Hello, hottie chasers! Thank you for reading my book and admiring this fiction. No, don't fret the story hasn't ended yet, haha. The plot will thicken from this point ahead, we will witness madness, a bit of bloodshed, and some bigger misconceptions. I've tried my best to re-do the cliches in the way I, myself, as a reader wanted to read. Hope you all are enjoying them, though I'm still skeptical since there hadn't been many comments. Do comment or drop me a review if you see this. [Authors don't receive notifications of inside chapter comments] However, this note mainly is to announce that the story will merge now with Lily aka Lilyana Espenova and Zilver Zarcavier. The pace will remain fast and the world will get bigger now as characters will travel towards a different city. Because both families are connected. Stay tuned for madness!
[Meagia’s pov]I felt a knot tighten in my stomach as Clara's words hung in the air. They echoed through my mind, causing a wave of confusion and disbelief to wash over me. Clara, my best friend since teenage, looked at me with a mixture of anger and something else, something dark and calculating. "I hope it is not that hard to not believe, Meagia," she said, her voice dripping with false empathy. "Your father never told you, but from his reaction and abandonment must have made sense now. You were adopted, a trash picked from the forest still remains a trash."My heart raced as the weight of Clara's words sank in, she was right, my father's response did make sense now. It felt as if the ground had been pulled from beneath my feet, leaving me stranded in a sea of confusion. I had always felt different, out of place, but I never imagined that my very identity could be a lie.Clara continued, her tone taking on a persuasive edge. "And now, Meagia, you need to understand the consequences
[Eskaal's Pov:]Worry gnawed at my insides as I paced back and forth in my study. Meagia, my beloved mate, had vanished, and I knew deep down that my little lie had caused this immense chaos. The weight of guilt settled heavily on my shoulders, knowing that my actions had pushed her away.I had sent my men to scour every corner of the city, desperately searching for any sign of Meagia. Each passing moment without any news intensified the knot in my stomach. Anxiety consumed me as I wondered where she could be, whether she was safe, and if she would ever forgive me.In an attempt to find answers, I decided to pay a visit to Cinhard, Meagia's ex. Perhaps he had some insight into her sudden disappearance. As I arrived at his place, my heart pounded with anticipation and unease. I needed to know the truth, even if it shattered my fragile hopes.Cinhard opened the door, his face etched with surprise and confusion. I wasted no time and cut straight to the chase. "I will ask you just once fo
[Meagia’s pov] I heard someone enter the abandoned building cautiously, my heart pounding in my chest assuming it should be alpha Eskaal. The air was heavy with dust and the scent of decay. As the person took a step forward, a sudden movement caught my eye. I was barely holding up knowing that something was not right as I laid on the cold floor. Waiting for my death! It was indeed alpha Eskaal, leaping towards me with a grace that seemed almost supernatural. Before I could react a tear crawled down when his strong arms wrapped around me, lifting me effortlessly off the ground. I found myself gazing up at him, my eyes filled with a dreamy haze and barely able to register anything. For a moment, I could not look away from him, my gaze filled with wonder and enchantment. But then, a wave of dizziness washed over me, and I succumbed to the darkness, my eyes fluttering shut. And then, everything went black.When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a different place entirely. The
[Eskaal’s pov]I felt a knot forming in my stomach as I heard the familiar footsteps approaching my house. I knew all too well who it was. My father, with a stern expression, the traditional man who held strong opinions about the choices I made. My heart sank as I sensed the storm that was about to ensue.And everything was not nice! Just as I had predicted, the door swung open, and my father entered, a scowl etched deeply on his face. Our eyes met with a meaningful glare, and I saw the flicker of disapproval burning in his gaze. His eyes then shifted to the corner of the room, where Meagia stood, a look of concern etched across her face."What is she doing here?" my father's voice boomed through the room, the anger evident in every word. He could sense her presence which made things worse, and Clara’s coming must have added fuel to his rage. I was literally trapped between so many things for no damn reason. I took a deep breath, trying to keep my composure. "She is here because she
[Meagia’s pov]I heard Eskaal's father's words echoing in my ears. He was trying to persuade him to marry Clara, which was obvious due to their matching status. The weight of his father’s words hit me hard, stirring up a whirlwind of emotions within me. As I sat on the edge of the bed, contemplating my life the decision became clear. I had to leave. I definitely had to otherwise Eskaal’s father would kill me. I had already lost my voice and there was still time for me to rethink. Was I willing to lose my life? Slowly, I got up, trying to gather my thoughts and find the strength to follow through with my choice. Just as I was about to make my way to the door of the room, Eskaal entered the room. “Meagia?” He walked towards me, his eyes filled with concern, and gently took hold of my hands.At that moment, our connection felt stronger than ever but I knew it was not going to last. I could see the love and sincerity in his gaze, and it tugged at my heart. But alongside those emotions,
[Meagia’s pov] "Tell me Meagia, did the kidnapper touch you here or here?" Eskaal spoke in a raspy tone with his face close to me, as I gulped knowing what was about to happen. I did not resist his advancements and acts, acknowledging that he had been planning to mark me. "Tell me where did he touch you? And I will remove all the pain and trace." He lifted my chin up and stared straight in my eyes, while I felt myself melting between thighs. Perhaps I too wanted to play more so I held his hand and showed disobedience. I wish I could speak to Eskaal and tell him. I wanted him to make me say it! Make me tell him where the pain is and touch me. I deliberately wanted to provoke him to incite the man, since I suspected that he would not mark me without my consent. But at that moment I wanted to check how far the alpha could go and whatever he could do. Oh my! So, someone wanted to play rough and tough, huh? I thought when I saw him licking lips. I repeated his gestures. Eskaal was s
[Meagia’s pov]"Then honey, beg me!" A grin appeared on his lips which made my heart race even faster, I had never bowed down in front of anyone. But somehow I found herself submissive in front of that man, a sensation which she could not control. What? I could not help but to respond in my heart with that lousy statement which was more like a question in disbelief. What did he mean by what? Eskaal bent down and took my swollen bud in his mouth, which made me nearly jump in my position. Owh, mmmrff I moaned without voice and squirmed under his gaze and the sensation of his wet mouth made me shiver with pleasure. "Yes, yes. Say it. Say my name so you won't forget to whom you belong!" He sure was still angry over the fact that I did not believe in him and the sex was definitely a way to ventilate his frustration. I clenched my thighs but Eskaal grabbed them and licked my underwear as he sensed the drenched cloth."You know your little baby wants me inside you, but you are still resis
Hello readers! The book ends here at this point but the story does not, as the world will merge with each other soon. Seraphina will be found by her mate Kaldir soon and that is where the book merges with my other completed one called - Alpha's bitten virgin slave - as I am disclosing a spoiler that Kaldir is Cyrus and Danielle's son from that book. All my wolf books will be a merger with each other as I already hinted the story of Zilver and Lily in this one. Their story is gonna be my next book called - Pregnant for my lycan bully - soon. Meanwhile, you can check out my book in ink-itt called - Trapped in a beastly manor - which is free. And will be.
In a dimly lit brothel’s hall, Clara sat on a worn-out armchair, cradling a small, sleeping child in her arms. The room was silent, save for the soft lullaby Clara hummed, trying to comfort the infant in her care. Seraphina, Eskaal and Meagia’s child was stolen by her while she played her part of being a good friend and well wisher.The sound of clacking heels against the wooden floor broke the stillness, causing Clara's heart to race. She carefully placed the child in a nearby crib and stood up. Standing there was a woman, her face etched with a meaningful grin and compassion.Clara smirked and glanced at the kid, her eyes locking with the brothel’s owner. The woman handed over a small envelope filled with money, her voice soft and empathetic. "Miss Clara, here is the money we agreed upon. Thank you for bringing us a hybrid infant, she will grow up to be a fine woman for my business."Clara accepted the envelope with a firm hand, her gaze moving from the money to the woman. "Thank yo
In the midst of a vast, open plain, Eskaal approached Meagia with a sense of urgency that mirrored the rapid beating of his heart. The moon cast a silver glow over the grassy expanse, and the night air was filled with a chilling stillness.Meagia stood alone, her form illuminated by the pale light of the moon. Her brow was furrowed with worry, and her eyes scanned the horizon in a frantic search. In her arms, she held a tiny blanket, empty and forlorn."Meagia," Eskaal said, his voice quivering with fear and desperation, "Where is our daughter, Seraphina? I can't find her anywhere in the castle."Meagia turned to him, her face etched with anguish. Her voice trembled as she responded, "Eskaal, I don't know. I though Rancel put her in the castle somewhere but she is gone. The cradle had some other unknown child in it."Eskaal's heart sank like a stone in his chest. He rushed to Meagia's side, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Gone? How could she just vanish like that?"Tears welled up in M
The eerie moonlight bathed the imposing Vampire Castle in an ethereal glow as Clara and beta Liam emerged from the ancient fortress, their faces etched with determination and love. In their arms, they cradled Meagia, Rancel's estranged sister, who had been cast aside to starve to death.Meagia was pale and frail, her strength drained by the ordeal she had endured. Her eyes were filled with gratitude and relief as she clung to the couple who had risked everything to rescue her.Beta Liam, strong and resolute held his daughter in his arms, her head resting against his chest. Clara supported Meagia with a tender arm around her, guiding her steps and ensuring her safety.As they stepped into the moonlit courtyard, the chilling wind rustled through the trees, and the castle loomed behind them like a dark sentinel. The trio moved forward, leaving the sinister castle and its shadows behind.Meagia leaned on Clara, her voice a mere whisper as she spoke her gratitude. "Thank you," she said, he
Under the eerie glow of a full moon, Zilver and Eskaal stood side by side in a desolate graveyard, surrounded by ancient tombstones and gnarled trees. Before them, a formidable army of vampiric creatures, their eyes blood-red and fangs exposed, advanced with menacing intent. In their hands, they wielded weapons forged from wicked intentions.Zilver unsheathed his sword, its blade shimmering in the moonlight, crafted entirely from silver. It was a weapon designed to combat the unholy forces they now faced. Beside him, Eskaal wielded an equally impressive silver sword, the two warriors prepared to wage a battle against the vampire horde.The vampires hissed and snarled as they closed in, their grotesque faces contorted with malevolence. With a shared glance, Zilver and Eskaal charged forward, their silver blades cutting through the night air with a haunting sound.The clash of steel against fangs and claws echoed through the graveyard. Zilver and Eskaal moved with uncanny precision and
Clara and Liam had been searching the labyrinthine castle for hours, after they managed to kill all those guards and escaped the cellar. The flickering torchlight barely penetrated the darkness of the dungeon they now entered, its damp and cold stone walls bearing the scars of centuries.Clara whispering. “We've searched every chamber, every corridor... where could she be?” Liam grimly. “I don't know, Clara. But we won't give up until we find her.” They ventured deeper into the dungeon, the silence broken only by the occasional drip of water echoing in the shadows. As they reached the furthest cell, Liam's heart skipped a beat. He saw a figure huddled in the corner, cloaked in darkness.Liam hushed. “Meagia?” The figure stirred, and a faint voice whispered back, choked with emotion. Meagia became tearful. “Dad? Is that really you?” Liam's heart surged with relief and fear as he recognized the voice. He approached the cell and saw his daughter, Meagia, her eyes filled with tears. She w
The once-thriving packs of the wolven realm lay in ruins, every streets filled with debris and its buildings bearing the scars of a recent battle. But amidst the destruction, a sense of hope had emerged. Zilver's army, with a group of skilled warriors which had a reputation for valor and compassion, had come to the aid of the city's people.Zilver stood at the center of the city square. His commanding presence and the aura of determination that surrounded him were a source of inspiration for the beleaguered citizens. Zilver’s voice filled with determination. “We have brought the seers and healers who can aid us in this trying time. They are our best hope for healing and rebuilding the ecosystem of the supernatural realm.”Zilver's soldiers, a diverse group of individuals with various talents and abilities, fanned out across the city. They moved with purpose, searching houses and alleys, their armor gleaming in the morning sun. They were not just warriors; they were protectors, healers
The grand hall of the ancestral vampiric castle was bathed in the soft, warm glow of a hundred flickering candles. Clara, the tall and elegant woman with fiery red hair, entered the hall with Mr Liam, a distinguished military officer, at her side. Clara's emerald-green gown flowed gracefully with each step, and Liam wore his formal uniform, a stark contrast to his usually rugged attire.As they walked into the hall, the murmur of faint conversation and the clinking of glasses filled the air. The occasion was a lavish gathering, and Clara and Liam had just arrived from a distant mission. Rancel seemed to be having a party for her coronation and to announce alpha Cinhard as her partner.Clara scanned the room, her eyes searching for a familiar face. And then, as if drawn by an invisible force, her gaze locked onto a tall figure standing near the grand fireplace. It was her brother, Cinhard, looking more regal than she had ever seen him. He wore a finely tailored suit, his auburn hair ne
The room is bathed in dim candlelight, casting flickering shadows on the lavish furnishings. King Kaldir, once a feared warlord, now sits alone on a grand chair, his demeanor shrouded in darkness. In his hand, he holds a gleaming silver knife, its blade glinting ominously. Eskaal, determined to confront Kaldir and seek justice for his actions, quietly enters the room. His eyes narrow as they fall upon the scene before him. He tenses, ready for whatever confrontation may come. Eskaal yells at him firmly. “Kaldir! What are you doing with that knife? Hah! Are you that coward now?” Kaldir starts, his grip on the knife tightening. He slowly turns to face Eskaal, his expression a mix of surprise and resignation. Kaldir becomes defensive. “Eskaal, it's not what you think.” Eskaal takes cautious steps closer, his gaze locked on the silver knife. Eskaal speaks with a skeptical look. “Explain yourself, Kaldir. What is that knife for? And this whole commotion?” Kaldir places the knife on a n