~Prince Randall~My blood couldn’t stop boiling as I ordered the search for Mia immediately after talking to Chef Dinka. I also spoke to Emily, who further confirmed that Mia handled the drinks and she served King Edwin an orange juice just before the commencement of the ceremony. However, there was still one unanswered question and that was “why?” “Why would she do that to him? King Edwin never had issues with any worker.” I muttered as I headed to my room with Daciana at my side. “Maybe someone beat her to it.” She responded, and I heaved a loud, tired sigh. “This can’t keep happening. I’m so mentally exhausted. We should be on our honeymoon right now, not going around solving murder crimes.” I muttered, and she shook her head. “We are talking about your adopted father here, Randall. You can’t just ignore that some asshole took his life. Regardless of what he did, nobody had the right to do so. It’s a huge disrespect and shame.” “Right. I can’t…” My phone began to vibrate in
~Daciana~We dashed into the hospital, running towards the receptionists. “We are here for Mr Trump. Where is he?” Randall uttered with haste. “He’s in the ER, Your Royal Highness.” She responded, and we all ran down the hallway to where the ER was. After Randall gave the order to find Anne, we got a call that someone found Trump bleeding by the roadside and was rushed to the nearest hospital. Hearing this gave us a sense of relief and hope that he could still be saved. While we waited in the hallway, Randall paced in front of the door, breathing in and out deeply. Lily sat next to me on the chair as we waited for the doctor’s news. I looked at her face and it seemed like she had so many things going on in her head. I mean, who didn’t at this point? She stared at Randall like he wasn’t recognizable. Like he was a stranger. “Daciana,” she called, moving her gaze from Randall after a long while of her staring at him. “Have you always known he was a Lycan?” She asked, and I nodded
~Lily~ Trump finally woke up after so many hours and he met us standing next to his hospital bed. I had to go back to the palace the previous night to get Kendall and bring him to the hospital with me. “How are you feeling?” Randall asked, moving closer to his bed, and he slowly turned his head to look at him. “Numb.” He mumbled, taking his time to look at everyone’s faces, including Kendall’s, who I carried in my arms. “I’m so sorry…” Randall began to speak, but he shook his head, making him stop. “I… I need to tell you something. Anne, she… Anne killed Edwin.” He stuttered, and Randall nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching for his hand. “I found out. I’m going to find her, father. And I’m going to make her pay…” Trump shook his head, a surprised look on his face. “Fa…father?” He called Randall back, and Randall clenched his jaws and nodded. “Are you not my father?” “I am, but… it’s so surprising to hear you call me that. I never thought there would be a time y
~Anne~ I kept my head low, adjusting my dark shades as I walked into the hotel with my two traveling boxes. Even though I was out of the kingdom, I knew it was still risky for me to be seen. It was a very dangerous time to get caught by anyone. “I’d love to book a room,” I uttered, further covering the other half of my face with the satin scarf I had on. “For how many days, Ma’am?” She asked, and I looked at her through the space between my glasses and lower forehead. “Two nights,” I responded in a hurry. While she helped me book, I kept looking around, hoping there was no one that I knew or that no one could recognize me under my disguise. “Thank you.” I collected my card and the room key from her. I pulled my bags towards the elevator and got in. I let out a loud sigh and took a moment before screaming. “F**k!!” My plans turned out to be the shittest plan ever for the very first time. How can I explain to them that I didn’t kill him?! All they want right now is to see me de
~Prince Randall~ ~Three weeks later~ “… he is already discharged.” “Thank you so much, Doctor,” I said as I stood up from the chair in his office. “The wheelchair has been fetched already and it is in the ward as we speak. He should be on it already.” He responded, also standing up. “Thank you. And any news about the person who brought him in?” I asked, and he shook his head. “We can hardly recognize who did. It was chaos that night so we just took him in and began to operate on him. However, Mr Trump admitted that he could recognize him if he saw him.” “Hmm… I wish he’s found. I need to reward him for saving his life.” “I hope so too.” He added as we made our way out of his office. In the hallway were Daciana, Lily, Kendall, and Brandon, waiting to take Trump home with us. “Are we free to go now?” Brandon asked, and I nodded. “Everything is sorted. We can head back to the palace now.” I answered and looked at Daciana, who faintly smiled back. These past few weeks have been
~Lily~ After getting to the palace, I felt so exhausted and I needed to go back home to rest well, and this time, Kendall was coming with me. I was beginning to miss him a lot and I needed him to spend some quality time with him. But, I wasn’t sure how to put that out to Randall. He seemed to enjoy Kendall’s company even more after the incident with Trump. While I thought of what to say to him, he walked up to me in the living room, carrying Kendall in his hands. “How are you?” I asked when he got closer. “Who isn’t tired?” He answered, carefully placing Kendall on my thighs. “I bet you have missed him so much.” He said, and I nodded, kissing his head while he smiled widely. “So much.” “Then, I think he should go home with you today.” He replied and my eyes widened in surprise. “Really?” “Yes. Daciana and I will be away from the palace for a week. We’d love him to be with you then.” “Oh… okay. Thank you. I didn’t know how to tell you that I wanted to tak
~Daciana~ We alighted from the car that was parked at the roadside and asked the driver to drive back to the palace, leaving us alone. At first, he insisted that he helped with our luggage and helped us set up the tent, but told him it was part of our honeymoon and he had no choice but to excuse us. “That was quite convincing,” I mumbled as he wrapped my arms around my waist and planted a kiss on my cheek. “If there’s someone else with us from that part, it’s not just our honeymoon anymore.” He responded, adjusting the bag on his back and that which he pulled. “You know I can help you with one of those, right?” I said, looking at the bags and he shook his head. “It’s our honeymoon. The last thing I want is to stress you. It’s been a tough month after our wedding. I want to make it up to you.” “You’re doing that already, baby,” I responded, planting a kiss on his cheek too. After walking for a while, we got to the same spot where we had camped that year, and we b
~Prince Randall~ “You sure seem more needy than I am,” I answered, raising her legs and she wrapped them around my torso. She held my already hardened manhood and guarded it into her hot spot as our eyes searched each other. “Ahhh.” We both moaned as I penetrated her. Her grip on my neck tightened as she tried to take all of me in. “Ba…be.” She moaned, throwing her head backward as I thrust my full length into her. I withdrew again and thrust into her again, this time harder, and my mouth opened. “Ahhh!” Her voice increased. “Shhh!” I cautioned her and covered her lips with mine. I increased my pace and I felt her fingers pierce my back. “Babe… babe, my back.” She groaned and I quickly stood. “My back is hitting against the tree and it’s hurting me.” She muttered, slightly aching her lower back. “Oh… I’m sorry.” I responded, and we both chuckled. “Let’s get back to the tent, okay?” I replied, and she nodded. I let her down and we both held hands, walking back to our tent naked
~ Daciana~ After a year. We sat in the living room. Randall and I. And in his arms was Darian, who also seemed so interested in what was showing on the television. It was pretty funny that he had a favorite show at age one already and it was Cocomelon. He loved the show so much that if it came on, he’d stop crying and begin to giggle. I looked at Randall and he looked at me with widened eyes. “What?” I asked, and he looked at Darian. “He’s giving those low groans again. I think he’s going to…” All of a sudden, Darian pooped all over his garment and my eyes widened. “Poop.” He completed his statement and we both burst out laughing. Darian looked at us in confusion and suddenly began to laugh too. “I’m so sorry. I should have used his pampers. I had no idea he’d poop again so soon.” I uttered, carefully carrying him away from Randall’s arms. “It’s okay. I’ll just go and wash up.” He responded, holding the helm of his royal garment and lifting it so the poop won’t mess the floor
~Randall~ After eight months. There was a meeting with the Alphas of the kingdom and we all sat in the waiting room when all of a sudden, a maid dashed into the room panting hard. “Your majesty! Your majesty! The Queen… she is… her water broke.” She said, shivering profusely.“What?” I spanked to my feet running out of the meeting room. Getting out, I saw two guards, each on both sides holding her as she walked. “Baby.” I ran towards them, taking her from them. I placed her arm over my shoulder and grabbed her by the waist. “Randall, the baby…” she stuttered and I could feel fear in her.“It’s okay. We will be in the hospital in no time.” I tried to calm her down even though my emotions were all over the place. I was scared too. Getting to the car, the guards helped lift her up. My driver hopped into the driver seat and I sat with her holding her hands and comforting her as she groaned. My driver drove as fast as he could and we got to the hospital in less than 15 minutes. I c
~Carl~ I got an invite to a party at the palace. I was personally invited by Daciana. I wasn’t sure what the party was about, but I was sure she seemed super excited about it. I wouldn’t miss it too because this is the first time she has sounded so happy after Anne’s death. “Baby, are you ready?” Bonnie asked, spraying her body with some cologne. To my greatest surprise, she told me I could bring my plus one, which is now Bonnie. After the proposal dinner, I finally got to talk to Bonnie and we seemed to click instantly. I realized after speaking for a while that we had so many things in common. I asked her out on a date that very day and since then, we’ve been super cool. “Baby!” She yelled from the room again. “What?? I’ve been done for more than twenty minutes. I’m waiting for you to finish.” I responded in a loud voice, looking towards the room. “Why didn’t you answer me then? I thought you’d headed out to the car already.” She replied, walking out of the room. As soon a
Lily~ Leaving the palace, I headed for Brandon’s house. I had Kendall in the car with me because I knew he was going to help me get back to him if it got too difficult. “Mummy, when are we going to see Uncle Brandon again? I miss him.” Kendall uttered, and I raised my head to look at him through the rear mirror. “I know you miss him, baby. I miss him too. But, guess what?” I asked with a wide smile, facing the road again. “What? Are we getting Ice cream?” “What? Why would you even guess that?” I chuckled, looking at him through the rare mirror again. “Because you buy me ice cream every time I talk about Uncle Brandon.” He responded, and my eyes widened in shock. “I don’t do that all the time.” I tried to defend myself even though I knew he was telling the truth. “Yes, you do. But it’s okay, I love ice cream.” He replied, reaching for his phone. “Trust me, Kendall. It’s not the case anymore. I promise you, you’ll get ice cream and you’ll also get to see Uncle Brandon.” “Real
~Daciana~ It was a week after Anne's funeral and I was yet to tell anyone, even Randall that I was pregnant. I don’t know, but the vibe was off, most especially because of how Anne’s funeral went down. Somehow, we regretted that we didn’t get to tell her how much we loved her in her last moments. We sat in the dining room, ready to eat, and when I lifted the spoon to my mouth to eat, it suddenly smelt awful and I had this sudden urge to puke. I sprang to my feet, holding my mouth as I ran down the hallway. It was my very first time acting like that in front of Randall. I had tried to keep my pregnancy cravings and signs away from him because I didn’t want him to suspect. I was looking for the perfect time to spill the beans. I held onto the toilet and puked whatever was left in my belly. “Are you alright?” “Ahhh!” I jolted, looking back and saw Randall, behind me, looking worried. “Did I startle you?” He asked, lowering himself too and I nodded. “Yes, your Majesty. You startl
~King Randall~We, the family, stood in front of the catafalque. There were flowers, candles and pictures of Anne displayed on it. We all had straight faces as we all waited in silence in respect to the dead. This wasn’t how I pictured things to end for my mother. Hiding in the palace and not being able to invite people to my mother’s funeral was unbelievable. “Your Majesty. Do you have anything else to say?” The monk asked, moving away from the catafalque, and I nodded, standing up. In my hand was the note my mother wrote before she killed herself. With clenched jaws, I stood in front of everyone and opened the note. “Since my mother decided that killing herself was the best decision she could make, I had refused to read whatever she had written in this paper. “But, I think it’s the right time to read this, and at the same time, read it out to everyone here,” I uttered and slowly unfolded the note. “Dear son, by the time you see this, I’d have probably been dead. But I want to
~Lily~ After the note was found, we were told to go to the living room by Trump. I guess it was our cue to leave.“We should leave now,” I said to Brandon and he nodded in agreement. “I will tell Randall we are leaving.”As he left, Daciana approached me “How are you feeling?”“I should be the one asking you that. We are leaving already”“I’m sorry about what happened today. I’m glad Kendall is safe.”“Thank you” I smiled faintly and continued “You should go to Randall, he needs you right now.”“Right, take care.” She said as she turned to leave. Just then Brandon returned with our stuff. “Let’s go,” he said as we headed out. Getting to the car, I put Kendall in the back seat and sat in front with Brandon. My head was on the window as we drove out of the Palace.I recalled how scared I was when Kendall was missing. It made me realize he meant more to me than I ever imagined and that I should give him my undivided attention and love.‘I would never let what happened today happen aga
~Daciana~ I let out a soft moan as my eyes slowly opened. “She is awake, she’s awake.” I heard their voices faintly.“Queen Daciana, can you hear me?” His voice sounded louder than before and I nodded.I looked to my right and I saw a man dressed in a corporate outfit with a stethoscope around his neck. He was a Doctor. “Yes, I can,” I responded, trying to sit up.Just then I remembered what had happened before I lost consciousness, there was no Kendall or Trisha in sight. “Where is Kendall? Where are they?” I asked with agitation and Carl hurriedly moved closer to me.“Please take it easy Daciana. Randall has gone to fetch them. You should be more concerned about your health.”“Are they fine?” I asked, still very worried.“We got a call from Lily telling us that they have been found,” Trump said.“They are fine. You should talk to the Doctor, he has refused to say anything to us unless you are awake.” My mother replied, and I looked at the Doctor“What is wrong with me Doctor?”“C
~King Randall~ “Why can’t we leave for the hospital right now?” I asked in frustration as I rushed Daciana into the house. “You just got coronated. You can’t be seen in the hospital right now. There are eyes all over you.” Trump answered as we followed me alongside the others. “Who cares?? My Queen just fainted and I should care about what people will think?” “The doctor is on his way already.” Carl butted in as I laid her on the couch. “We… we can’t just sit back and do nothing! My son is missing! We should be out there looking for him!” Lily cried in agony. “I sent the guards out already. They’ll find him. They have to! Do you think I want to be here right now too??” I asked, sitting next to Daciana and holding her hand, hoping she would wake up. “I knew something like this was going to end up happening. We invited an enemy to live with us!” Agatha uttered, and we all looked at her. “What are you talking about?” Trump shook his head in confusion. “Anne, of course! After all