Darach looked at his brother. Who was laying on the same bed in the healing center where Darach had left him last time but this time he had a fresh wound and from the looks of it Darach was sure that someone has shot an arrow at him.
"What happened to your chest?" Darach asked, inspecting his wound.
"Nothing it will heal. Seems like my beast has finally started showing mercy towards me." Connor responded with a breathy exhale.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Confusion laced in Darach's voice.
"That means that after 20 years the bastard's finally helping me to heal. Something on this land has sparked his interest. Enough about me! Tell me did you get any information on the whereabouts of Lucia and others?" Connor changed the subject, clearly not wanting to talk about his wound.
"Nothing! But a witch crossed my way and my bea
Darach's words were like a slap on Amber's soul.Amber's heart shattered. . .It was like some invisible fist was punching her in the gut.Darach regretted marking her. Her own mate regretted claiming her, he detested Amber.She was standing there listening to her mate's every word.She didn't know what to believe anymore. Everything was in front of her but a small part of her still has faith in her mate who had looked into her eyes with sincerity while telling her that he wanted to be her save place. A place where she can hide from all her worries. But he forgot to tell her where she needed to hide if he turned his back on her.Darach's words of affection, his empty promises of never leaving her side, his false claim of never hurting Amber, his sweet talks about a happily ever after
****There is madness in her bloodline****Sometimes someone you have known for only a few days could have stronger power on you than someone you have known for centuries.The same happened to Amber when she had told Rebecca to leave her alone.Rebecca, her very first companion~Rebecca has left her alone without a fuss maybe because she has gone through this phase in which Amber was currently trapped.Broken, mourning the loss of her happily ever after.Amber was so disappointed in Darach but still, A small part of her wanted to forgive him, to not utter a single word to him, to act like she didn't know that he hated her while the other part of her just wanted to detach herself from him completely.Her lycan instinct has gone completely silent as if it was n
****He wore his hatred like a cruel second skin****Amber gazed at the king of beasts. He looked confused as fuck.He assessed his surroundings before setting his eyes on Amber."What's the problem?" Darach asked."What's the problem?" Amber echoed in a questioning tone."I did something working?" Darach asked while scratching the back of his head, looking anywhere but at her.He clearly didn't have any idea about what happen between Amber and his beast.Maybe that was a way of the beast to show her how much control he can have on Darach. He can clearly dominate Darach but Amber didn't want a divided man.If Darach messed this up she will have to forsake them both.Amber had often heard that the lycans were
"Black Hearts Are Not Born Black, They Are Burned."Amber glanced up, clouds were moving in, just as they had yesterday afternoon. They reminded her of the idyllic time spent with Darach. Which made bitterness churn inside her.She doesn't want to ask him why was he treating her like this anymore. Because Amber knew his reasonings already.Amber knew his intentions. . .The King of beasts wanted to bound her but he didn't know that Amber can't be bound, not even by the Goddess.Today she has to make a choice, the same choice that every lycan in her Queendom had made.She had to choose between love and respect ju
"The Cold Queen Was Hiding A little Girl Inside Her Who Was Afraid Of People Hurting Her."Darach's gaze was locked on the woman in front of him. The woman who had transformed into a lycan, not a regular lycan she had transformed into the beast that even Darach's own fear.She was three times bigger than her 5.2 height, her nails had transformed into lethal claws and an image of her beast was flickering on her face.There she was standing, the Rightful Heiress to The Lycan Throne.Darach was staring at the beast cut from the Rightful King of Lycan's soul. His Mighty Uncle's soul.Amber was Aric's daughter.She was Darach's cousin, a part of family~There was no way in hell that he will make a mistake in identify
Present TimeThe Kingdom Of LycansAric King~He didn't sleep very well in a long while, he didn't sleep very well since the last time he spoke to his mate.His mind has a scary capability of being dark and deemed whenever he tried to sleep.He was afraid of his own dreams. He was afraid of dreaming about her again only to wake up alone with no trace of her around him, Again.It has been centuries since he has been awake, awake and tired.After centuries of roaming foreign lands in search of Emmeline, the Rightful King was back where he truly belonged.Aric, the king of all beasts looked around his birthplace, the same place he had abandoned in search of his mate.He had forsaken his kind, his kingdom, and his duties. . .
FlashbackEmmeline woke from her slumber with her heart beating as if she had run a mile.She clawed at her own neck, trying to lose the invisible noose that was constricting her neck, making it impossible for her to breathe.Something was not right~Emmeline looked at the empty space on the bed where Aric was sleeping before.The faint traces of his scent were indicating that it has been a while since he left.He never left without telling her.'Something was not right~' These words were playing in her mind like a broken record.Emmeline's Fey has the ability to sense doom, currently, her heart was constricting as if someone was stabbing her heart with a knife.Her heart had never known pain like this...'Maybe something i
Emmeline didn't let her love for Aric overpower her judgment.She was his mate but before that, she was a Fey, a Fey who was next in line to lead her kind.Aric was the King of Beasts, one of the most dangerous being alive but Emmeline was a Fey Princess, walking and breathing lethal weapon.The king of beasts has provoked her Fey and Fey weren't very merciful when provoked, not even to their own blood.Aric had lost all his chances when he had chosen that witch over Emmeline.Emmeline gripped the ancient silver dagger that was holding her hair in place, a gift from her ancestors that was given to her by her father. The locks of her hairs that were pinned above her neck with the help of the dagger fell all over her back.It was finally time to use the dagger~Aric turned his back on Emmelin
Amber stared at Darach’s face. She had been waiting for this moment for the whole day and finally, she had successfully cornered the love of her life.Amber licked her lips as she gazed up in her mate’s wide blue eyes.Dark Gods! Three years had passed and she still can’t get bored from the startled look that Darach gave her every time she unexpectedly cornered him for quickies.Snaking her arms around his neck Amber pulled him down as she pressed forward against him while batting her eyelashes seductively at him.At this point Darach was panting, his eyes flickering from blue to their magnetic golden color.His flashing golden eyes were always a turn on for her. "We shouldn't be doing this." Darach whispered distractingly."Then I should find someone else to state my needs." Amber mumbled in a taunting tone. At her words, Darach's mouth aggressively descended over hers.The se
"I can't believe you were sleeping while my daughter was so close to losing her life." Aric roared at his nephew but for the first time in his life Darach didn't cower away from his uncle's dominance."Amber shouldn't have been in this position if you had resolved your issues with Aunt Emmeline." Darach rasped, looking his Uncle in the eye. Backing down wasn't an option now. It was high time that they all came to terms with their past. "What did you say pup?" Breathing through his nose to keep his anger in, Aric took a threatening step towards his nephew. "Repeat yourself and I'll teach you a lesson in manners that you have clearly forgotten over the past centuries." Aric breathed in rage when Darach didn't lower his gaze. At this point, he was standing nose to nose with Darach. Darach's words hadn't set well with Aric. No matter what Aric was the Alpha King and the beast within him was demanding him to discipline his nephew who had ste
Amber's heart constricted inside her chest. Oracle's words had hit home. Amber had asked her to stay and she had asked Amber to let go of the past. They both had asked each other for something that they weren't ready to do yet.The Oracle wasn't ready to grab onto the future and Amber wasn't ready to let go the past~Amber turned around to leave. Maybe it was meant to be this way. Amber caressed her stomach, which was becoming a habit now. Too much was going on on her mind. The Oracle had left her with unanswered questions whose answers only the Oracle knew. What had she meant by a cursed being and not able to touch children? The Dragon was definitely going to lose it if he found that his mate had escaped again.Amber felt bad for Aidan, he had spent a decade in Amber's territory spying on her in hopes that once she will become the crowned queen of witches she will lead him to his bride.In a way, Amber did lead him
Amber caressed her baby bump as she gazed up at the sky. The sun wasn't completely up yet, there was a certain type of peace in the atmosphere. After so long Amber felt content. She wanted to be there for her child but this time not alone, She wanted Darach to be with her.Amber had realized that it didn't matter that from which race her child will belong because Amber's love will be enough for her child. She was afraid of giving birth to a girl but not anymore~If she gave birth to a witch then she will train her daughter to love herself. She will tell her that she was beautiful and anyone who'll tell her daughter otherwise will get his ass kicked by Amber. Oh, it will be too much fun to train her daughter to kick fool's asses. Will her daughter look like Amber or Darach? Or was she going to give birth to a son? Amber's lips curved in a smile, she couldn't wait to find out. Suddenly a shadow passed by the woods pulling Amber out of her
Amber stared at the man sleeping peacefully beside her.Life wasn't as complicated as man made it. Sometimes a person was just bound by the chains of his longings, resentment and pain to see what always has been in front of him.When fate took something from a person, the person was always blessed with something more but it seemed like the pain of losing was too big to grab on to the happiness offered to him.A person always remember what he lost instead of cherishing the things he still has.Amber was that person~She was blessed with a Goddess to show her the right path, a mate, a father, a mother, friends who were like a family, allys who were ready to protect her no matter what. She had people who trusted her with their loyalties. And above them all, she had a baby coming her way.If she counted all these blessings on her fingers, they really dull out the pain of her past. The pain she had endured in the past had
Amber groaned in pain. Dark Gods! Her back was killing her. She shouldn't have come between her father and Vladimir. It had sucked all the energy from her body. Her day had been hectic. Vladimir had proudly announced to Aric that he was staying because Amber had requested him to stay. Aric had lost his shit and he had started cursing Vladimir like a sailor while Rome had shrieked at Aric like a banshee to stop cursing around his godchild, not caring even a bit that he was talking to the King of Beasts.It felt like Amber had started living in a circus where a millennium-old King of Beasts and Vampire King liked to get on each other's nerves. They were even worse than Jimmy who God knows why was hell-bent on making Darach's life a living hell.Laying on the bed Amber held her breath, closing her eyes she waited. . . It was almost midnight and soon Darach's beast was going to wail. Every time his beast howled at the
Amber was sitting in the wheelchair, her heart was thumping inside her chest with anticipation which was weird because she has no romantic feelings for the Vampire King Vladimir. He was just a silly crush Amber had kidnapped from his Kingdom. Amber inwardly winced at the memory. Dark Gods! She was so stupid back then. But why was she suddenly so eager to see Vladimir?"Should I warn your boy toy that the rules around here had been changed?" Rome asked."I would suggest you shut your mouth around him. That will be more convenient for everyone." Amber shot him a glare over her shoulder. Rome was wise enough to shut his mouth.She peeked at Darach, his shoulders were tense. The lock in his jaw was indicating that he had heard Rome. When his gaze collided with Amber, she looked away first.It was the second time Rome had blurted something about Vladimir in front of Darach. Rome and his big mouth~
*Three and a half months later*"Here try these, you know I made these myself." Rome proudly announced while placing a plate of fresh fruits on Amber's stomach. "How can you make this Rome? These are fucking fruits cut in slices." Amber snorted. "How many times I have to tell you to stop swearing around my godchild?" Rome yelled and Amber cringed at his shrill voice. Rome's eyes widened dramatically at her reaction.Leaning down Rome caressed Amber's stomach affectionately. "Sorry Princess, your godfather didn't yell at you. I was just yelling at your mother who is being unreasonable." Rome whispered to Amber's stomach. Amber rolled her eyes at Rome's silly gestures. He loves to talk to the baby growing inside her. Ignoring him Amber started eating the fruits, she can barely see her own feet, her stomach was huge and Rome loves to use it as a table. Emmeline had carried Amber for four months befo
Turning around Amber particularly ran towards her home. The fucker who said that peace fills a person's mind when he forgives someone had fucking lied. Because currently there was chaos brimming inside her soul.She needs to distance herself from everyone. Distance keeps her safe, distance keeps her sane.Amber wanted everyone to leave her alone but at the same time, she wanted them to stay...It was a mixed feeling like when you forgive a person but a part of you is still clinging to the past, reminding you of all the hurt they had caused you. A part of you still wants them to suffer for all the pain you have endured. It doesn't matter if you have forgiven them. Sometimes its too difficult to let go of the past~You want to let go but at the same time, you don't. Because some permanent damage had been done to your soul that can't be reversed.Amber closed her bedroom door with a bang. Her breaths were co