KAEL Okay. So basically Lilac was at the beach party. Why did I not even think of that? Goddess, she saw that brutal sight, and she is all by herself right now in the palace. I exhale sharply, and for once in my life I decide to take a rational decision and not rush into one without thinking. I don’t run out of the building like I want to. No. I bring my atttention back to Raul and Caulder. "So after they give their statements, what next?""The investigation starts fully," Caulder replies. " The files collected will be sent to your desk everyday then you can do your job which is to try to track down who the killers are. I trust you will be of good help Prince Kael?"_Formalities_I nod. "I will take my leave now and I will see you both by tomorrow." With that I almost race out of the building in my bid to go meet Lilac.The palace is quiet, the workers have all gone to bed and so as the family I think. I make my way into the compound and into the dim lit common ro
LILACI wake up in a weird but comfortable position, wrapped up in a cocoon of heat. Somehow my face is pressed to something warm and hard and an arm is splayed around me while another cradles my neck. I can tell who it is by the way his scent teases my nostrils, his breath licking at my skin. But how we got here is what I can’t tell. I can feel the rise and fall of his chest, his breath coming out short and even. Would it be bad if I stayed like this for a while? He probably would kick me out once he is awake. I lay quiet, enjoying the moment. Enjoying feeling safe in the arms of my husband. It will be over soon.I think I fall asleep again, because when I open my eyes, I am greeted with a pair of blue eyes staring down at me with an intensity I can’t quite explain. And we are still in this intiFated position. I gulp and start to pull away, but Kael isn’t having it as his hands tightens over my middle, caging me in even more."Good morning princess." He says. His deep timbre vo
LILAC"I lost two friends. Two fucking friends! And the only thing my family does is fight at the fucking dinner table!! What sort of stupid life am I living Lilac?" Issy all but cries as we settle down on the swing in the garden. Roman stands a few feet away from us. He still has not said a word.I sigh, looking over at the beautiful flower beds layered around us. I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to comfort her. I try to think of who was with me when my mother died and how they had comforted me,but I can’t seem to remember. All I remember is crying, and then crying and then crying some more. A lot actually."You know, it’s weird that Olivia and Nino were together in that place. Do you think they were seeing each other?" Issy asks, looking at me with red rimmed eyes from her tears.I shrug. "No one can tell." Because they are dead now. I add quietly. But now that I think of it, Issy’s suspicion is on point. What were they doing together there? It was probably nothing
KAELFor some reason, my resolve to stay away from Lilac is slowly melting away. It is why I decided to let Father have his way and let the guard come with us. I hate thinking that I cannot keep her safe, but it is an undeniable fact that I will not be everywhere she is. I wish I was though. Although I can sense some ulterior motive behind Father’s sudden decision, especially that he had hired Alvin Russo’s brother. I also try not to feel guilty about selling Alvin off to my no good brother. For now I will keep it buried till there is a reason not to.I probably scared Lilac at the palace, and now I am trying to fix it. I don’t know why I brought her here, but I remember Mother used to fry me chicken whenever I got upset. It worked and I ended up loving chicken nuggets. I know. I am a simp.I stare at my Fated as she fidgets with the can of drink because of her question obviously. "Are you though?" She had asked. I should be the one fidgeting right? After all I’m the one being
LILACHis visage holds something I cannot quite describe as his gaze catches mine. He rasps a chuckle. A surprisingly sad chuckle. _Maybe I did not hear right. He won’t hurt me. That’s the one thing I can be sure of. Or is my faith in that too farfetched? "You think I am cruel?" He is stalking towards me and when he is in front of me, he runs an agitated hand through his hair. His darkish grey locks falls past his shoulders, he has not packed it up today. His presence looms over me, the room feels more cramped even when it is a very large space.I gulp, my bravery has magically evaporated into thin air and now all I can do is stare at my husband with wide eyes. "Huh?""You think I’m cruel." He repeats. "You do have quite a lot of notions about me, don’t you think?""I do. Because I do not know you." I finally find my voice to reply him."You want to know me?""If I am going to be spending the rest of my live with you, don’t you think it’s fair that I do? You come and go
*LILAC*"How will you attend your classes if you are supposed to be guarding me?" I ask Roman once we are on the highway.Silence. He keeps a straight face without replying me. I sigh. "Why won’t you talk to me?"He snickers. "Because you lied." He finally speaks and I can’t believe what comes out of his mouth."What?""You lied Mikrös"I tilt my head back to stare at him clearly. His grip tightens on the steering. "I didn’t lie. I never lied to you Roman.""You didn’t tell me you were a princess. That you were fucking married to Prince Kael!""Well that’s because we only met once. Was I supposed to spill out everything about me in that moment?" Goddess! Why is he talking like I did something so terrible. "Is that why you’ve been giving me the silent treatment?""I’m sorry." He mumbles, "I just don’t like the monarch." Maybe because they took his brother?"Then why did you accept the job? Of guarding me?"He scoffs as Lupin’s gates comes into view. "Who dares sa
**_Lilac_** My back hurts, and my head feels like it’s going to explode. Heavens help me for the next sessions of defense art class we would be taking. "Do you need help with your backpack, Mikrös?" Roman asks me. We are going to the library after our fourth and last class today and after I have succesfully registered my major Lycan therapy with the dean on my request, and I feel like absolute shit. Goddess knows how I managed to survive the rest of my classes after that brutal showdown with Beryl Caulder. I don’t even reply Roman as I hand him my backpack, hands bunched at my hip to ease my steps. "You know, you could have gone a little bit gentler with Caulder, maybe she would have held up on her brutal moves." Roman remarks. We are at the doorstep of the library and I turn to give him my full view with a frown on my face. "Did she look like someone who would go gentle with me? I have no idea why the girl even hates me. Did I steal her fucking boyfriend or someth
*LILAC*Seeing Talon Aspen again and in my home would be an addition to my very much crappy day but unlike Roman, I tuck my dislike for the crown prince beneath the fake smile I very readily present. "It’s a pleasure to see you again. Talon" I say.If he can sense my dislike, he does not comment on it. "Won’t you let me in?" He cocks his head, his lips lifting to an half smile, gesturing to the opened the door."Please come in." I answer with practiced politeness. He walks in smugly like he owns the place. I leave the door halfly open and silently pray that today is not one of the day Kael decides to stay out late. Only him can handle his brother.Roman stands by the door entrance, a scowl almost permenently blending with his features. "Would you like something to drink? Coffee? Wine?" I ask as Talon starts to walk around the living room, sniffing things. Why the hell is he sniffing stuffs? He swipes his hands over the TV that probably hasn’t been used for ages, then thank
*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