Orvyn's POV"And that was how she killed the fucking Mutes with just three strikes!" Conrad ended the story of Olive's heroic deeds to the listening men and women of Ulfric, sited quietly in the vast elongated hall. News about Olive had travelled round the island like wildfire. Nobles and commoners in drones infested the courtyard to have a glimpse of the descendant of Shannon. Lots of sea foods and fresh wine graced each table. I explained to Alpha Vladim why I arrived at his shore empty-handed. The Mutes took more from me than the assortment of fruits and herbs I intended to bring along with me as gifts to him. The old Alpha brushed it with a wave of his hand, and passed me a goblet of wine. According to him, Olive's presence in his House was the best gift he's received. From what I heard, music was a thing of the past in the House of Ulfric. Following the execution of the elders that betrayed him, Alpha Vladim placed an outrightly ban on public laughter and merriments. Those who
Olive's POV"Since the men are out to discuss personal matters concerning the realm, why don't we acquaint ourselves by getting to know each other, Queen Latifah?" I said, swirling the wine in my cup.She placed her goblet on the table, wearing a straight face. "What are you doing here, Olive?" "I'm only doing my duties as Luna to my mate. He needs more hands in the war to help him win against my father. That's why we're here," I said.She drew her brows together and crossed her fingers on the table. "If you're looking for a family reunion, you're not going to get it. I gave your father my heart and soul, but he abused me! That bastard-" she held back. The agony in her voice chilled my spine. "Your- your father abused the love I had for him. I was a fool to have fallen for his lies and flowery words. I don't want to remember the troubles he put me through. I want you to leave, before my husband suspects anything. I cannot jeopardize the peace I've built over the years because of you
Olive's POV"What?!" I whirled around to look at the sneaky old Alpha. "Is this a joke or something?" He walked majestically towards us with a tilt in his steps. Princess Adelaide had resurfaced into the hall. She raced through the hall to where her mother stod...to where our mother stood.Whether I liked the fact that the princess was my half sister or not, it's left to me to come to terms with it. But I'd never share my mate with her. Orvyn and I are mated, and there's no breaking our bond.Alpha Vladim raised his hands in mock surrender. "Easy, Princess. I'm not trying to break the bond between you and your heart-throb. I'm only trying to be reasonable here. Hear me out first, and I'll let you decide on what to do.""Hear you out? If this is you being reasonable, then I'm tempted to imagine how unreasonable you can be!" I half-yelled. "Do you know what it'll do to me, sharing my mate with your-" I pointed at my half sister, who was wearing a roguish grin. I swung my eyes back to A
Orvyn's POVAll my attempt at reaching Olive rebounded against a hard surface. She erected a wall between us, shutting me out of her head. Queen Latifah sat beside her on another chair, taking her hand in hers. My suspicion about them being related was gaining ground.I knew Olive gave up her happiness for my sake, sacrificing our bond on the table of reason for what she thought was right. But, I knew better. I was mad at her for not listening to me. Margaret would know what to do to help.My animal growled and howled relentlessly like a wounded wolf. The disconnection from our mate had singed his heart with a branded metal. Olive didn't spare me a glance. Her gaze dropped to her lap, fixated on her hands locked in Queen Latifah's hands. The queen mother offered her the motherly consolation she desired. "It's your lucky day, people of Ulfric!" Alpha Vladim got up from the chair, facing the hall. "A double celebration in a night is one hell of a way to lift the ban. Prepare for the ma
Orvyn's POVEverything about her happened so fast. Quickly, her arms were circling my neck, while she practically devoured the life out of my lips, like they were pieces of leftover bread tossed at dogs. She pushed me to the bed, lying on top of me, and moaning crazily between the kiss.She locked her fingers around mine and stretched me on the bed, dominating me. Her tongue parted my lips, making a cruel entry into my mouth. The moan deepened, as she wriggled over me.I lost control of my reins, mounted by a virgin princess with overcharged sexual energy. The citrusy flavor of her arousal swam into my nostrils. Without going under her, I could tell a river was flowing between her legs.What the hell?! She had no right to dominate me! She might possess a smashing body like Olive, but not her innocency and comportment. How can a virgin be so forward and ecstatic about her first sex?!The invasion was rough to a fault with slime of saliva smearing my face. Her tongue trailed the context
Olive's POVMother's hand on my shoulder was the only thing keeping me from falling apart. While the men and women partied into the night, I was freezing on the inside, dying for Orvyn's warmth. Princess Adelaide's moans flitting into my ears was upsetting my wolf. She snarled restively, and scolded me for giving up our mate like a cheap commodity.Queen Latifah resonated well with my predicament. For a whore who fought her way to the top, debarring all odds, she understood the pain that came with the separation from one's mate. My father might not have been the most faithful companion, a break in the mate bond came second after labour pains. As if it'd suppress the pain any lesser, I sat behind Orvyn during the commission of the marriage rites. Though, my ears clearly heard the exchange of their marital vows, I turned my eyes away from them. I couldn't bear watch Princess Adelaide kiss Orvyn. She made it a center of attention to humiliate me, taking on his lips in a way I'd never do
Olive's POVI ran to where Orvyn lay and lifted his trunk on my lap. "Orvyn, can you hear me?" I cried, smoothing the black silky fur on his forehead. His hand clasped his chest. He was in pain. "Orvyn, it's me, Olive. Please, say something. Open your eyes."Through teary eyes, I glared spitefully at the scared princess. They sat at the edge of the bed, holding each other. Queen Latifah had covered her with a fur coat, an arm tucked around her shoulder.A vein of jealousy bulged in my temples. I wanted mother to hold my hands too. I needed her. The princess was indeed shaken up that she trembled in mother's arms, still, I didn't give a damn. My temper was rising with every heart beat. "What did you do?" I rumbled."What we should be asking now is why Alpha Orvyn is a Lycan." Alpha Vladim chimed. "Has he always been a Lycan and know one knew anything about it?" He cast an accusatory look at Conrad and I."We are much in the dark as you are," I corrected. "I've seen him shift, and it's
Olive's POVNinety-nine percent of the time, I was half myself. Turning towards Orvyn, I hunched down beside him, paying deafness to the gushes of the Ulfrics, and the regretful cries from their stubborn Alpha.Serves him right.I palmed his chest, and immediately, I was transported to a different dimension. The sky was gloomy and bloody red. Everything was at a standstill, including the sea on which I stood. It's a wonder I stood afloat. "Orvyn, where are you?" I muttered, spinning about to catch a glimpse of Orvyn, or anything that looked like him.I saw him. Miles away, knees deep into the sea, The Mutes, conjoined as one, tormented him with their hand clasped around his jugular. He tried to fight his way out of their grip, but like before, he was no match for them."If he dies here, he dies in real life," a voice in my head noted aloud. "Hurry."Not again. Clenching my fist, the energy saturated me. I felt the presence of my predecessors, promising me aid, but for a limited time
Olive's POV"This is an outrage!" Archibald barked as the guards pulled him out of his house, together with his mate and son. "What is this about?" His angry eyes met Orvyn's frown. "I'm an elder of the Table. Why are you treating me like a criminal?!"Orvyn chose to remain silent, observing the situation keenly. Orvyn's turbulent emotions tugged at the mate bond, and I felt the urge to remind him I was here for him. He's angry someone in his pack- an elder at that- could abuse his kindness, choosing rather to betray him for my father.Conrad, Kent, Rufus, Walter, and a number of high ranking soldiers waited outside Archibald's house , while the guards ransacked every corner of his house to find any element of disloyalty that'd prove Alpha Cassian's story about the spy.I'm aware Archibald and Orvyn do not see eye to eye. He's Orvyn's major opposer during every council meeting, finding faults where none existed.Of course, anyone in Orvyn's place would nail the blame on Archibald. The
Cassian's POV"How long do I have to shout it to your fucking ears before you listen to me? Take me to your fucking Alpha, dummy!"I shouted, fuming behind the iron door. I knew the guard outside the door could fucking ear me. The nitwit chose to rather ignore me. There's no fucking time to waste loafing around. By now, preparations against the war should have begun. "Pipe down, man." For the first time since forever, the guard's reply came through the iron door. "My Alpha will come when he has your time. He's busy.""He's busy?!" I scoffed. Alpha Orvyn and Princess Olive are in the dark. They don't know what's coming, and they're not fucking ready to listen to me. "The only thing he should be busy about now is how to defend his House from the coming war!"Damnit! We're all going to die. Groaning, I channeled my frustrations to my fists and hauled it against the stone wall beside the door. The crunching sound of my knuckles against the hard surface reached my ears. A broke a bone or
Olive's POV I landed before the wall with a thud, causing the mud to absorb my boots. Albeit, my eyes remained on my target, unmoving. He and the girl were on their knees between four arm Vagamor soldiers with their hands tied behind their backs. The fucker suffered a split lower lip. Blood trickled out of his left temple, running down his hairy chin.Last time I saw him, he was clean shaven. Not that I cared about his appearance, though.I had a right to examine my kill.Bad blood is bad blood.My gaze shifted briefly to the terrified girl beside him. She'd sustained minimal injuries compared to the dickhead. Her jaws dropped to the ground as her eyes widened in awe and fear, seeing me in full power.Alpha Cassian and the men had the same expression on their faces, although they tried to act tough.I jumped out of the mud stylishly, landing on a more solid ground few meters before them, eyes darkened with rage. I closed my eyes and allowed my powers take total control. I knotted
Olive's POVI was warped into oblivion before the guard ended his message. The room inexplicably became suffocating for me to breath in. My worn nerves came alive with an impossible strength; an unearthly surreal strength I was fast getting used to. See who came knocking right at the door.Fucking Alpha Dickhead Cassian.I saw white and my nostrils burned with rage, setting my entire system on fire as I recalled the hateful things he did to me. The contemptuous leer on his face when he ripped my clothes off me; the deplorable manner at which he parted my legs, cackling to his heart's content, while he pinned me to the bed with his hands on my wrists above my head. They all came rushing into my head in a barrage, fueling me with brute scorching rage.He violated me for hours, despite my agonizing pleas, squeezing the best out of my breasts . I begged him to reconsider until I felt something for him, but he only grew monstrous, turning def ears to all my cries.I thought of calling fa
Orvyn's POV "How is she?" I asked Emilia.She went round the bed in Olive's former room with a bowl of greenish concoctions in her hand. The same mixture she'd been feeding Queen Latifah for the past three days. Her face had totally healed from the pummeling Olive pelted on it, but she still lay unconscious.Olive and Princess Adelaide sat on either side of the bed, holding their mother's hand, physically distressed. Conrad and I stood side by side at the foot of the bed, comforting our mates when necessary in few words and subtle touches.She dropped the half-filled bowl on the nightstand beside the bed, heaving deeply, dark circles under her eyes. "She's a fighter. She'll come out of it when she wants to."Olive, who had understandably turned pale over the period turned to Emilia, "Are you trying to tell me you don't know when she'll open her eyes?" She climbed out of the bed and gripped Emilia's shoulder's, frightening the older woman. "Tell me, when will my mother be fully healed
Cassian's POVSoon, I was in the courtyard, standing at a large round table. Alpha Kazamir and his fucking Beta were waiting for me, together with three other men.I folded my arms across my chest, looking from one brazen face to the other. My pulse did a thump, as I settled my gaze on Alpha Kazamir. His black orbs seemed to pry into my eyes. Drustian told him; a certainty I was damn sure of.What now? My head to the gallows?"Why did you send for me?" I asked conversationally, cloaking my fear. It'd be game over, standing few inches from him, fidgeting. If today is judgement day, let it come...quick."Isn't it enough?" He said, wearing a cold smirk.Yup, he knew. Drustian told him."Look, I don't care what you want to do to me. Just make it quick. I'm tired of being humiliated like a fucking Omega," I resigned fearlessly.Where the boldness was coming from mattered less to me. I held on to it, teeth clenched.A friend crossed his face as he exchanged puzzled glances with the men at
Cassian's POVTilting my head, I essayed a chuckle. "You're joking, right?"I forced myself to believe she was not suggesting what I feared it sounded like. A year with Alpha Kazamir had told me he was not the type to be double-crossed. I know what the fucker was capable of, and I know the penalty for betraying him- death; a gruesome, bloody, slow passing away of the spirit from the body.She sat up and grabbed my hand in hers. "Hear me out first, and I'll let you take the final decision. Whatever you decide, I'll respect it, but I want you to think about it carefully before giving me an answer."She's fucking serious. "Okay. What have you been thinking about?" I asked calmly, in spite of my thudding heart.She licked her lips and exhaled sharply. Those pouty lips of hers had a permanent say on me. I don't mind her going on her knees between my legs the hundredth time, moaning on my cock. "Think about it, ever since the beginning of your parley with Alpha Kazamir, he'd never been co
Cassian's POV"Fuck!" I exclaimed huskily, eyes shut, head thrown back in ecstacy.Rhoda bobbed her head back and forth on my cock, swirling her tongue along the crown of my cock. She held the base of my cock with both hands, massaging my balls with her slender hands. Saliva slathered her fingers, adding an extra flavor of pleasure to the intimacy.Damnit! She's good with this thing.I weaved my hands into her scalp and pushed myself into her throat. She opened her jaws wider and braced her hands on my waist, her fingers digging into my butt.Sweat glistened on her body and I took a moment to admire how pretty she looked. "I can't stop wanting you," I groaned. "How can you be so fucking perfect? Are you even human?!"She looked up at me, smiling mischievously. When I thought I'd seen her at her best, she stood to her feet and pushed me to the bed with one finger.I fell back on the bed, meeting the lean smirk on her small lips. She climbed the bed and straddled her legs over my cock,
Olive's POVEvery evening had me sweating hard, hitting a dummy or doing some rigorous exercises. Quoting mother verbatim, she made me to understand that 'To whom much is bestowed, much is sacrificed.' True to her word, she showed no mercy.I thought Princess Adelaide was being hard on me, but mother topped the leaderboard as the most merciless trainer in the realm.At first, we began with push-ups, doing all available variations. My worst nightmare came to pass when she made me do knuckle push-ups. I was this close to losing it. The eyes watching us restrained me from shedding tears.Fuck!Whoever invented this damn exercise did it to shame the hell out of me.Other than the stress it caused on my chest and shoulder blades, it darkened my fingers and made my once pretty fingers ugly slender twigs. Although Orvyn never minded, in fact, he kisses them every night before we make out in bed, yet, the sight of my hands upset me. 'It strengthens your core and gives you more power to strik