Nomia pov The next morning I’m woken by a tray being set on the ground, not a word is spoken. I don’t even see who put it there. After breakfast I decide to take a bath and relax. Alpha Zared is gone for the next few days so I can skip the makeup. Aminta and I discuss the catastrophic lunch fight and the whipping of Emerald and Amethyst while we float in the warm water. When I’m finished I wrap my hair in a towel and with my robe hanging open I walk back into my bedroom only to get the fright of my life: Beta Jared is sitting in my bed with a vile grin on his face. “Good morning little Aurum,” he sneers, “You owe me an apology for yesterday. Janus is currently training the warriors, by the way, and these rooms are sound proof.” He leaves the last part about there being no point in my screaming unspoken. I receive his message loud and clear. I feel anger rising, the absolute rat bastard, Aminta is growling in my head, foaming at the mouth. I ignore him, and walk to my closet. Befo
Janus pov The moment Garnet did that impressive twist and kicked me full in the balls I knew serious trouble would be unavoidable. The least of my worries was if I’d ever be able to have children. I worried for her safety. Zared would presumably kill her for this, or maybe worse, give her to Jared. From my fetal position on the floor I watched in horror as Jared pulls his fist back in what would surely be an a killing blow to Garnets head. I try to get to my feet but I already know I won’t be fast enough. Then, from the corner of my eye I see Aurum take a leap. Her kick strong and precise full in Jared’s balls. Goddess I hope she’s rendered the bastard infertile. It’s this moment that Zared and a handful of guards barge in. Whacking Malachite, Garnet and Aurum unconscious within seconds after entering. “Weaklings!” Zared sneers, “You’ve been beaten up by girls! How are you my Beta and Gamma? How can you call yourselves guards? Bring them to their rooms and tie them down.”
Nomia povThe night maid ending her shift wakes me by throwing a scratchy brown dress over my face. The rough fabric irritates my skin as I drag it off me. The night maid scowls at me before stalking out of the room. It's earlier than usual. I cringe as I put on the dress and, not for the first time since Alpha Zared announced our punishment, I wonder if those working in the kitchen are servants or slaves. Thus far I'd been of the opinion that Golden Claw took better care of their wolves than Red Star. Today I’ll learn if that’s true or not. I feel Aminta restlessly pacing in my head. “Hell yes. I’m restless. I have to stay calm and not rip their throats out.” She growls at me. “We have to accept being humiliated now. I don’t like it one little bit.”“Can you tell me more later? I want to know more about my heritage. My father was a dragon but my mother? What was she? Who were my parents? How did they meet? Was I wanted?”Aminta makes a sound that’s something between a huff, a sigh
Zared pov“Who will go first?” I ask the girls, before they can answer Jared volunteers Aurum. I knew he had it out for her because she kicked him in the balls and hard. But what is he up to? Why does he want her to be first so desperately?I fully expected him to go full out on her with the whip. The cat ‘o nine tails does serious damage due to the little metal beads that are knotted into each of the tails.To my fury I see that he has taken the silver laced one, and drenched it in wolfsbane too. “You didn’t explicitly say to not do it,” Gunther points out. “I shouldn’t have had to; the rule is always the normal whip unless I order otherwise.” I growl back at him.Gunther growls so loud that my skull vibrates. “You need more practice, he snarls at me, “Jared wanted revenge and he didn’t have to go out of his way to get it. YOU gave him ample opportunity. He indicated he wanted to whip them to the bone and fuck them until they die.”“Jared STOP!” I yell but he’s already gotten the
Nomia pov I wake up to the sound of the door closing, the rough dress once more thrown in my face. I feel as if I’m run over by a heavily laden ox cart. “Good morning” Aminta yawns, performing a perfect downward facing dog, “Your back is good and ready to go. I did an all nighter on it, it's scarless” she sounds rightfully proud. “Thank you. Good to know that my back is ready as I am not.”“These things never get easier or less painful” she replies, giving a mother telling her pup that there is no way to escape the chore vibe. I get dressed and make my way to the dining room. Garnet and Ruby are already setting the breakfast table. “You look good compared to yesterday.” Garnet remarks, whilst Ruby pulls me in for a hug. “Shall I get Malachite?” “I’m here” I hear her void voice from behind me. Without a further word she sits at the table and starts eating. We have our breakfast in a loaded silence, each of us pulled into our own thoughts.Alpha Zared enters the room with Janus
Nomia povI expected Alpha Zared to be rough. Instead he stares at my private parts as if he’s never seen something like it before. Maybe mine is weird? I’ve never compared it to any others… I kind of figured they all look the same. “There’s more variation than in hair colour” Aminta tells me “Now stop these intrusive thoughts. You have a choice to make - remain mentally present and experience everything or retreat into your mind and get it over with. “Retreat!” I squeak. Aminta raises a wolfy eyebrow at me. “What do you advise?” I ask, feeling chastised. “If you remain present you can learn.” “I’m not sure I want to”“Learn what gets him going - knowledge is power; you never know if that information will become useful at some point.”I swallow hard“Besides. You might even learn a little about what you like? You barely touch yourself. And the times with Janus were just lying together. No touchy feely of any significance. When you remain present then you can choose small ac
Zared pov I’m in an unfamiliar forest. It’s unnaturally silent, no birds singing, no squirrel nails scratching down the bark of a tree as they scuttle up and down, no woodpecker pecking holes. Nothing. Nothing except a low slow breathing sound. Paired with the unsettling feeling of being watched. “Gunther?” “I hear and feel it too.” Gunther sounds uneasySuddenly the smell of sulphur and burnt wood assaults my nose. I freeze and hold my breath trying to pinpoint where the breathing sound comes from without giving our location away. “If we shift we’ll be quieter and blend in better.” Gunther whispers, as if someone outside our head can hear him. “The tearing of clothes would give us away.”“It would if we were wearing any, dimwit.” Gunther points out. I quickly glance down and see my naked body. Confusion hits me, why are we naked in an unfamiliar forest? What happened? Was there an attack and did I escape while shifted? Do I have amnesia? “To know you have amnesia you would n
Nomia pov Like yesterday and the day before I wake up by the door closing and the rough maids dress landing on my face. I scowl. This is not a routine I enjoy or want to get used to. “After today we’re almost half done.” Aminta offers but it's not heart felt. I feel her irritation. The whipping is just like yesterday. No crowd, no Jared. Janus wielding the whip is still a bitter pill to swallow. But my heart knows that if he could’ve prevented this he would have. I see the heaviness in his eyes. “If one of those guards or warrior oafs were to wield the whip they might be going all out to prove their loyalty and worthiness” Aminta offers as consolation. Alpha Zared is quite chirpy. I’m not sure that’s a good thing though. There is an unnerving glint in his eye, a bounce in his step and a small smile playing on his lips. I feel a shudder going down my spine watching him. I lie on my bed waiting for Alpha Zared to come and ‘help’ me with the plug and belt. Now I know how
Zared pov In my wildest dreams I hadn’t imagined how much and how hard work it would be to be Alpha King and father. Dysnomia demanded I also played a very active part in raising Derora and Arathorn. I was clueless how to be a ‘good father’. I only saw my father at dinner and then I was supposed to be quiet. Only when I turned 15 and my wolf was less than a year away did he start spending time with me. Grooming me to be his perfect successor. His lessons in fighting were brutal. He didn’t hold in his punches because if I found myself in a situation the opponent wouldn’t hold back either. I learned to duck and evade first. Once I had Gunther I gained strength. When I learned I could trust on Gunther's speed and experience I started throwing punches at him. So when Dysnomia handed me a very stinky Derora with an overflowing poop diaper with the words “I already had two of these today, this one is yours,” I was beyond clueless. “Goddess please help me with strength and wisdom. It’s
Dysnomia “Neptunes nipples,” I mutter to myself. I really want to finish this blanket before Derora gives birth. But the light is too dim for my poor eyesight. “Getting older is a curse. I can’t crochet for hours, my back hurts and my fingers are more crooked than the twigs of a serpentine hazel.” “Talking to yourself again?” Zared rhetorically asks as he enters the room, “I think it’s cute that you do that nowadays. Talking, or more accurately muttering, to myself is one of the most irritating things of being older. I often do it without realising. It frequently leads to over sharing of information. Even though Zared is older than me he is in a far better shape. I continue muttering under my breath ignoring Zared. He walks over and switches on a special reading lamp lamp with a magnifying glass attached we got in the human realm a few months earlier. Before we came to this era of relative peace people didn’t get this old. When I shift, which is rare nowadays, Aminta no longer
Dysnomia pov The sun peeps in through a crack in the curtains. I turn my back to the window and pull the blanket over my head. Of course I knew that having sex on a very regular basis with Zared could get me pregnant again but I’d foolishly hoped that it would take years not months. A soft knock on the door that I can but don’t want to ignore announces Austra with Derora. I sit up and plaster a smile on my face. I know the smile will be genuine in a few seconds when she hands me my little girl. Austra walks in holding my squirming little cherub. Her brown eyes have tiny golden specks showing that she too has some dragon magic. “Mwa!” Derora happily shouts out. I’m still not sure if she is trying to say ‘Mine’ or ‘Mama’. The one perk of being pregnant is that I can stay in bed and cuddle with her whilst the rest of the world is already going through the motions. I get ready with Derora playing and babbling on the bed. Once downstairs I go to my office. Zared is out hunting rebel
Dysnomia povToday Zared and I will be crowned Alpha King and Alpha Queen of ‘Regnum Lunae Lupi’. Over the past weeks we have planned this day and the future of our kingdom together. The planning has given us a common goal to work on and has significantly improved our relationship. There are still trust issues on both sides. Encouraged by Gunther and Aminta we spend time with just the three of us. Breanna, Bridget and Zared haven’t spoken since that fateful full moon. They don’t want to apologise to Zared and Zared doesn’t want to listen to their grievances. It is quite inconvenient to have the beta’s and the Alpha not communicating. That is the root cause of guilt issues on my side. I’m stuck between my mate and my best friends. They understand me and feel bad that they hurt Zared in such a way that it puts me in a difficult position with both Aminta and with Zared. But they don’t feel bad for Zared about it or the act itself. Zared on the other hand won’t admit that he deserved
Zared povI didn’t expect to sleep peacefully, I expected to lay awake, tossing and turning. My sack hurt too much, my head was a turmoil. Gunther tried his best to take away the pain but the incision was made with a silver knife. Thank the Goddess Breanna stitched it fairly neatly with a hot needle. It hurt just like the alcohol hurt. But Gunther said it will make the difference between losing my remaining testicle and maybe my life to an infection or being to live on. It will scar, silver almost always does. Even if the scars are invisible you feel them when the temperature changes or when the skin stretches. In my case I will be painfully reminded of this ordeal every time I get an erection as it will put tension on my sack. Which is at least once a day when I wake up with morning wood. The anger was indescribable. The betrayal Janus and Dysnomia committed still burns. I felt love and pride looking at the pup in Dysnimia’s arms. Gunther presented me visions of us being a happy fa
Dysnomia povMy arm hurts. After giving birth Aminta didn’t have enough in her to heal it. It was bone deep. I shudder at the idea that it wasn't my arm but Derora that received the full blow. Breanna and Bridget informed me they had dragged a barely resisting Zared to the dungeon. He is in the same cell that Ahriman occupied. When Breanna and Bridget mind link me again with the question if they can torture him I hesitate. He is my mate after all. Part of me can’t blame him for what he did. He has been trying so hard the last months to get in my good books to earn my forgiveness. There were even times when I thought I could leave the past behind me and find happiness with Zared. It would never be the all consuming love that I felt, no feel, for Janus but it could have been a good life for both of us. /No don’t torture him just yet. Let me think. I’m a mess right now,/ I answer them. Should I kill Zared for the attempted murder of the heir of our yet to be named Kingdom? “You thoug
Zared povI knew most of the Alpha’s would use the time between signing the treaty and Dysnomia and I coming to their packs to merge them to strengthen their defences. Luckily for us they had no allies to fall back on. The vampires and Fae kept to themselves luckily for us. Fighting them isn’t impossible but it comes at a price. The price being the lives of warriors. “It was good to kill those four Alpha’s though. I was like the good old times when we were young and wild,” Gunther tries to sound like he’s reminiscing about old times. Instead he sounds a little too sarky. “We’re still young and wild as we’re out here in the pouring rain rounding up rogues to see if they want to become law abiding citizens of our new, yet to be named Kingdom.” “True and most don’t so we get to kill them,” Gunther doesn’t even try to hide his enthusiasm over the number of rogues we killed in the past days. Those who did want to join were mostly young, having escaped slavery and a few mates that couldn’
Dysnomia povZared and I are nearing the borders of Alpha Williams’ Silver Blood pack to induct the pack member in what is now still Golden Claw. We have brought a considerable number of warriors with us as Aminta, Zared and Gunther are convinced Alpha William will have barricaded himself in and fight instead of honouring the treaty.I had hoped to manage a peaceful assimilation and even offered them to become our advisors and let them keep their sex slaves to manage that. The moment we are at the borders we are denied access by the guards. Zared and I have agreed that there will be no second chances for any of the alpha’s should they try to back. I know Zared was hoping that at least one would back out so he could show them that he is still the strongest Alpha. The hunt to find Alpha William is on. /Team Gold! Join me into the heart of the territory. We are hunting down William, when you find him you will incapacitate him and notify me. We are going for a public execution of a tr
Zared pov It was an eye opener to hear that Dysnomia wants me to experience the same things she did. But what she isn’t taking into account is that I have the mate bond pushing me towards her. Maybe, more importantly, I’m not her. I can endure to achieve a goal. My goal is and always has been to be the most powerful alpha. I needed her to be able to kill Ahriman and I didn’t even know it at the time. I assumed I would need her power. But I needed her to get Ahriman into Golden Claw where I could capture and then kill him. Another difference is that I, unlike women, don’t think too much about things. I enjoy the sensation of her massaging my prostate. Yes, it’s slightly awkward especially with Celeste watching and coaching Dysnomia but I park those thoughts. “That doesn’t make it easier to earn her forgiveness,” Gunther dryly remarks. “We need her to achieve our goals.” “With Ahriman gone, we no longer need her. The few remaining Alpha’s we can handle by ourselves..”“Getting rid