Someone was coming.Her eyes snapped, she sat up and looked at the timepiece she had set on the table next to her bed; 5 o'clock and ten minutes. It was a gift from Brenda when she had turned eighteen, it was a small clock engraved in a wood carving of an Alpha wolf.Its purpose was to remind her of who she was but whenever she looked at it she mostly saw how weak she was, an Alpha who can't shift.How perfectly embarrassing. Seconds later she heard a knock on the door. "Enter." "My King." A servant entered with 6 others in tow and bowed. "Speak." "We bear gifts from your admirers." When she heard who the admirers were she scoffed. Just as she had expected. At six o'clock and two minutes the door opened and someone entered.She didn't need to look up to know who it was, much to her dismay she sensed him, felt his presence.As soon as he entered he noticed her first of course, wearing a black morning gown sitting at her table one leg resting atop the other while she signed and
"So since we have decided to become friends, I suppose I'm allowed to ask a question?" He paused for an answer, and when he saw none was forthcoming he continued."The Beta, earlier he mentioned something about how you didn't grow up in the pack, I'm curious." She arranged the few papers that were askew on the table and placed her hands on her legs one placed above the other."Have you not heard?""The servants hate me because they think I am power-thirsty and discontent. And even though I have not been out so frequently the few respected people I have met have deemed me worthless and fit to be used as a cleaning rag, that is apart from the Beta of course but a man such as he is not one for gossip. So my last resort is you.""I wonder why people love talking unnecessarily so much. All you needed to say was no.""I apologize for being such an explanative and good person, so out with the story.""There is no story. My father got angry my mother gave birth to a female child so he burnt
Alex headed to her bed chambers with a bounce in his steps and a grin that probably made him look like a fool but he didn't care, after doing lifting and carrying and being sent on errands since Athena had not wanted him to neglect his footman duties on her account.He often wishes he had chosen a different guise, butler perhaps, or anything that didn't involve him getting dirty and having body pains and of course, he still had Athena to seduce. But all that mattered now was she had sent for him. She wanted to see him.He knew a stranger had been here when he entered the hallway leading to Athena's chambers but paid it no mind. No sooner than he opened the door to her chambers was he engulfed by the stranger's scent, and male scent. He passed through her receiving room previous euphoria now gone, he opened the door to her bedroom and saw a man too well dressed to be a servant. Upon sighting his murderous look, said man instinctively pulled Athena closer to him placing his hands on her
He sighed frustrated.Perhaps Ciara could give him a word of advice on how to woo his mate.Although he had left the managing of the pack in Ciara's capable hands needed to see his pack for himself.Soon he told himself.He got up and opened the door leading out of his chambers and went to Cassandra's chambers and he saw her doing her correspondence just as he expected.His pile of books had been put away.Given the way their last conversation as he hesitated at the door."Are you coming in or not."She said irritated.He smiled relieved anything even irritation was better than cold indifference.He went in picked out books placed them on each other and sat."You could have at least told me it was him you were going to choose.""To what result?"He blinked surprised."You answered me."She raised a questioning eyebrow."It's just that I usually have to keep talking for about an eternity before you even notice me.""That's not true. Not even logical. And I always notice you.""As much as you try not to?
It was incredible the amount of torture the mere thought brought.He hadn't been able to have his nightly sessions with Athena today since she was at the dinner table, he merited a place at the dining table since he was supposedly being the alpha's spokesperson, but with all the raucous stirred up he knew it was best not to encourage the wagging tongues, but dammit he wanted to, he wanted to whisk her away to her bedroom in front of everyone and not let her out till a few weeks later when she looking flushed and satisfied.Extremely satisfied.Except she wouldn't be satisfied, she would want more so much she'd beg for it. So yes, he wanted to give the gossips reason to mong till their last days.But the Athena who will let him lock her with him in a room only existed in his dreams.He gave up trying to sleep, got off, and headed to the library after donning a night robe on his naked body for the sake of modesty.He walked slowly, careful not to wake anyone who might be sleeping which wasn
Lightning flashed illuminating the room for one quick second and as a result, brightened her too. He cupped her head slipping his fingers through her coiffure that was now loose at the end of the day, he moved his thumb across her cheek in slow deliberate strokes savoring the feel of her soft skin. He slowly moved his hand behind her neck and his fingers worked to massage the tense muscles there, the small sigh she let out stirred dangerous things in his depths. The only sounds in the room now are the sounds of the heavy raindrops on the roof and the music of their frantic heartbeats.Her eyes were now closed, her lips slightly parted, he couldn't resist, he leaned in and felt the unmistakable sharp edge of her blade against his biceps.“Leave.”She sounded -to his dismay- betrayed. He stepped a few paces away from her gave a pained mock salute not even bothering to hide his hurt and left the room with an uncomfortable throb between his legs.His walk turned into a run in the heavy downpo
She looked at her reflection. The maid had helped her don a simple day dress. The clothes were modest ones, not at all fit for an Alpha. And that was the reason she was going to order a new wardrobe, not because she wanted Alexander to see her in them. Not at all. He had run for hours at full speed-his injured shoulder had healed almost immediately as he shifted to wolf form-but even that couldn't erase his pain or anger as soon as he crossed into his territory, his pack. His people, who share the unique link with their Alpha, all felt it. He emerged from the forest with a tortured look on his face, wearing tattered trousers he had held in his mouth while in his wolf form. He saw not less than 500 of his soldiers, all in wolf form, prepared to spill blood. But no one will harm their car. He protected her at all costs, but who would protect her from him? He threw his head back and gave a loud animalistic roar, the sound attracting those who lived in the remote part of the pack and hadn
Athena rose from her bed with a dulling pain in her heart, one she tried so much to ignore but kept coming back. Everything about her was slowly succumbing to the absence of the annoying footman. She tried not to think too much of him but kept failing miserably every single time. She even snapped at Damien when he tried to make a joke about Alex's absence. She didn't want to be his mate but that didn't give anyone the right to talk carelessly about him in her presence. The gossipers around the palace have found a new rumor to spread, some said she discovered that he was not her mate, others said he rejected her cos of her stone heart, the bold ones went ahead to say that he had had a fill of he Rand decided that she was no longer worth it. All these Athena heard through the use of her discreet footmen planted across the village. Some of her footmen had wives that blended into the villages and got useful information for her. A knock on the door startled her and brought her out of he
"It's the men's combat game, Athena!" Damien said as he watched his Alpha strap herself with knives. She placed a diamondback knife in her boots and wedged a dagger on her arm. A pair tantos sat on the insides of her jacket and when she turned to face Damien, she smiled. "How do I look, Damien?" She asked. Damien shook his head and turned away from her. He hated the fact that she was excited for the combat. There was nothing to be excited about! She was literally putting herself in the face of danger and beckoning on it to come to her. "I don't know what to say, Athena. I do not feel comfortable with you participating in the men's combat category," Athena walked to the window and opened it. It was nearing evening and in about an hour's time or so, she would be out there, facing her opponent while everyone watched. If she was being honest with herself, she was really scared. Scared of the unknown. What if she got beaten to a pulp. What if she got paired with someo
"What the hell is going on?" Kayla gasped as she heard the announcement the master of ceremony made. Kayla came to stand beside her. "Did the King just ask her to participate in the male category?" "Yes, he did," Kayla replied, sounding really shocked and worried. "Why would he do that?" "Because the King does what he does according to what his subject wants," A guy came and stood behind them as he spoke. Melodie gave him the stink eye. "She's not his subject. She's the King of Antarti!" The boy laughed like he was mocking her and Melodie glared at him like she wanted to kill him on the spot with her eyes. "You think. He's ruling the Lycan Confederate and can make any degree. Besides, she asked for it with her whole feminism shit," "And who the hell are you?" Kayla stepped forward in a defensive stance. "Oh," The boy touched his chest in a mock polite manner. "My name is Lawrence. I am the Prince of The Lycan Confederate," "And what are you doing here?"
Athena stood alongside other contestants. Most of them were women and she frowned. Was this category just for women? Just then, she saw Eucaria standing at the other side of the line. The lady waved at Athena and scurried to stand beside her. "I had no idea you were participating," "Well, I am. Why is it just women here?" Eucaria shrugged. "This is a women's game. It's less brutal than combat and the rest," "That's bullshit," Athena said. The women around her gasped but she ignored them. "Why would they allow that?!" "There's actually no time for you to ask questions," A lady, dressed in combat outfit but looking like she was the referee with a whistle around her neck, came forward. She stared at Athena who matched her look without fear. "Once I blow the whistle, you all run towards the ropes hanging off those rocks on the other side of the amphitheater. Use it to lift your bodies off the ground and jump once you're about two meters in the air. Note that lit
Kayla and Melodie were still waiting for Heyli to come back to them with good news when they saw her climbing one of the seats above. Kayla stepped forward and Melodie squinted her eyes as she watched Heyli take a seat beside Athena and Alex. She looked guilty and as Alex spoke to her, she only nodded. "Did she actually leave us here?" Melodie asked, suddenly feeling offended and betrayed by their friend. Kayla wasn't going to believe that was it. "I don't think so. Heyli won't do that to us. She's probably trying to negotiate things with Alex," "But she's seated there!" Melodie cried. Some people from the team looked at them and Kayla immediately apologized. "Let's just hope that's not the case," Melodie turned and looked at her. "Maybe that's the case." Kayla kept staring in Heyli's direction, hoping their friend would look at them and signal that she was going to return soon. But that wasn't going to happen because the master of the ceremony already stepp
As early as five in the morning, the girls were awoken by the ringing of large bells. "I woke up at six back at home," Melodie said as she groaned and sat up. "I hate this time arrangement." Melodie noticed that Kayla wasn't in bed. Heyli had woken up for a few minutes before laying back down and falling asleep immediately. "Kayla?" "I'm bathing!" She called from the bathroom. Melodie climbed out of the bed and went to the bathroom door of bathroom. "Why didn't you wake us all up?" "I did. You both sleep like a hibernating snail. We have to prepare quickly, by the way. We're going to be manning the surroundings of the amphitheater. Handing weapons and change of clothes and help to the injured. I just hope nothing goes wrong," "What might that be?" Kayla's voice lowered. "A beast might be released. That would fight with one of the contestants. Someone told me a few warriors were killed the last time," Melodie's heart sank. "What?" "Yes," "Is this what I
Heyli fell into his arms. She had no idea what was controlling her but she knew that his arms was where she wanted to be. Nowhere else but his arms. As she walked into his arms, he fully engulfed her in a hug and placed his chin on her glossy hair. "Did you use a new perfume?" Heyli drew away a bit. "Yes. How did you know?" Loki smiled and pulled her back in. "You love vanilla and that's your signature. But you're using something fruity," Heyli swallowed. "Well, Melodie suggested u used a different one and it was actually nice," "Because of Miguel?" Heyli shrugged. "I guess." "You guess? Or you did so because of him." "Do you want us to turn this into an argument?" "Not an argument. I'm mad." Heyli gave him an incredulous look. "Why?" "Because you are making yourself look good for another boy. It makes me want to go after him and rip his limbs apart so you don't find him attractive," Heyli gasped and burst into laughter but before she could sa
One thing Heyli loved about this place was the fact that she didn't have to go through gates. The doors directly lead out to the streets and once she was hit with a cold gust of wind, she closed her eyes and sighed in relief. "The Lycaon Statue," She muttered under her breath. That was where Miguel said they were going to meet. Pulling up her gown, she climbed down the stairs and turned to the northern side of the road. The streets were void of people but amber lights flooded the roads and she was able to see under them. She actually didn't need any light to see but she needed to see Miguel. Somehow, she didn't trust her sense of vision to lead her to the right person. As she hurried down the road, she made sure to look back. Someone might be following her. No one was and she hastened her footsteps. She just hoped Hathaway had forgotten about her. As she turned her head to see if anyone was following after her, she bumped into a hard body and nearly fell on her kn
The suit was lit by scented candle lights. Athena sat on the Chippendale chair that faced the windows and she stared up at the night skies. She had spent most of her day in this room. It was oddly comforting. The walls that were repainted by the sunset and the twilight. Then she lit the candles, ignoring the lights she could turn on through the switch. There was something about candle lit rooms that made her feel like she was floating. She stood to her feet and walked to her as dinner was almost near. She wanted to be early so she could mingle with the other ladies who had been smiling at her when she was taking a walk in the afternoon. This was to avoid being in close contact with Alexander. There was something he was hiding from her and if he didn't trust her enough to tell her, she wasn't sure she wanted to have anything to do with him. As for Damien and Loki, theirs was still loading. She didn't have time yet. She took out a pale green dress. It was one of her fa
"He asked me to see him by eleven tonight so he could tell me the complete story of Lycaon," Heyli said as she pulled off her dress. Kayla wiggled her brows. "That story must be really interesting for you to actually sneak out by eleven," Heyli chuckled her chemise at Kayla who caught it in her hand and dumped it on the bed beside her. The girls were back in their room as soon as the clock struck seven. Heyli hadn't seen Loki throughout the day and neither had she seen Athena or Alexander. Melodie was just stepping out of the bathroom. Her body was wrapped in a towel. "Kayla's right. I can't believe you're going out by eleven just to see a guy you don't know," Heyli became defensive. "His name is Miguel," Kayla and Heyli exchanged looks before bursting into laughter. Heyli glared at them both but she said nothing. She wrapped a towel around her and went into the bathroom. She took her time there, opting for the soft scented shampoos for her skin and floral shampo