**EROS' POV**I slammed the door of my dressing room shut, still panting heavily.Fuck!Fuck!!FUCK!!!I hurriedly put on something and left my chamber through the back door. I am trying. I am fucking trying to suppress my Lycan from surfacing. He wanted her badly! We both wanted her badly!I couldn't hold it back any longer and let Lyall, my Lycan, take over. I raced out of the palace, all the way deep down into the forest, out of hearing from anyone, and let out an earth-shuddering growl."Elodie.""MY ELODIE..." I growled.When I saw her standing there in that lingerie that barely covered anything, my sense of reasoning went off. The sight of her pale glowing skin, her tantalizing peaks begging to be touched, her soft plump lips begging to be kissed, her blue charming eyes daring me to come closer, her long soft hair that dangled dangerously down her big round ass—every detail of her curves, every single thing about her was driving me nuts.Like the temptress she is, she stood ther
ELODIE'S POV By the time the royal stylist was done, I exuded beauty, perfection, and confidence. Exactly what I needed to meet my family. I needed to show them that the Elodie they all knew was dead! I stepped out of my chamber only to find His Majesty already waiting for me. "Let's go," he held my hand and led me to the Limousine waiting for us outside. He opened the door for me, and I entered. "Don't you think you're forgetting something, My Queen?" he demanded the moment he entered from the other side. I gaped at him in pure confusion. He leaned close and whispered in my ear, "You still haven't decided what to call me... Blue." His eyes traveled down to my lips before looking into my eyes. "Blue? Seriously?" I scoffed. "Yes. That's my nickname for you. Your breathtaking eyes and hair..." He ran his finger through my hair, tucking some strands behind my ear. "Blue," he called in a low, rasped tone, and my heart thumped. "Why are you calling me in that tone? You're creeping m
Ever since my panic attacks started, Eloise has been in charge of the medications I take. It became her monthly duty to refill my pills, ensuring I didn't go anywhere without them. However, since I began taking these pills, my panic attacks seem to be worsening with each episode.Now that I think about it, why were Eloise and my parents so adamant about me not going to the hospital all these years? Whenever I brought up the idea of going to a therapist, they pushed it aside, saying that these medicines were all I needed. And this panic attack, when was I diagnosed with it? If Eloise hated me all this time, then these medicines... What exactly has she been feeding me?I left my room and went straight to my parent's room. The main reason why I had agreed to come here was to find something I could use against my father. Something that I can use to ruin his life.After searching the entire room, I was utterly disappointed when I found nothing. I was enraged, and I wanted to turn the entir
ELODIE'S POV "Thank you for coming to see us today, my child. We're going to miss you so much, but know that the door is always open for you, anytime." My mother held my hand and squeezed them lovingly, a soft smile on her lips."Always be happy and behave," my father remarked. I glared at the two of them before forcing a smile. "I will, Mother, Father.""Your Majesty, thank you for gracing us with your presence today. Please, always keep my princess happy. She has gone through a lot. All she needs right now is someone who will shower her with unconditional love."I snorted to myself. These people should join the film industry already. They would become amazing actors."You don't have to remind me of that," His Majesty began. He circled my waist and pulled me to himself. "I love Elodie more than anything. Her happiness is my top priority."Wow, even His Majesty."We will get going." He held my hand, and we headed outside."Bye, my dear. Take care of yourself, okay?!"I ignored my mot
Eros stood before me, shielding me from the cold rain with an umbrella and looking down at me. Our gaze locked, and I saw many emotions flash through his red eyes. "You must think I'm pathetic, right?" My weak, quivering voice spoke. "I know I am worse than pathetic. You must be wondering how someone like me can ever be useful to you as your Luna." "But all I want to know is why. Why would my family do this to me? My parents, the people who brought me into this world. My own mother." "What did I ever do to them? I was only five, so what could I possibly have known or done to them that made them kill me like this? Is a mere deed stronger than the love of parents, the love of a mother? Then how could my mother do this to me?" Nothing I was blabbering was making sense, but I just wanted to blurt out everything the way it was weighing down my heart. I didn't hold back the tears and let them fall freely as I blabbered. "Why? Why me? Why do I have to go through all of this? All I've eve
EROS' POV The first time I set my eyes on Elodie was on her eighteenth birthday. The entire kingdom had gathered to celebrate the night of the Blood Moon, a festival held once every year. On that day, many would become full adults, find and mark their destined mate. As the king, it was my duty to host the festival. While everyone was busy looking for their life mate and anticipating the ethereal feeling of finding a mate, I was bored to hell. I have attended this festival thousands of times, and nothing about it was interesting or euphoric for me. While the main festival was yet to start, I left to spend my time in solitude. As I made my way toward the garden, a faint smell brushed through my nose and snapped me out of my thoughts. It was a sweet, gentle, and captivating scent—an enchanting fragrance of sweet olive that caught me off guard. It sent a certain sensation down me that made me pause in my tracks. Like a rope was fastened around my neck, the scent pulled me closer. The cl
ELODIE'S POV I slowly opened my eyes to the rays of the sun hitting my face. I let out a slight groan. I was so weak that I couldn't even get up from the bed. How long have I been sleeping?I felt something warm and hard on my hand. I glanced over only to see His Majesty holding my hand firmly, his head resting on the edge of the bed.Did he spend the night...beside me?Memories of yesterday came flooding.I hated rain since I was little; it was a constant reminder that in this cruel world, I was alone. While kids my age were busy playing out in the rain with either their friends or parents, I was locked in my room, watching them. I had no one to rely on, no one to pour out the heavy thoughts weighing my mind. Rainy days are my loneliest days.But yesterday, for the first time, someone came for me and stayed with me through my loneliest day. While I was ranting with nothing I said made sense, he stayed and listened. He protected me from the cold and held me close.He offered to help
ELODIE'S POV I stared at Rhea my mouth agape in shock. She... she is treating my wound? The worried look on her face, her little scolding, and the way she was carefully treating the cut felt like she was my elder sister taking care of me.I didn't realize I was smiling until,"What are you smiling about?" She glared, and I let out a slight chuckle."Nothing. Thank you.""Whatever." She let go of my hand. "Next time be careful and don't be so clumsy. I won't bother if it happens again. I will just let you bleed till whenever you...""Ah! I think I also cut another of my fingers.""Which one is it? Which one is bleeding?" She immediately grabbed my hand, scanning all of my fingers. I started laughing."Oh. So you find this amusing, eh?""Wait till I chop off all of your fingers for real!""I'm sorry." I tried to hold back my laugh."You're still laughing." She glared."I'm sorry, I'll stop." I let out a deep breath. "Thank you, Your Highness.""Jeez, what the heck is with the formal a