"Mother, put the knife down! It's me, Emily! "In the darkness I could see my mother's tense face! Her breathing appeared to be more rapid than usual. When she recognized me, the dagger instantly slipped from her hand with a sharp sound and fell to the ground. "Emily, you're finally here!" My mother hugged me happily, "Let's get out of here while your father hasn't come back yet!" " "Where are we going?" I asked puzzled, "You don't look good, I think I should find a doctor to check your physical condition first!" Mother, you need treatment!" "Enough, don't say any more!" My mother cried out furiously, picking up the dagger on the ground and aiming it at her own neck, "I said you have to get out of here!" Listen to Emily, you've got to go to the Illyrian Islands. That's what matters to you! You've got to trust me! If you continue to stay in court, you will not only be injured, you will even die!" "Mother, I don't
"Please don't, don't hit me here!" With tears in my eyes, I implored Leon, with a sense of wrong in my heart, and a fear that he would really do what he wished to do directly here. I could not imagine what it would be like to have my naked body seen by passers-by, and I did not dare to think about it. "Are you scared?" Leon's thumb touched my cheek, and a tear was wiped away by his finger. "Don't worry, I'll save this punishment for my wedding night! Now, go back to your room at once! Do you understand?" "Obey, Your Majesty!" My lips quivered, and the moment I turned away I felt Leon's keen eyes still upon me. I went nervously to my room, and Leon did not come until late in the evening. So I secretly tried to ask Lola if Leon would come over to-night, and I was really afraid that he would burst into my room and punish me in his own way. Now Lyon is so cold that I am frightened. Lola, however, told me that
It was not until the day of the coronation that I saw Leon again. Wearing a gold crown studded with jewels and diamonds, and holding in one hand the king's sceptre, the symbol of power, he sat impassive on his throne, his purple eyes still impassive. The two below him were filled with richly dressed nobles, all of whom looked with anticipation and envy at me and Lydia, who were slowly approaching. My gaze was fixed straight ahead. In order to maintain a dignified posture, I could only walk slowly, step by step, while Lydia, who was next to me, walked deliberately in front of me. She was dressed in a sumptuous gown of bright red, and her head-dress swayed from side to side with the rapidity of her step, as if she were not quite at ease with the weight. The scene reminded me of what Catheran had once said to me. She said that I should be governed by royal authority, as she would be in the future. Now I can feel the indescribable depth of it. E
"Guard, take this woman down!" Vermils' hoarse voice sounded in the hall, and I saw him reach out and point at me, "Let me kill this woman immediately!" " "Vermils, it's not your turn to call the shots here!" Leon roared, "I am the real king!" " "I think you should have heard the prophecy of the prophet!" Vermeers came out into the middle of the hall, dressed in red, his eyes gloomy. "If you don't kill this woman now, then you don't have to wait until dawn tomorrow, when all the people raise their rebellious hoes and rush to the palace!" Your Majesty, you must now order this woman to be killed! Otherwise, the curse of the Logan dynasty will not be lifted!" "Shut up!" Leon glared angrily at Vermils, "Can't you see that the prophet just now is fake?" It was only an illusion! If you dare to talk more, Vermeers, I will definitely let the guards cut off your head first!"" Duke Vermilion did not speak, but looked straight at Leon w
It was the first time I had ever been in such close contact with death, and my mother had died. I was not allowed to attend her funeral. Leon ordered my mother's body to be returned to her tribe for burial, and I begged his permission to accompany me. And he has ruthlessly refused. Leon locked me up in my room, and I never even got a chance to say goodbye to my mother. I hate Lydia for killing my mother. Lola told me that Lydia was still queen, and that she had not been punished. I, on the other hand, was stripped of the title of queen. "I think the king is doing this to protect you!" Lola brushed my hair with a wooden comb and whispered, "The nobles led by Vermeers asked the king to execute you immediately, but the king refused their request. He wants you to live!" "I don't care about the title of queen!" In the mirror, my face was thin and pale. I looked at myself and said, "I wish only he could punish the murderer!" "
"Are you sure?" William's golden eyes stared at me, his voice as powerful as a boulder, "You know I will do this without hesitation, as long as you don't regret it!" " Regret? Do I regret anything now? As long as I have the temperature of the other werewolf in me, he can no longer possess me! After all, he and I were no longer in a partnership, and I was free. "Do what you have to do!" " I looked at William in a firm tone. When William's fangs touched the skin on the back of my neck, I felt every hair on my body stand on end from the strain. It turned out that at that moment my mind was still undecided. Why did I retain in my heart my reluctance and love for Leon? I hate the burden of being held back by love! Even though it broke my heart to be with Leon, even my mother paid for it with her life. I should have hated him to the core, but why could I not? Even a little remnant of love can make me
So hot! When William tagged me, I just felt hot. A strange sensation surged through me, and slowly I established telepathy with William. Not only could I distinctly hear his heart-beats, but I could even feel all the emotions of his heart. Now, I am one with him. My new companion, William! "How dare you mark her!" The roar of Leon came from a short distance away, and all the guards immediately separated into two columns. Their sovereign was coming, with broad, sure steps, with majesty and fearful fury. "She's mine now!" William stood undaunted before Leon, two long figures swaying in the light of the fire. They look almost as tall. "You did this on purpose to make me angry, didn't you?" Leon's gaze, passing over William's shoulder, was fixed on me like a needle! "William marked me and succeeded!" I smiled, but inwardly I was powerless. "Maybe he's my destined partner, we're all mistaken!"
When I was a child, my nanny used to tell me stories about death. After dying, she said, the werewolf would enter the world of the Void, where the Moon Goddess would wait for her child. All the undead will rest in the arms of Mother Luna. But she never told me that death was torment and burning. A raging fire was scorching my body, hot, very hot. I was like a bound chrysalis, tormented by burning pain. I was so miserable that I wanted to scream, but I could not make a sound. I tried to free myself, but I had no strength. My nerves were paralysed, my mind was blank, and the burning sensation in my flesh grew so intense that I could not even breathe. Consciousness receded, and I began to compromise in my struggle against the flames. How I wanted to give up the struggle. But at that moment a voice echoed in my head. "Wake up, wake up!" No, I can't! I responded inwardly. "Wake up!" The voice was