~Daciana~ His hands moved under my wedding dress and he grabbed my butt causing a moan to escape my mouth. He pinned me against the wall and his wet tongue swept my mouth, twirling and swirling hungrily, making it hard for me to breathe. We both ran out of breath and he broke the kiss. We gazed at each other, driven by passion and lust as we both panted hard. “I can’t hold back anymore.” He whispered, staring at my lips like they were his favorite sweets. I slowly withdrew my hand from his neck and slowly ran my thumb on his lower lip. “I can’t remember asking you to,” I whispered, and almost immediately, our lips met in a hungry kiss again. This time, he moved me away from the wall and towards the bed. Without breaking the kiss, we both fell on the bed. I kept my legs wrapped around his waist and I felt the bulge in between his legs. But I didn’t just want to feel it between my legs, I wanted to touch it, to suck it, for it to be buried deep inside of me. He
~Prince Randall~She stormed out of the door and began to dash into the woods. Hastily, I dashed behind her as I began to shift too. It was her first shift and I knew how heightened her powers would become. I needed to keep an eye on her before she did anything stupid. We began to race in the woods, the wet forest grass leaving cold water trails on our fur as we ran. I caught up with her in a jiffy and we began to run side by side. Looking at her in that state, I felt a connection, deeper than what I felt when we were making love. She was like me. She was made for me. Luckily, as we raced through the woods, we met no wolves. I wouldn’t know what to do if she attacked one. She would be unstoppable. After a while of racing and keeping a close watch on her, she slowly fell towards the ground, and before she could hit the ground, I grabbed her. She fell weakly into my arms and I swept her off the ground, carrying her in a bridal style. She slowly shifted back up her human form and
~Daciana~ “Randall! Stop!” I yelled as I watched him throw several punches at Jonathan’s face in rage. I had never seen him so angry before. Jonathan’s face could be hardly seen because it was already covered in blood. His head moved seamlessly with every punch like his neck couldn’t hold it still anymore. “How dare you?!” Randall yelled, he lifted his hand to punch him again but I ran towards him and grabbed his hand with my hands, holding it back with all my might. “You’re going to kill him, please stop!” I cried out, and Randall fell to the ground, panting hard. I stared at Jonathan, who laid almost lifeless on the floor in terror, and saw his face was all mashed up. “Let’s go, Randall,” I said, looking at Randall and that was when I saw his bloodshot eyes. I rushed to him to kneel in front of him. “Control yourself, Randall. You can’t let anyone see you like this.” I grabbed his face in my hands and whispered loudly. I felt him clench his jaws under my hands and he shut hi
~Prince Randall~ “Are you sure it was him?” Riley asked, and I scoffed. “Why would I lie about that? If he wasn’t, why would I have to beat him up?” “Take him to the hospital and contact his father. We’ll hear from him when he’s better than this.” My father responded. The guards bowed and carried him out of the palace. I looked at Daciana, and I could see the confused look on her face. Her face kept screaming ‘why’ to me. “Have you put medicine on that?” He further asked, looking at my aching knuckles. “No, I haven’t. But I’m glad you asked. I’ll return to my room now.” I responded and turned to leave. “Prince Randall, please wait.” I heard Riley say behind me, causing me to stop. “I just want to say thank you for bringing my woman back to me. I don’t know what we would do without you. Thank you so much for being a good big brother to her. We don’t take this for granted.” He uttered, and I feigned a smile. “Thank you, Riley. Right now, all I need is a good sle
~King Edwin~“I swear on my life, my son knows nothing about this. I know he’s been acting like an asshole lately, but he will never cross the line.” Trump uttered. “Right. He’ll never. If he didn’t do it, why did Randall almost kill him? This isn’t the first time they’ve exchanged words. Why did it end up with such brutality?” “I have no idea, Your Majesty. They just hate each other. They are men, they must have said unspeakable things to one another, and that caused a fight.” “Right. Unspeakable things. Tell me why after having such a big fight with your son, my son comes home and begins to ask me about things that are supposed to be buried in our past?” He furrowed his eyes and slowly shook his head. “I don’t understand, your Majesty.” “Randall started asking me questions he hadn’t asked in more than ten years. He asked me about Anna‘s death.”“What about Anna’s death?” He asked, confusion evident on his face. “I should ask you that. Why does he think there is more to it afte
~Daciana~ “What’s going on, Daciana? Are you two fighting?” King Edwin asked, and I just shook my head, unable to say a word. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t mean to hurt him. It was from an unconscious mind. “Dad, I’ll talk to her. You should go back to your chamber.” Randall uttered, and King Edwin nodded. “Fine. Breakfast is in less than an hour. I expect you to be there so you can tell us what went down between you two. It better be a resolvable problem.” He answered and turned to leave. With tears in my eyes, I watched him leave. I looked at Randall and he looked at me with soft eyes. “What happened?” He moved closer and I embraced him tightly. “I made a horrible mistake, Randall. I swear I didn’t mean to.” I mumbled against his shoulder, while he caressed my hair. “It’s okay. Let’s talk about it inside. We can’t afford to be seen.” He responded and I nodded, entering my room. I sat on the bed and he sat next to me. “Tell me what happened.” He added, cupping my face in his ha
~Prince Randall~I had two things bothering me and I needed them sorted out as soon as possible. The first was that I had to see Riley as soon as possible. I needed to make sure he wasn’t going to say shit to anyone. Secondly, after going through the medical reports, something just didn’t add up. My mother had no initial record of illness, in fact, she had never complained about her having issues with her heart. No abnormal sign of sicknesses before. How did she just have a heart attack? I refused to believe what I had seen. There was more to what my father was telling me and I hated that he wouldn’t come clean about it. One thing I was sure of was that the medical reports were most possibly forged. They were all taken at the same hospital, The Royal Hospital. Anything fishy could have happened and my father would easily cover it up with his power. ‘I need to talk to Jonathan.’ I thought, heading out of my room. I headed right to my father’s chamber to inquire about the hospi
~Daciana~I lay on my bed, about to take a nap when I heard a knock on my door. I groaned softly as I yanked the duvet off my body. I just needed a minute to think about what King Edwin said during breakfast. Why was he so bothered? “I’m coming,” I mumbled, dragging my feet to the door as the knock came on the door again. I opened the door and saw Prince Randall. Immediately I saw him, a wise smile curved up my lips. “Hey,” I uttered happily, but when I noticed his countenance, the smile slowly disappeared from my face. “Come in.” I opened the door wider and stepped aside so he could come in. As soon as he stepped in, I looked down the hallway, making sure no one saw him entering before I shut the door. “What’s wrong?” I asked as I sat next to him on the bed. “Why is your face like that? Riley didn’t listen to you?” I further asked worriedly. “Riley wasn’t a problem, Daciana. He promised not to say anything. In fact, he’s moving.” He answered, and I furrowed my brows. “He’s m