“Hand me a towel.”Cain stretches one through the door and I take it. I squeeze my hair and let it stick to my back. Cain has a small smile on his face when I come out and that awkward feeling settles in between us again.I look around for any special dress His Majesty the Lycan king must have set out but I find nothing.“Here.”Cain walks to the door and opens it. He bends to pick something and I admire firm round buttcheeks before he stands up and catches me staring.He smirks and hands me a package bound with a bit of green ribbon.I take it and untie the green ribbonI know it’s fabric. I can see its fabric, but I'm still surprised at the fact that I got a shirt and pants.“These too.”I look up but Cain is already mid-rise so I can’t admire anything to its fullest extent.He drops them on the bed and slumps onto it, looking at the ceiling.My heart soars at the sight of boots and I pick them up. I hesitate when the thought of going to the bathroom and changing there occurs to me
Cain escorts me out of the room after helping me tie the green ribbon into my hair. My heart is pounding and my pulse is racing but it’s okay. This isn’t the end of the world. So Raymel is still angry that I stole the staff from his father’s manor, I am not surprised. He bashed my face in because of any of that, yet I can't remember any of it. I let my legs take me through the hall and down the stairs while my brain runs. It’s not enough that Rayme gets to know we’re after something, he’ll try to stop us from getting it, or try to get it himself. His experience with Lyros is still cataloged in some part of my brain. The wife who never loved him but loved Lyros instead and who Lyros killed, since he does that and no one can stand against him. “Has Lyros been acting weird to you?” I turn to Cain and find his eyes shimmering faintly but it stops the minute he turns to me. A frown lines his face as he blinks. “What?” He sounds out of breath and that makes me frown. “I asked if yo
The large field stretches on for miles and miles and the trees are only a faint outline in the distance. There are a lot of people in these fields today and they don’t look… happy. My eyes go over the form of the group to our left and I see toned bodies with rigid looking faces. They don’t look like they smile often and they don’t look like they’re here to start smiling. There’s an atmosphere of seriousness in the air, one that I can't seem to ignore as we keep on walking. Lyros’s form catches my eye first. He’s a tall form in icy blue. He stands beside Rafie, who looks resplendent in white, and beside them is a man whose presence makes something at the back of my brain tickle. It isn’t a tickle that persists, my mind simply latches onto him for a second before recoiling and latching onto him again. The feeling I get from him is simple, he’s someone who deserves to be noticed. With blue hair cropped close to his skull and a face that’s round and pointy at the same time. He’s
“You took me to an Oracle?”Adelaide’s voice rises steadily as anger courses through her and I stand, conflicted and unable to think of what might calm her down.“You would have met him one way or the other, Adelaide. Trust me, this was the safest way.”“You could have fucking told me!”Her words lash out like a whip and I recoil.I could have. I could have told her Alizadeh would search her the moment he saw her but what good would that have been?“If I had told you, you’d have tried to guard against him and that never ends well. Alizadeh would kill you on the spot and how do you even guard against such power? He didn’t read your mind, Adelaide, he did something much more intricate. If he saw something that didn’t satisfy him in your future he’d have killed you. It was either you meet him now, in the presence of Lyros and Rafie and me, when we could watch for his reaction and protect you if he deemed it fit to kill you, than meeting him in the hallway or in the library. He’d have k
I almost forgot how hard training with Cain is.His sword hits mine with unbridled force and sparks fly whenever we clash. Cain is relentless and unpredictable in the way he attacks and I barely keep myself from falling victim to the blade he wields.His fighting style is sleek, almost flud, and compared to him I'm like a baby on two left feet.My sword flies out of my hand again and a pit forms in my stomach as I hear it embed itself into the nearest tree. Cain’s sword is at my throat again, so close I feel a simple exhale would have my skin splitting open like butter under the attack of a knife.“Dead again Adelaide.”I bite my cheek to stop myself from screaming. Screaming will do nothing to salvage my situation.“You’re using too much force on me. How do you expect me to beat you?”The words come out of a place of frustration but they sound right when they’re out. Cain retracts his sword and cocks an eyebrow up in question so I let it out.“It’s unfair that I get to practice with
Safira hugs me the minute she sees me and soon I'm breathing in the sweet jasmine that’s her scent. The fact that I actually missed her strikes me as surprising, but I guess I'm not the only one who missed someone else.Safira’s hold on my neck becomes tighter and a strange feeling takes hold of me. Something’s bothering her.“Are you okay Safira?”She nods and lets go of me, but when I look at her, her eyes tell a different story. They say tears have leaked from us in torrents, and no matter how much we shed, it might never be enough. Something has happened.And I was freaking asleep when it did.Guards march past us and the clatter of chainmail and unsheathed sword steals my attention for a while. When I look back at Safira, the wall is up. She’s put on a resigned look and she’s in the middle of releasing a deep breath.It is closely followed with a mellow smile after which she walks over, linking our elbows together and dragging me along.“I heard you got attacked in the woods toda
It takes some time for me to find Lyros but I do.I had to walk back to the spot where we met him on the fields and when I didn't find him there, I took myself down to the throne room. He’s also not there so I take myself down to the room we both share.The room he killed a woman for because I was absent from it.The urge to trash the room overcomes me. I always dreamt of doing that when I was back at the pack. My parents would make me arrange half the rooms in the packhouse and it sucked to do that when the wolves who slept in them didn’t show me the barest inkling of kindness. I fantasized about ripping pillows up and turning bed sheets into useless strips of fabric.I want to do that to this room, but fear stops me.Fear of Lyros and what he’ll do to Cain.I find him at the entrance to the flower maze, like he’s been waiting for me and as his eyes turn to meet mine, all the repressed violence I've been keeping under the surface rises in one violent burst.I lunge for him.I know it
She asks the question I've been asking myself for a while now.Adelaide stands at arm’s reach, the distance between us something that can be closed with a few steps but the look in her eyes making me feel there are leagues and leagues of distance between us.Her stance is defiant, her eyes twitch from the pain she must be getting from her skull but she stands there, and waits for an answer,I laugh.It’s an odd sound, a sound that rings sultry and cracked. Anger flows through me like liquid fire and a strange annoyance rises in me.“Who are you to ask me that?”The words come out with an unfamiliar air to them. I feel I am speaking to myself as much as I am speaking to her but my eyes are firmly on her.“What right do you have to ask me if I want you, Adelaide?” I step closer and she doesn’t move away. She doesn’t back down.Good.I stop in front of her smaller frame and peer into her eyes. Soft brown eyes that would consume the icy blue of mine if they could.My magic caresses her m
Cain grabs onto my waist and kisses me, hauling me up and plastering me against him. His voice is a rough husk in my ear as he whispers “You did it, Adelaide.” Tears run down my eyes and he hugs me, holding my body to his as I sob into his chest. I don’t think I'd believe what just happened if someone told me it would a few months ago. All I wanted was to be free and run off to hell knows where, but I'm glad for what I did. Now I know I have parents, parents who loved me and a mother who would have done anything for me. I’m not just the pack omega destined to be maltreated and beaten for all of her life. The suffering I went through changed me. It gave me tougher skin and with the power of my heritage… I've just won back my kingdom. Freedom is mine if I want it. Freedom, and power, and love, if I want any of it, and all of it, and I do. I really do. I kiss Cain again, just to cement the fact that we are a thing now. We’re more than a thing. I’m wearing his ring. He’s as much
Lyros is no longer the all-powerful Lycan lording his majesty over the weak populace. We are powerful in our own right now.And in the face of real power, the Lycan king can only do one thing, cower, like a coward.Lyros attempts to run but almost like he knows it’s futile there’s no spirit in it. Lycan speed might have given him a chance, but running was just one final way of making a dash for his life.I flash and slam Lyros with my sword, the blade slapping the side of his face and drawing blood as he tumbles to the ground. I lean down and whisper close to his ear,“I don’t intend to kill you Lord Lyros.”I feel his heartbeat intensify as my words graze his ears but I continue confidently, “I intend to make you pay for all you’ve done. For the young girls you plucked from weak werewolf packs, only to kill them after torturing them, their dreams ended and hopes cut short because of your wickedness. I intend to make you pay for the cities you’ve attacked, the people you have killed,
I rip through the fabric of space as I burn.I feel the Lycan’s flame coursing through my being and it sets me on fire with the force of a supernova. I feel the strength of a thousand stars in me. The flames lick at my dress, burning it short and tattered, turning me into a version these men see, but which they don’t see at all.I wonder how many times Lyros has looked at me and seen nothing but skin. Nothing but clothes in pieces, flesh for the taking, a body to be claimed, and a mind to have fun with.I wonder how many times he’s seen skin and ignored the fire that rages in my heart. Ignored the love I have for the simple things. Ignored the fact that I am more than just skin and flesh, that I am heart and brains and emotion. That I am not his plaything.I am a Queen, and this Kingdom is mine.I kill the King beyond the border first. The battle with him takes less than an hour.In my hand is a sword hot as flame and solid as diamond. Rafie attacks me next so I slay him too.Raymel
We all stand in wait for her.Me, Rafie, Alizadeh, and Galan, all four Lycan kings, we wait for a weak omega female and something hollow rings in my chest. It was stupid to think I could find love.Even before the truth of Elara’s betrayal was revealed to me, I already knew. I already knew something was wrong with my heart and that I couldn't love properly anymore.I should have left it out of the cards, left love to those foolish enough to crave it but instead, I had to go ahead and try to keep her. Adelaide made me imagine something hot and exciting between us, something fiery and passionate, but at the end of the day, she’s expendable.She’s always been. Only I matter.A kingdom rests on my shoulders.“Is she on her way?”Rafie’s voice grates against my nerves but I nod. I’m not angry at him anymore. He’s doing what I didn't have the strength to do.Galan chortles where he stands and I feel my hands clench. I should kill him for using his trickster magic on me, but he saved my life
“How sweet.”Cain’s hand stops immediately and my foggy brain can’t even make sense of what’s happening. Has Cain taken me to the point of release this morning? Yes.I’m worried I might be a horndog.I turn to see Safira leaning on the doorframe. Her dress is so pretty, it drapes over her body like liquid and damn, I almost forgot how pretty she was.She smirks as her eyes meet mine, “Should I leave?” Cain answers sweetly before I can and his reply makes me chuckle. He goes “Yes please.”Safira’s hand twitches and a pillow launches itself at the back of Cain’s head. I let it hit and burst into subdued chuckles when he lets out a slight “oof.”Safirs sighs and shakes her head “You have a meeting in like six minutes. Will you be down?”Cain smirks lazily and shrugs. Safira’s gaze darts to me and she fixes me with an inquisitive stare, “Will he be down?”I nod because despite how much I want him to stay with me and kiss me silly, he’s already explained to me how things are here.He has
Diane visits me one last time in my dreams. She smiles at me and though my heart breaks, I smile back at her.I know this is the end. This is the last time I will see her, and as we stand on the sandy beach, our eyes locked on each other and the resemblance undeniable, I let her embrace me as a mother would her child, and I cry so bad my heart feels like it’s going to break.Diane kisses my forehead and wipes my tears, “You’re stronger than your pain my love. You know that right?”I want to nod. I desperately want to nod. The moment I saw Cain, the reality of what had happened to me seemed to come crashing down on me. The moment I saw Lyros instead of him, saw flashes of me and him behind my closed eyes each time I blinked….. How do I live with that?How do I live with the knowledge of all the things I did with the man I hate? A man who used me?I wish I could forget.“This is fire Adelaide,” I clutch Diane closer as she pats my hair down, tears still streaming down my cheeks “Like g
Anger makes my teeth crack as Adelaide asks me a question. She looks up at me, uncertainty in her eyes, her expression scared and bleak.“Would you still love me, if I showed you what Lyros and I have been doing these past few months?”Something threatens to snap in me but I know what this is.I’ve seen this before. I’ve done this once.I nod and Adelaide’s shoulders shudder. I can see how fervently she’s trying to control herself. How ferociously she’s attacking the emotions that are surging forth.Something’s happened, and when I ask her, she tells me everything.Trapped in a memory chain of the Lycan King’s making for three months, her magic being the thing he used to fuel that spell, Lyros turned her magic into her trap, and then she tells me what the memories were about. Entire years' worth of memories of her waiting for him patiently in the fortress.Memories of how he saved her from her pack and brought her to a better life in his care, Memories of how she became his personal p
Cain and Safira comfort me and tell me it’s okay. I can feel Cain’s concern for me like eyes at the back of my head.He’s always staring at me. He looks at me with such intensity that I feel all the things in my stomach churn and my thoughts go filthy. Memories flash past my eyes each time I close them.Memories of me and him in this world.Memories of me and him in a cave, happy sated smiles on our faces and our bodies totally unclad. We’re nude, and we’re comfortable.I see memories of deep and easy loving. Love that took me to the peak of pleasure, and threw me off the edge of my climax, again, and again, and again.My body begins to warm and Safira hits me on the arm, “For skies’ sake, Focus Adelaide. Are you sure you’re okay?”I turn to her and at the sight of familiar deeply tan skin and obsidian black eyes, a smile lights up my face. “I haven’t spent a day here and I’m already being mothered.”Safira grins and chuckles at that, and I feel light in my heart.She and Cain give
My heart melts with each passing moment i listen to Cain’s words and I almost can’t believe this is happening.My mind tells me if I blink he’ll go away, so I keep my eyes wide open, and I stare at him. I know it’s real when he stares at me in that same way.The lines of Cain’s face look new to me now. His warmth feels so familiar yet so alien. There’s an air around him that I can’t place, but I love every bit of it.I love it the way I love him, and when he leans in to kiss me again, I can feel the desperation in his touch. He’s as scared of me leaving as I am of him not being real in this moment. Finding him shouldn’t be this easy.It shouldn’t have been this easy, yet it was and I can’t seem to believe that.A sudden scream makes me cling to him like a frightened puppy until my brain realizes i know that voice.I know the texture of that squeall. I’ve heard that feminine tilt before.Safira’s scent invades my senses immediately and a warm body plasters itself to mine. She’s sobbing