This is like a dejavu. She is trapped by the ruthless people who are determined to sell her off for money. They do not care about her as a person, treating her like discarded trash. Her blood is boiling at the thought of being used as a plaything and something in her snaps. She feels a rage boiling within her.
Memories of the past come rushing back. Her father’s death, the murders of the Royal Family and her friends…Alexei, Harietta and Anna who were killed. Alexei and Anna’s bodies, which were rotting in a secret location away from the graves of their parents and sister.
She hates Ezealyra. She hates the people who killed her loved ones. She hates the new Royal family and their lackeys.
She hates them all.
“Roseanne.”
The moon has risen directly above the snow clad mountains, shining over the dark sky. It is flickering behind the clouds, a storm starting to swirl around the area. A cold wind is blowing by, making the lone man shiver. He is standing at the foot of the mountain, pacing back and forth.“Where the hell is that woman?” Stefan snarls. He licks his tobacco stained lips in lust. His memories of the past few days are hazy. Ever since he lost Roseanne at the auction, he has been furious.The days following the auction are a blur to him because he is obsessed with the thought of claiming that girl for himself. He wants to taste her soft, virgin body and torture her for his pleasure. Every time he is reminded of her, he goes into a daze and forgets about everything else to the point he does not even know what he is saying.
The bodies lie on the ground, their eyes cold and lifeless. Everywhere she looks, there are only corpses stinking of rotten meat and fungi. Their skins are decaying and the bones from their decomposing bodies are visible. Their heads have been ripped apart with an animalistic force and there are marks of sharp fangs on their bodies.She squirms at the stench but her heart is not scared of the sight. Instead, her eyes are on a large silhouette which is standing at the end of the field. The sky has turned black with only a full moon shining brightly up above her.A golden light is emitting from the creature ahead. His glorious body is taut and well toned with eight packs. He is tall, possibly the tallest creature she has ever seen with dark eyes and a beautiful mane. Drops of blood are dripping from his lips which curve into a smile.
Without thinking, Roseanne pushes Josephine’s hands away from Dmitri’s. Her eyes flare up in anger at the sight of her mate being with another woman. She knows that Dmitri did not do anything with this snooty princess because Roseanne felt no pain of betrayal. But the jealousy in Roseanne’s heart has no bounds.“I was helping him!” Josephine retorts with a smile. “I was with him last night as a friend, helping him with the banquet while you were drunk and passed out.”Roseanne fumes at her. The woman is shameless and Roseanne does not like her one bit. Dmitri may tolerate her but Roseanne will not. Mate bond or not, this is her castle and not even a Princess like Josephine can mess with her in the only place she considers a home.“I will take over the duties of my mate
In Ezealyra, everything is in pandemonium. A large crowd has gathered around the river outside the town square. The river connects the country to Meosea and two bodies have washed up on land.One of the bodies was of a woman who was naked and frozen due to the frosty water. The other body was of a tall, large man whose body was covered with the shield of a Ezealyran knight but his lower half was stripped off. But that was not the most shocking part.Never in their lives had the people seen something so bizarre and gross. The man’s genitals have been stabbed multiple times and then ripped apart with brute strength. Nothing is left down there except for frozen blood and a large, gaping hole which is sickening to look at. Many men in the crowd are shifting uncomfortably upon the sight.A woman is clutching
There is a restlessness in the castle of Sloria. Roseanne can read the anxiety on everyone’s faces even though they are trying their best to be as normal as possible. After their tryst in the bathroom, Dmitri has been summoned to a meeting which Roseanne knows nothing about. He put Roseanne in charge of the castle and she is quite anxious about what to do.Thankfully, Aria and Polina are back. They were summoned to an important town square meeting where the deaths of Lucianna and Stefan were announced. The Blue Moon pack have been marked as criminals by the Ezealyran Royal Family and a notice has been issued to hunt them down. All the neighboring kingdoms have been asked to hand over any pack member who may be hiding nearby and to sever all ties with them.Leo is patrolling the town with Timur and other werewolf soldiers to make sure that none of the Blue
The sounds of the horses’ hooves echo through the silent road to the Ezealyran castle. Ezra is driving the carriage with Dmitri inside. The latter is quietly staring outside the carriage, silently reliving his past.He still remembers the Capital of Ezealyra, Vinesgard. The streets were once filled with people and the cities bustled with life. Shops used to line up on the roads and every morning, fresh aroma of food hung in the air. Sounds of children laughing would fill the streets and people greeted each other with a smile. His father used to travel the city every morning with him in tow while their guards surrounded them.People used to line up to see their Emperor in his royal garb, looking proud and happy. Emperor Nikolai used to look at his people with pride, feeling extremely happy for providing everything he could for them. From high up in the cas
Dmitri’s insides are boiling but he masks his disdain with a poker face. He wants to kill everyone in the room with his bare hands but this is not the time. Eduard is finally coming.A tall man enters the room followed by Venus. The man is oozing a cruel aura, his bloodlust filling the whole room. He is wearing fine silk garments with a large crown on his head. The arrogant man strides into the room with a fake pride which sickens Dmitri.The crown on his head is glittering under the bright lights. It is made of pure white gold with several sapphires attached on the border. In the middle is a large pink diamond, the rarest gem in the world. It was made by Emperor Petyr Visserion for himself and then it was passed to his son, Nikolai.Now, Nikolai’s murderer wears it.
“It’s done!” Iriana declares. She healed Roseanne’s nose within minutes using her homemade miracle potion which is perfect for all kinds of injuries. Roseanne touches her nose, feeling awed.“Wow, you healed it!” She gasps.“Of course I did! That’s my job!”Roseanne winces a little. Even if Iriana is skilled, her mouth is sharper than a knife.“Do you know when Dmitri is coming back?” Roseanne asks.“Why? Will you finally take my advice and bed him?” Iriana shoots back.“No…”“Then why bother about where he is?”