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2024-10-29 19:42:56*Flashback* (Yseah's Perspective)
Even settled at the wilderness, the heavy air of resentment suffocates me. I wish I never have brought Ferion with me to forge food or even making the decision of coming here, at this slough in the first place."Gross!!!!!!" the silver blood werewolf whom who choked from his own chortle earlier, suddenly screeched his disgust words at me and the man take hold of my bloodied chin. "Are you insane Pel? You want to have a spawn from a savage?! You must be lost in sanity! Right commander Reize?" he resumed mocking but I heard no response given by the honeydew werewolf. Instead, the sexually immoral bastard plaster his sly smirk at me that let my eyes squinted in abhorrence. Makes me wanna spew my last meal of worm soup earlier."Either way, if I'll have a child at you, It won't be able to set its eyes from this world since its going to spend a lifetime of suffering in the underworld- the very least place that savages like yoRelated chapters
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A hidden memory within the depths of her chained past,forge only to be forgotten in the midst of time.That is what Yseah has embedded to the faithful encounter she and the aureate commander from the past.Though.... I really do wonder if he still remembers of that day. Surely if he reckons it... I have already paid the debt I owe him- by favoring him to win this audition. Yseah was still immersed at reminiscing the past that she was oblivious, she was gratuitously gawking at Reize for the longest time. Reize was smiling the whole time, as he gaze back his azure stare at the windows of their Luna's soul. Earlier, when he felt his head almost pierced by the heating gawk Yseah gave him- that he almost thought he was gonna die just from her stare. But gradually, the blaring gaze turned into a calm ocean; kindred to the deep waters of the southern sea. He does not exactly know why she was staring at him with deep wavered eyes- or either having the slightest
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CHAINED IN a dire situation of subdue mortification, Yseah's internals were shuddering of rubicund hues- visible at her flesh. Her rosy cheeks shone scarlet specks that let her lips gape in deep rapt. Wh-what?! Does he really meant what he just said?!..... The maiden she- wolf was situated in awestruck as no words came to spill out from her petty mouth- yet only choses to rant wildly to where I also can hear audibly; complaint by her wolf, Mildred. Ruvillous' lips exalt into a broader beam. It was least cunning compared to his erstwhile grin. Letting her Luna not to articulate anymore of her utterances, Ruvillous slithered down his hand and then intertwine his fingers to Yseah's dainty ones. Still in state of half-consciousness, Yseah had nothing left to do but gawk upon their weaved fingers. "Shall we go?" Ruvillous asked, knowing that the maiden he held hands with will not provide any concrete reply. Ruvillous then leisurely dragged her steps firm to
Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 1
THE CLAMOR of the gongs, lost its harmony. The beating drums were shut as the pointed obsidian pour down like heavy rainfall under the sheen of the blue moon. The lanterns that lit the once lively street of a petty dominion- reigned over by the other two nations- arose into flames as it silence the dead corpses lay before the cold pavement. The stench of her Lycanthropy kin's blood numbed into Yseah's wrinkled nose. Her pair of lilac eyes were unbeknownst of the tragedy that occurred in a leap of her heartbeat. A minute ago, smiles of her people glistened under the radiant cyanic full moon. Sound of hands clapping, plaudit their annual celebration of Crystal Moon festival- a lunar bloom where the orb above them gleam into bright blue on its highest peak. It was their pack's notable festivity, served before the goddess Selene for the good tidings of their rare kin. For a thousand blue moons that their mirth was held, Yseah and her lycan people never witnessed bloo
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THREE LUNAR months have passed since the melodramatic revelation bared in the maps of Otheli. It ran like wildfire that spread in every lips of nobles and commoners of the two nations- that also was the reason behind why Yseah have kept her life and survived at the recurring time- the fact that she is the Luna of their mate less crown prince Alpha. After what happened at that notable nightfall of the supposed festivity of her pack, she was spared to be slaughtered by the tyrant's silver blade and had taken her instead to the abode of his mate- the kingdom of Elodnia. When she first step inside the palace walls of the conspicuous first nation, no one ventured to ask her whereabouts- to the fact that she is from the known savage pack of lycans. All the palace servitors were cautious to her. They would smile at her and curtsey but all thy actions were shallow as a dried pond. Crooked grin she would always see when the nobles of aristocratic families gave their gifts of welc
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THE EERIE SILENCE enveloped the inside of the imperial carriage- with only stares fixated at the window of the moving figure. 'Expect me at your quarters tonight, Lady Yseah.'Those lines that kept on playing into Yseah's mind, left a lingering feeling at her whole body. Her wolf would howl as her body seemed to be electrified of a sultry lust with boundless pleasures. Her mind is in the state of havoc just reminiscing the ushered words that escaped into Ruvillous' staid lips. But heck Mildred!! What do you think you're thinking of making love with the murderer! You're more than a psycho!Yseah squirmmed at her seat in secrecry- trying not to look like a lunatic at her handmaiden's perspective who sat just across her. She wants to messed up her meticulously tied hair in vexation, just to pent out her anger at her own wolf who only thinks of her bastard mate's dick. It makes me want to strangle you to death, Mildred."Try
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ROSALIE WINTERS of Elodnia Pack. She is the only sole heir of one of the Ducal Family of the wolven nation. Venerable for her amiable charms so as her impeccable beauty that would cause mouthwatering desires especially to the wolven men. Because of her influential status in the aristocratic faction and also a polished lady of etiquette and beauty, she was presented as the Luna of the nation to be paired by the rumoured mate less crown prince Alpha- negligence of that she isn't really Ruvillous' fated mate. 'But since I came to the palace as the true mate who awakened the slumbered wolf of the tyrant, she was easily disposed to her meretricious position. She is a decoration after all. How petty.'The mischievous smirk plastered nonchalantly on Yseah's lips as her intimidating gaze penetrate through the flushed face of the maiden, stood before her. "Oh my. Did something got your tongue, Lady Rosalie? I supposed I spilled too much milk that it became r
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MURMURS resonated the large corridors of the eastern wing of the palace- the boundary where Yseah holds full administer and her quarters erected to. Diverse servitors of wolven men and women are gathered along the large window where the ray of the celestial sun could hardly peered through it but can oversee the vicinity of the flower garden outside. Yseah can't help but arch her perfectly lodged brows as the horde of servitors piqued her interest, whom were busy of sightseeing instead of pondering their focus at work."Who is that supposed to be? Did his highness brought her out of pity just like the other one?""Watch your mouth! That's taboo! She's still going to be our Luna so stop speaking ill of her!""Then how about that girl! I think it's much more admissible to have a savage kinsfolk Luna other than getting a Luna from kindred of those puny humans." Now Yseah's ears erected in the intriguing subject of the palace servitors. Who wouldn't be when a
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THE PRIMAL LYCAN TOOTH. All undergo the phase of being toddlers- may it be human, vampires or werewolves. It is mainly the aspect of life where evolution happens in mysterious ways. When the fist tooth that grows in a lycan form arose, it is known to be a magical way of keeping a loyal contract with them just as how dragons would offer their cores to form a bond to their contractors. I do hope that those servants will take my bet seriously. I'm pretty sure no kleptomaniac cannot resist the thought of riches and gold. Yseah wander at her thought while stuffing a constant morsel of food at her mouth. The celestial sun in it's highest peak, and it's rays cannot just cause tan on the skin but burn from it's torrid heat. One way to say it- noon of another normal day at the palace has come. At the recurring time, Yseah and her mate Ruvillous are amusingly having their luncheon together - a once in a blue moon occurence for the twain- held at the pavilion that is built in th
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CHAINED IN a dire situation of subdue mortification, Yseah's internals were shuddering of rubicund hues- visible at her flesh. Her rosy cheeks shone scarlet specks that let her lips gape in deep rapt. Wh-what?! Does he really meant what he just said?!..... The maiden she- wolf was situated in awestruck as no words came to spill out from her petty mouth- yet only choses to rant wildly to where I also can hear audibly; complaint by her wolf, Mildred. Ruvillous' lips exalt into a broader beam. It was least cunning compared to his erstwhile grin. Letting her Luna not to articulate anymore of her utterances, Ruvillous slithered down his hand and then intertwine his fingers to Yseah's dainty ones. Still in state of half-consciousness, Yseah had nothing left to do but gawk upon their weaved fingers. "Shall we go?" Ruvillous asked, knowing that the maiden he held hands with will not provide any concrete reply. Ruvillous then leisurely dragged her steps firm to
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A hidden memory within the depths of her chained past,forge only to be forgotten in the midst of time.That is what Yseah has embedded to the faithful encounter she and the aureate commander from the past.Though.... I really do wonder if he still remembers of that day. Surely if he reckons it... I have already paid the debt I owe him- by favoring him to win this audition. Yseah was still immersed at reminiscing the past that she was oblivious, she was gratuitously gawking at Reize for the longest time. Reize was smiling the whole time, as he gaze back his azure stare at the windows of their Luna's soul. Earlier, when he felt his head almost pierced by the heating gawk Yseah gave him- that he almost thought he was gonna die just from her stare. But gradually, the blaring gaze turned into a calm ocean; kindred to the deep waters of the southern sea. He does not exactly know why she was staring at him with deep wavered eyes- or either having the slightest
Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 23
*Flashback* (Yseah's Perspective)Even settled at the wilderness, the heavy air of resentment suffocates me. I wish I never have brought Ferion with me to forge food or even making the decision of coming here, at this slough in the first place. "Gross!!!!!!" the silver blood werewolf whom who choked from his own chortle earlier, suddenly screeched his disgust words at me and the man take hold of my bloodied chin. "Are you insane Pel? You want to have a spawn from a savage?! You must be lost in sanity! Right commander Reize?" he resumed mocking but I heard no response given by the honeydew werewolf. Instead, the sexually immoral bastard plaster his sly smirk at me that let my eyes squinted in abhorrence. Makes me wanna spew my last meal of worm soup earlier. "Either way, if I'll have a child at you, It won't be able to set its eyes from this world since its going to spend a lifetime of suffering in the underworld- the very least place that savages like yo
Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 22
*Flashback* (Yseah's perspective)I locked my shuddering gaze at the silver blood werewolf clad in a knights garb whom now aiming his sword at the quavering young lycan.His pair of cobalt orbs was glaring in gelid deadpan expression as he utter his words of threat. His honeydew hair reflects an illuminating golden ray from the celestial sun. His body was well-built for a werewolf who can maintain a human form. But darn! This isn't the right time for you to admire his manly features, Yseah. Ferion's life is in grave danger!"A child whipped in thick fur and claws whom stolen to monsters. Poor young boy. The moon goddess must have seething wrath in your past life since you were born in the cursed kin of savage lycans." He was frivolously sarcastic to the six-year old lycan boy that just made Mildred growled in vexation. Ferion shrunk even more with fear -that only he was capable of as a response was wailing and waiting for the sword to separate
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CANTALOUPE skies pervade its sheen colors of ray in the round arena. The competition has come down to ten remaining participants who are quavering in secrecy whenever their feet trample upon the threshold of the main circle. Ruvillous was lit up in vim thus the rationale behind why the fight of the other participants were quicker than the first battle with Reize. "His highness is so enthusiastic when it comes to sparring, isn't he my lady?"Yseah's train of thoughts halted as she was awaken by the affable voice of a man. As she cringes her head towards the voice, Yseah let out a crooked smile once more to non other than the honeydew werewolf. Why can't he just leave me alone?!..... Yseah ranted at her mind for the tenth time. After the reckless and quite brazen stunt Yseah did -by screeching some sugar-coated cheers to her mate- it was prominent that Reize was triumphant of the heated battle, since it resulted Ruvillous to lose his focus at fi
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THE SOUND of the metals grinding in the sultry air of battle, swept the round arena. With the two werewolves having the cynosure to themselves at a vehement sparring- prolonged for almost half an hour- all eyes varied in two diverse hues were pinned in subservience, watchful to every move in motion.Every blows that Ruvillous would give in one swing, it will be abruptly anticipated with a counterattack by the aureate Reize. Then thereafter, a never ending flail of silver blades would always clung to every ears of the spectators."At this point, this alpha audition will be lengthen to at least threefold days!" Noah's frantic voice echoed into Yseah's senses. The maiden then deviate her eyes to the latter whom bitting his nails in intimidation of hopeful wish that the fight will soon be over before being dragged to an hour spar.Yseah's rubicund lips remained sealed in thin line. She hovered her thoughts wether to make a remark to the aid's statement or not.
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HIS GAZE pinned at the preceding two figures gaiting their way towards him. Ruvillous' crimson specks swarm with wonderment as he not only saw Yseah approaching towards him but his personal aid was also at his sight- whom grinning ear to ear. A frown promptly curved his lips. 'Is this the reason why he went missing in my sight!' That's what immediately processed at his mind. He can't help but arose his anxiety as all the wolven men are now had their eyes glued at his Luna. The cascading silver locks of the maiden she-wolf was flying freely with the wind and her pair of lilac orbs were Illuminating under the sheen ray of the celestial sun. Paired with an above-the-knee royal blue dress with sequins embedded with swirling diamonds, she was a lady indeed to be able to gawked upon. "Greetings to you, your highness." Yseah spoke when she approached Ruvillous. Ruvillous then blinked his eyes twice as he relinquish himself from his short reverie, after
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A SCOWLING face plastered expeditiously everytime Margaret would heave a deep sigh from the tediously monotous periphery she settled in now. The celestial sun is quarter in position before its highest peak and its rays pervade with slight aching tan to one's skin so accompanying the comcealed witch was put into halt. They are now resting in one of the pavilions built to every garden erected inside the palace dominion. Yseah was freed with boredom since she brought a book with her to scan with her fingers while Margaret was engrossed with time running slow since she only had herself with nothing but her bickering mouth at the handful handmaiden's that tailed to everywhere their feet's brought them. The handful handmaiden's were fresh at their jobs since the past maidservants were already buried beneath the grounds. At the very same night where Yseah was gone lost at the labyrinth maze, it was secretly admonish by Noah -the kingdom's sword bearer, -and took care already
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A NIGHTMARE that only ensued in a couple of minutes of his short nap, never could Ruvillous envisage it will haunt him forever. His eyes pinned heavenwards- now gazing at the stale colors of the roof of his office, he still can't dispel what occurred in his mere dream. The portrait of Yseah's coldest glare and most thin sealed lips- bringing no unwavered emotions, it was like he was in front of an empty soulless Yseah. It was terrifying. Ruvillous sighed deeply. "What was that all about? I still can't overcome through it." He murmured under his breath. His wolf, Zafron growled this time. "It was just a mere nightmare. Don't be swept by a measly bad dream. The more you think about it, it will slowly succumbed you into your weakness." Zafron spoke."Then what should I do about it then?" Ruvillous asked in awe."Learn from it." Zafron promptly responded that ensued a few seconds of pure silence at the four corners of the room. "You said t
