Will Roselle survive from this heartbreaking plan she's trying to achieve. Will she really be able to save Romeo without dying? let me hear in the comments.
The men looked at each other. Everyone once again left the decision to the brain of their group. Zolan was sincerely torn. The plan about sending Levy and Luc was actually risky and would probably take a longer time. There were many humans in the capital but was there still a pure young girl out there? He was aware about the fact that virgin humans in this empire – especially young girls – were treated as rare diamonds. A highly sought-after commodity, greatly valued. Everyone wanted to have the first bite and taste of a virgin's blood. So, they were mentally prepared that it might take a long time for them to find one. And there is always that possibility that if they could not find one and the enemy returns…Zolan looked at Roselle again and he was unable to say a word to discourage her or even question her will. How could she be so sure? Moreover, when did she even become like this? They were all aware about the fact that she was yet to give herself to the prince. So how come she wa
Roselle could feel a sudden puff of air brush past the tender skin of her neck. Then there were a few short snuffles as a nose nuzzled against her neck as her scent was being deeply drawn in. Terror was a logical reaction Roselle should feel first and foremost at this point. A normal human would scream and trash about with mind-numbing fear. No one would blame her if she had gone down this route. She had imagined doing these exact things every time she thought of the possibility when a Werewolf would one day try to eat her alive or suck her blood. She remembered it was the biggest fear every human girl had back in the human empire. And she was not an exception – until now.However, the funny thing that is happening is, now that she is about to experience it in reality, Roselle did neither of the actions she had imagined she would do. She did not trash about in the hopes to escape him nor did she scream in terror at the top of her lungs asking for help.She would not deny that her heart
"Romeo… please don't go." She pleaded, hugging her arms around his middle even tighter. "Let me help you.""No!" he finally spoke with the same difficulty he exhibited a while ago. He shook his head violently in a bid to further get his point across. "Let go. Leave!""No! There is no way I am going off alone. I will only leave if you're with me!" Roselle replied, her tone filled with fierce determination and firmness. Her fingers curled stubbornly into the bunched-up garments in her fists.Another low and agonizing groan echoed throughout the dungeon as he unsuccessfully tried to pull off her hands that were in a death grip around his waist. He sounded like he was being tortured and Roselle immediately thought that it was because of the pain he was trying to bear and the torture of fighting against himself that was causing it."Leave now. Please, Roselle…" his voice had further weakened and becoming more desperate, begging. "Before I end up… killing you." She could hear the tremble in
"Roselle! Stop!" Romeo roared out desperately. The flaming thirst and his desperate struggle to fight against it made him dizzy. This little wife of his truly knew how to get under his skin and drive him insane! He knew he was close to letting the monster break loose. He had to grasp on to the wall to keep himself standing but his nails would not – no, could not – even sink into the stones anymore. He slowly sunk to the ground and leaned back tiredly against the wall. Gasping and fighting for air.Then she was already before him, kneeling with her hands on his shoulders, and checking him over with genuine concern and utter worry on her delicate little face. He closed his eyes to regain some sanity, to keep fighting this monster which was now right beneath the surface.To his utter surprise, she hugged him, burying her face into his sturdy chest and wrapped her hands around him. Her soothing warmth and the delicate fragrance of her skin wrapped around him like a cloud of soothing magic
"I will be alright, love."She had said that so naturally and his body stiffened at the words of endearment. This was the very first time she had ever used an endearment towards him and the effect on him – even though he was in this state – was just as unnerving.The sweet endearment swirled around inside him like some kind of spell, scattering his thoughts and erasing every struggle, every pain and insatiable hunger that even wildness and ferocity of the monster within seemed to have been momentarily reigned in for the moment.Then there was that confident and natural way she was talking about how he should just bite into her and drink of her blood. Where did she even muster up such courage? The way she was going about it was as if they were just referring to plain old water or even wine. Did she not realise that this was not something one can just take off on a free-flow basis? They were talking life giving blood here. He felt the situation was so surreal that the thought that this w
"Rom… I … I think this is enough." Her voice was weakening. But there were still no signs of Romeo giving up and stopping his feasting. Panic began to swell in Roselle's heart. She was getting really dizzy. She could somehow tell that it was only a little more she could withstand before her life would be in danger. And Romeo could not seem to hear her, at all.Oh, no… this is bad. She had to do something… to wake him up… to stop him… but her body… her mind…Weakly, Roselle hugged his head closely to her bosom. She did not know why she did that when it was more logical to try and push him away, but she could not think straight anymore. And then, her lips weakly whispered as her dazed mind was floating off. "Romeo… I love you."The moment those words left Roselle's lips, something seemed to hit Romeo like a wrecking ball and he was forced to be awakened from the addictive haze of pleasure he was indulging himself in.At that precious moment, he heard her small voice echoing at the back o
The first to emerge from the doorway was David. Everyone's eyes were trained intensely at that spot, all excited and at the same time apprehensive of what might come through it. As David lifted his head upon exiting, he saw everyone looking at him in alarm as his eyes were red and he looked as if he had just barely escaped with his life from something – and that something was one which is dangerous. What the hell! Did the princess fail and now the prince was after David?"What's wrong?" The men asked but David could not even bring himself to speak as of yet. It could be seen that he was trying his hardest to control himself, his hunger."The princess… what happened to –" Zolan froze and could not finish his statement as right at that moment, everyone began to smell an indescribably mouth-watering sweet scent that wafter over to them. That scent alone caused every single one present there to freeze and lose all rational thought or questions they had running through their minds.It was a
Zolan was not surprised that there were already a few Werewolves hanging around outside – in fact, he somewhat expected it. She was not even bleeding anymore and yet her scent was like a spilled perfume.Seeing that Leon was the one who blocked the Werewolves from barging into the library, Zolan looked at the man with curiosity. Everyone, most obvious being Levy and Reed, still had their eyes at varying stages of red. Thus, what could be expected of the common Werewolves who were also still deeply affected as though they were drugged with an extremely potent poison.But as he turned to look at Leon, the half-blood did not seem to be affected by the scent like the rest of them were?Zolan nodded at David to keep their comrades in check until the scent was completely gone before he approached Leon."All of you, leave this place, now. It's an order from His Highness." Zolan said. The Werewolf hesitated but when the air was finally clear from that sweet but deadly scent, their eyes calmed
Roselle was so curious within the protective confines of her thick and furry coat, because it had already been a while since they have left and yet Romeo was still running and leaping. She could tell they had already left Dacria and by now she was certain they were already quite far from the city.Anticipation bloomed in her chest, maybe because this was the first time in a long while she was going out of the secluded city. And he also said he was going to bring her somewhere magical.A long while later, Romeo finally halted but he did not immediately put her down on the ground. He had kept her tucked securely in his arms as he walked."Where are we?" Romeo asked, it was dark, but she could tell that they were in a thick forest."We're now at the border of the Northern empire and Crescent Land."Roselle's eyes immediately widened with shock and alarm. From what she had heard, the Crescent Land, also known as the forbidden land was the most dangerous place in the entire Lirea. It was a
The both of them were silent for a moment as they looked at the necklace. After a couple of seconds, both Romeo and Roselle looked up and their eyes met with similar questions reflected in each other's gaze. What was the meaning of this? Why did this black gem suddenly resonate with Roselle as soon as it touched her skin?Romeo had his brows creased at the strange occurrence. Wealthy Werewolves and even few humans had worn this same gem and they remained black. Never had this event ever occurred before in the long history of the Werewolf. The only known change of color of the gem was only when if it was reflected against the moonlight. Romeo had never known anyone else who could make the gem change its colour into something else aside from black and silver before. If something like this happened before, everyone would definitely know, and most especially him."Oh my god!" Roselle finally exclaimed, wide-eyed, as her gaze darted back and forth between her necklace and Romeo. "This is s
"Does that piece strike your fancy, my love?" Romeo whispered in her ear when he saw her eyeing that peculiar and strange necklace with a black stone set in it. They were currently in a small but tasteful jewellery shop that was along the road where they were strolling by. Romeo noticed that Roselle had been eyeing something in one specific display rack so he guessed it must have been this particular piece which had caught her eye."I never saw one like this before. I used to see diamonds and colourful jewelleries but this one… the stone is so black. What do you call this gem?" Roselle's voice was contemplative, musing about the stone that was set in this necklace. Back in her homeland and as the daughter of the guardian, what kind of jewelleries has she not seen? And which type of gemstones have not graced the storage boxes of their family's home? However, even with the varieties she had seen, this was one that was unique and in a class all on its own."That's from the forbidden land
At one point, a young boy suddenly approached them. He looked up at her and held out a hand that had a flower towards Roselle.Roselle was shocked as she looked at Romeo. Within her eyes, he saw how emotional she was. When Romeo nodded at her, Roselle knelt in front of the boy with a smile as she accepted the flower that was so beautiful it looked very magical. It was glowing under the moonlight."Is this for me?" Roselle gently asked, awed and feeling emotional. She never expected that a boy would actually approach her and even giving her flowers!"Yes, Princess." The boy nodded vigorously as he smiled back, and Roselle could not stop herself from reaching out to the boy."May I hug you?" Roselle asked. This was the very first time a Werewolf approached her without any wariness. And the boy was so adorable and sweet.The boy blinked and then he gazed up at Romeo. When Romeo nodded at him, the boy's smile widened as he jumped into Roselle's embrace as he let Roselle hug him."Thank yo
They met Romeo's men by the gate and everyone was hiding their smirks as they confronted Romeo secretly through their eye communication. Though Roselle did not know what they were conversing about, she knew enough that there was some kind of banter going on between the men. However, she happily ignored it for the more fun option of looking forward to their sight seeing adventure into the bright sparkly town."Did you have a good day Your Highness?" they asked mischievously, "I hope you didn't let our efforts go to waste.""Go tell the duke and duchess to return to the castle." Romeo ordered, ignoring his men's words."Oh, and why? We're willing to empty the castle for as long as you want. I mean, until the princess is with the heir."Romeo's expression darkened. As much as he wanted to solo his wife without any interruption, he must always keep in mind his limitations. No matter how great Roselle responds to him, he knew better that his strength was just too much for her to handle if
Romeo's main aim in quickly bringing her to the garden with the excuse for a walk was to avoid jumping on her like this but here they were, kissing in an open place and he did not know if he could still stop if no one comes to disturb them now. In fact, the reason he thought the garden was safer was because he knew someone would definitely pass by and he was banking on that to wake him up from his desires.But to his surprise, no one came. He could not even feel anyone's presence at all. Gods, could it be that they emptied the garden too? No, wait….could it be that they had even emptied out the whole castle?!Romeo growled low, burying the sounds in Roselle's mouth. His hands had already freed Roselle's breast and was already sucking on them as Roselle clutched onto his hair. It had just happened too fast, and he was behaving like a beast in heat. He felt as though he did not even have the moment to battle against himself. Maybe because Roselle was so welcoming as if she wanted this t
"Huh?" Roselle creased her brows, "who's seducing who again? I just said I'm not worried." Roselle retorted."And why are you not worried, huh? My love?" he raised a perfectly arched brow at her, "are you perhaps thinking that I'm kidding you when I said I will make love with you in every corner of this castle?"Roselle's heartbeat raced at his words and she felt her face become hotter as she began to actually imagined him doing that, making love to her outside their bedroom. "Y-you said… you'll behave," she said as she forced herself to put her attention to the food on her plate instead of the embarrassing things she just thought about. It mortified her that her mind seemed becoming naughtier now."Sometimes…" Romeo continued her words and Roselle was forced to lift her eyes and looked at him. Their eyes met and Roselle thought that he would rise from his seat and pounce on her. But he groaned low and threw his head back. "Good lord…" he uttered as he took a deep breath and grabbed t
Leaning against Romeo's shoulders, Roselle was trying to suppress her little hiccupping spell as well as trying her best to stop her tears, knowing that Romeo would be concerned as well if she cried too long. His gentle caresses soothed her and soon enough, under his gentle coaxing and ministrations, she was able to control her emotions and calm her outward expressions of distress. He was right, he is here with her now, safe, and stronger than that younger boy that he was in the past. She reminded herself that this was the most important thing to her for now.Roselle just continued to hang onto Romeo, quietly hugging him, her arms wrapped tightly around his midsection and hands fisted into his clothes, breathing in deeply and taking in his masculine scent that she loved and feeling this incredible emotion of wanting to be always by his side, if possible, from now on, no matter what happens. She would never let him face and fight his battles – emotional or physical – all alone ever aga
"I was born and grew up under the earth Roselle…" he started, and Roselle did her best to keep still at what she heard. Though she could not help but tilt her head to one side as she tried to understand what he meant by that statement. She already knew he had grown up in the dungeon from what his men had told her. But for the fact that he was born there too, was what made her heart clench and ache. "I don't know what exactly happened. Why I was even there in the first place. Something seemed to have happened and I had lost my memories. I just opened my eyes and I found myself running for my life, fighting against all sorts of beasts on my own. There was no one else around me, no one to help me. If I had not found a way to kill and survive, I would have died there at the mercy of those beasts without anyone else knowing. I didn't even know the reason for why I was running away or to where I was supposed to go. I just fought and fought endlessly for days and nights. I believed it was th