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His To Claim Resisting Mate
Sabrina heaved a heavy sigh. They were sending her to Queen's chamber again. It was nothing short of a punishment for her. She still had not recovered from the last time. The queen's indecent moans mingled with lewd smacking of skin, Sabrina felt the tip of her ear turning red. Her image of Georgina was ruined for life. The royals knew nothing about loyalty. She just hoped, she wouldn't have to face that situation again. Last night, she had drawn some cuts into her skin with silver to make the servants believe that she was punished. No one offered her a comforting word except for Jayla, another maid like her. The girl was in her early twenties and had a very warm nature. Zaira had shot her a condascending smirk that said "you deserve it." Sabrina looked away, reminding herself it was just for a few days. Once Elizah will have his revenge , everything will be okay. "Take this tray to Queen's room and keep your gaze low," Zaira thrusted the tray into her hand and repeated
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"Why somany cuts? And why are you not healing?" annoyance laced through his voice as he examined her palms. His brows furrowed and lips curved downward. " It's nothing. Don't concern yourself," Sabrina tried to pull her hands from his hold but he didn't let up. Instead, he drew her closer. "Even a single small scratch on your person is my concern. You are my woman, Princess. So never tell me again not to worry about you," Elizah told her in a low whisper. A soft smile swept across Sabrina's face. Sabrina had not pegged him for a soft romantic person when they met for the first time. No one can blame her for that considering his muscular frame and brooding face. But he had proved her wrong. He knew when to be gentle and when to exert his dominance. She had perfection for a mate. "I am really fine," she assured him, smiling. "Are you?" mischeif sparked in his eyes as he gently pulled her onto his lap where his cock had erected once more. Sabrina's eyes widened."I have to go, Eli
His To Claim You Own Me
"I am going to make sure the werewolf King does not back down from war," Herons promised Elizah. Elizah looked up at the overcast sky and hummed in approval. It was about time they put an end to this. These fuckers were going to face the storm. Once the delegates departed, he returned to the throne room. Allain was sitting on the throne, Elizah took his seat beside him. "He stole money from my shop, my lord. He should be punished severely," the merchant pointed at the cowering boy and narrated his case. The boy who must not be more than fifteen was trembling in fear. He was wearing shabby clothes and his face bore many small cuts. His lips were swollen due to beating. He was a beggar. "Me..mercy, your majesty. My sister was hungry for four days. She would have died of starvation," the boy joined his hands and begged the King as fat tears slid down his eyes. The King sent him a cold glare. "40 lashes on his back," Allain declared. His verdict brought a content smile on the p
His To Claim Mine
"The werewolf King refused to back down as we had suspected. He tried to take our delegated captive but Heron and others fought their way out. They are returning to the capital as we speak," Bentham informed Elizah. A pleased smirk crept along Elizah's mouth. Everything was going according to the plan. "Tell Atticus to meet me in my study room," Elizah commanded over his shoulder. Bentham bowed and left to relay the message. Atticus showed up in his study room many moments later. "You majesty," he addressed Elizah at the door and entered the room with a wicked smirk on his face, carrying his conceited air along. " My lucky day, I suppose. Finally got acknowledged by the King himself," Atticus smirked as he walked in. Despite the smile he was sporting, there was no warmth in his eyes. His dislike for the true heir profound. "I am not the King..yet, lord Atticus. And as far as acknowledging is concerned, trust me I know enough about you," Elizah asserted while leveling him with
His To Claim Queen Of All
The queen was furious to know that Elizah had put his brother in the dungeon. She demanded of Elizah to release him instantly. "He is a skilled warrior. The kingdom needs him," Georgia argued strongly. Elizah fixed her with a bored gaze. " My Kingdom has no requirement for cowards like him. Skills become a bane when used for vile purposes. Atticus will be punished, severely so," Elizah stated cooly. He will have him regret the moment he allowed vile thoughts to bud in his mind about his Sabrina. He will have him regret even looking at her. "But.." Elizah cut her off with his cold glare."Leave. I wish to be alone," Elizah commanded. Georgina clenched her jaw but reluctantly did as he said. The war had begun. Allain had left for werewolf kingdom and was fighting against the King. He needed his skills to fight werewolves for him and once he will return after winning over the werewolves Elizah will have his head. The man will die of betrayal. And even though he dies at the hand of w
His To Claim Her Pain
Sabrina found herself lying on her stomach. When she woke up, the first thing she felt was blinding pain. It felt like thousands of burning rods were being pressed to her back. She groaned in agony and forced her sticky lids to part. Her eyes opened to a warped image of burning torch. She blinked a few times to celar her vision. "Aahhh," her features twisted in pain and she whimpered. A hand stroked her hair."It will be alright, sweetheart," a deep gentle voice promised to her. He stroked her hair in a comforting manner. Sabrina wasn't able to see his face as she was facing the opposite direction. " I am sorry, love. I am so sorry," his mouth pressed a soft kiss on her temple. "I am so sorry, sweetheart," his voce thick with regret as he peppered fond kisses all over her cheek. "It hurts," Sabrina pressed her eyes close, allowing tears to squeeze out from corners. "I know, Love. I know," he mumbled against her skin. His stomach clenching with helplessness. He wished he could tak
His To Claim A New Life
Allain returned to capital grinning ear to ear. The win over werewolves had filled him with arrogance. Everything was going according to his plan. Soon, he will rule over werewolves and after strengthening his power, he will launch an attack on Elizah. He will kill him just like the way he killed his brother and his mate. However, unlike he had expected, the court didn't celebrate his victory. Elizah was sitting on the throne and Allain was standing in the middle of the court. "You muight have bring us a great victory but I cannot overlook the report filed by several women who claims that you raped them," Elizah broke the news to him. Allain looked offended. "You cannot question the King," Allain snapped. Elizah smirked. "The person who sits in the throne is the King. And as far as I can see you are standing on the ground and the one sitting on throne is me," Elizah stated in all his royal glory. He exuded sheer dominance. Allain glared at him. "Do you or do you not accept the
His To Claim Little Surprise
Sabrina rubbed her clammy hands down her gown and exhaled a breath. She was nervous. Today Elizah was going to announce her as his mate in frot of his people. He will also crown her as the dragon's queen. Initially, she thought his advisers will not approve of her as their queen but they proved her wrong. They were more than happy to include her in their group despite of her being a werewolf. Even though she had their support, she was still wary of his subjects. What if they refused to take her as their queen. She didn't want to be a burden on Elizah and definitely not a hinderance. She scanned her appearance in the mirror. She was wearing a red and golden gown. Her hair was pulled up into a fancy bun. From heavy gold necklace to precious rings to diamond studded bracelet, she was laced with exquisite jewelleries. The woman lterally felt the weight of title on her. "How did I become this lucky?" she was broken from her reverie by a soft touch on her neck. Her lost gaze focused on th
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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
