AryaI stare at Arthur kneeling in front of me with a hopeful light in his eyes and I nearly cry.This has been my dream for the longest time, to be loved like this. To be appreciated like this. Who would have thought that the one who will make all my dreams come true is the goofy, flirtatious, and weird guy that I met in a kingdom I didn’t even know I belong to?I feel like a true princess staring at the diamond ring in the box. He got that just for me. To ask my hand in marriage. This feels like a perfect ending to a fairytale, but I know that this will only be the beginning for us.“Yes,” I whisper, tears streaming down my cheeks. “Yes, I will marry you.”I don’t wait for him to put the ring on my finger. I take it from the box and put it on myself, which makes him laugh. Then he throws aside the box to hug me, lift me off my feet, and kiss me firmly on the lips.And just like that, I feel the swirl of desire all over again.I wrap my legs around his waist, making sure that my core
AryaThat night, I can't sleep, but it's not for bad reasons anymore. I lie in bed wide awake, staring at the gorgeous diamond ring on my finger and remembering everything that happened today.I will be the princess next week, and it would be official. And there's the possibility of me getting married the very same day.It's going to be everything I ever wanted, all in the same day.I don't want to close my eyes. Everything feels so good that I'm scared that it could all just be a dream. I keep staring at the ring on my finger, just reveling at the memory of Arthur proposing.But my body is conjuring another memory.I close my eyes and lie back on my pillow, taking a deep breath. I can still smell Arthur on my skin, and I can perfectly recall his hands on me, his mouth on mine, and his hardness grinding against my core.Instantly, I get wet.Before I knew it, my hand is already creeping under my covers, slipping into my shorts and under my panties.And I let myself get immersed with t
AryaThe Rogues bare their teeth and start to lunge at me. I manage to kick the first one who charged but then the others come in much too quickly.They don’t bother shifting into their beast forms. They remain human, trying to scratch any part of me that they can reach. Pain erupts in my body and I try to push them, but the others just sneak behind me and sink their teeth into my skin.A scream escapes my mouth and I try to run, but more Rogues run towards me and attack me.I look up at Levi and he’s watching me with his eyes blank and expressionless, with a smirk on his lips.And I just feel his enjoyment emanating from him.He clearly likes watching me in pain. He wants this to happen. He wants me to suffer. He wants me to die. . . .Then I snap awake, my heart racing so fast in my chest that I’m gasping for breath. I put my hand on my heart to try to steady it, but it’s not working.All I can think about is the dream. I can still feel the bites and the scratches all over me, the p
AryaPregnant.The word repeats itself in my head over and over like some kind of a broken record, and my whole world just melts away at that moment. My chest feels tight and it's almost like the sensation I had when I just woke up from the nightmare.The girl who whispered that to her friend is about to leave, but I use my instincts to turn around and snatch her arm to call her attention.She turns to me and tries to flick my hand off, the she sees my face. Her entire face turns pale and she starts to open and close her mouth like a fish out of water."What did you say?" I ask in a low voice. "What did you say about me?""Nothing," she says after a beat, but her eyes are welling with guilt and I already heard the rumors she is starting to spread. "I don't even know you. . . .""Liar." I take a step forward and grip her arm tighter, making her yelp. "Repeat to me what you just said to your friend. I want to hear it.""I. . . ." She trails off and swallows hard. "I don't know what you
AryaDays pass and everything is alright at school. Arthur’s announcement was the exact thing that broke the rumors and brought back some normality in my life at school.Instead of pointing at me and whispering behind my back, the girls at school suddenly approach me to ask to see the ring and congratulate me.Believe it or not, even the girls that my friends got into a fight with are now approaching me and trying to be my friend.The preparations for the coronation and my birthday are in full bloom. Day and night, the people in the palace are all busy decorating and building things.It’s Friday today, and tomorrow is the big event.There are so many people in the palace, all of them busy with decorations. As I get out of my room and head down the stairs, I see so many men lifting a whole column heading to the ballroom.“Wow that is massive,” Iris says in my head. “They really are gearing up for you, girl.”“I know!” I tell her excitedly. “I’m so excited for the whole reveal!”“Don’t
Levi“Is everyone ready?” I call on to Theo and Daniel.We’re in my room right now, all fixing our suits for the debut and coronation of the Lycan princess. My hands are shaking and I honestly don’t know what I’m feeling right now, but I still try to keep a cool interior even though deep inside I just want to scream.My mom’s words are still floating in my head, and I don’t think they ever left since that time we had breakfast together."We were thinking . . . maybe you will find a mate in the Golden Moon Kingdom. Maybe the reason why you can't find your mate here is that you're mated to a Lycan."Maybe she’s right. Or maybe my real mate is just in a Lycan Kingdom, maybe waiting to be rescued.I got myself ready for this big occasion, not only for the formalities but for the possibilities as well. I have some small weapons hidden in my suit, and my wolf is ready to pounce in case of trouble.“All ready, Alpha,” Theo and Daniel say at the same time.Since the whole fiasco that they tri
LeviBlack. All things suddenly turn black and I can’t stop myself spiraling into the void. I stumble back and collide against someone but I don’t care anymore.The only thing I can see is her smiling face and the way that the man beside her is looking at her full of love.It’s been so long since I’ve seen her. I’ve been beating myself up thinking of her.Arya was never dead. She is indeed the one that the Rogues have seen, the young woman who was washed on the banks of that river that night and saved by the Lycans.For the past nights I have allowed myself to imagine a good meeting between us. I imagined her distraught and not treated well, taking kindly to me saving her. I know that that is such a bad thought but I allowed myself to hope.And now that she is here. . . .Daniel is saying something to me and Theo is also speaking, but their voices are drowned when the King speaks again and the people clap and cheer.“Escorting her is our very own warrior, Arthur Basset, her beloved an
LeviMy whole body freezes and lights on fire at the same time. The moment her eyes meet mine, the world around us disappears. It feels like there’s only two of us now, just looking at each other like it’s the first time.That’s when it occurs to me that I shouldn’t leave. I shouldn’t run away this time.I should go up there and tell everyone that she is not betrothed to anybody. That she has a mate and that’s me.With my newfound courage, I start to make my way towards the stage again, this time trying to go from the side angle. Daniel and Theo both jump in front of me.“What the hell are you doing?” Daniel hisses. “Are you trying to embarrass our pack? Can’t you just wait until Arya comes to see us?”I want to scream at him and tell him that waiting would be no use and this is urgent, but I just shake off his hand from my shoulder. “Will you please just leave me alone?”Theo is the one who steps in next, pushing me back and away from the stage. “Alpha, Daniel has a point. There’s no
LeviI tighten my hands around Lauren’s throat, feeling it pulse under my touch. There’s the level of satisfaction to that that I can’t explain.It's dark and it's something that I don't even want to acknowledge, but I would be lying if I say that it doesn't feel good.As I watch her eyes grow bigger with alarm, I feel more and more determined to end it this way. With her right under my hands, trying to fight off the force of my strength around her neck.I hate her, I realize as I try my best to finish her off and get this over with forever. She might just be an accomplice to her shitty brother, but she knows what she's doing.And if tonight is proof, I would say that she's not as innocent as she pretends to be. She's perfectly capable of making choices that would fuck other people up even more. She knows what she's doing.I still want to know so many things, like how she got to copy the scent of Arya and why she needed it anyway, when I can just tell completely that she's not my mate
LeviMy heart nearly gets stuck inside my throat. I want to scream, but I find that I can’t. The pain in my chest is still much too great for that, and I hate that I’m not even sure I’m seeing the right thing.Is Lauren really here, or am I just manifesting the stupid dreams and thinking that I am seeing her?I blink rapidly to see if she is indeed there, and to my horror, the image of her smiling in the corner doesn’t vanish. She’s walking close to the bed I’m lying on, but Gammie doesn’t even move. She doesn’t even flinch. I know for a fact that she’s a very sensible old woman who can practically feel everything, so this worries me.I look at Lauren again and see that she's getting closer and closer, and as though to confuse me further, she touches the side of Gammie's shoulder.And the woman doesn't flinch.Is Lauren real right now? Because I can hear her footsteps. I can smell her scent. I can tell that she's getting closer to me and she feels very much solid right now.Could this
LeviI was locked in a constant state of dreams and uncomfortable thoughts when they were operating on me.Part of me was conscious, but a bigger part of me just wasn’t. It was constantly floating in a state of blankness and anxiety, just a mish mash of things that shouldn’t go together. Sometimes I find myself dreaming of my parents and my childhood. Sometimes I find myself dreaming of my teenage years and my short days as an Alpha.But most of the time, I was dreaming of Arya.However, when I was about to wake up, I was dreaming of something else entirely. Something that resonated with my fear, the reason why I thought about bringing down the whole arena instead of participating in the fight that Connor and Lauren wanted to see.* * *In my dream, it was nighttime, and the lights in the arena are almost blinding me. My heart is pounding so fast that I feel like it's going to give out any moment. There are so many people around us. Too many, in my opinion. And they're all looking at
Arya“Arthur,” I mutter, his name leaving my lips like a plea as I shift around in his bed. I know perfectly well that I’m sleeping, but I also know that even in this state, Arthur is still the one in my mind. My Lycan, my mate, my love. Even though I know consciously that our relationship is in jeopardy because of his choices, I still want him, and he’s still the face I long to see in my dreams.And in my dream, I see him getting dragged away by the Rogues.“No!” I yell, but in this dream world, I’m voiceless. I’m powerless. All I can do is stand there while my mate gets clawed at by the dirty outcasts. All I can do is watch while he screams for me.“Help me, Arya!” His voice rings out in the darkness of our background. “Don’t let them take me!”He holds out his hand to reach for me. I extend my arm to get him. However, he’s already too far. He’s already too close to the mouth of the dark tunnel they’re taking him to. One of the Rogues, seeing that he has his hand outstretched, kick
AryaMy mouth goes dry at the sight of Arthur.He closes the distance between us, getting on top of me and taking both of my hands before putting them over my head.His lips are urgent on mine, intent on devouring. I can feel his hardness against my thighs. His hungry mouth travels down to my neck and on my collar bones, lower down to my breasts. When his warm mouth closes over my nipple, I almost explode. He sucks it, his tongue sweeping over it until I feel feverish. I close my eyes, not even aware that he let go of my hands until he starts to squeeze my other breast.He pulls his head away from my nipple and begins to suck the other. My hips are moving on their own. I'm so wet I can feel myself dripping on the sheets.I bury my hand in his hair, moaning loudly. But he's not done with me, cause before I knew it, his lips are traveling lower again. Until his face is between my legs. Lucien grabs my thighs and pries them apart. Then he leans forward, sweeping his tongue on my wet core
AryaLike an idiot, I turn to Arthur and ask, “About what?”He laughs softly, but the humor doesn’t reach his eyes. There’s a certain hint of sadness there, combined with another emotion that I can’t really place. Either way, seeing it in his eyes is throwing me a little off balance. I want to come with him and get to the bottom of it, but at the same time, I feel like he’s so serious that I don’t want to find out what he wants to say.“Just come with me,” he says gently. “Please?”“Well, of course,” I say, glancing back at Levi who is now sleeping soundly. “Who will be watching him? He can’t stay here alone, can he?”"I'm right here," Nancy says all of a sudden, appearing seemingly out of thin air. She wedges herself into the room and immediately comes to look at Levi, adjusting something on the IV that he's connected to. "I will be watching over him for the night. You two go talk, okay?""Thank you, Nancy," Arthur says, then he turns to me with that very same smile that doesn't reac
AryaMy heart leaps with joy. It’s something that I haven’t felt in what seems like forever, and I can feel it spreading all over me like a warm ray of sunshine. A smile appears on my face, and I look at Arthur.“He’s awake,” I whisper, and even I have to notice the sheer relief in my voice. “He’s alright. He made it. . . .”Arthur smiles at me and leans over to kiss my forehead. “I know, and I’m happy. Now go talk to him okay?”I nod, and with that I go with Nancy, who suits me up with a protective layer of clothing before we go inside.They have converted the infirmary room into a real hospital room. There are machines beeping everywhere, and there are also potions emitting sweet smelling steam somewhere in the room. There are some tools laying around, but the only thing that catches my attention is Levi lying down on the bed, his pillows fluffed up to prop him up into a sitting position.His face is pale, and his hair is slicked back over his handsome face with sweat. I can tell th
Arya“What is it?” I ask Nancy with my voice shaking immensely. I get up from my seat but I feel like the ground is lurching under my feet and I feel like I’m going to fall over if I don’t have something to cling onto. Thankfully, Arthur gets up and offers his arm to me. “What’s the problem?”Nancy hesitates, and I honestly hate how angry I became just in that moment. I want to scream at her and tell her that I am not playing games around here, that if something is up, then I must know immediately because I’ve been waiting for a long time to hear about him. Besides, the only person he has right now is me. His parents are not here and the others are back at the pack. I am the only one he has. . . .“Please,” I just say in a strained voice, looking at her and wanting to get on my knees and beg and corner her at the same time. Emotions are just running high inside my chest and I want nothing more but to know. “Please, what is happening? Is Levi okay? Will he make it?”“The truth is, I do
Arthur My blood goes cold. I swallow hard, thinking of what to say, but my mouth is completely dry and my throat is closing up. I want to assure Levi that I won’t leave him here, but he’s looking at me like he’s daring me to say those words just so he could reject them completely. So instead of talking it through with him and risking any rejection, I lift him up to his knees and very carefully start to chip away at the piece of rock lodged inside his body. Thankfully, the rock is easy to chip off, as it seems to be made of hardened mud instead of actual stone. I manage to clip it down close to his body so it won’t move or damage anything inside him. He kept groaning and screaming the entire time, and I just had to close my hearing so that I wouldn’t hear it and experience the pain of seeing him go through it. When I’m done, I take him into my arms, not caring about how weird it could look or what he has to say, and it seems that he still has a lot to say. As though to prove my poi