Another Chapter in!! Looks like the weight of the throne is frightening for the mighty Alpha Cayden, the Anxious Lover… lol. {So, hey guys, what I wanted to say in the Last Chapter’s Author Note was that His Regret will officially be coming to end this “Month”, not “moment”. That was a typo error… lol} So Yay! And hey, who do think the Lycan is? Trouble or… Haha… See yA!
{Cayden’s POV}I shot up to my feet at the mention of the name ‘Lycan’. I abhorred that name. I immediately rushed out of the Throne room with everyone trailing behind and I followed the guard until he led us out of the Palace buildings into the open.I threw my claws out with a rumbling growl bobbing in my chest as I roamed the area with my gaze in search of anything that was labeled as a Lycan.“Where is he?!” I bawled and glared at the guard who had given us the news. I wasn’t going to let anyone or anything ruin the harmony that was finally growing in the Palace and the Reigns.“He’s over there, my Queen.” The guard said. “He’s hiding behind that pillar. He says he wants to see you.” The guard explained and I turned to look at the Pillar in question with a scowl on my face. I noticed someone was truly hiding behind it and my scowl slowly faded away. Someone hiding didn’t seem like a threat to me.“Is it just one Lycan?” I asked.“Yes, Your Highness.” The guard responded as I inc
{Cayden’s POV}I didn’t say anything to my mother, nor did I go to see Kayla.I simply went to my Chambers to settle for the night. I was going to pass my Judgement tomorrow and I didn’t want anything to influence my resolve, especially my mother. I had said Kayla would go to the dungeons once she woke up but now, I felt like that decision would make me seem unjust and biased. Kayla was a traitor and not killing her like the others would make people think I’m being irresolute because she’s my sister. My mum tried to talk to me all through the evening but I evaded her until the next day.I couldn’t send Kayla to the dungeons anymore. And so I had a tough decision to make tomorrow.~ The Next Day ~“It’s just three days to General Cayden’s Coronation and your Mating Ceremony with General Cayden!” Andrea squealed behind me. She was helping me arrange the corset of my dress and she was apparently more excited than I was.“Yeah,” was all I could mutter. I was also elated that my mate woul
{Isla's POV}I smiled when I heard that familiar pitch of childlike voice and then I watched Deu scuttle on feeble legs towards us. Every one of the Trencher werewolves was bowing down and greeting me but this was better than a boring bow. I loved Deu’s energy. Deu crashed into my body and I raised him up to hug him properly while I laughed from the playful impact. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Kata come out of the Palace gates to greet his people so I knew I could discuss with Deu for a while while Kata entertained his people.“I told you I’ll come visit you too.” Deu said and I smiled brightly at him.“I’ve been expecting you, Deu.” I said and turned in the direction of the Palace behind me. I gestured at it. “What do you think of my home?” “It’s so much bigger than my own home.” Deu said while his gaze wide stretched as he took in the Palace and its landscape. “It’s so big!” He said again and I laughed.“Well, it can be your new home if you like.” I said plainly.Deu veered hi
{Isla’s POV}It was a bright new day, one that filled me with life and exuberance.I jumped out of bed, well I jumped out of Cayden’s bed— with our intercourse, we had nearly torn down his new Chambers last night just like we had torn down his former Chambers at the Skid Quarters.— that place is in ruins.I had jumped out of Cayden's bed, slapped him softly on the cheeks three times to make sure he was awake and then kissed him before telling him to get ready for the day— as we had a lot to oversee.— it was officially one day to the Coronation and Mating Ceremony. **With a bubbly mood, I paced through the Palace hallways, my scrutinizing gaze trailing over the decorations that were being set up all around the Palace— premises and interior. I was personally telling the workers where each decoration price should go, what color shade to be used, and in what quantities the decorations are to be applied.I needed everything to be perfect.This was Preparation Phase 1.I ordered that new
{Isla’s POV}I paced hurriedly from the hallway towards the Revel Hall with Daniel and Shrilly scuttling beside me. Daniel was explaining how he only left Shrilly for a brief moment to go and ease himself, not knowing Shrilly would misinterpret my command and go and attempt to unbuild the Revel Hall. While Shrilly was explaining how replacing the windows and doors could make people comfortable and enjoy themselves more during the Celebration tomorrow.And me? I was disturbed but I was just focused on getting to the Revel Hall on time before it was too late. I took a left turn and continued hastily onwards until the Revel Hall came into viewing. I met the doors being unhinged by three hefty he-wolf workers and I threw my hands into the air and yelled, “Stop!” The workers immediately stopped their movements and looked confused as I scuttled towards them. “Leave the doors there.” I told them as I got to them, panting a bit. “You’re not meant to take them out.” I said.“Your Highness
{Isla’s POV}Make the Throne room brighter?Why in the world would you want to make the fucking Throne room brighter?!It’s not fucking dark!I raced with panic and dread towards the Throne room and I almost knocked down a few workers on my way as the Palace was creeping with a whole lot of them. It was night already— the last Preparation Phase, the final moment everyone had to make the Palace a Beauty for tomorrow’s occasion, hence the number of workers who were now available. And then there was Shrilly, not a worker but uprooting windows and doors and painting the goddamn throne Room!I got to the doors and I bashed my way in to see a well-dressed Shrilly standing in the middle of the room and pointing to an area on the wall where a worker on a ladder was about to paint over. Only one side of the wall in the Throne room was painted and I looked to the throne area and sighed in relief when I saw they were untouched and unpainted.The workers and Shrilly had all noticed my presence
{Isla’s POV}I had woken up snuggled up in warmth— Cayden’s warmth. And then I had woken him up with a million kisses. I kissed him on his face, neck, nose, shoulder, lips, forehead, closed eyes, cheeks, side of the lips, nose again, cheeks again, and lips. I had continued that rotation until he had woken up.He had immediately carried me onto his lap and had almost convinced me to have sex with him as he sent gentle fingers down there to stroke me and make me wet.But then I had controlled myself with all my willpower by pushing him back onto the bed and running away from him. As much as I needed it, there was no time for sex. Today would be the day he becomes King so I decided to focus on that. I could fuck the King afterward.And so, I had escaped from Cayden, switched to his Chambers, and had called in the Train of maids and servants who were to get him ready for today's Function. And now, I was standing at the door of his Chambers staring at him while he changed into a blue dres
{Isla’s POV}I continued walking through the crowd, my pace slow and steady and my gaze persistent while resting on Cayden. It was a blissful journey of just a few steps and then I got to the forefront and climbed on the stage. Cayden promptly ate up the space between us and kissed me on my forehead. I smiled and took in his scent— his calling scent.I wanted to bury myself in his embrace and stay there but this was not the place or time.“You look beautiful, Isla. Too beautiful.” Cayden said as he poured his dazzling blue eyes on me. They shone brightly in contrast to the golden hue background behind him, making him ever so charming.“I was about to tell you the same thing.” I said with my cheeks pink and heated. He had his hands resting on my waist and he stroked my back comfortingly.With my words, he smiled at me and then he said. “I know I’m very handsome. You don’t need to always remind me.”“Oh, don’t flatter yourself. I call you good-looking just to be nice. I don’t see you th