Tyris“Lord Tyris, slow down,” Serena cried out. She was actually crying. I had her in my clutch for less than thirty minutes and I could already see tears dropping from her eyes. Pathetic. “Shut up!” I ordered, my hand meeting with her cheek and tapping it profusely. Grabbing her legs, I hung them on my shoulders, shoving my length even deeper inside her as she screamed out. I couldn’t even tell if she would actually survive or pass out but I knew I was enjoying her moans, screams, and cries. She came twice already and I still was not done with her. Heck, she wasn’t here to be pleased. She came here, voluntarily, to please me. I warned Serena often but she always came back here for more, so no matter how much she begged or cried out for me to stop, she knew I never listened until I was satisfied. Knowing this, she could have easily avoided me, to equally avoid my wrath on her in bed, but for some reason, Serena always came crawling back. “Maybe she has a pain kink?” Nile, my w
Denera I shuffled around the bed, every muscle in my body hurt but it was worth it and I would do it all over again. The sun had risen and I could hear birds once again chirping happily. A huge smile formed on my face and I turned on the bed again before opening my eyes. My expectations were cut short and my smile dropped a bit when I noticed the other side of the bed was empty. Rockan?I sighed, coming to the conclusion that even after the mating ceremony yesterday, he still didn’t sleep in the same room as me. “Good morning, little mate," Rockan's familiar voice called out, drawing my attention away from the empty space beside me on the bed.I quickly sat upright, clutching the bed sheets to cover my naked form as I turned to face him. A wide smile spread across my face at the sight of my mate, freshly emerging from the shower. His hair was still damp, water droplets glistening on his chiselled physique, and I felt a familiar warmth blossom within me."Good morning, Rockan," I
RockanA low growl erupted from me when I heard my grandmother from across the other side of the door. “Go away!” I demanded, hoping she obeyed. I pulled Denera back closer to me, needing to have her wrapped around me again. “Rockan,” she called out and I sighed, knowing she was going to protest now. “Shouldn’t this be our honey moon or something?” I frowned, face-palming myself. “It doesn’t apply to rulers of an entire kingdom!” Grandma yelled out, eavesdropping on our conversation. “Everyone could hear the both of you from the farthest pack last night!”I watched Denera’s eyes widen in embarrassment and I smirked down at her, remembering how loud her moans were last night. It felt good knowing I made her feel that way, and it felt better to know everyone else heard everything that went on. “Fine. Give us a moment,” I sighed out, pushing myself out of the bed to get myself a shirt. “Is anything serious happening today?” Denera asked and I shrugged. “I’m not sure for now. But I
Denera"Oh, my dear Denera! Look at this exquisite hand-stitched cradle!" Granny Yeneva exclaimed, her voice practically vibrating with excitement as she held aloft a tiny, intricately carved cradle. "It's made from the finest oak, imported from the heartwood of the Whispering Woods. Such craftsmanship! It's perfect for a little prince or princess."I smiled politely, trying to suppress a yawn. The sheer volume of baby-related gifts was starting to feel overwhelming. It wasn't that I didn't appreciate the thoughtfulness, but the endless stream of tiny clothes, rattles, and bassinets was beginning to feel a bit repetitive."It's beautiful, Granny Yeneva," I said, trying to sound enthusiastic. "I'm sure it will be well-loved."Granny Yeneva beamed, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Oh, I have no doubt about that, my dear. You and Rockan will make the most wonderful parents."I glanced at Rockan, who was seated beside me on the plush velvet cushions, his expression unreadable. He had bee
Denera “We finally found a teacher who could teach you about your powers.”Excitedly, I stood at the entrance gates of the castle, wondering who the teacher was. I was so carried away with the Luna ceremony that I had almost forgotten about the side of me that healed people with a touch. "Who is it?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper, as I paced back and forth, my gaze fixed on the imposing castle gates. "Tell me, Rockan, who is this teacher?"Rockan chuckled, his amusement tinged with a hint of exasperation. "Relax, Denera," he said, his voice laced with a warmth that always calmed my nerves. "You're practically vibrating with excitement."He reached out, his hand gently cupping my cheek, his thumb tracing the soft curve of my jawline. "I know you're eager to learn, but there's no need to rush. We'll have plenty of time for you to explore your abilities."His touch, so familiar, so comforting, did little to quell the storm of emotions swirling within me. My mind raced, conjuring i
Denera"Good morning Luna," a maid walked up to me with a smile and a curt bow. The whole idea of calling me by a title I didn't work for was still very unsettling to me, but I decided against cutting her off. "Oh good morning," I replied, mirroring her smile."You haven't had breakfast all morning and it's almost noon," her eyes were turned to her feet as she spoke to me, making it more unsettling that they think so highly of me. I was once a maid too, and the deference they showed me still felt unnatural."Oh, I got too distracted by the gift opening," I laughed nervously, trying to brush off the awkwardness. Before making a decision on whether to stay where I was or to leave with the maid and finally eat, I looked over at Adrianna, who stood quietly as she picked some flowers. Rockan had left me with her outside a few minutes ago, and I couldn't really bring myself to have a proper conversation with her. There was still an air of uncertainty and unfamiliarity between us.Then my
Denera I walked into the room that was now meant to be a classroom where I learned about my healing powers. Hours had passed since the commotion Tyris and Rockan caused, and the sun was already setting, casting a warm glow over the space.The place almost looked like a laboratory, which was surprising to me, as I had assumed the teachings would be mostly theoretical. Rows of shelves lined the walls, filled with various vials, jars, and other equipment that I couldn't quite identify.Adrianna's heels clicked on the tiled floors as she strolled around me. "Today is an introduction to who and what you are," she announced, her voice smooth and authoritative.Her hair flowed down her back gracefully, and her tight leather pants fitted her body well. She had taken her jacket off and was left with just a sleeveless top, revealing toned arms. Her familiar scent made me remember when I first met her at the meeting Rockan had taken me to. I had to admit that she had a striking and captivating
Denera It didn’t take long for the day to finally come to an end. Rachel just left for the day. The events of the day had been very busy, and as I sat in front of the mirror, staring at my own reflection, the weight of it all began to sink in. It was almost like a dream come true to think how much my life had changed in such a short time.Not long ago, I was trapped in a nightmare of my own - a victim of my uncle and aunt's cruelty, subjected to their twisted ideas of slavery and punishment. They saw me as nothing more than something they could get rid of by selling me off to a pack and a mysterious leader they were sure would end my life.But fate had other plans. When Freya, my cousin who had also hurt me, saw that I was now the Luna of the most powerful pack, the look of shock and disbelief on her face was very satisfying. I couldn't help but wonder how her parents must have felt, knowing that the child they had so carelessly cast aside had risen to a position of power and respe
Denera“Your Highness,” a voice called softly, pulling me from the depths of sleep. My brows furrowed in concern, but I chose to ignore the words, hoping to drift back into my dreams. A knock on the door followed, and I groaned, forcing myself to open my eyes. “Come in,” I muttered, my voice thick with sleep.The door creaked open, and Rachel hurried inside, flanked by two other maids. My eyes widened slightly at the sight of them. “What’s going on?” I asked, my voice still heavy with drowsiness.“I can’t honestly believe you’re still in bed on a day like this,” Rachel said, her tone a mix of disbelief and urgency. She moved around the room with purpose, her hands gesturing for the other maids to follow her lead.“What do you mean by that?” I questioned, watching as they began to scurry around the room, arranging things I was yet to comprehend.Rachel turned to me, raising an eyebrow. “What are they doing?” I pointed at the other maids, who were now pulling back the curtains, letting
DeneraHe was in my arms, and it felt both surreal and grounding. This was the first time I had seen Rockan so vulnerable—raw and exposed, stripped of the mask he usually wore to shield himself from the world. The sight of him like this stirred a mix of emotions within me, and my dislike for Tyris deepened. How could he force Rockan to reveal himself in such a painful way? It felt cruel, a betrayal of the trust Rockan had placed in those closest to him.But right now, I was grateful he was here, in my embrace. For the first time, it felt like I was the one keeping him safe, the one who could shield him from the harsh realities that had shaped his life. “It’s okay,” I whispered softly, hoping my voice would be a soothing balm in the tense silence.As I looked at him, the scar that brutally marred his face caught my attention. It was a stark reminder of the things he went through, both physically and emotionally. Anyone with such a mark would typically be forced to wear a mask, hidin
Rockan“Leave,” Tyris left, making the tension even worse. She hated me. Her gaze fell to the ground, and I could see the conflict churning in her heart. “I didn’t mean to—” she began, but her voice faltered, leaving the words unspoken. I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes, a wave of despair crashing over me. This wasn’t how I had envisioned this moment. I had wanted to show her my true self, to share my burdens and my past, but now I feared I had only pushed her away.“Do you… do you regret it?” I asked, my voice breaking as the question hung heavy in the air. The vulnerability I had sought to embrace now felt like a curse, leaving me exposed and raw.Denera lifted her gaze, and I could see the struggle in her expression, the way her heart fought against the fear. “No,” she finally said, her voice shaking. “I knew but I didn’t want it to be like this. This tension.”I nodded, my heart aching with the weight of her words. “I understand,” I whispered, feeling the gulf betwe
Rockan “How in the world do you fall in love with someone you haven’t even seen?!” Tyris yelled, his voice piercing through the quiet of the corridor.“Tyris!” I snapped, stepping out from the shadows where I had been hiding, my heart pounding with a mix of anger and disbelief.“Great, speak of the devil,” he shot back, rolling his eyes as if my presence was nothing more than a nuisance.“What do you think you’re doing?” I glared at him, my fists clenching at my sides. The tension crackled in the air between us, thick and suffocating. Instead of backing down, he merely scoffed, his arrogance pushing me closer to the edge.“I’m trying to open her eyes to what she doesn’t see and understand,” he retorted, his tone condescending. “I know you, brother, better than anyone else. Let this girl go. Drop the stupid ego of yours.”His words ignited a fire within me, fueling my anger. “I thought you came back with a change of heart. What in the world are you talking about now?” I frowned, strug
RockanHours had passed, and I found myself once again drowning in paperwork that demanded my immediate attention. The desk was cluttered with files, each stamped with the weight of responsibility and pressing urgency. Every pack, every territorial dispute, each one requiring my approval before a conclusion could be reached. The sheer volume felt suffocating, a mountain of bureaucracy that threatened to overwhelm me.I rubbed my eyes, fatigue creeping in like a slow tide. Each page was a reminder of the burdens I carried, and the stress began to knot in my stomach. I leaned back in my chair, glancing at the stack of documents that seemed to multiply with every passing hour. The ink blurred before my eyes, and I could feel the tension pooling in my shoulders, a tight band that constricted with every moment spent poring over the files.Another dispute over hunting grounds. Another request for more territory. A pack claiming grievances over boundary violations. I sighed, flipping throu
Denera “Did you miss me that much?” Tyris smirked, leaning casually against the doorframe. A part of me was glad to see him back home, but something about his presence right now did not settle well with me. I could see the unease mirrored in Rockan’s expression, his brow furrowed as he studied his brother.“What are you doing here, in our room?” Rockan asked, his voice steady but laced with an underlying tension. I hoped he wouldn’t choose this moment to be mischievous; we had enough on our plates without adding sibling drama.Tyris shrugged nonchalantly, strolling back and forth in our small space, his movements almost too relaxed for the gravity of the situation. “You know, Rockan, I looked up to you as my older brother,” he said, his tone mocking. “I thought you’d have a bit more sense of responsibility than to take what’s mine.”It was too early upon our arrival to have any form of argument with him. I felt a wave of frustration wash over me, wishing he would just take his lea
Denera“Over there!” I heard a man yell, and my heart plummeted.“Mum,” I whispered out in desperation, hoping she’d come back to me. I clutched my legs tighter around my waist, hoping this nightmare would end, wishing we could go back to the peaceful drive, the laughter, and the warmth of my family. But then, everything froze when I heard my mother cry out. “Rosa, please, no!”…..My eyes snapped open, gasping awake as I blinked profusely, the remnants of the nightmare still clinging to me like a thick fog. We were still in the car, with Rockan quietly staring ahead, the tension in the air palpable.“Are you good?” he questioned, not bothering to turn to look at me.“Yeah,” I replied with a nod, though I lied. I wasn’t good—not at all.The dream was a stark reminder of the darkness in my life, the shadows cast by Aunt Rosa and her husband, Austin. They had twisted my reality into something unrecognisable, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. I felt the familiar anger ris
Denera“Do you have to go?” Luna Danielle questioned, her voice tinged with a mix of concern and warmth. “You can stay a little longer and learn more.”I smiled at her, appreciating her kindness. “I will visit very often. But you know we have things to settle,” I admitted, my thoughts drifting to the responsibilities waiting for us back home.Rockan was way ahead of me, ensuring our luggage was packed and ready to go. His broad shoulders moved with purpose, and I could see the determination etched on his face. But as I watched him, a frown appeared on my forehead when I realized we were missing something.“Wait!” I heard from afar, making Luna Danielle and I turn toward the sound. A sigh escaped my mouth when I realized that the one thing I was missing was her—Adrianna.She was running toward us, her long hair flowing behind her, holding a brown bag in her hand. My stomach twisted at the thought of her being with us throughout the ride; the idea was almost too disgusting to be true.
Bruno I woke up to the dull throb of a headache, the remnants of last night’s drinking still swirling in my mind. The memories were hazy—laughter, clinking glasses, and the overwhelming haze of too much alcohol. I groaned, rolling over in bed, hoping to find some comfort in the cool sheets. Instead, I was met with the sight of Freya, my supposed girlfriend, sprawled next to me, her warm, bare skin pressing against my side.I felt irritation flare up inside me. Her hands rested on my chest, and I pushed her away with more force than I intended. “Get off me,” I demanded, my voice rough from sleep and lingering irritation.Freya stirred, frowning as she woke up. “Good morning, you didn’t have to push me,” she muttered, yawning and scratching her eyes, the remnants of sleep still clinging to her.“Well, it’s morning. Please leave my room.” My tone was curt, and I could feel my patience waning. I wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries, especially not after the chaos of the previous night.“