I lowered my head, biting my lower lip. “People say after dying, the souls of the mortals in the earthly realm goes to either the celestial realm or the infernal realm… then could it be that someday I…” I paused, unsure if what I was about to say would make any sense. “I think I know what you wish
“My mother had blonde hair just like mine, a heart-shaped face, sharp features, long eyelashes, greenish blue eyes, thin lips… oh! And a mole right at the corner of her right eye… her skin as fair as a swan… oh! And her nose…” The next few hours with the High lady were all about my mother. I never
[Xanthea] I peered at the High lady. “It’s ok if you don’t wish to,” she said. “The position of a mother varies in the lives of different people and as far as I have known you, you regard your mother quite highly. So, it’s completely fine if you don’t wish to call me mom. Not everyone deserves to
He glared at the paint brushes and palette. “Maids!” He called. High lady’s maids and Mavka instantly rushed in front of Raven. “Clean all this up and help the High lady take a shower.” They bowed and immediately began cleaning up the stained blanket, over-bed table and the paintbrushes. They wer
“I-I did not cheat, alpha.” “Oh, really? Then prove it!” He left my throat, and I patiently drew in a long breath instead of unsteady gasps. He grabbed the original reports. “Describe the gene sequence of the TTAH1 genes at 4 pm on the fourth day of the observation,” he asked surly. The report
[Xanthea] Should I have gained some ability after the poisoning? Raven asked this question because he was probably waiting for something to show up — something to happen. After a poisoning, the body forms some kind of immunity or resistance towards the poison. In the mortal world, the most immun
“Alpha…” I inhaled sharply, my legs shaking slightly. My crotch was inches away from his face. I tried to make some distance, but his grip was firm on my hips. He lifted his gaze to mine. “Uh!” I widened my eyes with a sharp gasp when he squeezed my ass before sliding his hands down the curves of
My leg revealed through the slit of the dress. I was about to cover my leg when Raven held my hand. Instead of hiding, he exposed my leg even more. Hugging me from behind, he fondled my knees. Closing my eyes, I buried my face in my chest as his hands made their way to my inner thighs, spreading my
I hesitated, my breath stuttering, before I whispered, “Y-yes…”“Then I promise you, your villain will fuck you better than any hero ever did. Fuck love stories. Who wants to hear fake ‘I love yous’ when ‘I hate yous’ are so much more sincere and passionate? Right, wife?”He glared at me, withdrawin
My breath stalled in my lungs, racing as violently as the pulse pounding against his shadow restraints.I tried to move, but his shadows kept me pinned to the bed. Their icy tendrils slithered over my skin, swirling and tightening around my wrists, ankles, and throat, leaving a trail of feverish shi
[Xanthea]A thousand thoughts raced through my mind in an instant as his silence grew heavy with an unspoken warning. A warning cautioning me to stay as far away from him as possible.A crippling gravity radiated from Asher with a force that sent a sudden, inexplicable weakness through my knees.The
I could feel the disturbing possessiveness radiating from her, turning me on for some darkly fucked up reasons.Why?Why now, Xanthea?Why did you say these words now of all time?Why now when you don’t mean them — when I can’t accept them?I tried to break free, to step away, but she held me tighte
She blushed, lowering her gaze shyly as she wiped off her tears, taking deep breaths.“If you had to punish me… you would have isolated me in your dark room, not here, where I am surrounded by your comforting scent every second.”She chuckled, licking tears off her lips as she shook her head.“No. E
My legs grew heavier as I neared the bedroom. The door was slightly ajar; the room buried in darkness and a biting cold silence.Shards cracked beneath my shoes as I entered. Xanthea knelt in the center of the room, her head held low, her figure a shadow against the towering windows that framed the
[Asher]The numbers on the screen of the laptop before my eyes blurred into meaningless shapes. The voice of my cabinet members sitting around the round table faded into a distant noise.I was supposed to focus on the budget plan, the foundation for the pack’s next financial year — a matter of irref
“And… what about… Xanthea?” Nesryn asked cautiously.“What about her?”“The way she went against the demon lords, and then Ezra relapsed… I know her actions won’t go unpunished. But… she was unconscious for three days straight. She woke up only two days ago. Asher, she’s mortal. She can’t survive lo
And Raven knew it better than any of us. The potion wasn’t as effective as Raven had expected. If the healing went on at this speed, it would take Ezra months to regain consciousness.The tension on Raven’s face said that there were several other complications in the treatment that only a healer cou