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Ember’s POV:The next morning, I made my way into the dining room to have breakfast. As I sat on the chair, Anna appeared at my side, “What should I serve you for the breakfast, Your Highness?”My gaze traveled to the Head chair as I asked her, “Is Father not joining me today?”Placing a plate in front of me, she informed me, “King had his breakfast earlier this morning before he went out for a meeting.”Meeting? I wasn’t informed about any such meeting. Well, I wasn’t surprised, after all, there was so much going on behind my back in this castle.“Are you really getting married?” came a booming voice behind me.I jerked around to find a tall, bulky man standing in the doorway. Damon.My eyebrows pinched together, “What are you doing here in the castle this early in the morning?”Without averting his eyes away, he started taking slow steps in my direction, “I asked the question first.”My nostrils flared slightly as I bit out, “Not that it’s any of your business but yep, I am getting
Ember’s POV:“No! He did not!” Sophie exclaimed when I told her about the not-so-pleasant event that occurred at the breakfast.“I can’t fucking believe that he could’ve even thought of doing such a thing…and that too in the castle,” I felt my blood boiling all over again as I recalled those moments.Sophie jerked her hand and groaned in frustration, “Why even is he in the castle?”I planted my palms on my hips and spat in annoyance, “Apparently he is a very special guest of Father who is going to stay in the castle for God knows how long.”Sophie was furious at Damon’s actions and attitude. Crossing her arms over her chest, she flared her nostrils, and gritted out in one breath, “And tell me why the hell you didn’t hypnotize him and compelled him to cut his own jugular with the same fucking knife?”Fuck. I was hoping that she wouldn’t go there but who was I kidding? She was Sophie, the always curious-and-pays-attention-to-every-tiny-detail entity.I swallowed and averted my gaze, “I…
Ember's POV:A little bit of excitement zinged through me as I looked at the perfect solution I'd crafted for myself.Amusement flickered in my eyes as I looked at Sophie, "Do you remember what Deborah said? That my witch-side is getting stronger and it's suppressing Aria who has already gone weak since I denied her her mate?"She groaned in frustration, "I clearly remember what Deborah told us. Now stop beating around the bush and tell me what the hell is this?" She pointed a finger at my secret vault."The solution, Sophie. It's a solution to all my problems." I chuckled excitedly.She stared at me long and hard like I had gone insane before spitting, "This? This is your solution?"Slowly shaking her head, she inserted her hand in the space below the floorboard and grabbed both vials I stole from the castle clinic last night.She looked at me in disbelief, "I can't even believe that you can even think to do such a thing."She paused and then screeched, "Like seriously, Ember?" She w
Ember’s POV:After breakfast, I sauntered out to the castle lawns to interact with nature. The sky was clear, and the sun was shining brightly. It was a pleasant day.My eyes swept around the greenery I was surrounded by and I inhaled a deep breath of fresh air. Slipping out of my shoes, I planted my bare feet on the soft grass and relished the feel of it.Fishing the phone out of my jeans pocket, I opened the chat with Sophie and sent her a quick text: “Hey, if you are free, then find me on the lawn.”She had been ignoring me since our little argument yesterday. She was upset with me and I didn’t like that at all.My eyes were on the screen as the little bubble appeared indicating that she was typing. A moment later, her reply came, “Can’t. I’m busy.”My fingers tapped on the screen, “Doing what?”This time, the typing bubble hovered on the screen for the whole minute which was enough to tell me that whatever she was typing would be long and not to my liking.Her message came and I i
Ember's POV:I flung around and hissed, “What did you just say?”Damon cocked his head to the side with amusement dancing in his eyes. He sure was enjoying it. Slowly nodding his head, he said, “Well, your reaction just confirmed my suspicion.”There was no use lying to him now because doing that would only make me seem more pathetic. He wouldn't even have said such a thing if he wasn't 100% sure of it. But how? How did he even get to know?I wanted to resist the urge to ask him but I just couldn't do that. So yeah, glaring at him, I inquired in a blank tone, “How did you know?”He thought about it momentarily before saying, “Yesterday, when I threatened Anna, I was sure as hell that it wouldn’t work on you. I only did that because I was actually expecting you to fight me. I was even looking forward to seeing your feral side. I kept waiting for your raging, alpha wolf to show up and challenge me,” his eyebrow piqued higher, “but when you just surrendered without any fight, I got suspi
Ember’s POV:“So, are you going to this…dinner?” Sophie asked me while flopping on the mattress.“Do you think I have a choice?” I shot her while munching on the cookie.Sophie turned to her side, “Well, after knowing what a crazy psycho bastard he is, I would suggest you not provoke him any further.”That's the plan. Brushing the crumbs from my mouth I groaned heavily, “Ugh, I hate how he is controlling me, Sophie.”She heaved up on her elbow, “I despise him for it too but still, I don’t want you to risk anything.” She looked at me with concern and enunciated her words, “No one can know about the weakening or disappearance of Aria when you are this close to finally becoming a Queen. People will only see it as a sign of weakness and will never accept you as their Queen and ruler.”Sadness filled me up and I stayed silent. Sophie’s voice turned softer as she tried to make me feel better, “People of the South love you, Ember. There is no doubt in that but when it comes to their safety an
Ember's POV:I stared out of the window at the night lights as the car dashed through the city.After about 20 minutes of driving, the car screeched to a halt in front of Fable & Fork, a renowned five-star restaurant located in the heart of the city. I've been here dozens of times to attend meetings and events.As the driver opened the car door, I grabbed my purse and stepped out of the car. As soon as I was out, a man clad in a black suit accompanied me. Bowing slightly, he introduced himself, "I am Brian Wade, the manager at Fabel & Fork. It's an absolute pleasure to serve you this evening, Your Highness."I pulled a small smile and acknowledged him with a nod. Waving his hand forward, he requested, "Please."Lifting my chin, I started walking toward the entrance. As I stepped inside, two other waiters bowed and accompanied us. As we reached the dining area, I looked around to find a familiar, brooding face of a psychotic bastard.Brian cleared his throat beside me, "Not here, Your
Ember’s POV:The food was brought and served by the Head Chef himself. Seeing the mouth-watering food made my stomach growl, which fetched a chuckle out of Damon.I squinted my eyes at him, “Let the girl devour the finger-licking food, you demonic soul.”A burst of laughter escaped him as he filled me a glass of wine.Rolling the pasta around my fork, I slid it into my mouth. Closing my eyes, I relished the feel of my taste buds exploding with a rich creamy taste.I opened my eyes to find Damon staring at me with a small smile and amusement in his eyes. I raised my eyebrow at him to which he slightly shook his head and grinned widely, “Who could have thought that the Princess of the South has a severe food fetish.”I winked at him playfully, "At least, better than a foot fetish." Taking another bite, I pointed at the untouched plate of food in front of him.Sliding the plate of sizzling hot steak closer to him, he picked up a fork and knife and took his time to slash the piece of meat
Ember's POV:The next morning, I woke up to find myself spooned in Nicholus's embrace. One of his arms was under my head while the other one was wrapped around my belly.I fucking loved mornings like these. Waking up to the warmth of my mate was worth every difficulty I'd survived till now. Oh, what I wouldn't give to have his body tightly pressed against mine every morning.I shifted slightly and froze as something poked in my ass. His morning wood. Did I fail to mention that while counting the morning blessings?Something hot exploded in my lower belly as heat pooled between my legs. My heart started racing excitingly as I shifted slightly to have the perfect angle to rub my ass on his hard dick.As I slid my ass up and down his hard-on, I felt slick wetness leaking out of my pussy. Fuck, it felt so amazing that I could do that all day without a pause.And suddenly, my heartbeat turned erratic as I heard a deep, morning voice, "You again?"It was so sensual that a new wave of lust a
Ember's POV:The next day while we were all gathered around the dining table during lunch, Nicholus's phone started ringing. One glance at the screen and my breath got stuck in my lungs as the name 'Mabel' flashed as the caller ID.Mother.Quickly grabbing the phone off the table, Nicholus excused himself and hurried outside.For a long minute, I stayed stuck in that moment. A ball of nervousness inflated inside me. Yesterday, I asked Nicholus to contact her and tell her I wanna meet her.As much as I was curious, I was also dreading the moment he would walk back inside and explode the bomb on me. I couldn't believe I was actually sitting there, with a stomach tightly coiled in a knot of fear, wondering whether my own mother would agree to meet her only daughter after abandoning her all those years ago. For the first time ever, I was questioning my worth. Would she see me worthy enough to meet me? Or was I going to be shunned once again?My stomach churned. The taste of my mouth had g
Ember's POV:Ethan, however, still seemed reluctant to comply with my plan but instead of outrightly denying it, he turned to his Alpha who was rooted to his spot with his intense eyes fixated on me.Clearing his throat, Ethan said, "Umm, what's your take on this, Nicholus? Do you think this is a good idea to go ahead with?"Without averting his gaze, Nicholus ordered his Beta and Gamma, "Leave me alone with my mate."The way he said that in his deep, rough voice coupled with the way he was staring at me, a chill ran down my spine along with a flame of desire igniting deep within me.Ethan shot up from the chair and nodded once before making his way to the door. Darius, who assessed the look in Nicholus's eyes and assumed God knew what, stood and winked at Nicholus before smirking, "Don't go so rough on her."At that, Nicholus finally shifted his gaze to glare at him before grumbling, "Close the door on your way out, Beta."Snickering under his breath, Darius sauntered out of the offi
Ember's POV:After breakfast, Nicholus and the boys made their way to the office, and having nothing else to do, I resigned to my room to escape reality.But I had just read one chapter when a sudden knock jerked me out of the world of faes I was wandering in.Flipping the book close, I hollered, "Come in."As the door creaked open, I saw a maid slipping inside. Bowing her head, she started speaking politely, "Good Morning Queen. King Nicholas has sent me to give you a message."Even though she didn't ask I could see the question lingering in her eyes. Why did King have to send a message through a maid instead of mindlinking?Well, the answer was that I'd been blocking him out of my mind ever since he played his pillow trick. Petty and childish, I know, but I had no idea how else to make a point that I was really upset with whatever he was doing lately.I nodded slowly, "What's the message?""He is calling you to his office," she was staring at me and I don't know what she saw in my e
Nicholus's POV: As Ember retreated to our room, I jerked around and slammed my palms on the stone railing while staring at the vast empire sprawled in front of me. Things weren't going the way I'd imagined. Ember and I...we were the most unexceptional thing to ever happen in this universe. But still, even after all the generational enmity and hatred, we found our way to each other. In our earnest attempts to hate each other, we somehow fell in love. But is loving her enough? Since the last few days, I'd been constantly feeling miserable. I couldn't fathom what she felt at being the target of so much hate. And the fact that I couldn't hide her from all that only enraged me even more. My shoulders slouched as I turned around and walked back to the bedroom. It was dimly lit and eerily quiet in there. Ember was lying on the bed. I took in the wall of pillows in the center of the bed she had set up to show how upset she was with me. But for some reason, everything this 5'8" woman did
Ember's POV: It was past midnight and I lay wide awake on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as hundreds of thoughts swirled in my mind. Nicholus was soundly asleep on his stomach beside me with his arm over my belly. My body was tired and my mind was fully exhausted. I needed sleep but it was nowhere to be found. Feeling suffocated and restless, I wrapped my fingers around Nicholus's wrist and gently nudged it away from my abdomen. Quietly getting out of bed, I grabbed the silk nighty off the couch and slipped it over my shoulders. Knotting the ribbon at the front, I padded toward the balcony. Stepping out, I inhaled a rush of fresh air and let it do its work to calm my jittery nerves. Reaching to the back of my mind, I called tiredly, "Aria?" Her voice was soft as she responded, "I'm right here. And I know what you're feeling." Exhaling loudly, I sighed, "At least now I have someone who can understand me on a deeper level." She paused for a minute before saying in a low voice
Ember’s POV:As Nicholus and I entered the dining hall, everyone was already seated around the table for breakfast. Luna, who used to sit right next to Alpha’s head chair, was now sitting on the chair next to that.I had always disliked the change in ranks and positions just because of a change brought by one person. I was now the King’s wife. Rightfully, that place was mine now, but how could I feel good about lowering the rank of Luna who had been sitting there for decades? Soon, she'd have to pass down the title of Luna to me. Was that even fair?Stepping forward, Nicholus pulled out the chair for me to sit. Mumbling good morning to everyone, I settled down. Nicholus followed the suit and sat down on his chair.Moving his head toward the maid beside him, Nicholus nodded lightly. All the maids started moving quickly around the table, carrying the trays, and serving us breakfast.There was an awkward silence in the hall, just like it had been for the last two days since the reception
Ember's POV: With wide smiles and twinkling eyes, everyone was staring at the door, waiting for the bride and groom to make their first appearance. But as soon as the doors opened, all the chitter chat turned into loud gasps followed by a pin drop silence. Tightening my fingers around Nicholus's arm, I stepped inside and noticed how every pair of eyes widened with shock as they spotted the Princess of the South beside the King of the North...a very unexpected match indeed. No one in their wildest dreams would have thought that they would ever witness such a day. A heavy lump formed in my throat as I scanned the crowd. So many faces were familiar. The people who had always known me as the daughter of Alexander Valdez and the future queen of the South were now witnessing me as the bride of Nicholus Dicaprio and the shock was clearly evident on their faces. But among the shocked faces, there were some red with anger and betrayal. Those were the unfamiliar ones. The daggers they were t
Ember's POV: Once we climbed down the ladder of ecstasy after cumming so hard, both of us stared at each other and burst out laughing like two maniacs. Rushing to the washroom, we did a quick job to clean ourselves and returned to the room. I giggled at the cute naked ass of Nicholus as he sprinted to the balcony to fetch our clothes. Our movements were quick as we slid into our wedding outfits. While zipping my back, Nicholus informed me, "We need to hurry. I'm continuously receiving mindlinks from Mom and Darius." Grabbing the skirt of my dress, I rushed toward the vanity and redo a bit of the makeup before brushing my hair straight. Nicholus was leaning against the doorframe, staring at me in amusement as I tied the straps of heels around my ankle. Raising my eyebrow, I inquired curiously, "Why are you smiling?" His smile only widened as he blurted out, "I think I'm feeling butterflies." A chuckle spewed out of me at his choice of words, "And why is that?" He took