*Lilac* Do you know what happens when your very hot husband whom you haven't seen for two weeks decides to come home? Especially when he is looking so rugged in a cargo pants and a button down white shirt? You don't? Well, here is the thing. Your brain freezes. Your heart goes into a fucking overdrive, and you completely loose it. "Hi." Fucking hell. Who says hi in a situation like this? Me, definitely. There is silence. Thirty seconds of traitorous silence, until I see his lips twitch and then he bursts into a full blown laughter. What the actual fuck? I am surprised, confused even as he continues laughing. Is he drunk? Lycan don't get drunk, right? "Princess," He says, stalking closer to me. He called me Princess, not Lilac. I don't swell on his newfound pet name for me. Should I run? What the hell is going on here? I take a step back, hoping to easily slip away because Kael does not seem to be in his right sense. His ever blue eyes are glazy and not focused. Is thi
*LILAC* Did I say nothing could possibly go wrong? Guess that was a lie, everything is wrong. I should officially sign up as an advocate against gossips because the whispers and not-so-whispers going around are terrible. "Do you think he married a moon-mad Lycan like himself?" Oh, did I forget to say that Kira and I have a class together this morning, and damn right is she so overbearing with this talks. "How would I know?" I give her my very best fake smile. "After all I am new here." I answer with a roll of my eyes. "Ah, true." She stops talking for a while, and then leans in close. "Can you wonder why he joined the Lyncs though? He was doing pretty well in the academia." She doesn't wait for me to reply as she continues, "perhaps it has to do with his sickness. Such a shame. Only if he wasn't married, like goddess I would totally do him moon-mad or not." Fucking hell! I want to scream but I don't, I stay silent not giving her reply. She finally gives up on ge
LILAC "Come with me." And for the second time today, I am following a stranger to God knows where. How very wise of you, Lilac. Professor Carla does not take me to her office here. She is leading me to the staff's parking lot and I can only assume we are going to her home or not. We stop in front of a sleek black Audi A6 and Professor Carla opens the back door and motions for me to get into the car. I do as I am told and close the door behind me, the smell of expensive fabric assaulting my nose and my eyes water from the scent. This car smells like money, and not the kind of money that comes from just owning a large amount of land.Professor Carla goes around to the other side and sits down in her seat and begins to drive, proceeding at a breakneck speed. It doesn't take long until she takes us out of the parking lot onto an unmarked road, before turning onto a different one. The ride is not quick, maybe thirty minutes tops, and the scenery outside is beauti
KAEL Why is her scent the first thing that welcones me? My face scrunched, I frown at Carla who is so peacefully poised in her meditative state that she didn't even acknowledge me when I came in. "Lilac was here." "Glad to know you haven't lost your touch moon child." She replies me, still not leaving her position and also not opening her eyes either. Having worked ten hours without stopping, looking through files and stamping a lot of them, I wasn't ready for whatever tricks Carla had up her sleeves. "Why was she here, Carla?" "That's rich coming from you who literally abandoned her at your suite. That girl is too innocent to be left alone, Kael!" She snaps as she finally opens her eyes to regard my presence. As if I do not know Carla is right, but I am too selfish to want Lilac. She is so freaking young and human, and that scent of hers that distracts me. She does not need me to freak her out. "I know what you are thinking, but you are wrong if you actua
LILACI still don’t know what to think of Kael, perhaps he would decline my request. His hands freeze on the doorknob on hearing it, and I hold my breath at the fear of his reaction. I do not know him enough to predict what he would do next, but when he whirls around to face me, his blue eyes brightly gazing at me with all intensity, somehow I know he wouldn’t refuse."Will you come in here?" He asks, pushing the door of his room wide open. I gulp and then slowly enter with him following behind me. The door clicks shut and the lights flare to life. We are both standing in the middle of his room and to avoid further awkwardness, I go to sit at his study table. I feel his gaze on me as I take my seat and the heat that pulsates through me scares me. I should not feel this attracted to him, because I can not lie and say I don’t feel the underlying sizzling attraction that draws me to him and keeps my mind aware of him even when he is not there."What do you say to your always ab
-There is so much tension between us, I want you to feel it- *LILAC*Maybe I should have waited outside like Kael told me to, but seeing the pitiful man crouching helplessly on the floor, I am totally torn between two decisions."He has to leave! Now!" Kael’s voice is firm. Gone is the flirty husband that he was minutes before this man broke in. Now in his eyes, those burning heated gazes are now replaced with something far more dangerous. I should blame Alvin who says he is Roman’s brother for disrupting our moment, perhaps if he had not barged in, Kael and I would have... Would have what though?"He is hurt," I tell Kael, "we should at least help him.""He is a criminal. We will not house a criminal." Right. He broke out of prison apparently."I am not just any criminal. I was wrongly accused and you know it!" Alvin protests, staggering on his feet as he pushes himself up. He groans, obviously in pain and my gaze softens at his chafed stance. I do not know what he
-And so our story begins- LILACIf excessiveness was a person, my newfound bestfriend-Issy, would be the perfect definition of it."Look, we should turn on operation make your husband fall for you..." She says as we navigate our way through the streets of Lycania to the beach where Emery’s supposed mating ceremony is to take place. I am quite curious though, as to what a mating ceremony is all about."You are insane if you think your brother would fall in love with me. What am I? Cinderella?"Issy scoffs as she makes a sharp turn, bringing the Lycania beach into view. It is beautiful. Everything about Lycania is all so alluring and gorgeous, it practically takes my breath away. "You need to learn how to wield your woman power sunshine. Seduce him if need be!"I visibly blanch at her outright plainness. Isabelle lacks the filter I think a prim and proper princess should have, she is everything but prim and proper. "We are talking about your brother here? You just sugg
LILACVictim: Olivia Shawn and Nino BerioAge: Twenty two.Murder weapon: A weirdly crested dagger.Suspect: Not foundSomeone killed Olivia and Nino, at their friend’s mating ceremony. My hands are shaking as I stagger away from the scene. My eyes cannot take the sheer brutality of the situation. I do not even wait to see the reactions of the other guests or of Emery and Raul. "Lilac!" I think that’s Issy calling me. I stop, turning to her. Her voice isn’t the normal cheery voice I have gotten so used to. How can it be when she just saw the corpses of her murdered friends? Add that one of them might have been an unacclaimed love interest? But she is calm nonetheless."We have to go Lilac, this place is not safe." She says upon getting to my front. She is right. I do not protest as she pulls slash drags me to her Audi. She opens the door gingerly, doing a quick search of the inside before we both enter in. Safety precautions."Are you sure you can drive? I could do the
*KAEL* I have no idea how I manage to drive all the way down to my suite. My need for Lilac is like the moon reaching for the sun's light. My ache for her is like an itching on my skin that needs to be expelled. My lips are on hers the moment we step inside. She gasps at my sudden intrusion but I care less as I deepen the kiss, my hands reaching for her neck as I back her against the sofa. I kiss her like it is the last thing I am going do and she meets with that same frenzied innuendo. We are drinking each other in like starved wolves, every each of our skin fraught with sensations. I reach for her dress zipper, but stop myself to look at her, silently pleading for access. Lilac reaches for my belt , and that is all I need as I pull her zipper down and her dress falls to the ground. I ift her up, my lips meeting her again as I lead us both into the room and onto the bed. My clothes are off too and I feel her shiver as I press against her. "It's your first time, isn't
*LILAC* I thought I died. If that dagger could have killed a Lycan in an instant, how much less a mere human like me. But then I woke up, two weeks after, in an hospital bed. It took a while before I could process what was happening, heck I could not even understand. Carla said the works of the fates were beyond our reasonings. Carla had stood at the door entrance of the room, watching as I came to life. Her first sentence to me was; "You did good, Lilac." Maybe I was dreaming, maybe all these was a little game before I finally stepped into oblivion, but then he had walked in his eyes redrimmed with dried tears black hair falling disheveled against his face. He had sprinted towards me, and he had cupped my cheeks with scarred palms and he wept on me. "I love you, Princess," he had whispered repeatedly. He was real. Everything was real. I lived. A week after, I had attended the trial of Talon and his wife, they were both stripped bare of their m
*KAEL* I have always thought it weird that I found myself more comfortable with Isabelle than I ever was with Talon, even way before I knew how cunning and cruel he was, but now I know, it is because there was never any need for us to fraternize because we are not even related by a single pint of blood. The crowd breaks into a frenzy, everyone trying to run for their life. My Father sits with shock as if he cannot comprehend that he has been fathering another man's son for years. Talon, in his changed form lunges towards me or rather my wife, and I do not hesitate but jump between them . It is like I am an invisible wall protecting the woman I love from any harm that may come from my beloved brother. Sarcasm intended. I feel his claws dig through the fabric of my shirt as if they could go straight through my flesh and rip the heart right out of my chest. "You've always liked to stick your nose where it does not belong, brother," he snarls. "Is this why you
*LILAC* Two weeks of immense training on how to use the arrow. Two weeks of attending Lupin without Isabelle. Two weeks of finding out that Beryl Caulder isn't as bad as I thought... And two weeks of Carla trying to teach Kael king duties. King duties. It feels surreal that he is even thinking of taking the throne from his Father. I know it has something to do with the Klux that Beryl, Romwn and I have still not gotten his identity. Kael knows something, but he is not telling us. I do not bother him because I know that eventually everything will come into light. The Klux has not attacked since that night. Raul, Emery and Perez has been buried and Isabelle has not left the palace since the royal guards came to take her away from Carla's place the next day after the incident. Today is the Last ball of the mating season and today is the day Kael has decided to confront his Father to step down from the throne. Nothing could go wrong, right? But the hope is farf
*KAEL* I hate surprises. From the on start of my life, I have always hated surprises. Birthday surprises? My mother made sure there was nothing like that after I went into a full panic mode the first day she had organized one for me. My gifts were never even wrapped because I hated wanting to know what was wrapped inside. The scent. Fuck! Why did I never think to that level? Why did I not piece two and two together way before now? Maybe I would have stopped the deaths, maybe I would have– Fuck. It's late when I get back — Carla's home precisely. I find my way into the kitchen and fish out a bottle of whiskey from the cabinet. Only if I was not immune to alcohol. I do not bother to take a cup as I uncap the bottle, bringing it to my mouth and gulping it readily. The sting in my throat is welcoming, I do not stop, not until I hear footsteps and her scent tickles my nose. As a moon Lykae, sometimes the ability to recognize scents very easily could be more of a cur
*KAEL* The familiar gates of the Lyncs barracks greet me as I ride in. I waste no time in parking my scooter and head to General Caulder's office. He will not be expecting me, nor what I have for him. Atwater is the first one I see though, my supposed roommate, he is also headed to Caulder's floor I suppose. "Hey, Atwater!" I yell. He stops and slowly turns back to stare at him, he gasps, his eyes grew wide wide with shock. "Your High... I mean Lieutenant Aspen? Is that really you?" "Obviously. Are you headed to Caulder's office?" He nods. "Come with me then." Atwater says nothing as he leads the way to Caulder's office, he is probably wondering why I am being friendly to him when i never even cared about his existence during my stay here. Getting to Caulder's office, Atwater raises his hand to knock but I push it open instead. Caulder abruptly looks up from his system at my interruption. I cannot tell if it is a genuine smile that graces his fa
Victims: Perez Gillero, Raul Nyx, Emery Lon-Nyx Ages: Twenty, Twenty-four, Twent-three respectively. Assault weapon: A weirdly crested dagger. Suspect: Not found *LILAC* "I killed them," she is saying hysterically. Her black curls are all over the place and eyes red rimmed with tears. She looks like she is going insane. I cannot imagine how it would feel to loose all the people she had once called friends. Even I who had only known them fleetingly can feel my heart ache at their demise. Is it Perez? Or Raul and Emery who had just celebrated their mating ceremony some months ago. My own tears are falling and consoling Issy is getting harder by the day. Carla comes into the room. "You can leave," she says. "I'll handle this." I do not argue with her because I am just as mentally stressed myself. So I leave her to it and find my way into Kael and my room. It is the dead of the night, probably around 12, Beryl had gone back after staying for an hour whi
*KAEL* I should trust Lilac to be okay on her own. I should not follow her. But this nagging feeling gets the best of me and I find myself walking closely behind her, being subtle enough for her not to notice. It is when I see Russo and Caulder waitibg for her that I realized she lied and she was not going to use the restroom. We are here. "We should find somewhere to hide." Russo is saying. This is when I step out of the shadows. "I do not think that would be necessary." "Holy shit!" "Kael?" Lilac's eyes are wide as saucers when she notices me. "It's funny how you want to find a secret organization when you can't even tell that I have been behind you." "You followed me," Lilac says in disbelief. "I did," I reply her. "I thought we agrees we were going to solve this together, so what is this going behind my back to find some organization or whatever the fuck this is about?" She snorts at my outburst. "You left this morning, obviously to find some clues yourself right? Why
*LILAC* "YOU ARE NOT GOING WITH US, KAEL!" Issy is yelling at her brother. "Unfortunately you cannot tell me what to do, Isabelle," He grits out. "It's Issy goddamnit!" "I'm going with you and that's final!" "You are only going to ruin our fun, what is wrong with you brother!" "Twice i left her in your care, and something terrible happens!" "That's not a me problem. That's your city's problem." And then a pause. I gasp because I only just noticed the slipup, To Issy, Kael is not suppose to know that. "You lost your memory Kael, how do you know that?" Shit! This time Issy' voice is low and full of so much pain I had no idea she carried. She repeats her question, rather slowly this time, emphasizing on every syllable. "You lost your memory Kael, how do you know that?!" "Carla and I told him some things," I try to defend. "You are lying," She mumbles. "You both are lying to me." Tears start to form in her eyes and I cannot help the guil