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AdeolaWHAT DO YOU THINK SERAFINA WILL DO IF SHE FINDS ZAHIR IS THE CLOAKED LYCAN???
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Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 166-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. My heart nearly flew out of my mouth at the sound of his voice. I hadn't expected him to be back so soon. Pushing to my feet, I grabbed my clothing and placed it over my chest to cover my nakedness because I was feeling slightly uncomfortable with how hard his voice had sounded. His gaze was cold, steely and for a moment, I was forced to believe it wasn't Zahir standing before me. It wasn't the man who had whispered softly in my ears and asked me to talk if I was not comfortable. He was the same man who had cuddled me to sleep, who had made me feel really comfortable. But now, he looked so cold. It was so cold that I could feel the chills in my bones. "What are you doing underneath my bed?" I gave it a glance before shaking my head. "Nothing. Just picking up my dress." I laughed nervously. "You should leave." He said and began to take off his clothing. The embarrassment that washed over me was otherworldly and as I put my dress back on, I tried not to glance at him. He
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 167–ZAHIR
ZAHIRI'd been restless all morning. Waking up to see Serafina sleeping peacefully beside me had set a release clause. One that had me climbing out of the bed in order for her not to wake up and leaving the room. I closed my eyes and sighed before taking a sit on my swivel chair. Last night was everything for me. She’d been willing, wanton and totally desiring to be claimed by me. She had surrendered herself totally to me and I had enjoyed fucking her. I wanted more. You know, I'd have woken her up with my cock in her but that fear of the unknown still remained settled inside of me. Only for me to return to see her still in my room, kneeling underneath my bed with my cloak in my hand. It scared the shit out of me. I still had no idea why I was afraid of her finding out about the alter ego I created. Probably the fear that she was going to hate me for identifying as two persons, maybe. Well, my era of being the cloaked Lycan was over so there was no need to feel this paranoi
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 168-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. My feet sank into a puddle and when I looked down, I realized I was standing in a marsh. It was where this all started; the realization that I was somewhere else. The critters of nocturnes floated into my ears and an owl hooted in the distance, sending a wave of panic washing over me. I looked around me to see grasses, reeds and sedges growing around me in scattered patterns. I was also surrounded by water and when I looked up, I realized it was a dark, starless and moonless night. I knew I had to get the hell out of the marsh so I began to wade in the opposite direction, hoping it took me to dry land. As I waded through the marsh, I heard a voice calling my name and turned immediately, nearly tripping and falling into the water. "Serafina!" It came again. An oddly familiar feminine voice that sounded like it was coming in the northern direction so I began to follow the sound, still hoping it took me to dry land. The hem of my dress was already wet and it was starting
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 169–ZAHIR
ZAHIR. She sobbed into my chest as I gathered her into my arms. I'd never been this happy that she was awake. I'd believed she was never going to come back and even with that slight conviction, I had stayed by her side, hoping and wishing she would finally wake up. I kissed the top of her head again and closed my eyes. "Serafina, it's okay. I am here. Right beside you." Slowly, she calmed down. Her cries softened to sobs before becoming tremors and sniffles. "You're okay," I whispered into her hair. Once she nodded, I led her back to my bed. We took a seat and I cradled her in my arms. Tipping her face towards me, she looked into my eyes. Her eyes were red and teary but it was a sign of life. A sign that she was alive. And I was so happy. More than relieved. I don't think I've ever been this happy my whole life. "You drove me crazy, Serafina. You don't know how crazy I went when I was told you were unconscious. I thought I was going to lose you. It scared my shitless
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 170–SERAFINA
SERAFINA. "You drove me crazy, Serafina. You don't know how crazy I went when I was told you were unconscious. I thought I was going to lose you. It scared my shitless and I just...I fucking lost it. I was stupid enough to think I didn't need you. That I could do without you and that you meant nothing to me." I was still sinking in the words he had time me before he left. I was definitely not in my right senses when I heard his heartfelt confessions. It was probably my mind playing games with me. It had to be. But here he was, seated right beside me with my tray of food on his lap as he spooned food into my mouth. He fed me like I was a little baby. With so much tenderness and carefulness. One of the easily sexiest things he'd done had to be when he wiped off the mayonnaise that stained my lips and licked it up. I felt weak to my knees. It was all true. He really was treating me so softly. It made my chest squeeze. It made me feel good but it didn't eliminate the conflicting though
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 171–HERA: HIS MISTRESS
HERA. "Fuck!" I groaned and immediately pushed my finger into my mouth. I had cut myself while trying to cut through the stalk of a plant. Hell, I had no idea what I was doing and for things to only get worse, this sharp knife cut through my skin. It had been almost a week since I arrived at this cottage. It wasn't so bad according to peasant standards but for me, someone who had lived in luxury all her life, it was more of a nightmare to me. Who lived here anyway? The most annoying thing was that I had to do literally everything myself. Zahir had made sure I didn't come here with any maids to assist me. He had only sent guards after me to keep an eye on me. If that wasn't the greatest insult of the century, then I had no idea what it was. Because Zahir had humiliated me, wounded my pride and punctured my ego several times. The first day, I was so angry that I decided to do nothing. I practically slept through the evening and when I woke up, I was extremely hungry. The thought of
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 172-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. My body was wrapped in a red ball gown. I was seated before the large bay window in Zahir's room and all I could identify myself as was a mannequin. Dahlia helped in taking off my dress and I moved over to the bathroom before slipping into the hot tub and basking in the warmth of this scented water. I closed my eyes and leaned against the marble tub, plunging back into my thoughts. Yes. I saw myself as one. A painted woman who had gone from believing in the sheer power of love, passion and desire to a woman who sat and waited from morning till night for her master to return so she could serve him her body that had marinated all day to be ravished by him. How strange did that feel? That a woman who thought there was something between her and a man had suddenly become whom she dreaded the most. A mistress. I couldn't get used to it. It felt so weird now to walk beside Zahir when he needed me, to feel the judgmental gazes of the people on me as we wa
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 173–SERAFINA
SERAFINA. Lifting me out of the water, Zahir carried me out of the bathtub, not minding if water dripped from our bodies. My arms were wrapped around his neck to keep me stable and our skin gilded against each other when he took us to the room. Gently laying me on the bed, he began to kiss my skin, right from my collarbone to my belly, taking his time as he went on. I closed my eyes and sank my teeth into my lower lip as the sensation of ecstacy engulfed me. Zahir inhaled softly. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever experienced. He hovered above me, smiling softly as his fingers grazed my breasts before he covered his mouth over my nipple. I gasped, feeling a wave of intense ecstasy engulf me. My eyes rolled to the back as he kept going. He slipped his fingers through my hair and pulled his mouth from my nipple before kissing me and parting my legs. I received him with all alacrity, arching my hip towards him as his tip nubbed my entrance. I gasped when he slowly slipped inside of me
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Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King THE END: AUTHOR’S NOTE.
Yes, the book has come to and end! God, it fills me with so much joy to have finally give. This book a befitting ending☺️ I would like to say a big thank you to my readers for putting up with me and still sticking around to read my book. Special shout outs readers with the names Pab, Debra LeBaron Mixer and Chanlin Davies! Y’all are the real MVPs who also almost made me cry whenever I didn’t update and I read your comments, lol. Although I understand that it all came from a place of love for my book and I am so grateful! Thank you so much for coming on this journey with Zahir and Serafina! Now, I know some commonly asked questions. Will there be bonus chapters? Well, I’m thinking about but chances are…I won’t, lol because it will be a huge spoiler for the next book. Yes, the heard right, the next book!☺️In case you haven’t noticed, our dearest human and Lycan couple are having the first hybrid! You did not also forget the prophecy too, did you? Haha😅Well, writing the next book s
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 187-THE END?
ZAHIR It was still dusk and the first morning light was yet to appear. The silence was deafening and I was sure that if I screamed, my voice was going to ring around the whole of Lycaronia. I was relieved. So relieved that everyone was able to escape. I had watched Serafina leave with King Zach and Dahlia in the carriage, not calming down until I got information that they were out of the boundaries. It was just me. Even Steven had left with the others. I had ridden him with the duty of taking care of everything until my return, if it ever happened. But I knew I had to end this once and for all so I stayed back and waited for the Prince to arrive. He was going to meet the shock of his life. I mounted my horse and rode to the eastern part of the boundary as King Zach instructed. According to him, he was going to be coming in through that direction. So I waited on my horse, rage boiling through me when I heard the sound of heavy hooves beating and drawing close to the b
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 186-ZAHIR
ZAHIR. Several men were stationed in different parts of the border. In less than an hour, the human army had filled the whole place, coming with horses, chariots and carriages. They all helped in informing people. They went from house to house, warning the people about an impending attack while the others helped in the evacuation. Some families left with their vehicles while some were helped into carriages and transported to different Kingdoms. It was safer that way. This went on for several hours nonstop but this didn't eradicate the panic that filled my soul. I remained restless, making enquiries on how things were going on functional posts. I was assured not to worry by Steven. "Where are they being evacuated to though?" Steven asked when he returned from his inspector to give me details of what was happening. "They would have to stay in the Kingdoms for the main time. It's the only option we have because Aries is probably on his way here. We can't risk him finding
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 185–ZAHIR
ZAHIR. It had to be a dream of some sorts because I didn't believe it was King Zach standing before us. A bigger dream that Serafina was carrying my child. If anyone told me two surprises couldn't coexist, I could easily debunk their statement with these scenarios happening before me. As soon as he set eyes on Serafina, his lips trembled as tears filled his eyes. He moved towards her, his arms spread out to wrap her in a hug but I stretched out my hand, stopping him as he made a move. "How dare you?" I asked, my voice in a low rumble. "What are you doing here? How did you get into my Kingdom?" My eyes narrowed on him. He raised both of his hands in surrender, his expression giving nothing away. "I mean no harm. I am here with good intentions." "Then state it." I gritted out, ignoring Serafina who stood beside me, moving from one side to the other. "I am here to warn you about something," He continued, then his eyes darted towards Serafina. "I am sure she know
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 184-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. A gust of wind blew my hair forwards and I forced it back behind my ear before taking in my environment. I was standing on a pier. I recognised this immediately. Turning, I began to walk out of the pier towards the sandy beaches. I was finally back to my mother and this time, I wanted to remain here for good. I wanted to be with my mother. I was done going through all the pain and suffering and didn't want to go back anymore. Being here, right where my mother was, mattered the most to me and I was glad to finally make my way back here. I caught sight of her. She was still dressed in the same clothing. She was gathering sticks to make a fire and when she caught sight of me coming towards her, they dropped to the ground and she straightened. I stopped before her with a teary smile on my face and she pulled me into a hug. We remained in silence until she pulled away and wiped the tears off my cheek. "I want to remain here with you, mother. I don't want to go bac
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 183–ZAHIR
ZAHIR. For days, I stayed locked up in my room, drinking my life away and inflicting pain on her when I had the chance to. It was equivalent to inflicting pain on myself but I was unable to stop myself, unable to stop this pain in my chest. Hell, I was far more miserable than she was, beating myself up each time I inflicted pain on her. But there was nothing I could do about it. I was long gone. Things had gone awry in a space of a few days since finding her rummaging my things. I had sent her out in anger and so much hurt. Hell, I had expected her to say something to pacify me at least. Something she really meant and not some stupid fucking apology. Then I thought she had escaped from the palace, unable to take more from me. It had put me through so much panic. I knew how I had searched for her while beating myself up for putting her through a lot only for her to coke running back to me herself. My anger had returned, only intensifying when I caught a whiff of an all too famili
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 182-HERA:His Mistress.
HERA. Thunk! Sweat dropped from my brows as I kept cutting wood with a heavy ax. Well, it wasn't so heavy but with how I had moved from a position where maids were at my beck and call, this was a fucking downgrade. But that didn't really matter right now. Not even the splinter that pierced through the other surface of my skin. I pulled it out and continued to split wood, sweat pouring down my back. Once I was done, I gathered the wood in my arm and took it to the furnace where I usually cooked, dropping them all to the floor and looking down at my palm. With every passing day, it was a countdown to the tone Zahir would tire of Serafina and come back to me. Very soon, I was going to be out of this terrible place and in his arms once again. Hours ago, I'd been returning from the river after going to fetch water for my hut. It was really far away and I was so exhausted and had been on the verge of breaking down and bursting into tears. I had cursed Serafina in my mind, wish
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 181-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. "Remain still and I'll let you go. I mean no harm." A distinct familiar voice said from behind me. I nodded and the hold was released. Turning, it was Prince Aries standing before me. My eyes widened in surprise and I blinked to be sure I wasn't seeing an apparition. I had seen a lot of that recently and I wasn't sure what to believe anymore. He smiled. "Yes, it's me. I know you don't believe but it's me, Sera, it’s Aries." "I know who you are," I blinked, taking a few steps back and wondering if I should be happy about this development or if I should feel uncomfortable. However, I couldn’t hide my shock. It’s the second time Aries has found his way into Lycaronia somehow. “How are you here?” In one move, he was standing before me, his eyes light with cheer. Then he pulled me into a tight hug, wrapping his arms around me and filling me with his warmth. I was just taking all of this in when he pulled slightly away and cupped my cheeks. His lips brushed mine in a so
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 180-SERAFINA.
SERAFINA. In a space of one day, things had fallen apart. So bad that I couldn't even pick up the pieces. I'd be thrown out of his chambers thereby, reducing me from the post of his mistress to a mere slave once again. I had returned to my room in a teary mess, trying not to think of how he had looked at me with utter disdain, like he couldn't stand me. How had he gone from being all over me to barely wanting me to be in his presence? As much as I tried not to think too much about it, I was greatly hurt by it. I couldn't stand the gossip from the maids either. Whenever I passed by a group, all they did was glance at each other, their gazes telling tales I didn't need to hear verbally. A few of them were bold enough to whisper when I passed by. I couldn't even snap at them to stop. That respect had been stripped off like it was never even there. I had lost favor in the sight of the king, they said. He must have gotten tired of me because I couldn't satisfy his needs, all
