seen for a man. Nevertheless, she couldn't trust him. It felt like he had so many skeletons buried in his closets and was trying to pretend."Missed me? I find this very confusing, sir." She said after looking away from his gaze and rubbing the side of her arm."You're my wife, am I supposed to not miss you?" Finlay used his free hand to pull her face back to his, wondering why she was being so strange."Come again, perhaps I might have misheard you," this time, Ophelia didn't look away. She held his gaze.Amusement disappeared from Finlay's eyes as he wrapped
Finlay was beyond upset, with the way his wife was ignoring him. He couldn't tell if it was a deliberate act as a serve of punishment, or if she truly had lost her memory.But how was it even possible? She got kissed by the dragon, fell into a deep sleep for three days, and woke up and couldn't recall anything. Refused to sleep on the bed with him and even ran out when he was undressing in front of her. Like he was a stranger who wanted to rape her or something.He had woken up the next morning and couldn't find Ophelia in the room. She had left, wearing the same dress she wore last night. Without even undergarments on. Christ!Finlay left the bed and made his way out immediately, in search of his wife. It felt like he was getting smacked in the face for ignoring Delta Lockwood's advice. Now, Ophelia was out of control.He walked through the ship, asking everyone he saw if they had seen his wife, but they kept replying that they hadn't.Finlay sighed heavily and ran his fingers through
It was the other way round.Finlay was ignoring Ophelia over what she did. He left her standing outside and went on with his business. When he returned, he barely even acknowledged her presence. Spoke to everyone else and deliberately ignored her, so she would know he was upset with her. This was rather unsettling for Ophelia, as he had been nice to her since the previous day's evening. Of course, she couldn't recall anything, but she had sensed some truths in his words from their earlier conversation, it turned out she had falsely thrown accusations and wanted his attention on her. She watched as men trained with swords and clenched her jaw when she saw Finlay come to take a look with his beta right behind him. She could admit she was a little jealous.The whole time Finlay ignored her, he could see her watching his every move through his side glance. It was amusing but he wanted to torture her by putting some necessary distance between them so she would learn. Testing him was the l
Six months later…Cameron was tense the entire time he heard Ophelia's screams from her room. She had been in labor for three good hours, and he was starting to feel unsettled the entire time. Pacing to and fro with his hands right behind him and his lips in a thin grim line. He was a powerful man with exceedingly great might, feared and loved by many because he led men to war in the south, past the seven treacherous seas. But there he was, trembling like a culprit who was sentenced to death. And it was all because of his wife.No one had any idea Ophelia would be in labor that day. They had woken up beside each other, had breakfast together, and gone to take a look at the new packhouse that was being built when Ophelia stopped walking and told him her water just broke.She was rushed into a carriage and taken back to the castle, through a gurney because she couldn't walk. The contractions seemed to be coming. Cameron had never seen Ophelia look so scared in his life. And it made him
Men were carrying Cameron's unconscious body through a gurney and Ophelia was beside them, running along because she feared for his life. This was like the third time they had been through into such a position, except it was way worse. Cameron had never been beaten and injured like this before.Ophelia swallowed hard, not wanting to cry because it would make her seem weak. She wanted to be strong for Cameron because she strongly believed he would survive.It was all over, with most of Alpha Bailey's men dead and a few running off because Ronan and his men had come to join the unexpected war. Ophelia's eyes caught something that made her steps falter and the men who were carrying Cameron's body left her. It was Lewis, who was over the floor next to a few dead bodies and fire. She looked completely exhausted with blood gushing from her stomach and mouth."Lewis!" Ophelia dashed toward her side and gathered her head in her hands. She didn't even know when she did it, because seeing Lew
Ophelia wondered if the gods were against her having happiness to her fill. She had suffered in making everyone discover that Cameron was Finlay's twin and he was the rightful heir to the Alpha throne. Then she proceeded to tell him that she was pregnant, only to have Alpha Bailey show up in the middle of it all.She bit down on her bottom lip from where she was hiding behind Cameron. Because the man who had killed his twin had come for him too."I told the members of this pack that you're mine to kill," Alpha Bailey kissed his teeth as he took another step toward Cameron whose wolf was starting to surface because he wanted to fight."It seemed as though you're Finlay's twin after all and you want to claim his throne, take his woman as well,""This face is the last thing you'll see before you die a horrible death," Cameron growled and immediately took the form of his wolf before lunging at Alpha Bailey.Alpha Bailey shifted too and went crashing into Cameron, something which made Ca
Ophelia ran after Cameron upon seeing him leave. She couldn't understand why a cloud befell his face after the truth was out and everyone had bowed to him. She had expected him to be happy at least. But he surprised her and every one by walking away as if everything meant nothing to him.She caught up with him before he could reach the gate that had guards already bowing to him.Cameron.. she tried to call his name but her voice wasn't giving out. She had lost it after shouting a lot in the courtyard because of the explaining she did.And Cameron stopped because her hand had grasped his elbow. He wanted to be away from everything and everyone, and there she was.Ophelia's heart rose in her chest when he turned and let his tearful eyes meet hers. It made her emotional to see him like that because she knew why he was like that.She knew it had to do with her explanation to the crowd and she hated the fact that her voice wasn't working. This man deserved so much more than he could ever
The following day.Cestus had a wicked glint in his eyes as he put his hands together and in front of him, watching the crowd pouring into the courtyard wearing their cloaks because it was snowing. They had come to witness the killing of Cameron Snow, the man who had impersonated Finlay, his late brother and former Alpha of the Crimson Paw. It was dawn, and nearing nine. Cestus had an under butler holding onto a clock beside him, whilst he waited. He wanted the time to hit nine and then he would order for the execution of Cameron Snow. Hamilton, the head butler was perplexed. It was clearly written on his face that he didn't want the death of Cameron to take place, be him an Impostor. So many of the servants were unsettled as well because Cameron was good to them. The best Alpha they ever had. Elder Adolphus exchanged a glance with someone in the crowd and the man nodded at him. No one knew what these two had planned.Cestus kissed his teeth and fixed his gaze on the heavy wall cl
The journey to Kathleen's home was quicker than expected. Ophelia and the people who had accompanied her reached there within five hours. And on the outskirts of Silverline pack sat a small cottage that looked like it hadn't been occupied by the presence of a person in ages. To think Kathleen had lived there because of her hardheadedness. Her refusal to let her pride down and settle whatever quarrel she had with her husband. No one knew what had happened between the two, but it did seem like a huge fight which was the whole thing that made them part ways. A dull pain spread through Ophelia's chest as she hopped off her horse and neared the cottage because Cameron had lived there as a child. As a child who had no clue that he was an Alpha's first son and heir to the Alpha throne in the Crimson Paw pack, Easton. "Wait," Lewis stopped Ophelia upon seeing how she was about to make her way in, "you wouldn't know what is inside waiting for someone. Catidy perhaps," she pointed out beca
After spending the next day in search of the midwife, they found her at last. Through some wolf-less beggars along the way. Thankfully, Ronan's men had arrived so Alpha Caden couldn't send his men after then. Lewis Duncan had come in handy at the right time. She and the rest of the men were asked to wait outside whilst Ophelia was ushered in to meet with the aging woman who had gray hair and could barely see. Lady Leslie lived alone even though she was old and needed support. It seemed as though she was a thoughtful woman because she looked in Ophelia's direction for a long time. "I was told that you came to see me," she said at last, after staring at Ophelia to her fill. "Yes, my lady," came the response from Ophelia. "May I know who you are?" Lady Leslie inquired almost immediately. "I am Ophelia, my lady. From the Crimson Paw pack," Ophelia answered, rubbing the side of her arm as she looked around the small room. "Why are you here?" Lady Leslie asked quickly once more. O
Ophelia struggled to break free from where she had her hands tied to the bedpost. She was in the chamber of the cruel Alpha Caden, on top of his king-sized bed. And it was exasperating to the bone that he had his men tie her to his bedpost because he wanted to have his way with her. Ophelia knew she couldn't let him touch her, it was insane. She belonged to another. Was carrying the child of Cameron. She had come to the Silverline pack because she wanted some information that she could gather as evidence that Cameron was Finlay's twin and the eldest. The rightful Alpha of the Crimson Paw pack. Alpha Caden made his way into his chambers, with that sick smirk never leaving his face. "You'd make things easier for yourself if you stop struggling. Because it'd be of no help to you, I'd have you either way," Alpha Caden smiled sickly at Ophelia. At last, he would have her to himself. The beautiful, beautiful woman. She had caught his eyes even when Finlay was alive. But he had kept his
Cameron wondered if Ophelia was safe, wherever she was. He didn't trust those men she was with, they could try to take advantage of her upon seeing she was the only woman in their midst. He didn't like that she would feel alone, he wouldn't be there to protect her if someone wanted to touch or hurt her. But he had to let Cestus's men take him away because he had an ulterior motive. He was in his old dungeon once more, the place he had been freed from barely twenty-four hours ago. Ophelia didn't waste her efforts to bring him out, they had met and made up. It was a good thing to happen. The thought of Ophelia sending men to come rescue him still baffled him. How in the seven hells was she able to convince those men into sneaking into the Dupree's castle to liberate him from where he was locked in? Ophelia was brave since he went to Easton to impersonate Finlay. She started coming out of her shell the night she took a boat and sailed after his ship because she wanted to be with him