"Will this be all, My Lady?" Dorothy inquired as she fastened the final brooch of the Silver Royal Mantle.
"Yes, thank you, Dorothy." Dorothy, the new head court lady, bowed and walked out, and Seraphina smiled. Seraphina later found out that Megan had been murdered after she had discovered Freya adulterating her drinks. And soon when everything slowly fell into place Dorothy succeeded Megan. Seraphina took a final glimpse of herself in the mirror as she exhaled a deep breath. She was dressed in an A-line gown with an off-the-shoulder neckline. Lace tails onto the shoulder and comes back up at the wrist. The back bodice is a lovely illusion made of lace that opens and closes with buttons and loops. The lace trails back onto the skirt. A dramatic lace border completes the hem. Her hair was styled in a simple sweet hive updo. Her look was completed with a simple necklace and diamond studs."You look stunning!" Hilda complemented as she walked in through tAs the Alpha leads me into his suite, I smile. A new glint of happiness in his eyes, a handsome smile on his face. He picks me up and places me on the soft bed. He was hovering over me in an instant. His eyes were filled with love, passion, and gentleness as they looked at my face."I'm not sure what I did to deserve such a wonderful gift from the Goddess." He stated. I smiled brightly at him and he returns the same smile. He brought his face closer for a kiss, but his smile vanished, replaced by an agonizing wince. When he looked down at his stomach, he saw a silver dagger in my hand slicing through his stomach. When his horrified eyes turned to me, my innocent, bright smile had vanished, replaced by a cold, expressionless face. He tried to speak, but my hand moved on its own, gliding through his throat. I pushed him off of me as his limp body fell on the bed. I stand up and clean the blood-splattered dag
Night had fallen fast upon the land. No more than an hour ago the sky was painted with hues of red, orange and pink, but all colour had faded leaving only a matt black canvas with no stars to be looked upon. The darkness was thick and even a torch won't lit your path, you could hardly see your arm length with the help of a torch. By this time of the night, the world had already fallen asleep. Only the chilly wind and she seems to be awake. She runs through the thick lairs of trees and bushes of the forest. The night was so quiet that you could hear the soft breeze blow but you won't hear her footsteps. She runs towards her destination in rhythm with the wind, as fast as the wind. Her pace is graceful, her pace is as soft as the wind, her presence is as true as the shadow, her existence is like that of a prey hiding in the forest away from the predator's eyes. No one can identify
The blackness engulfed her thoughts. Stretching out in front of her like a map, the unknown studied her fears, her courage and knowledge. Taking tentative steps the infinite exposure of the human flesh dawned. There was no life here. That was simple, no thriving population, no signs of past living. The darkness had overcome any sense of purity, consumed all hopes of cleanliness and had wiped out. She was getting tensed more like nervous and scared a feeling that never dared to touch her. She ran around looking for any sign of life, nothing! She was scared a feeling she never knew she had. She cried out loud, screaming on top of her lungs. Darkness has swallowed everything. Darkness destroyed everything she knew. Everything is gone, everyone is gone. Except her! Why is she still there! "Because you are the darkness." A faint low
On this cloudy morning, there are growing patches of blue, the sort of hue that is soft and bright at the same time. Though beneath the sheet of the cloud is a grey that deepens to steel, the leading edge is a brilliant white, as if it is the pages of a new book ready for any curious eye. So, on this day that could bring rain or sunshine. Though the sky seems sad today, it seems to grieve the pain and agony with the whole crowd gathered here grieving the loss of a great Alpha and Luna of the Blood Moon pack. The sky got cleared last time after the assassination of the Alpha and his Luna but when his pack started howling expressing the pain and agony of losing their Alpha and Luna the sky decided to grieve with them. Since then, the sky is wearing a dark gloomy blanket of clouds. The whole pack, neighboring packs, and the Royal Pack have gathered in the Blood Moon Pack for the funeral of the late Alpha and Luna. All the werewolves that were gathered in the Blood Moon Pack held their
The Beta of the Royal Pack Nicholas was patrolling and inspecting the forest with a party of three warriors when he smelled something odd. He sniffs the air, identifying the source of the odour, and then sprints in that direction. He quickly arrives at a small riverbank in Royal Pack territory, only to be greeted by a red-haired girl. For her, the term "beautiful" is an understatement. She was simply breathtaking. He and the other three warriors were in awe of her. 'Why did she, who seems to be a human girl, come straight into our Royal territory!' he wondered. He took his attention away from the lovely unconscious girl lying on the riverbank and began checking the area for something suspicious. He approached her and knelt down and saw bruises on her flat stomach, which were apparently due to her slightly elevated tee. In addition, he noticed a deep cut on her forehead. He immediately made contact with his Alpha via mind link,"What Nick?""Alpha yo
She has seen darkness before, the kind that makes our street like an old fashioned photograph, everything a shade of grey. This isn't like that. This is the darkness that robs you of your best sense and replaces it with a paralyzing fear. In this darkness, she sits, muscles cramped and unable to move. She only knows her eyes are still there because she can feel herself blink, still instinctively moisturizing the organs she has no current use for. She can't hear anything either. She guessed that should bring her heart rate down below the level of "rabbit in a snare" but it doesn't. By her genes she is a predator, she has the front-facing eyes and brain enough to hunt, but she feels like prey in this utter black. The dawn is many hours away and until that precious time, she can only wait. She doesn't know how long she's be
"Your Highness," came a deep shaky, male voice from behind. "Let me guess, you haven't found her." He said it without glancing back. "N-no Your Highness." Before the man could blink, he was pinned to the wall by his neck. Prince Aiden squeezing his neck like it was a stress ball, "How did a girl despair under your nose? huh?" He asked, in an incredibly calm voice, that sent cold shivers down the man's spine. His eyes were blood-red mixed with gold yellow, indicating his beast was at bay. "I-uh" His voice came out to be scrambled "Who made you the head warrior again? And what's your job when you're at the border? Do remind me again, will you." Aiden said clenching his jaw. The head warrior tried to wiggle out of his strong grip, but it was in vain. He could not answer as his throat was being crushed. "Did she just vanish in thin air?" He asked him again. The head warrior was now gasping for air as his lungs were g
(The conversation between the beast and their human form is talking with one's subconscious. Beast can not talk in human form when they take over the body) "Why does this have to happen to me?" She said loudly as she began to run into the forest. She took off and threw away her heels as she cursed her mate, "I'm going to make sure you fucking pay well if I Lose these pair of Louis Vuitton, you fucking Prince!" She took the medium train of her dress and started running as fast as she could, as she heard thuds of paws hitting the ground. It did not take her long to understand that they were after her. She tried to run faster, but she found herself slowing down, pushing herself to use her Vampire speed, but she couldn't reach her Vampire side as her beast kept blocking her. Her beast was forcing her to shift. She kept
"Will this be all, My Lady?" Dorothy inquired as she fastened the final brooch of the Silver Royal Mantle."Yes, thank you, Dorothy." Dorothy, the new head court lady, bowed and walked out, and Seraphina smiled. Seraphina later found out that Megan had been murdered after she had discovered Freya adulterating her drinks. And soon when everything slowly fell into place Dorothy succeeded Megan.Seraphina took a final glimpse of herself in the mirror as she exhaled a deep breath. She was dressed in an A-line gown with an off-the-shoulder neckline. Lace tails onto the shoulder and comes back up at the wrist. The back bodice is a lovely illusion made of lace that opens and closes with buttons and loops. The lace trails back onto the skirt. A dramatic lace border completes the hem. Her hair was styled in a simple sweet hive updo. Her look was completed with a simple necklace and diamond studs."You look stunning!" Hilda complemented as she walked in through t
"In the infirmary!" As soon as he said it, her legs carried her down the corridor, down the stairs, and into the pack infirmary on their own. She felt the dampness on her cheeks as her legs carried her towards the male her heart craved. She rushed through the grassy field, tears streaming down her cheeks, without even bothering to wipe them, and soon arrived at the infirmary. Hilda was standing on the first floor, her face glum. When she saw Seraphina, her eyes widened."Where is he?" Hilda only pointed to the door at the end of the hallway when she asked. She dashed towards the door, but a hand captured her forearm before she could break through."They're operating on him." He said this, and she turned around to face Emmerich."Tėtis!" She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed on his shoulder. He stroked her hair tenderly as he held her."It's okay, he'll be alright!" He tried to console her, but all she did was sob."Why does this always have to happen to
She was the only beating heart, the only being of warm blood and flesh in those cold, lonely halls of the castle. The walls around her were undoubtedly familiar to her in the recent past, these walls had started becoming her home, making her feel she belonged somewhere, but it was all now a strange maze. The light fell on the words that spoke to no one, unaware that their audience had vanished or that the stone floor lay silent beneath no feet except her. It was as if Goddess had stopped time, removed all the distractions so she could see it for real, see how it really was, what it really was. And all she wanted at the time was another beating heart in this deserted castle, another being of warm blood and flesh, another pair of feet to walk beside hers.Her shaky feet were giving up, unable to bear the weight of her being, of her heavy heart. Her hand clutched her chest tightly as she struggled into the first floor. His scent hit her full force
"I'm not a flower of darkness! I have seen the brighter world and I don't wish to go back to a world where light doesn't exist!" She raised her gaze and Mia shrieked.She looked down as a sharp pain sprouted on her abdomen. Seraphina's hands held a dagger as she pushed it deeper into Mia's stomach. She leaped back to Aiden, who gleefully drew her into his arms, his face solemn as he stared at Mia. Seraphina said as Mia fell to her knees."Don't think I didn't notice you were obstructing my path to Cora. You gave me no choice but to strike!""Your blade is your true nature! You will kill anyone who is an impediment! Be it the female who raised you!" Their gazes were drawn to the forest's shadows. As the man walked into the dim light, their eyes widened as if they'd seen a ghost."F-father!" Aiden stuttered.Bruce stared at Malcolm's beheaded corpse."What a pity!" He scoffed and took a step closer to Mia. He knelt and snatched her jaw."Are yo
Kendrick and the warriors rushed up the stairs to the fourth floor. He came to a standstill when he noticed the female facing him, standing there with a heart in her palm. He and the warriors raised their weapons, aiming at the female, and the rattle of their weapons drew Bruce's attention, causing him to turn around."Your Majesty!" Kendrick exclaimed in disbelief, and Bruce's face was hidden behind a menacing grimace. Bruce turned around with the female behind him, wagging his finger. When feral hisses surrounded Kendrick and his warriors, they shrieked. Bruce simply walked away as the creatures ripped the Lycans apart, their howls filling the entire hall."Liam! I need you to find and protect Seraphina. She's with Malcolm, and I suspect he'll try to use her demon. Keep an eye on her and keep her from shifting." Aiden ordered"Until my last breath!" said Liam curtly."Nicholas and I will be fighting on the front lines. No creature shall come near
An amicable, quiet evening was suddenly shattered by anguish and terror. The violent explosion rattled the entire packhouse, and the Lycan and Wolves who lived there fled in terror. The power had been cut off, and the impact had shattered the majority of the windows. The warriors had already gathered around the packhouse."Where is His Highness?" Kendrick, the head warrior, who had been moving around making sure everyone was headed to the safe house, asked another warrior."Last I heard, they're all in the conference hall!" He said this with a panicked tonality in his voice. Kendrick looked up at the building and dashed into the packhouse "The impact was on the fourth floor! Let's go!" Nearby warriors followed him into the basement, through the secured door they entered the armory."We don't know who attacked or how many there are, so bring as many weapons as you need and arm yourself! Notify the battle regiment and the border guards!" Kendrick ordered whi
"What are you so engrossed in?" Aiden inquired as he sat on the lounge chair next to Seraphina. She raised her head in surprise when she heard his voice."When did you return?" With a smile, she asked. He loosened his tie and sat down on the chair."Just a few moments ago. What are you reading?" He questioned, leaning in to read the title of the book she held in her hand."The history of Drinealia and Auhesraivia. You know, it was very harmonious back then." She sighed and closed the book."What do you mean?""What I mean is...come in!" When someone knocked on the door, she paused to let them in.Freya walked in with a cheerful smile and a tray in her hand. When she saw Aiden, her eyes widened in shock, and she instantaneously bowed her head. Seraphina had persuaded Freya not to curtsey to her, and Freya had agreed."Your Highnesses!" Seraphina gladly accepted the mug she offered."Thank you!" Seraphina thanked her, and Freya walked out,
"Training with him can't be that bad!" Aiden tried for the tenth time that morning to calm an anxious Seraphina. She'd been pacing back and forth in their chamber all morning."You've got no idea. Goddess knows how long he lived on this god-forsaken earth, and how many great warriors he trained. I had seen him train juveniles when I was a child. And it was heinous." She shuddered and hugged herself. He sighed and drew her closer, and she buried her face in his chest."You are incredible at combat, sword fighting, and many other things I am unaware of. So don't be concerned, and show him how incredible you are." He said this, and she lifted her head to look at him. She pecked his lips with a smile."You should now get going. He'll be upset if you're late." She nodded and hugged him before pulling away."I'll see you later." She said and he kissed her forehead. They said their goodbyes, and she walked away. "Tėtis?" As she stood on the open lawn surr
Every step was guarded by a Drinealia soldier. They saluted her with their heads bowed and their right fist pressed over their hearts as she passed by. She was reminded of her childhood when she used to run around the corridors of the Castle of Drinealia. The soldier came to a halt in front of a door at the far end of the corridor and knocked. With his head bowed, he stepped aside and pushed open the door for her. As attendants dressed him, the Demon King stood with his hands spread to his sides in front of a huge shining mirror, she walked in. He was dressed in black knee-length leather boots and black leather pants tucked into the boots. He was dressed in a black shirt, and two attendants carefully slipped him into a silver-gold armor vest. A brown animal skin was wrapped around his waist, and a long gold knotted belt endorsed the animal skin. The attendants delicately draped the black Royal Mantle of Drinealia over his shoulder, securing it with a silver brooch