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Being His Mate
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His To Claim Mating Ceremony
Everyone's eyes gravitated towards her when she entered the hall. The place where she was going to be sacrificed. Silence was profound as the lookers assessed the bride. She heard low whisperings of how beautiful she was looking. Everyone was captivated by her beauty. She would have enjoyed the compliments if she was being mated to her mate. But right now nothing mattered. She felt like a puppet who was supposed to follow what she was told. She wasn't supposed to have a heart but the fate couldn't be more cruel. Her throat was dry and eyes stinging with tears as she slowly closed the distance between the Prince and her. She was being escorted by Amira. Due to some reasins her family couldn't make it. They had sent their wishes and apology. Sabrina had never felt this lonely. As she reached the steps a hand came into her vision. Cyrus' hand. She balled her hands into a fist. Every part of her being was screaming at her to not hold that hand. That hand didn't belogn with her. Unwitt
His To Claim The Pain Of Losing
"Please...don't...do..do," he punched her hard, causing her lips to tear apart. Blood leaked down the cut. She held her cheek and began crying miserably."Let me go, please...aaah," he punched her again, sending her to the floor. Her forhead bumped against the edge of the bed and she screamed in pain. The prince grabbed her arm and roughly yanked her up. He tossed her to the bed. Sabrina's vision was blurring due to her head injury. She tried to crawl away but the prince was already hovering over her. She struggled and he slapped her in return. In no time her beautiful face was beaten black and blue. Cyrus tore the front of herdress. "No, please.." she pleaded in broken voice as lamenting tears continued to course down her eyes mixing with the blood. Her struggles were weak but it was still there. She howled in pain when he kneaded her breasts. There was a scary look in his eyes. She sobbed and pleaded fo rhim to let her go but he hiked up her skirt and undid his breaches. She sho
His To Claim Trouble
Sabrina begged Cyrus to not defile her but Cyrus ignored her pleadings and forcefully pressed the tip of his cock against her opening. The unwanted touch caused Sabrina to quak in terror and she started shaking her head vigorously. Tears flowed down the corner of her eyes and into her hair. "One of these days, I am going to fuck you in front of him just to see his recation," said Cyrus menacingly. Sabrina didn't what to do to make him stop. She watched him with hopeless eyes as he laughed out but then something strange happened. His laughter sudden;y died down and his face contorted in pain. Cyrus stumbled back clutching his chest. His face flushed red. Sabrina's eyes became wide and she crawled away from him in horror when she saw a streak of blood dripping down his nose, mouth, ears, and eyes at the same time. The sight was bloodcurdling. She couldn't understand what was happening. Not a moment later, the prince slumped down on his knees and moaned in excruciating pain. Sabrina wa
His To Claim Holding Hand
Fury ripped through him. The anguish in her glossy eyes, the trembling of her lips, the nasty bruises on her flawless face explained all too clearly what she had endured. He felt his inside churning in pain at the sight of her cowering in fear. He wanted to pull her shaking form into his arms and comfort her. He wanted to tell her that he will shield her from the cruel world and that no harm will touch her anymore. But before that he had to clear a few things. "Is that why you killed him?" he asked her as softly as he could. He wanted to know the truth. The real truth. The truth that was in her eyes. Her eyes turned wide in pure fear. She recoiled from him while shaking her head vigorously. The desperation in her eyes screaming. "I..I didn't kill him..I didn't.." she spluttered, tasting her tears on her cracked lips. She looked nothing like the stunning bride she was some hours ago. Her lavish wedding gown was now soiled and ripped from places. Her lusturous blonde hair was disar
His To Claim Escape
Sabrina felt like she was in some nightmare as she watched Elizah smoothly slitting the one of his own men's throat sending the thick red liquid gurgle out from the split. The guard jerked violently before falling to the floor, dead. Sabrina felt sick to her stomach. A drop of tear trail down her bruised cheek. After takign care of the guard, Elizah quickly dashed over to her. He grabbed her trembling hand with his steady bloody one and started leadding her towards the exit. His expression was stern and unyeilding just like his hold. Sabrina followed him sniffeling quietly. She was scared, scarred, and drowning in guilt. Elizah had taken up swords against his own people for her. This is not what she wanted. Cyrus was dead. He died right in front of her eyes. Everything changed in just a few hours. From being the celebrated bride she was now a convicted murderer. What happened? The answer was hidden behind the thick fog of mystery. Did the witch misjudge her. Maybe she w
His To Claim A Criminal Or Innocent?
Solemn silence stretched between them for a long moment. Elizah suspectd if she had heard him."I..I killed him," her voice anguished. Elizah mulled over what she said. "Did you stab him?" he asked. "No," her shaky voice replied. "Did you strangulate him?" "No," "Did you pushed him to his death?""No," "Then how did you kill him?" he asked in a bored tone. Sabrina turned quiet for a moment. " Perhaps he would be alive if we didn't.." Elizah clenched his jaw. He couldn't bring himself to even imagine someone else's mark on her flawless skin. "Would you have taken him as your mate if you knew this woould happen?" he asked, already knowing the answer. Sabrina didn't have a say in it. She was chosen by the King himself for his heir. "I was never asked," her voice was thick with emotions. No one ever cared about her opinion. Like a water pot she was being molded to become the perfect mate for Cyrus since her birth. She was born to serve the King, it was burned into her brain by
His To Claim Trouble Indeed
Sabrina breathed in his scent and instantly felt at ease. The calming effect of his presence wasn't lost on her. There was no awkwardness. Holding him felt natural to her as if it was his responsibilty to protect her and it was her right to flourish under his protection. Her soft sobs had long ceased but she didn't want to move away. She waited for him to push her away. Elizah felt his control slipping away at the feel of her soft body pressed against his hard one. She looked calmer now. He should push her away. The only thing was that he wasn't able to do it. He couldn't bring himself to seperate his body from hers no matter how much his mind chided him. This woman had played with his heart before crushing it brutally then why wasn't he able to push her away. Why was he having this urge to grab her waist and yank her flushed against him so that he could feel her every inch. Sabrina was the one who finally drew away and looked up in his eyes. Those amber flames were devoid of any
His To Claim Living Together
Kyra strode towards her, smiling broadly. Her belly was round indicating that she was with a child. A genial smile bloomed on Sabrina's face. Kyra stood a step away from her."You remember me, right?" Kyra's eyes held joy and warmth as she asked him. Instead of replying, Sabrina reached forward and hugged her. "Of course, I remember you," she replied softly with a smile and drew away."You are going to have a child," Sabrina added in mild awe. Kyra nodded and caressed her womb fondly. "You are safe here, princess. We will protect you," Kyra assured her. Sabrina, perplexed, glanced at Elizah who was looking his brooding self. Heather marched forward and bowed to Elizah. Kyra mimicked her husband's action. " We have made the arrangements, my lord. No one will find out," Heather informed Elizah sincerely. "Very well. Show us to our place," Elizah replied. Kyra held Sabrina's hand and the couple led them towards the hut she had stayed in last time she was here. The memories rushed bac
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His To Claim Epilogue
Elizah paced restlessly outside the chamber as her screams rattled through the silence. He was tempted to burst in through the door and cradle her against his chest but he was helpless. She was in there delivering their child. Just then a tiny frame brushed past him and towards the door. It was Kaiser. Their first-born. A toy sword in his hand as he rushed towards the door. "Leave my mama alone or I swear I will kill you all," Kaiser hollered against the door. Elizah rushed over to him and lifted him in his arms. The boy thrashed to get free."Do not hurt my mom," Kaiser shouted, still throwing glares at the closed door."Silence, boy," he turned Kaiser's face towards him. The boy frowned and then scowled at his father."Papa, mama is in danger. Why are you not doing anything?" the four-year-old demanded, this time subjecting his father to his glare. His dragon blood had already started to influence him. The boy had his eyes and his mother's blond hair."No, love. Your mother is alr
His To Claim Getting Her Back
They both blinked at each other. Elizah was dumbstruck. She broke eye contact to look around her chamber. It is then Elizah got his senses back. He leaped off his chair and dashed out the door to tell the guard to bring in the healer. He also told the maids who were waiting outside to attend to their queen. He stayed outside, letting the maids enter the chamber. A smile broke through his lips. She was awake. He placed his hand on his chest and rubbed it. His heart was galloping like a horse. He was elated but at the same time nervous too. He wanted to see her but his self-doubts were holding him back. What if she still hated him? "How do you feel now, My queen?" he heard a maid ask her. Elizah leaned his back against the wall and waited for her to speak in eager anticipation. He was dying to hear her sweet voice. The one that was devoid of any bitterness. "Just a little headache," she croaked out. Elizah swooned inwardly. She had a voice of an angel. A smile broke onto his lips, no
His To Claim Dream That Felt Real
Elizah remained by her side the whole night, continuously checking up on her fever. She was hot like a scorching iron, running a high fever. The old woman had already warned him against it. She was fighting a life battle right now, the toxicity in her body was resisting the healing potion. Elizah wrung the piece of cloth before putting it on her forehead. Thankfully, she wasn't shivering anymore. "Things are going to get better from here on out. We are going to get better," Elizah told her. He could feel it in his bones. Tomorrow was going to be full of happiness and prosperity. That maid Lina was caught shortly after Georgia's demise. Harriet had asked him to let her deal with the witch. Elizah had agreed. Now that he had his Sabrina with him, he didn't care about anyone any longer.He put his hand on her protruded belly and smiled when he felt their baby's movement. "He is happy too," he raised his gaze to her and chirped, elated. A knock was heard before the door drew open. He d
His To Claim Faith And Hopes
The volcanic explosion shook the ground, causing Georgia to lose her balance and fall. Elizah who had not expected it was completely blindsided by the sudden attack. Harriet, on the other hand, smiled knowingly. Another heart-stopping noise boomed before the roof was crashed through by a massive creature. Elizah glanced up to find Herone flying overhead in all his glory. He was utterly shocked. The vamp's jaw slacked in pure horror. Harriet rushed and pulled Elizah backward until there was a good distance between them and the fallen witch. Herone roared and a river of fire flowed out of his mouth. In a blink of an eye, the entire hall was caught up in fire. The witch was lost behind the ruthless blazes. Elizah's mind drifted to Sabrina. Fear seized him at once. Is she alright? "Sabrina," his voice trembled as the realization dawned on him. Without wasting a moment, he swiveled to run outside in search of her. Harriet couldn't stop him as he was too fast and sudden. She ran after h
His To Claim Night Of Judgement
His insides wrenched with pining melancholy when he saw her bound in chains to a cage. What hurt him more was the loathe shining in her eyes for him. "You didn't die?" she rattled violently against the iron bars, gravely disappointed. A pang stabbed through his heart. She wanted him dead. "You obviously failed to do your job, Sabrina. I am so disappointed in you," Georgia replied with a disappointed sigh. Sabrina paled. She dropped down to her knees and joined her hands in a pleading manner. Her importing eyes fixed on Geirgia. "I apologize for my mistake, Queen. Give me one more chance I will finish him for certain this time," Sabrina entreated earnestly. Georgia smirked. Elizah's features crumpled in agony. The woman he loved the most couldn't wait to kill him. "I want you to kill but not him any longer," Georgia started in a riddle. Elizah sent him a hateful glare. He hated this woman to the core. Georgia's smirk widened. Her scheming eyes lit up with something devious. El
His To Claim Coming For Her
Elizah felt like a loser. The only thing he wanted was to keep his family safe, and he failed to do just that. He loathed himself for this. This all happened because of his negligence. She wouldn't have been in danger if he had nipped the problem in the bud. Why? Why did he not take notice of it before it was too late? "Don't beat yourself up for this. Georgia's plan was a failsafe," Harriet tried to pacify him. Elizah knew it wasn't true. The disaster could be averted if he had fucking noticed. "She was struggling for so long and I couldn't see it. She must have felt so miserable, so trapped," a tear escaped his eye. The more he thought about it, the more his heart broke. He couldn't protect her when she needed him the most. Harriet was taken aback by the tears in his eyes. She had never seen tears in his eyes. He wasn't emotionally weak nor let problems weigh down on him. "Remorse won't do you any good. It's time to rescue her. Focus on that," Harriet told him. Elizah nodded his
His To Claim Love No Longer Alive
He tried to roll away but it was too late. The dagger drove through his chest like a bolt of fire but he didn't feel pain for a good second. The shock had numbed his senses. Her fiery blue eyes expressed nothing but deep-seated loath as she twisted the knife so that it hurts more before ripping it out in one brutal go. He grunted in pain. Her response was a devious sneer. "You deserve a death far worse than this," she seethed and struck at him again. This time, though, Elizah edged out by turning on his side in time. The sharp blade plunged into the mattress. Before Sabrina could whip it out, Elizah grabbed her hand which was holding the knife, and prevented her from plucking it out. "Leave me, you scoundrel," she hissed in her venom-laced voice. Elizah didn't allow the hatred in her voice to weaken his resolve. He fixed Sabrina with his deadliest glare and commanded her to release the knife while pressing his other hand against his wound. The pain was excruciating but right now he
His To Claim Night Full Of Passion
In her sweet embrace, he was losing his control. He couldn't keep himself vigilant as she showered him with her kisses. Kisses that he had craved like crazy for all these months. His breathing labored and his eyes fell shut as she kissed every inch of his face. As her dry cracked lips caressed his skin, he couldn't help but feel grateful to the Goddess for creating this moment. He was dying for this moment. He thought he had lost her but she was coming back. His Sabrina was finally returning. He glanced down between them and smiled at the sight of her swollen belly. He put his hand under her belly and stroked it, earning a moan from her. Her melodic voice caused him to look up at her. Her face had lost its chubbiness that he adored with his heart. Her cheekbones were sticking out and her eyes were sunken. And yet, he was mesmerized by her. "I love you," he cradled her face and confessed from the bottom of his heart. Sabrina smiled and urged him to make love to her. He was more than
His To Claim Sinful Seduction
Days passed but that old hag could also not persuade that dragon monster into setting her free. She was still shackled to her bed, bound and helpless. She couldn't afford to be like this any longer. The voices in her head had turned violent and louder telling her to kill him. She feared she would burst from inside if she didn't do something soon enough. That evening Sabrina used her honey-coated voice to ask her maids to bathe her in scented perfumes and make her look her best. Her request and soft manner of speaking surprised the maids. The woman had long stopped caring about her looks. Her hair was a mess, her lips were cracked and her eyes had dark circles like the shade of night underneath them. They took her to the bathroom and happily washed off all the grime sticking to her milky-white skin. It was after several days, she was taking a bath. As mentioned, she has lost interest in all worldly pleasures. The maids were on cloud nine, assuming Harriet's potion was finally having
