GEORGINA'S POV. I heard a loud knock on the door, I turned to the door immediately, Joana just left to go supervise our breakfast, there was no way she would be back so soon. “My queen, Gamma Israel is here to see you, should we let him in?” One of the guards at the door shouted. “Oh, yeah, please let him in,” I replied walking to the door. “My queen,” Gamma Israel bowed as he walked in. He stood by the door, he wasn't supposed to walk deeper inside the room when I wasn't with any servant. “Gamma Israel,” I called walking closer. “I am glad you found time to visit me.”“My queen I am afraid my time here is limited, I have a lot to do at the training ground.”“Then I suppose we get on with business without any further delay,” I smiled gesturing him to sit on a chair. “Come let's sit.”“I am afraid I have to decline the kind gestures, but I have to quick to leave here,” he bowed in respect. I inhaled deeply, he was proving more difficult than he was, did Beta Nathan tell him anyth
GEORGIANA'S POV“Wow,” I smiled as I glanced around the balcony, it had been a while since I had been here, infact I didn't remember the last time I came to this part of the castle. The spot was very good for fresh morning air, it had a wonderful sight, you could hear the birds singing and Godfrey was right below me. Godfrey was practicing so hard, that I couldn't help but stare at his sweaty ripped body, he was only in his pants, that was almost loose, I don't know if he did that one purpose but the view was driving me crazy. “Do my queen find the air comforting?” Joana smiled as we exchanged understanding nods. She was always naughty. “My goodness I didn't think of this place?” I smiled turning back to Godfrey. “The view is very intriguing, damn, I could almost taste it, the sweat, his body…” she chips in. “The view is quite beautiful isn't it, you should come here more often,” she smiles, giving me a playful nudge, and she leans in to whisper. “You need to be careful, Georgi,”
GODFREY'S POV. I let out a sigh of relief as I saw the queen leaving, what was she doing here anyway? I have been trying to avoid her after what happened, I wonder what would happen if she gets angry that I didn't come for breakfast as she requested. “Hey slave boy,” the man shouted, jerking me from my thoughts, I turned to him. I only chose to fight with him because I wanted to keep my eyes off the queen. She was becoming more and more tempting, I could smell her perfume miles away, it was a scent I couldn't resist, I couldn't clear the thought of having to go to that balcony and fulfill my lustful desires. “What are you thinking about?” He asked. “You shouldn't lose focus on the battlefield or your head will be rolling on the floor.”I nodded, taking in deep breaths. “So how do you get into the army?” He asked. “You are just a servant boy whose parents are not even in a high place yet you came in.”Was he mocking me? Or was he trying to find out something else relating to the q
GODFREY'S POV. “Hey,” David smiled as he walked closer to me. “I saved you some chicken, are you hungry?”“No,” I shook my head, sitting up on my bed. “I am fine, I had a bowl of porridge this evening at the training ground.”“Are you okay?” He asked, sitting beside me. “You look almost pale.”I turned to him, David was the only friend I had in this castle but I still couldn't risk telling him the truth, how would he accept that I am fucking his queen? But I needed someone to talk to, the urge of having a relationship with the queen was hard to resist. Not only did she serve as a true friend, but she was also very nice to me not to mention how my body reacts with every touch. “Do you want to tell me something?” He asked again, placing his hands on my shoulder. “Did they bully you at the training field?”I chuckled, cleaning my face with my palm. “No one gave me a hard time, I am just feeling a bit tired,” I assured him. “How are the horses?” I asked hoping to change the question. “
GODFREY'S POV. “Where have you been?” Joana questioned as soon as I walked in. “Do you think that the queen is a joke?”I bowed my head, if she only knew what happened in the hallway maybe she would see me as the victim. *Where were you?” She questioned again. “The queen asked you to always give your report every night, this wasn't the time she asked you to.”What is Beta Nathan up to? Why did he ask me to see me in his office tomorrow? Should I inform the queen? No that is a bad idea, I don't know why Beta Nathan hates me so much but telling the queen would only make matters worse, I should sort this out myself. “I am talking to you,” Joana snapped. “Don't you have no response?”“I am sorry,” I apologized raising my head up. “I was caught up in something, forgive me.”“What would you do to be forgiven?” The queen asked walking closer to me. Her steps weren't stable as she almost tripped.My brows furrowed in curiosity as I studied the queen. Was she drunk? I turned to Joana. Joa
GEORGINA'S POV. Godfrey pulled me closer to him, his hands placed on my waist, his fingers almost digging into my skin, I placed my hand firmly at his back. He finally let go of me, cupping my face in his soft palm. “You should take some rest,” he smiled, pulling me up. My lips curled into a mischievous smile. Does he really think I am drunk? Or has he finally accepted our relationship? At least I know that he isn't seeing another girl. “My queen,” he called, taking me up to my bed. “It is late, you should go to sleep, I will ask Joana to make you a bowl of soup to sober up,” he turned to go but I grabbed him by his hand. “Do you want to leave me alone?” I asked, pouting my lips. He smiles, removing my hand gently. “The guards would get suspicious if I spent the night here.”He was right, damn the guards. “Can you help me change?” I asked, getting up from my bed. “It's so hard to change all by myself.”“I will call Joana in,” he said walking out. “Joana isn't here, she must hav
AUTHOR'S POV. Godfrey ran through the pouring rain, his feet splashing in the muddy ground of the small village. The rain hit his face hard, making it difficult to see, but he kept running, using his palms to cover a little bit of his face. He walked through the wet grass and dirt paths.Tall trees lined the narrow road, their leaves dripping with water, soaked by the heavy rain. His clothes were drenched, clinging to his skin as he hurried past small, wooden houses with tin roofs. He stopped at a house, wiping his face, he glanced around to make sure nobody was there before knocking on the door. The door creaks open and an old man pops his head outside. “Beta Nathan sent me,” Godfrey revealed. The man opens the door slightly, letting Godfrey in. The man slammed the door shut walking back to the table in the center of the room. “Here it is,” he said slamming a small sack into his chest. Godfrey wanted to check the content but the man stopped him. “That wasn't your directive,” he
GEORGINA'S POV. I looked at myself through the mirror, nodding in satisfaction, the maid's clothes were very dirty, and the smell reeking from the clothes could almost knock a bull out. I held my breath for a long time trying to fasten the buttons. They said once someone falls in love they can do anything crazy, I guess the reason I never believed in it was because I wasn't in love back then. Joana opened the door, slamming the door shut, the heavy downpour and the thunder made it difficult to hear, Joana must have hit the door really hard. “Georgi,” she called. I turned to her with a smile. “What are you doing?” She asked again, walking closer to me. “No, I don't think that is the right question, what are you wearing?”“I am going to find Godfrey,” I said turning back to the mirror. “Can you come here and help me fasten the buttons?”“No,” she blurted out. “Take off that cloth,” she commanded, trying to pull it off. “No,” I shouted, holding her hand firmly. “Please Joana,” I ple
GODFREY'S POV. At the party, I stood by the door, leaning against the wall. My mind kept going back to the strange sounds I heard coming from a room earlier. I remembered how the queen was peeking into the room. It was not like her to do something like that. She was usually very respectful of others' privacy, at least not my privacy, but even with that, who could have been in there that made her act so differently?I glanced over at the queen. She had returned to her seat without a word, but something about her seemed off. She looked distant, as if she were lost in some deep, dark place within her own thoughts.Curiosity finally got the best of me. I decided to check who was in that room that had caught the queen’s attention. Quietly, I slipped out of the party, careful not to draw any notice. As I moved down the hall, heading toward the room, I heard faint footsteps behind me. Someone was coming.My heart hammered loudly in my chest as the person approached me. I was too scared to
GEORGINA'S POV. I froze, my whole body tensed, as sweat dripped down my forehead. My heart was pounding loudly in my chest, and I could feel my hands trembling. Slowly, I turned around, almost too scared to see who was behind me. Standing there was Godfrey, watching me with a concerned look on his face. "My queen..." he started to say, but I quickly reached up and covered his mouth, silencing him.I couldn’t let him speak or make any noise; I didn't want those to brat in there to know they were being watched. The look in his eyes showed his concern and confusion as we heard the girl's loud moans. I turned back to the room and turned back to him. The last thing I wanted was for him to see what my husband was doing in that room.Without saying a word, I grabbed Godfrey’s arm and began to pull him away, leading him down the hallway. My mind raced with what I had just witnessed, and I felt a mix of anger, disgust, and sadness. I kept my grip tight, not letting him ask questions or loo
GEORGINA'S POV.I walked through the halls, the loud music from the party fading behind me. I didn’t really know why I was looking for the king, but something inside me felt it was necessary. It was as if an invisible force was pulling me, guiding me to find him.My footsteps echoed in the empty corridors, and I glanced around, searching every corner. The king wasn’t anywhere in sight. The more I walked, the more I felt like I had to keep going, as if he was just around the next turn. But each time, I found nothing.The rooms were quiet, the air still, and it felt strange being away from the party, away from all the noise and people. I felt a slight unease, like I was chasing something I couldn’t catch. I turned another corner, hoping he might be there, but again, the space was empty. My heart sank a little, unsure of why I felt this urgency. Where was the king? And why did it feel like I had to find him right now? But no matter how far I searched, he wasn’t there.I made up my mind
GEORGINA'S POV. The party had already begun, and the music blared loudly through the room. People were laughing and chatting, but I sat quietly, my eyes fixed on Godfrey. He stood across the room, looking calm and composed, but all I could think about was when I would feel his strong rod sliding inside me again. The memory of our last time together flooded my mind—the way his touch made me moan, the thrusting, the sweat dripping off our body, the taste of his tongue. The sound of our moans played over and over in my head, impossible to forget.I was lost in my thoughts when Pamela suddenly touched my arm, pulling me back to reality. I flinched, surprised, as she sat down beside me.She had insisted on throwing this welcome party, trying to hide the shame of Prince Benjamin’s rejection. Thomas, her father, agreed to the party, wanting to cover up the fact that his daughter had been rejected by the prince. It was all just a distraction, a way to make things look normal.Pamela didn’t
GEORGINA'S POV. As I watched Beta Nathan disappear into the hallway, I couldn't help but smoldered at him with resentment. His final words lingering in my head, and although he didn't say it directly, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had just been threatened.“I swear if you so much as to touch Godfrey's hair, I would kill you,” I muttered, clenching my fist in anger. Joana appeared at my side, her face etched with concern. “What happened there?” she asked. “Why did the king suddenly summon you?”I sighed, brushing a hand through my hair. “The king called me in to question me about Mill’s death. He thinks I should have stepped in, that I should have done more.”Joana scoffed. “He always wants to put all the work on you; he knows that you are the real woman in this palace,” she whispered. “It is good the king left it in my care; for the first time I am using his incompetence to take care of Godfrey.”Joana frowned, her eyes narrowing. “Does he suspect anything about Godfrey?”I s
Author's pov. Alpha Thomas paced back and forth in his office, his face filled with anger and frustration. He stopped suddenly, glaring at Beta Nathan, who stood nervously before him.“How could this happen, Nathan?” Thomas demanded, his voice low but filled with anger. “Mill was our finest warrior, a man that led thousands to battle and always came back victorious, and now he’s dead. I left you in charge while I was away, and this is what happens.”Beta Nathan darted his eyes left and right, struggling to find the right words. “Alpha, I understand your anger,” he began slowly. “We are still investigating. It seems Mill was poisoned, but we don’t know yet who is responsible. We are still searching, but the murderer has covered their tracks well.”Thomas’s eyes narrowed in anger. “Poisoned? And you have found nothing? How could you let this happen under your watch? You were supposed to protect the kingdom while I was gone, Nathan. Instead, one of our own has been killed. You failed.”
GEORGINA'S POV.I jerked up from the bed, my face flickered to anger. What the hell was she talking about? How could she be so wicked to think about that?“Mother, please that is the only way I can be happy,” she pleaded.“No,” I shouted. “Pamela, are you hearing yourself?” I snapped.“Mother, you know this more than I do, the moon goddess won't give me another mate till he is gone.”“She would certainly not let you get married if you kill your mate,” I eyed. “Who gave you such wide thoughts?”“Mother,” she shouted.“Pamela,” I shouted back. “We are taking another person's life because you want to have a life.”“Mother, he is just a slave,” she shouted throwing the pillows to turn ground.“And he is someone's son, someone's brother, a friend, you need to start respecting people's life.”“Mother, who do you love more?” Sh blurted out.“What!” I scoffed. How could she asked me that question? I know I also love Godfrey but how could I place her above him…no, I would place Godfrey above h
GEORGINA'S POV.I let out a sigh of frustration as I rolled my eyes, this wasn't really necessary, Beta Nathan insisted that we all wait outside to hear the good news of the princess, Pamela was my daughter, she was the one who was supposed to come to me with good news not me waiting for her. Yes, we have the king, he must have enjoyed himself over there, draining his balls with perfect ease. How pathetic for me to wait for such a man. The king’s carriage rolled into the palace courtyard, its shiny wheels casting a glow to the ground, The horses snorted, their hooves clattering on the stone path. Around the courtyard, people stood quietly, heads lowered, waiting. The carriage slowed down as it neared the steps of the palace. Everyone stayed still, well except me of course, I was hisses every second. Finally, the carriage stopped. The slaves ran to the door gently opening the door of the carriage. The king slowly stepped out, his face brimmed with a bright smile. Joana moved close
GODFREY'S POV. Sam led me to the edge of the woods as the morning light filtered through the trees. We walked quietly, the ground soft beneath our feet, with the sound of birds singing above us. The air was cool and fresh, carrying the scent of the damp trees, As we went deeper, the trees grew taller, their branches creating a soft canopy. Fallen leaves crunched gently with each step and the distant rustle of the wind filled everywhere. We didn’t speak, just walked together. Sam was the name of the man, after much begging for him to train me he finally accepted but ever since then, Draco went silent. Sometimes I wish I could trade my werewolf for some bread, he was so picky and had this strange strong arrogance, how can a wolf and its master have different personalities?Draco said I hurt his ego by begging Sam to help me out, but he forgot the part where we either die or we have to leave the palace. “I heard the queen was sick,” he blurted out. “How is she now?” I turned to him