RHETT“Gova.”She was standing by the window of our room, clad in in the regal she wore the day she left to join her friend, Laura in her chambers, to cheer her up and escort her to the stage where she would be crowned the Luna of rainbow crest by the council.She had a warm smile on her beautiful face, and her eyes were lit with an unfading excitement, the sort that had always been there, the sort that made me find her pleasant.She beckoned on me to come, and gently, I made to the window post to meet her, but I saw her body transform into a sleek and curvy body I’ve always lusted after, and her hair changing into the hairs I wanted to smooth and sniff the most.But I was adamant.I saw no reason to back away from the transformed body, but getting to her, I realized something strange.The body was Laura’s, but the face was Gova’s.Her smile had turned pale, and her eyes had gone dim with sadness, full of goals she never accomplished, and pretty plans that never came to life.It was f
RHETTWe broke the hug and I led them inside. I wasn’t glad that Andy came with her, because I hate him as much as I hate Ricky and I believe my hate for him is justifiable because you can’t hate a master and hate his servant.Offered a seat in the room, they sat side by side, while I sat on a small sofa, facing them, with sad look of a mourning fellow on my face.Cassey had the basket she brought with her dropped at the centre table, which grimed with sweet smelling glass oil which the servants of the fort had used in polishing it clean.“How have you been, brother?” Cassey posed with so much words left in her lips.Had I gone pale and weak with mourning for crying out loud, she would have had so much to say, and she could have said everything without hold any of them back in her mouth with her lips tight.Well, I did mourn Gova. I did feel her absence. I did cry my eyes out when the priest set fire to her funeral pyre, but I knew I was not meant to exceed the boundaries of mourning
RHETTShe turned to me, her eyes red with prolonged mourning of her dear friend, who was my dear love, but I wonder people get so concerned with mourning the demise of others than it is necessary.“Laura.” I took up a saddened voice, and she approached me and buried herself in my hug, sobbing into my chest, giving me the pleasurable warmth of her breath and her sob.I imagined her breathing this warmth of hers into my nostrils, while we engage in a deep French kiss on my bed in a cozy night and in a calm morning.I caressed her back, pretending to sob along, and forcing tears to well up in my eyes. Fake tear, I bet no one the universe can create such more than I do. I can force as much tears as the crocodiles in swamps and lakes, and I can sob and wail in pretence, more the wives of a polygamist who had met his earthly demise.“I couldn’t help her…I couldn’t help her when she needed me the most.” Even her sob and her wailing were so alluring, rousing my nerves and making me wail even
QWENI bet the mirror knows me better than anyone do. It always gave me the response I desired so much each time I stare into it. It displays me to me, and what exactly is the me she displays to me?An epitome of evil; hate and malice. Those are what the mirror in my massive room says of me each time I stand before it with my brazing red lipstick.Of course, I’m evil and it gives me pleasure.Maybe I’m the first freak you’ve ever known, or maybe I might not, because even I myself had seen and had intimacy with an old freak, his name is Lucio, and I suspect that he has his hands in the swap of events on the marking ceremony, but his plans got ruined after it worked out.Well, I wouldn’t swear over it, because I’m not sure if he did anything wicked on that fateful day.I drew a round circle on my lips with the lips stick, forming the blazing red I loved so much. The red that made people mistake me for a Russian model, maybe because Russians had a lot to do with blazing red.Well, that
LAURAHaving spent some time in the garden, mourning Gova and consoling Rhett, I decided to visit Killian’s chambers, where I was meant to be as his Luna, but you know, there are laws that permit the Lycan king to have his own chamber, while his Luna remains glued to hers, but there are no laws that stops the Luna from paying the king an impromptu visit.Truth be told, I had nothing in stock for Killian. He only picked me up in my greatest moment of shame, and I heeded to his call without saying a word.But despite the fact that he was never what I wanted, and the hatred I had of recent, developed for his twin brother, had in a way found its way to him, I knew I had to play his Luna, and that was what I was doing.Being his damn Luna.I walked through the long walk way, passing by omegas who bow their heads to greet me, and returning their greetings as well, but getting to his chamber, I was curious when I saw guards standing at the first entrance.“Good morning, your majesty.” They g
ANDYEver since Ricky left the palace, and Killian emerged from no where, claiming the throne to himself, the palace had become a playground where anybody from anywhere could stage their own game as they wished.Passing by the garden, I saw Laura and Rhett staging their own games; Laura lying atop Rhett, and Rhett wincing in pretence to be in pain over a mere skin cut.I knew at once that it was Rhett playing Laura.What do you expect from a man who lost his fiancé?There is no one to warm his bed, and he has to find one, and, who else would be in his choicest list if not the beautiful friend of his demised fiancé?Laura had a skin that looked like heaven, a smile that is as alluring as the glare of the moon, and any man who sets an eye on her would desire her in the next minute.I remember being tempted to shoot a shot at her, but remembering that I would be making the greatest mistake of my life, I shunned the desire not to go that mad.But the truth is, I didn’t dare because I fear
QWEN“Have you come to caress me with good news?”I squashed the cigar I had with me in the glass disk where I dump half smoked cigars whenever I bored with smoking.“Yes, a very sweet one, ma’am.”My chauffeur had a wicked smiled on his thin face. Maybe because he wanted to be spared a second grace to grab my soft butt like he did the other time, when I almost choked him to death by throwing smoke into his mouth.I shot him a weak smile that exuded evil.“Go on and break the good news.”I was cladding in bikini, and I could see his pants protruding while he pretended to focus his gaze on the floor.Trust my body.I’m foxy enough to make men cum even before they touched me.He cleared his throat.“The agent appointed to handle Andy’s case succeeded in poisoning Cassey.” He said, with a smile.That was good news, but not a complete good news.“And?” I raised my eyebrows with rage.I hate half cooked news. I like getting my meal served hot and well cooked. Not cold and half done.“She l
QWEN“You traitor!”I had my gun placed to Lucio’s head, but a tall, handsome man standing behind me kicked off the gun and pushed me off Lucio’s side.“What happened here?” Lucio posed with raised eyebrows.“You set me up!” I sneered.Lucio scuffed.“Why would I?” he posed, looking around the warehouse as though he was startled with the corpses littered in the warehouse, and the bullet holes on the walls.I picked my guns on the floor where it fell after it was kicked off my hand by the tall man standing behind Lucio.“Who are these guys?” I posed, bending to slip my gun into my pant.“Frankly speaking, I have never set my eyes on these men you killed here.” Lucio said with a sort of confusion in his eyes.There were about six corpses of men that came fully armed, lying around in the warehouse. I had shot them and dug my bullets in vital parts of their body, such that they were not spare a chance to blink before their lives evaporated from them, and their body went cold.That was how