Kylo's eyes were blazing in anger as he stormed straight at me. I ducked in a flash and made a long slide, bending my body down to avoid the range of his claws. I jumped up on my feet before he could turn around and roundhouse-kicked him. I used as much muscle strength in that kick as I could, but it barely made him move a few inches back.
He grinned at me, his eyes widening with excitement. I clenched my teeth. I had to attack him first while trying to avoid his claws. It was safer to use a series of kicks that provided distance. He scratched my legs more than a few times, ripping the fabric of my leggings and soaking them in my blood. It hurt. It made me roar in pain, but it also increased my adrenalin to the maximum. I couldn't be more thankful that my wounds were regenerating at the speed of light. Nonetheless, the pain of my flesh being torn by his claws remained excruciating.
I was more than determined to win. Not only because I didn't want to die, but to prove t
I stared at Sariel, processing his words and watching his pupils burn, proving he meant what he said."You cannot simply murder her…" I muttered quite nervously."Elora has many skeletons in her closet. I just need to find them and accuse her of doing something requiring the death penalty." He shrugged as if it was something obvious and would happen sooner or later.I stated, with a wry smile, "I don't think she would expose herself if she worked for many years to become the queen.""That is why I will have to make her reveal all of her secrets," he smirked.I didn't like the sound of it already, but I asked, "How are you going to do that?""I will have to… play nice around her for a while," he chuckled,as if it didn't mean that he would have to seduce her.I sighed heavily, "What if I don't want you to?""Are you already jealous, my love?" He pulled me closer and started kissing his way down my neck.
When I woke up, we were spooned. I grinned uncontrollably, ridiculously happy while recalling our last night. I thought that I wouldn't mind living like that… until my brain shifted to my complicated concubine reality and having a Queen-slash-my-man's-wife as a neighbor who hated my guts. The smile disappeared from my face, making way for a gloomy, depressing expression. It sucked. Not even Sariel's cool breath, which I felt on the back of my neck, helped me put my mind at ease. Certainly, he could not have noticed my suddenly tense body while tightly pressing his against mine. He murmured and placed his head on my nape."Should I help you relax again?" he whispered, his hand sliding down my waist and spreading my thighs."Sariel," I gasped as his fingers thrust inside me.My skin, still amazingly sensitive, started to shiver. The pleasure he was giving me was addictive, and the arousal I felt was overwhelming. He swiftly got on top of me while I submitte
Kanan was more than eager to come to the celebration ball with me. He immediately offered that he would introduce me to some of his supporters that would be present at the event. I was already convinced that choosing him as my so-called partner would be beneficial for both of us. He lived like an outcast for most of the thirty years of his life, staying in the shadows of the Palace that was supposed to be his home. He had to avoid all of the stronger semi-nobles and mixed-breed servants because mother nature didn't give him overly-grown muscles so he could fight for respect. Nonetheless, Kanan had been given other unique abilities. He was pretty much a genius. He was like a golden child, multiplying large numbers in seconds and swallowing advanced quantum physics as light reading before sleep. All those vampires who had lost their titles but still had quite a fortune gathered over the centuries adored him since he was giving them bits of financial advice and reviewing their latest p
Kanan made it sound obvious and easy to accept, but there was no way I could have thought of myself on the same level as an Alpha. I could barely defeat a mixed-breed, and facing a pureblood supernatural seemed amazingly terrifying. Nonetheless, Kanan gave me the courage to face the greatest enemy I had, who happened to be my father. After drinking another bottle of Don Perignon, I could even imagine myself shouting about the shit childhood that my bastard of a father arranged for me straight to his scary-Alpha-face. Of course, that part of my bravery disappeared as the hangover appeared in the morning…When I opened my eyes, I felt as if my brain was on a rollercoaster ride. Fortunately, the downsides of drinking disappeared quickly as my body turned on a super-digestion mode. My newly active genes were useful again. I managed to get up from bed when I heard someone knocking on my door. Alarmed, I jumped up to stand in a fighting stance, without knowingwhat to e
"Entering Prince Kanan Grimoard and Lady Lilith." The announcer's voice sounded loudly across the ballroom as we walked inside. From the moment we passed the threshold the crowd spread before us, making space for us. The gasps and murmurs surrounded us with every step we took towards the ballroom center. Of course, it would be a huge understatement to claim that the commotion wasn't caused solely by my stunning dress and necklace. I bet that sexy and confidently looking in his black tuxedo Kanan draw as much attention as my neckline with a shiny emerald marking between my breasts. Nonetheless, people weren't staring at us so attentively because they found us the hottest couple in the room but because he was a mixed-breed, and I was a human and we dared to hold our heads high. We were slowly moving forward until we found ourselves in front of the throne podium, where all the guests were expected to bow to the King and the Queen and show their respects. My guts flipped
Chills ran down my spine as I looked into his eyes, suddenly finding them dangerous. I could barely breathe after realizing that the one who wanted to enslave me stood right before me. I was so focused on Derek and my father that I forgot that Alpha Draven could be at the ball as well. "Calm down, Lilith. He can't hurt you, and he can't kidnap you while you are in the vampires' territory." My brain needed to prevent the rest of my body from falling into a state of panic. I took a couple of deep breaths, perhaps a little too deep for Draven not to notice. "Are you seriously all right?" His deep voice was soothing. Unknowingly, I locked my eyes on him, bemused by his presence. He chuckled faintly and gave me a kind, warm smile, which caught me off guard completely. "Do you have a name?" he asked, slightly teasingly. "L-Lilith." The answer just slipped through my throat. The warmth in his eyes instantly vanished as his black eyes
Kanan helped me calm down. He waited until the brush of cool night wind took away the flush from my teary eyes and cheeks, and then he led me back to the ballroom."Come on. I have to introduce you to a few important people." He grinned as he pulled my hand towards a group of men, drinking champagne and talking."Prince Kanan! So good to see you!" One of the men called out and reached his hand forward.Kanan shook his hand with a courteous smile. "Mr. Parson, I'm glad that we can finally meet. It's been a while."Mr. Parson looked like a handsome, brown-haired, and brown-eyed man in his forties, wearing a black, fitted tuxedo. He had an aura of prestige and elegance around him. His movements and gestures resembled those I had seen in old British historical movies. The man nodded politely, as if he was trying to hide the fact that he was carefully scanning my features while doing that."Mr. Parson, may I introduce Lady Lilith." Kanan gestured at me
Even though Kanan did whatever he could to improve my mood during the ball, Mr. Parson's words circled inside my head the whole night long. As terrifying as it all sounded, I knew that he was right. If I could become a part of the negotiation squad and sign my name on the peace treaty that would secure my position in the vampire world. The problem was, there would be Elora's name on that treaty as well, right next to Sariel's, because she still remained the damn queen and vampires' legal representative. When I found myself back inside my chamber I became even more restless."God, this is so frustrating!" I shouted, looking at the bathroom mirror.By the time I washed my face and prepared myself for bed, I already knew that it was going to be a sleepless night. My entire life, the hatred towards werewolves had increased. Even though there were exceptions, like Ezra and my mother, I couldn't talk to any wolf without even an ounce of spitefulness. Was I prejudiced? I sure