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YILEYNA "Calm the fuck down, Yileyna." Theon growled as he pushed against the whirling wind. My head was going to explode! He knew the king’s attitude, and I knew that he would have gone to talk to Soleil. Charlene would be there, and he wouldn’t take care to break it to her gently. We both knew the king was selfish, yet Theon stopped her from coming here… I could have done it in a better way! I could have told her in a gentler manner! She may or may not be my biological sister, but she was always going to be my soul sister regardless of blood. I was scared, terrified that she would be hurt because of me… and Theon. He had to go mess everything up! "Don’t tell me to calm down." I hissed, clenching my fists as I stormed over to him, the wind whipping around us like a hurricane. "If I messed up something of yours, you would lose your shit! So don’t tell me to calm down! This was so important, Theon!" "The Alpha can handle her himself. Stop causing a fucking scene." He growled, glan
CHARLENE "Can you hear me, Yileyna?" The king asked, taking a seat on the bed, placing his hands on his knees as he turned towards us both. "I asked you; how are you feeling?" "I'm fine." Yileyna replied, sounding hostile. Although she was trying to control her emotions, it was obvious that she was angry with Dad. I looked between them, realising their eye colour was so similar… How was this possible? Who was Yileyna’s mother? "I heard you had Gamma Grayson locked away. What are his crimes?" Yileyna asked. Gamma Grayson… He was my father… I swallowed hard, thinking what would happen from here on out? What would happen to me? "Betraying his king and having an illicit relationship with his Luna. It is an insult to me, the Alpha!" Dad growled, his eyes blazing. Yileyna nodded. "Will you too serve prison time for your own illicit affair, which is an insult to your Luna?" She asked, blinking innocently. Dad’s face almost turned purple at that blatant insult. I almost smiled. There
YILEYNA Sparks erupted through every ounce of my body, so intense that I wasn’t sure where they started and where they ended. His hand that encased my waist, the way his hard chiselled body was crushed against mine, igniting that intense pleasure and desire that only he could. My core throbbed in response to his perfect plush lips moving dominatingly against mine. A soft whimper was on the tip of my tongue, when reality hit. Stop. Using all my anger to give me strength, I pushed him away roughly, and no matter how much I had enjoyed that kiss of his, I placed a disgusted look on my face and made the obvious display of wiping my lips. "How is that revenge?!" I growled, sounding far too breathless for my liking. I saw the tip of Charlene’s hair as she fled the room, shutting the door behind her. This girl… "Oh, why not? Did you happen to enjoy it?" Theon asked coldly, raising an eyebrow. "No!" I denied a little too quickly. He scoffed lightly, his cold intense gaze on me. "Earl
YILEYNA I awoke to the sound of something knocking against the window. I sat up, looking around, Charlene was still asleep on the other side of the vast bed. I stared at the window, seeing the shadow reflected on it. I frowned, getting out of bed and going over to it slowly. My senses were on alert as the figure stopped moving, and I could tell from the outline that it was a muscular man. My heart skipped a beat upon realising who it was. Theon. What was he doing here? I quickly glanced back at Charlene and the closed door to the bedroom, my heart skipping a beat as I slowly unlocked the window. He instantly pulled it open, letting in the cold. Charlene stirred, and I frowned, looking at him. He smelled of alcohol… Was he drunk? "I need to talk to you." He said huskily, despite his voice being as cold and emotionless as ever, I could tell from his eyes that he may be slightly intoxicated. "Theon, I don’t want to do this right now." I whispered. "We are running out of time, Y
YILEYNA My stomach was a mess of nerves as I stood there in the pouring rain, looking at Theon’s back. I wanted to hear the story he had heard outside of Astalion, Theon had travelled a few times and had seen far more of the world than I and Charlene ever had. I remember we would always wait for him to return, counting the days. There was just something fun about having a broody sexy man around… Why did those times suddenly feel so carefree and childish? "Do you know when the Silver Storm pack took control of the middle kingdom?" "It’s said Alpha Andres took this land that was in control of The Dark Ones, saving the people from them over twenty years ago." The Dark Ones were mages who had become necromancers, so lost in their ways that the land had become poisoned by their evil deeds. "The king saved the people from them, and the land began to flourish once more as well. Bringing peace and safety to the kingdom as a whole.” Theon nodded. "Yes, in under two weeks it will be exact
ANDRES I looked at Grayson as he stood there, arms clasped behind his back. He turned and bowed his head to me as I approached. "Do you know why you are here?" I asked seriously, my footsteps echoing in the silence. This was a grave matter, not only had I trusted this man, I had dined with him, a man who had cheated with my woman behind my back… "No Alpha." He replied solemnly. "I know of your affair with Soleil." I was unable to keep the rage from my shaking voice. "Give me a reason not to tear you to shreds right now." A frown flitted across his face, and he sighed heavily. It was not the reaction I was expecting. "Good. It is a burden I was tired of carrying." He said quietly. I frowned. "That’s all you have to say? After everything you have done?" I growled. "I was blackmailed, I had no choice." "Blackmailed?" I asked sharply. "I want the truth." My alpha command rolled off me in waves and he submitted, lowering his head in response. "Tell me the truth! The entire trut
YILEYNA I had barely slept all night. The morning came, and two omegas were awaiting to take my measurements for a gown. "Colour, miss?" Odessa asked. "Neckline, miss?" Leonora added. "Let me see what there is, and then give me the options on which can be most easily adjusted on such short notice." I said, looking over at Charlene, who was looking through the gowns. I hadn’t gotten to talk to her about what Theon had told me. "Yileyna, I think you should wear silver." Charlene added suddenly. I nodded and the two women rushed to bring every silver gown they had brought with them. "As commanded, we went to every designer in the city and asked for their best." Odessa stated. When I had been asked this morning, all I had said was to not exclude fae designers. "These all can be adjusted to your size madam." Leonora added. I looked at the gowns, although all my mind could focus on was how I would approach the topic with the king. I was lucky enough that he himself wanted a word b
THEON The preparations for the evening event were in full swing. I had left the castle late in the afternoon, having things to do around the city. I now blended in, sticking to the shadows as I made my way to a certain location where I was to meet Dad again. I had stopped at the jeweller's on the way here, even if it was not real… I planned on giving her a ring that I paid for rather than one the king had chosen… ‘You will be engaged to Yileyna.’ Andres’ words from earlier echoed in my mind. Yileyna… There would be nothing disappointing in being tied to Yileyna… Waking and falling asleep to her face every night… In an ideal world, that would be perfection, a dream come true… but there was so much more to this than that. A dream of a content and complete life did not exist. She was a pawn to use in both Andres’ and Dad’s games… all for the ultimate goal, one of victory and power. A power that should have been ours from the start. But was it worth risking Yileyna’s life over? No.
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