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“No one is going to hurt her. She is safe here,” Cordelia told Draven who glared at her unsmiling and made no effort to move. “Please. It is mandatory that the goddess speaks to her alone. You know the whole process,” she pleaded when Draven remained unmoving.The room I was in was painted pure white and apart from the large table I was laying on, there wasn’t any other thing in the room.“I’ll have a word with her alone first,” his eyes were unreadable when they settled on me. Cordelia nodded her head adamantly, cast me one more look, and then she was out of the room.“Esmeray,” there was something different about the way he pronounced it. He took few steps close to me and took my left hand in his, his eyes studying my fingers before finally resting on my face “Why do you always keep the truth from me?” he asked. What was he talking about and what was there to tell about the fact that I thought I was crazy and running mad? “You make it hard for me to trust you, little mate,” he added
Chosen By The Lycan Prince FIFTY-SEVEN
The next three days were very thorough ones. Preparing to hear from the goddess was very mind draining as I needed to clear all the burdens that plaqued me. In other to communicate with the goddess, I had to be pure in spirit.Cordelia took me through the process step by step, making sure I stuck to the routine prayer every two hours . Prayers of fortification and forgiveness. I also had a shower every four hours and she read some commandments from the goddess from a scroll to me. Apart from water, I had to take a very bitter potion every night and morning. Cordelia explained it’ll help me relieve the bad memories easily and make me feel better.I didn’t believe it would work but by the second day, I started to feel lighter than before. I also got closer to the oracle of the goddess because we had lengthy conversations where I learnt a lot from her. If there is one thing I observed about the oracle it was the fact that she was proud of being the servant of the goddess and prided herse
Chosen By The Lycan Prince FIFTY-EIGHT
I was back to Draven’s suite by morning and a little disappointed to find that he wasn’t available. I’d been gone for almost four days but Smythe had been the one to pick me up from the temple and bring me back to the house. We stopped at a restaurant to get food on our way home. Draven didn’t bother to turn up.I had to talk myself out of my sour mood while I took my bath in the shower and reminisced on all that went down with the oracle and my time with the moon goddess, especially what she’d said about Zayden not being mine. Maybe that was part of my punishment for not allowing her in. It’s been about a week since he died, but I still didn’t feel bad about him or that he died. Matter of fact, a part of me wished he’d gone sooner even though guilt wouldn’t make me admit it. I have felt lighter since he died and after my encounter the last few days, I must admit I’ve not felt as good as I feel right now in all my life. It feels like half the burden has been lifted off my shoulders. T
Chosen By The Lycan Prince FIFTY-NINE
There weren’t many stories about the third lycan prince as there were about the first two that I’d read and heard about as a child and growing up, but not once did I think he was this much of an asshole. My heart was drumming loudly in my chest and a cold enveloped me. Fear and irritation were the only things I felt as the horrific scene continued to play in my head. He’d bragged about having Heather, but I doubt Draven is even aware of this. What manner of animal is he? And what would have happened if Draven hadn’t showed up when he did? Would I have successfully gotten out? I resisted the urge to curse the moon goddess. She claimed to have blessed me with the gift to foretell the future and see the past, yet I didn’t have the power to defend myself. I was weak! My heart froze when I heard a tap on the door, but before my body could move to answer it, the door was flung violently open and my eyes were met with the dark, cold eyes of an angry Draven. Of course it was his suite, and
Chosen By The Lycan Prince SIXTY
DRAVENPressure. Unending pressure. It’s what I’ve known all my life. From the minute I was born, the pressure followed me everywhere. It became a part of me, from infant into adulthood. I learnt to handle it, but some days could be worse than others, and today happens to be one of my terrible days. After the scene I’d just walked into with Donovan and my mate, my beast only craved one thing. Blood.The last few days have been horrific. Asides from the pressure from the council and kinsmen to hasten the mating ceremony, I’d had to deal with different conflicts rising here and there within and outside the palace. Our borders were breached again. Plus, the issue with Silver Moon pack that my mate once belonged to. After the unruly behavior of the alpha’s son and seeing those scars on my mate’s back, I was determined to shut down the entire pack. Esme had told me she wasn’t one of the favorites in her pack, and I had the gut feeling that they had all one way or the other contributed to
Chosen By The Lycan Prince SIXTY-ONE
ESMERAYThe days that followed were catastrophic for me. It feels like after the incident with Donovan, Draven vowed not to leave me idle or let me away from his sight. I felt relieved though knowing that Donovan was no longer in the Lycaon palace and would not pose a threat to me anymore, but now I had to work, train, and attend meetings with Draven, which frankly speaking wasn’t as exciting as I’d envisioned it to be.The first two days in the office had me almost running mad. It was hard to understand half of the tasks delegated to me and Draven wasn’t a very patient person or good at explaining. There was so much to do and even though I was given the littlest tasks, I spent hours trying to put them together. I was slow, but thankfully, Draven hadn’t complained about my incompetence. Initially, the office set up for me was opposite his, but he’d moved my desk to a section of his office just so he could keep an eye on me. When I got lost on what to do sometimes, it was hard to ask
Chosen By The Lycan Prince SIXTY-TWO
“You are getting stronger, but still not strong enough to carry my mark,” Those were his first words when he laid me gently on the bed “You do know, little mate, that I cannot postpone the mating ceremony any longer,” The bed dipped when he climbed in beside me.I closed my eyes as he pulled me close, wishing I could avoid his words. I have attended a few meetings with the kingmakers, and although Draven defended me before them, we couldn’t put it off much longer. They have wanted for a long time to make Draven their king, and now that he found his mate there was no reason for the postponement.Truthfully, Draven didn’t have to postpone the mating ceremony any longer. Whether I was ready or not shouldn’t matter, except he was skeptical about me keeping any more secrets. I wonder what has become of Silver Moon and Alpha Thane now that his beloved son was dead. And Ailana. I miss her, but I fear that I’d never have the opportunity to see her again and it saddened me. Once the mating cer
Chosen By The Lycan Prince SIXTY-THREE
“You both look good together. You know I didn’t think for a second that a man like Prince Draven will settle for a woman like you,” Lady Abigail said ‘you’ in the most demeaning way I’d ever heard anyone say it. She was sorting through a large drawer in an ancient house that was stacked with different royal attires. Each attire had its own history and she earlier explained that every incoming Luna got a chance to choose the regalia she wanted on her mating ceremony as opposed to the belief that a particular dress was passed from one queen to another.“Abigail, I need to apologize to you,” I started, but her cold laugh stopped me short. She stopped searching the drawer and turned around to face me. I chose to ignore her cynical look and continued “The other time I accused you…”She raised a hand to silence me “You have nothing to apologize for, Esmeray,” she stopped and sighed “Briana was my only daughter, and she was beautiful….” She started to reach into her garment pockets where she
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