DRAVEN“He’s dead,” Smythe informed me.“Good job,” I slammed the phone down and turned back to Duron.“Now that it’s settled, it’s time Esme starts participating in other duties as your Luna. Stop caging her,” he told me. I knew that quite alright and didn’t need a reminder from him. She’s had all the time to get used to the palace, now its time for work. But I knew she may not be in her best of moods at this time.She may hate her mate or wish him dead, but the fact remains they were mates and they share a special bond so she was going to feel the pain of loosing a mate. But I wasn’t going to give her time to grieve because time was something I didn’t have to spare. Now that the introduction ceremony is out of the way, she needs to put in more effort in the work around here, hopefully she doesn’t mess things up. And she needs to visit the palace Oracle.I frowned at the thought. The oracle is the only one that can decipher Esme isn’t really my mate. As an oracle of the goddess,
I felt it. The pain of loosing a mate. It started slowly and gradually spread through the whole of my body, twisting my guts. And just as fast as it started, it stopped abruptly. I waited for the feeling of emptiness that I’d heard followed the loss of a mate, but I’d been empty my whole life that it didn’t matter. What I felt in reality was relief. My wolf wasn’t whimpering in my head, she just went quiet. It felt like a burden had been lifted off my shoulders and I started to feel guilty for it. Zayden was my mate, but he was cruel to me, he had a special hatred for me yet he wouldn’t reject me because seeing me suffer gave him a hard-on. I groaned inwardly and sat at the edge of the bed, trying to relieve one good memory we had. But there was nothing but bitterness. Pain. Suffering.I knew I would not be the only one to feel his demise. His father will feel the loss of a child, and Ailana will feel the loss of her brother. Since he wasn’t the ruling alpha, Silver Moon pack will
What in the moon goddess just happened? I stood frozen to the spot, my eyes glued to the window he’d just climbed down from. He’d disappeared in a flash, carrying a wind with him. The office building is several feet tall, how could he manage that? I heard his growl again, the sound causing goose bumps all over my skin and many minutes passed as I stayed rooted to the spot, willing my senses back to life.Did I do sometime wrong? Whatever it is I did to get him this upset, I knew he’d not forgive me easily this time. Even after lying to him, I’d not seen his beast this upset that he’d not been able to hold back.I reflected on the figure of him I’d seen before he jumped through the window. I didn’t see his full shift, but it was scary seeing him grow in height and muscles. Lycans can stand on their two feet as against werewolves, making them taller. But his beast had to be the most scary thing I ever saw even when he hadn’t fully shifted. As the first Lycan, he had the largest beast, a
DRAVENFor many hours straight, my beast was uncontrollable, roaming around, knocking down trees, and growling into the air until midnight came.Day after day, month after month, and year after year, I’d searched for my mate tirelessly. Sometimes, I got fed up and cursed the goddess for making someone so important that I couldn’t claim my inheritance because of her. I’d known for a long time that I had to come up with a plan, but what I didn’t know was that my choices will come back to bite me.I’d found a weak omega, one who tried to take my life and who lied to me again and again. But I knew I needed to use her to get what I wanted. Get the throne, and dispose of her. The same happened to be my mate. It took the death of her mate for it to finally click. What if I’d killed her after she tried to take my life? I growled again.It was all starting to make sense. She is the only woman who I was comfortable enough to sleep in the same bed with, the only woman that could put me to sleep.
ESMERAYI overslept again. I started to rise from the bed, but he tightened his hold on me and pulled me closer against his chest.“Stay,” his eyes were still closed when he spoke, and I was glad he didn’t get to see the redness on my cheeks. It deepened as my eyes rested on his chest and my heart started to hammer all of a sudden. I’d upset him yesterday, for moon goddess knows whatever reason, but Draven didn’t need a reason to be upset. It seems like my slightest movement angered him, or maybe he was angry by default. It wasn’t just me, everything angered him.I’d seen Scarlett in her Lycan form yesterday when we went on a short run, but we had to return early because her mate had started to search for her and she was skeptical about what Draven would do if he found us together. She also said she felt Draven’s angry beast and powerful growls while we were out. Since she was a Lycan and had been sworn in as a member of the Royal palace, she had a bond with him that I didn’t. I was s
There are seven Oracles in the Lycaon palace, but one of them was the most powerful and closest to the moon goddess as everyone believed. Her name is Cordelia. She was a popular oracle, talked about around all werewolf and Lycan packs. As we approached her shrine, goose bumps started to creep up my skin, along with a banging headache. I started to panic. Ever since the incident where Draven got shot, I haven’t had this recurring headache. I wanted to believe it was gone forever but as I started to feel the pain, fear crept in.Draven turned to me and raised a brow as he drove, but I didn’t turn to look back at him, as I feared he may know what’s wrong. He always seemed to sense it whenever this happened and I was going to chuckle when I remembered he’d said I had a gift but the headache didn’t let me.When he stopped in front of the shrine, I was skeptical to step out of the vehicle, but I didn’t have a choice. His furrowed brows told me that he knew something was wrong, so I had to t
“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
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