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YILEYNA The day of the ball had finally arrived, and my nerves were running wild. The plan wasn’t the best… But it was all we really had, and we were going to risk it. Raiden had needed some persuasion; he didn’t think me putting myself at risk was worth anything; however in the end, I had managed to convince him. Then there was Charlene, who had been an entirely different story, saying she didn’t want to pretend to blame me and how her father wouldn’t be happy with me either. She didn’t want me hurt, but I had managed to get her on-board. The chances of Theon actually playing up weren’t even solid anyway, plus I was sure the king would be angry at him although Charlene didn’t agree with this. We were just going to try and see what happens. I was a little worried for Raiden though, not wanting him to get in trouble and although Zarian had offered to accompany me, Raiden had said he was the safer option as he was the son of one of the gammas. I had ended up telling Raiden about m
YILEYNA I was so confused… I don’t know what happened, but I was unable to shake the king’s reaction from my mind. Why had he looked at me like that? "I'm fine…" I whispered to Charlene, giving her a tight squeeze. Where would I be without her? She moved back slowly, concern and sadness in her eyes as she brushed a strand of my hair from my face. "You look beyond beautiful tonight, so beautiful that even the moon does not compare." Charlene complimented me, trying to cheer me up with a small smile on her face, and I tried to smile back. This wasn’t what I was expecting. This wasn’t how it was meant to go. Sure my dress was revealing but so were many other dresses here tonight, the only difference was mine was in the fabric and designs from Aerean Kingdom. The Fae kingdom Zarian hails from. "Thanks." I said trying to regain control of myself. I could still feel Theon’s burning gaze upon me. The intensity of it making me a little confused. We parted, and I gave Charlene’s hand
THEON From the moment I had laid eyes on her, I was unable to focus on anything but the temptation and beauty of the goddess-like woman before me. Her dress clung to her every curve, made to fit her to perfection. Nothing was left to the imagination, from the perfect ass that I wanted to grab and pull against me, to her breasts that were spilling out of her dress. Everything was on display in the sexiest, most enticing way. I hadn't been the only one with my eyes on her, every unmated man, and many who were mated, were watching her with a look of pure lust in their eyes. The urge to rip them all apart was appealing, and seeing none other than Bolton holding her… It had taken every ounce of willpower to control myself. Even holding back the hatred I felt for Andres didn’t compare to the amount of control I was fighting against to not murder anyone who set their gaze upon her. She was mine and mine alone. When she had turned towards me, it felt as if time had stopped. She had looked
THEON "Like her parents, she’s a traitor!" "Who would have thought someone so beautiful and sweet was working for the Obsidian Shadow pack? "Is it true, the amulet belonged to the Hale family?" "To the Alpha family of the Obsidian Shadow pack? Who would have thought." "They should have her beheaded!" "Publicly!" "I knew she should never have been allowed to become an epsilon rank warrior!" "It’s because of her, Gamma Raiden Bolton is in critical condition!" "He tried to protect her from Theon of Westerfell and this is what happened…" "Yes yes, Theon of Westerfell must have realised she was a traitor!" The distorted versions of the truth were already sifting through the crowd, as a path split through the throngs, allowing us to pass. How foolish were they blaming her for something I did? I needed to stick by Andres’ side, he was the only one who had power over Soleil’s command. The only one who held the power to not have Yileyna beheaded. ‘Make sure Yileyna De’Lacor is unhar
YILEYNA Theon moved away smoothly, yet I didn’t miss how swiftly he had backed away from me. I almost smiled bitterly. That was all I was to him, something to play with when night falls and darkness blankets the city… something to hide and use when he pleased. A plaything to enjoy and toss aside when he was done so the world never knew. That is why I was done with him. All he did was come and go as he pleased, but I couldn’t deal with it anymore. How many chances did one person deserve? My gaze snapped to the ice on the ground, it glittered under the moonlight that seeped through one of the tiny gaps in the walls. It was obvious it was spreading from beneath my feet… Goddess… How was I going to explain this? I turned my attention to the king, who now stepped into the cells, his hands clasped behind his back. Without his crown, he had lost his regal look, but he now looked even more menacing and dangerous. His glowing eyes were on me as if he was trying to look into my soul. I h
ANDRES She was mine… My daughter, and I hadn't even realised it. Why had I not seen it? Did William know that she was mine? Is that why he never told me she was adopted? I had not realised nor suspected it, not until tonight, the moment she had turned I thought I was seeing my past… A secret that I had not told anyone, not even when I told Theon had I revealed the full truth. Deliana had not been a one-night stand… The memories of long ago haunted me, and no matter how much I wanted to push them away, I couldn’t. We had met by accident; I had been injured by some rogues and I was by the coast at night. I had heard her singing and it had drawn me, yet instead of ripping my heart out, she had helped me when she realised I was injured. Stemming my bleeding and wrapping my wounds. She had been the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, goddess there was no woman who held even a candle in comparison to her beauty… Despite being a siren, she seemed to be innocent and pure-hearted, c
THEON When I left the cells, my mind was spinning… I had slept with the daughter of my enemy. She was the daughter of a siren… I was still able to deal with that somewhat, but his daughter? I felt sick and angry at myself for even allowing it to happen. I had never made the link between them… Even those eyes that I loved were the same shade as his. Fuck this. I punched the stone wall of the pillar in front of me. Pain jarred up my arm and a crack appeared in the stone. I clenched my fist in anger. Andres’ daughter… A sudden thought came to me, and I frowned, deep in thought. Her powers seemed to be blocked… The heart was sealed… Yileyna was obviously much more powerful than Charlene and held power, was there a possibility that she could be the heart? The mage was blind… My heart thudded as I turned, realising he had looked in the direction of…. Both girls, they had been together. ‘Remember, the heart of Kaeladia belongs to all.’ An Alpha female… Yileyna was definitely mo
YILEYNA The sound of keys and metal screeching made my eyes snap open; it took me a second to realise I was on the floor in the cell. I turned, my heart thumping when my eyes met Theon’s. "The Alpha wishes to see you." He said emotionlessly, looking away from me. I nodded as I got to my feet, pulling my dress up from my breasts. I probably looked a mess, but there was little I could do about it. He didn’t even look my way again, something about the coldness oozing from Theon unnerved me. He led the way from the cell and up the stairs at a swift pace, as I followed. I wanted to know how Raiden was, I don’t think asking Theon would be the smart thing to do. I’d ask the king… I wondered what his verdict was going to be. Why did the king want to see me anyway? I felt a mess and those who passed us in the halls were looking at me, I wonder what state my face was in. "I need to pee." I said suddenly. "Hold it." "What?" I stopped in my tracks, I heard him exhale before he turned and g
Thank you for reading this book, and once again, I appreciate all the love, support, and kind words that everyone has given me. For the patience and trust you had in me with this story. This has been the darkest story I have written, and Theon was a character who was not meant to be just a hero. He had committed sins, some of which will forever remain. Yileyna, our innocent yet naughty Yileyna, where do I start? She was a young girl who, in a way, was infatuated with Theon, unable to see anything more than the love she felt for him. They both grew, both changed for the better, and only then were they able to truly be with one another. I am happy that I was able to pen this book the way I had envisioned it. - If you did enjoy this book, could you please take a moment to leave me a review on the main page by clicking the three dots on the top right side of the page, go to ‘about this book', scroll down and leave me a rating and review! And of course, if you can and want to use those
YILEYNA. He was home. He came back to me. His lips met my neck in a deep kiss, and I could feel every muscle in his body tense as he controlled himself from ravishing me. His kisses became hungrier as I forced myself to turn in his arms. I looked up at the man I had so dearly missed. Our eyes locked, his a blazing mix of oranges and golds met my own, my emotions making my hands shake as I cupped his face. "You’re home." "I'm home." He smiled faintly, before our lips met in a deep, passionate kiss. A kiss that made my knees give way, and if he wasn’t holding me, I would have fallen. The prickles of his short beard tickled my chin. The minty taste of his mouth and his scent devoured me, just as his lips dominated mine, kissing me hard and rough. He lifted me entirely from the ground, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as I kissed him back hungrily. He pushed me against the wall, slipping his tongue into my mouth like a man starved for far too long. I moaned helplessly, my core
YILEYNA. Nine Months Later… Seven months had passed, and I lived for Theon’s letters. In his absence, I put my head down, focusing on the changes I wanted to see in the kingdom. I even found time to visit Deliana down in the sea. She had been happy, now I often went for a swim in siren form with her. A lot had changed. Hunter and Charlene had a beautiful baby boy, who they named Nathanial Gray Carson, after Nathalia and Grayson. It was the perfect name for him. He was an adorable little boy, with brown hair and big soft green eyes. To my absolute delight, Charlene spent a few weeks here when he was a month old, and I loved their company. Enjoying the chance to shower my nephew with lots and lots of love and gifts. I didn’t want to give him back, but I had to. Oh, he was adorable! I wrote to Charlene almost as often as Theon, although the messages were so much lighter than the longing and pain I tried to hide in the ones to my beloved. Thea and Raiden were engaged. They would wed i
THEON. We hadn’t slept that night… Even after sex, we couldn’t sleep, not with the fact that I would be gone in the morning… My heart felt heavy as I now picked up my coat, and my small bag was ready. She stood there dressed in one of my shirts with a corset around her waist, paired with simple grey pants. Her heart was thundering as she watched me. It fucking hurt… She had bidden Charlene, Hunter, and Zoe goodbye just an hour ago, and now it was time for me to leave. I knew she didn’t want me to go, I had seen the tears she shed when she thought I was asleep in the early hours of the morning. The front she put on to be strong… and I fucking wished I could be here, but until I felt like I had done enough to be worthy of her, I would never be at ease. Yet, once again because of me, she was hurting. "Hey… if you want, cry." I said quietly, pulling her into my arms and tightening my hold. Fuck, I was going to miss her. A soft heart-breaking whimper escaped her as she bunched my s
YILEYNA. The day of the coronation had arrived. I was wearing a sequined strapless silver dress, which was fully embroidered, and encrusted with pearls and jewels on the bodice. It was fitted to just above my knees before it flared out with a long trail behind it. The embroidery was lighter on the skirt, with a full border at the bottom. A matching cape stood to the side which I would wear once it was time to take my oath. My make-up was glowing, and my hair was half pinned up with soft curls tumbling down my back. I was wearing silver heels, as well as a large silver necklace and earrings. Matching gloves reached my elbows, and I wore a few rings. I was currently in the new royal quarters, a place I had chosen for Theon and myself. It was towards the back of the castle, despite it not usually being the place preferred by royals as it was smaller. However, the view was stunning. Looking out over the gardens below and the coast in the distance had tempted me to choose this part of th
YILEYNA. Three hours had passed, and we had just showered after a very sizzling few rounds of sex. I had put some roast chicken and vegetables in the oven that would be done soon, and I was slipping on a black silk nightdress that reached mid-thigh. I sat in front of the vanity mirror, opening Mom’s jewellery box. The few remaining items that I had managed to salvage were all here, along with the amulet that belonged to Theon’s mother. I had been given it by one of the omegas who were doing a thorough clean of the castle and had found it in his old room, but I hadn't managed to find the right time to return it to Theon. I know it belonged to the Obsidian Shadow pack and was a painful reminder of the wrongs that stained that pack, but it had also been his mother’s. I shut the jewellery box, clutching the necklace in my hand, as I walked out into the main room. The room was glowing with the warm lights of the lanterns, and two windows were open. With summer approaching, the weather w
YILEYNA. Three Weeks Later… Three weeks had passed since that night. I took the throne and became the Alpha Queen of Astalion by default. The last few weeks had been a blur of work. Not only were there things to do within Astalion, but there was so much to work out with the other kingdoms and how we would go from here. The foremost was the funeral of our fallen heroes, the victims of Theoden’s actions. The Kingdom was in mourning for three days, and until those days were up and everyone was buried with full honours, there was no merriment. The fallen sirens, nagas and fae were also engraved on the memorial stone in the courtyard of the temple of Selene, for they died for this kingdom and fought bravely alongside us for our people. After the funerals, the next job was making peace between the sirens and nagas. Something that went well enough. Despite the fact the two species will never mix, they came to an agreement, and the Naran empire broke down their dams, letting the water th
THEON. I lifted her bridal style, carrying her back to Westerfell. Not many were around, save the guards standing on duty. Neither of us cared for our surroundings as we made our way toward our cabin. A place that we had spent time together only fleetingly, but a place that held some of the best memories we had together. I kicked the door shut behind me, turning the lock in the key before I carried her to the bedroom. Pulling back the top layer that may have collected dust and placing her down, turning one of the lanterns on. I wanted to see her tonight… properly… The dim light cast a glow around the room, and she smiled softly up at me as I slowly pulled my tunic off, tossing it aside. Her eyes raked over my body, her heart thundering. I could see the love in her eyes, the desire and anticipation as she propped herself onto her elbows. Reaching up with her leg, she ran her foot over my cock, which was already semi-hard at just the fucking thought of fucking her. Removing my sho
THEON. The Queen… Someone who fucking deserved the best, but I had marked her… The pull towards her was a storm in my mind, and although the bond was completed, all I fucking wanted to do was fuck and claim her all over again. Seeing everyone bow to her and my mark adorning her neck had overwhelmed me with emotions that were far too many for me to process. I was Alpha now, I felt it the moment he died, the transfer of power... I had walked away, helping with the worst job, disposing of the dead before I had washed my hands with soap a thousand fucking times, wanting to remove the memory of Theoden from my skin. It was strange how everyone looked to me for guidance, as if they had forgotten what I had done in the past. Was it just me who couldn’t forgive myself? I was now down by the coast, sitting on the edge of one of the rocky cliffs, not wanting to run into any sirens down in the water below. I just wanted peace. I had unleashed my anger upon Theoden, but his death had taken