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Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 83.ZAHIR.
ZAHIRAs I prowled through the dense forest, my senses heightened by the presence of an intruder, I caught sight of a figure frozen in surprise. Moonlight bathed her features, revealing the unmistakable face of Serafina. My heart skipped a beat, torn between fury and surprise."What are you doing here?" I demanded, my voice rumbling with a blend of anger and concern. She stood before me, her eyes wide with shock, her trembling lips struggling to form a coherent response."I... I came for sightseeing," she stammered, her voice unsteady. Her words were laced with an attempt to deceive me, but her unease betrayed her true intentions.I observed her carefully, maintaining my disguise as a cloaked figure. It was not the time nor the place to reveal my true identity.A veil of amusement masked my true emotions as I replied, my voice dripping with faux concern, "Sightseeing? In this forbidden forest? You must be careful, remember what happened the last time. Thist is a dangerous place."Sera
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 84.ZAHIR
ZAHIRAs I stood there, my eyes fixed on Serafina's diminishing figure, a tumultuous storm raged within me. The scent of the human on het still lingered in the air, a constant reminder of the deception that had unfolded before me. It was evident, even to my perceptive senses, that she had been lying—her feeble attempt at deception falling short. She was a terrible liar. Why would she venture into the forest to meet with a human slave? That was utter crap. She was lying. So now, more importantly, who was the true recipient of her encounters? The questions echoed within my mind, demanding answers that remained just out of reach. I knew Serafina well enough to discern that she possessed neither a human female friend nor a genuine reason to meet with one. She had no friends in this Kingdom, when did she even have the chance to make one?She was a blatant liar. Her attempt to mislead me only served to deepen the mystery, and a surge of frustration coursed through my veins. What hidden
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 85.ZAHIR
ZAHIRI could feel the weight of my past burdens pressing against my chest, suffocating me in their relentless grip.Voices, like daggers of agony, pierced through the fabric of my thoughts, tearing at the fragile remains of my sanity. They echoed in my ears, a relentless chorus of hatred and fear. I could hear their shouts, their screams—the humans who had come to kill us, to extinguish our kind. Their harsh voices reverberated within me, an incessant symph weony of torment."Monsters! Filthy beasts!""Destroy them all! Show them no mercy!"Their words echoed in my mind, a haunting reminder of the pain and suffering we had endured at the hands of those who feared us. The memories of their hatred burned deep, etched into my very being. The wounds of the past had never truly healed, and now, they reopened, raw and bleeding.In the midst of this psychological storm, I felt a presence beside me—, Steven. He rushed to my side, his eyes filled with concern and compassion. His voice, an att
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 86.SERAFINA
SERAFINAThe night air was still and heavy with silence as I tiptoed back into my dimly lit quarters. The palace was enveloped in darkness, its occupants lost in the embrace of slumber. With each careful step, I could feel the weight of the day's events lingering upon my weary shoulders. The encounter in the forest had left me both exhilarated and anxious, a mix of conflicting emotions coursing through my veins.As I reached the corner of the room as a sigh escaped my lips. I could momentarily find solace and gather my thoughts. The soft glow of a single candle flickered, casting dancing shadows upon the walls, granting me a semblance of comfort in this labyrinth of torment.I sank down onto the threadbare cushion, my body yearning for rest, but my mind too restless to succumb to sleep. The events of the evening replayed in my mind like an endless loop, the meeting in the forest – with both Prince Arie and the Cloaked Lycan. The heaviness in my heart was pounding as I stared into t
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 87.SERAFINA
SERAFINA As I stood there, transfixed by the anguish etched upon King Zahir’s face, a profound sense of unease washed over me. I knew I had to help. The vulnerability that radiated from him was almost scary , consuming the room and seeping into my very being. My heart ached witnessing his torment, and an overwhelming desire to offer solace tugged at my core.But as I approached him, my steps cautious and unsure, something within him shifted.His wild, tormented eyes briefly focused on me, a glimmer of recognition mingling with desperation. And in that fleeting moment, as if drawn by an unseen force, he rushed toward me with desperate urgency.“Serafina,” he cried out, his voice laced with desperation and pleading. His hands grasped my arms, his touch both desperate and demanding. “Make it stop! Please, make it stop!”The sudden movement of his arms around me almost made me disintegrate from the shock and surprise. His arms around me felt so foreign and unusual, almost wrong. His
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 88.ZAHIR
ZAHIRI awoke early, my mind still heavy with the remnants of the restlessness. As I rose from my slumber, I scanned the room, expecting solitude, the familiar emptiness that greeted me every morning. But to my astonishment, there she lay, Serafina, occupying my bed.A surge of disbelief and frustration coursed through me, swiftly replacing the initial surprise. How dare she? How dare she invade my personal sanctuary without invitation? Anger, like a wildfire, consumed my being, fueling the rage that simmered within me. Without hesitation, I pushed her off the bed and she landed with a loud thump and a surprised yelp.My voice thundering through the room as I unleashed my wrath upon her, "What in the name of the gods do you think you're doing? How dare you enter my chamber and defile my bed!" I bellowed; my tone laced with fury. "S-Sire, I-I didn't m-mean to...and I-I'm s-sorry, I didn't m-mean any harm," Serafina stuttered, her words stumbling over one another in her anxious attemp
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 89.ZAHIR
ZAHIRI scanned the stables, the scent of fresh hay and the smell of the horses filling the air. The horse groomer, meticulously tended to the magnificent beasts, their muscular frames glistening under his skilled touch. I approached the scene, my eyes captivated by the grace and strength of these loyal creatures. Steven stood by my side, ready to receive my instructions. I took a moment to gather my thoughts before speaking. "Steven," I began, my voice carrying a hint of authority, "ensure that the supplies are packed with utmost precision and care. We cannot afford any oversights on this mission. And I hope the carriage is prepared already."Steven's eyebrows raised inquisitively, his eyes seeking further understanding. He dared to ask the question that lingered on his lips. "Certainly, your highness. The carriage is up and ready. Forgive me, Your Majesty, but may I inquire about the duration of our stay in the forest? It would help us prepare accordingly."A surge of irritation c
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 90.HERA
HERAI stood in my room, seething with anger and frustration. From the balcony, I had witnessed the King and Serafina leaving the palace. The sight pierced through my heart like a dagger. How could he choose her over me, me?My blood boiled with a mix of jealousy and betrayal. For years, I had been by his side, providing him with comfort and companionship. I had believed that I held a special place in his heart, that I was the one he turned to in times of need. But ever since this girl came to the palace , it has seemed that she had captured his attention somehow, drawing him away from me.The fire of my fury burned within me as I paced the room, my thoughts consumed by a storm of emotions. How dare he leave me behind, choosing another woman to accompany him? Did he not understand the depth of my devotion? Did he not see the lengths I would go to prove my love?In that moment, a darkness settled over my heart. I yearned to confront him, to demand an explanation for this betrayal. Bu
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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
