She entered the dark room and easily spotted the pair of golden eyes glaring at her.
"I'm here now, no need to sulk" she softly spoke, trying to hide the amusement in her voice."I never like your dress" he grumbled in the dark."You never like it when I'm wearing any clothes, Alpha" she playfully retorted."I hate that specific dress" he sharply snapped, making her heave a sigh."I'm here now, it already served its purpose" she amended. She could feel his boiling anger and she was no longer surprised by the speeding figure towards her.Closing her eyes to the sudden tight grip around her hips, she stood still. Senses heightened by his closeness, she enjoyed the hot ragged breath fanning her neck. The hard muscles pressed against her back fevered her longing. It's been a while they were apart when he choose not to accompany her to the castle."I could have slain those bastards. I could smell their lust, Narrah. I could hear their indecent thoughtsNarrah's return has been the talk of the entire Araceli at the first ray of dawn. Everyone wanted to see her but was unsure where to find her. After her departure a few months ago, all guards were replaced and though there are servants who remained serving the new Duke and his family, they have no freedom like before.Servants in the castle have no idea where the young lady went after she disappeared last night. No one knew her whereabouts even the hosts. She did not demand a room for her to stay.The castle and the entire Araceli have been on confusion about where to find the young lady. If not for those who have attested she arrived last night at the party, she might be mistaken as a dream and an apparition. A figment of someone's imagination. But a lot had seen her and even talked to her."It would be great if she won't appear again. She will just be a nuisance. I don't want to return to being a nobody, father. She will ruin all our plans" Charlotte ranted as she p
As the threat from beasts worsens, war is evident. Human villages have been ruthlessly attacked, killing everyone with life, even animals.With such menace, all royal troops and allies of the palace have been summoned. So Duke Corwel prepares to leave together with Araceli's regiment to join the King's legion. The castle is busy.The same day Narrah received a message from the palace. Her eyes brimmed with tears as she reads the invitation. She has not used any manipulation yet her plea has been heard. "The human palace is a more dangerous place than Araceli. There is the presence of sorcerers who could reveal my presence" Kieran muttered as he contemplate."You forgot who you are with, Alpha" she scoffed at the mention of sorcerers."They are treacherous and I can't be too complacent. I will bring you back home to Rieka the first whiff of danger" he glared as he warned."I know, but I will give it a try. I need to be in the palace" she muttered softly
Getting an audience to the King has been a tough predicament. The Grandmaster has strictly ordered the guard not to disturb the King in any circumstance.However, Narrah is determined to see him no matter the consequences. So with the help of Duke Jameson, they had her chance one mid-afternoon.The Grandmaster has to meet with all the regiment commanders for the upcoming war, leaving only palace guards outside the King's chamber. "Erra?" Narrah called."Done, my lady" Erra's voice rang her ears and it's her cue.She casually walk into the hallway and entered the door, masked from all guards. With Erra, masking her no sorcerers in the vicinity could feel her presence. It may be difficult to move without her ability, but she cannot take a chance of being caught. Only healers could go unnoticed.A distinct smell welcomed her nostrils the instant she stepped inside the King's chamber. Narrowing her eyes she approached the huge four-poster bed where a frail
"My army is ready" "Give me more time. He is weakening. It will not be long his body will surrender" "It's been a grueling wait. You are too slow. I could have killed him by now" "That would put me in an uncertain situation. All eyes were on me. They are watching my every move. There will be no heir to inherit his throne. I need to get the council's approval and his decree as heir or that Duke Jameson will rule this land. If that happened, we will not have another chance" he snapped angrily. "Then do something! I'm getting impatient. I itch to bath with his blood""He is weak, you will have your chance, just be patient. Gather as much army as you can. These dumb royals will wet their pants the moment they see your massive troops" he snickered"It will also be my chance to convince the council that someone has to lead in the absence of the King...and it will be me. Who else would they trust with palace affairs but me? They saw how the King trust me,
Living in the palace was never easy especially for someone like Narrah who was been looked down on since the beginning. Royals even their maids look at her with disdain and they are not even hiding it from her."Just tell me what to do with them, my lady. I can fill their faces with annoying blisters, nothing could cure but be pure-hearted" Erra spoke in her mind. If she hasn't stopped herself on time, she could have burst laughing."Don't mind them, Erra. They have been like that since I can remember. I'm used to it" she tried to pacify the woman who has been the one who gets affected first every time ladies of the palace would treat her nastily."We've been very patient with them, my lady. A little mishap may do" Erra insisted. Her eyes were fixed at the group of ladies having their afternoon tea at the gazebo. With her ability to hear minds, she could decipher what the group has been talking and Erra surely also does. "How shameless of her to contest th
With the mask removed, the whole palace seems to have awakened from a trance, realizing the present predicament they were in. Narrah marched toward the hall where the council and all nobles were gathered to discuss their dim plight. "The King's troops are already on the move. Those scoundrels will not step on our territory" the Grandmaster is addressing the council when Narrah unceremoniously barged inside, earning her all the eyes in the room. "What business you have here, Lady Quin?" a sharp voice of the Grandmaster resonated in the entire hall. "Those scoundrels outnumbered the human legion. It's five against a human at the least" Narrah announced with a shrug. "How did you know about that? You are disturbing the council in its more important function with your irrelevant information" the Grandmaster countered angrily."I have my ways of knowing and I don't intend to disturb. I am here to help" Narrah continued while walking towards a chair and
Astounded by his outburst, every eye was fixed on him. No one can no longer recognize the man pacing the floor. The always composed man they knew had completely lost his sanity. "I'm tired of your hypocrisy, of all of your impossible statutes, of your royal arrogance! I've been blindly serving all of you but I remained a maggot in your eyes" he continued angrily. "This time, you will bow to me. Nobody could treat me like trash again. You will all be at my mercy!" he added, restlessly pacing the floor. His crazed eyes were straying and doesn't have a focus. Dumbfounded by the sudden incident, no one had shown resistance. They all watch in perplexity, seeming to be nailed on their spots. No one had expected such an outburst from a prominent figure of the palace, the Grandmaster."Seize them!" he bellowed and more men entered, tackling the remaining palace guards before facing all the nobles who instantly were on their feet. With swords drawn, they face the adver
Stunned by the King's words, Nicolo is seemed to be nailed on the floor, unable to move. The words immensely affect his inner demon. Painful realization dawned on him, he never gained the King's favor, and all these years he still sees him as a dumb boy. He already knew it but coming from the King's mouth hurt him more. The child in him who struggled to be accepted in the palace had resurfaced and it is blinding him from his present purpose. All he wanted to do is run and hide his pain. He will never be enough for the King or anyone. They still see him as a concubine's son, a bastard of some men before his mother become the King's woman. He struggled to belong but miserably failed all the time. He will never belong."Nicolo, son pull yourself" his mother's voice interrupted his line of dark thoughts. Pulling him from the verge of falling apart. "You!" he bellowed and the next thing he does make Duke Jameson, Narrah, and the rest gasp. His fist landed on
"He grows up so fast" "Yes, mama. A real alpha, like his father" Narrah's fond smile adorned her face while watching the father and son having their training with Lucas "He will rule Rieka like his father and great ancestors. He will be a great ruler of two worlds" Margo added smiling."Grandpa will still live long, mama" she chuckles at her mother. "Yeah, being an elemental suits father" Margo chuckles."He can now keep up with Alpha Tadeo and Alpha Ramdel" Draco interjected while having his tea. He is watching his grandson with pride while talking about the king. "Where did those three go, by the way?" Margo curiously turned to Freya."They will go hunting for rabbits, Princess" Freya smiles, trying to contain her amusement."Those oldies..." Narrah amusedly mumbles while shaking her head.It's mid-morning and as what they had started after Narrah gave birth, they would gather in Rieka every month to visit the heir who is now three summers."So we
A week after they returned to Rieka, Narrah went riding with Midnight while Kieran was busy with his Alpha duties.She enjoys the fresh air touching her face and the morning mist freshening her skin. She missed Rieka.Looking up the clear sky, she chuckles upon remembering the pouting face of her father.Like a child, Duke Draco sulked and pouted when they bid them goodbye. "Oh father, I missed you and mama. You will surely like it here if you could come" she whispers in the air. Her tender gaze skimmed the highland afar and the vast clearing. "This is my home now, papa..." she whispers. She has Araceli with her parents, she has the palace with her grandfather, and she has Rieka with her heart. Contentedly, she heaves a sigh. Her heart is overflowing with so much happiness and love for all the people she loves and loves her back.Enjoying the scenery in front of her, a moving figure caught her attention. Her eyes squinted at the familiar small figure
"Hmmm," she moans, tilting her neck to give Kieran full access. Plastered at the huge window, she tightly grasps the rails to steady herself while Kieran was behind, ravishing her."Do you realize how hot you look, my little vixen?" he whispers against her fevered skin. His hand was inside her gown, snaking up and down her thighs. Fully aware of the hard monster huddled against her butt, she pressed herself closer to him, wanting to feel him more."Ahhhnhn" her only response after his hand crept inside the skimpy fabric covering her heaven."You are wet for me...so wet..." he whispers, scorching her wet walls."Argh..." she writhes, the head was thrown back, wobbling on her feet. Her pale hands become paler as it tightly grasps the iron rail. His finger was touching her to the right spot, making her feet weak, engulfing her whole senses with the nerve-wracking sensation.Opening her legs, he lifted one and continue to rub her, unhurried, fu
The night was adorned by elegant and frivolous royals, witnessing the presentation of Princess Margo as heir to the throne. Princess Margo with the Duke beside glows like a freshly polished gem. Her beauty compels admiration. The once looked down, is now the heir to the throne. A woman with no lineage is the daughter of the king.Like her mother, Narrah is equally divine in her sparkling white gown. Her youth glimmers like a precious jewel, as she is in the eyes of her parents and the King.Following behind the procession, eyes drifted towards her. Her innocence and divinity radiate like the brightest light ball, lighting the entire hall.Her silver hair was let loose fixed around the tiny crown, adorning her head. She is an apparition in everyone's dreamy eyes.Admiring eyes bore her presence, following her every move. But she was unconcerned. Her senses were only aware of the man afar, drinking his wine while his intense golden eyes bore her soul.
The palace was in an uproar for the preparation of the grandest event. A month after the war, Duchess Margo will be introduced to the whole kingdom and allies as heir to the throne. They all have great reasons to celebrate. Peace will rule all worlds.Guests kept arriving even before the break of dawn, overflowing the palace with all its allies.Despite the overwhelming arrival of guests, the palace security strengthened its strict attention to every entourage requesting entrance."You were not on the list" the guard declared to one of the newly arrived entourage."Please, kind sir, we are here to meet with the Princess's daughter. We pose no threat" the man garbed in peasant clothes pleaded. Behind him are his family and the small community they met along the way. All were hopefully waiting to be admitted inside the palace. There are even small children inside the carts pulled by scrawny mules. "Princess Ahnarrah has no advice of accepting anyone and
After the uproar brought by the punishment of the King, the hall becomes silent after the traitors were taken out. Seeming to be drained of all his strength, the King slumped on his chair, resting his head on his propped hand."The kingdom will be safe" he muttered after a while."You can rule without fear for your back, King Fergus" Alpha Tadeo announced.Fergus chuckles and straightens on his seat. Only those who were close to the King were left in the hall, giving a more relaxing atmosphere. "And I owe it to all of you" the King declared, looking around the council's table where they were all seated."My King..." Narrah softly called."Yes Ahrah..." he smiled at the girl being held by an intimidating man."I hope this is a perfect time. But I bear a gift for you from the Kalani" she softly continued, getting everyone's attention.Fergus narrows his eyes, staring at Narrah before it averted towards Tadeo. "A gift? From Inanna?"
"Mother!"She stiffened upon hearing a familiar voice amid the noise around her. Finding her, she looked around, and there she saw a white-haired girl waving at her atop some man's shoulder, which made her brows furrow. She could see her husband but a stranger got their child.Nudging her way to the tight crowd, she hurried towards them."I can see my son" a woman following her spoke."I could also see my daughter" she smiled, turning to the other woman before they both continue to walk."Mother, Mother!" Narrah darted to the approaching woman, immediately after she was put down."Narrah..." her arms outstretched to receive the charging girl towards her.Not long, she was enveloped by the tightest hug she could ever have."Mama..." she whimpered as her body shook from her sobs."My little doll... " she whispered tearfully. Not getting enough of her daughter's warmth, she buried her face on her hair, inhaling her scent, convincing he
After the confrontation, they all left for the palace. Those who are wounded and have been summoned from the verge of death were hauled by carriages. Healers have summoned a lot, narrowing the number of deaths. Those who were left lifeless were arranged to be buried. Scoundrels' carcasses will be burned, except for Tiberius. Alpha Tadeo brought the dead man with him upon returning to the human palace.As the entourage gets closer, cheers get louder. Everyone is waiting for their arrival, including the king.All dismounted from their horses and approach the man whose eyes were brimming with tears despite his intimidating aura. Silence ruled as the entourage approached."My King" Narrah curtsied while the others kneeled on one knee. A warrior's respect for the ruler of the land. Humans and beasts pay homage to the King."All rise, I should be kneeling to all of you" the King's voice quivered, looking around his loyal subjects even to those shirtless men.
"Father!!!" she saw him. She was sure it was him. She reined and made her stead gallop towards the direction of the man. Her eyes brimmed with tears as the figure becomes clearer, seeing his face.The man looked stunned but a wave of emotions flooded his face upon his realization. A painful lump appeared in his throat as he embraced the impact of the forging figure towards him.His body swayed atop his stead upon catching the frail figure who darted from another horse to his lap."Father..." she whimpered, burying her face to the man's neck."My Narrah, my little princess..." he tearfully whispered. Holding her closer, burying his face to her rose-scented hair while inhaling her scent.Sobs and whimper escaped the two as they hug in silence, relishing the presence of each other in their arms. Narrah clung tightly to her father, afraid to let go. Afraid she was just in a trance and he will vanish once she returned to her senses. "Narrah...oh my Narrah...is