So i have decided i will take a step down from this high fantasy stuff, Maybe focus mainly on the romance, i hope.
Cain doesn’t notice I am standing outside the door and that I never left.I heard Diane’s voice. I heard the anger in her tone and I heard the other person in the room too.My heart thunders in my chest and my breath comes in short spurts. Too short and too fast that I don't know what to do with myself.Okay…. that happened.Why didn’t I walk away? Why didn’t I leave? I pad my way down the hallway noiselessly thanks to the hotel slippers and now I'm really glad I took them.“Is there any reason you’re walking like you’re stepping on eggshells?” My eyes snap ahead immediately and I can see Alizadeh walking towards me. His back is straight, his chest is puffed out, he looks refreshed and happy. I frown.“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”He nods and smirks lightly for the first time since I've known him.“Right…… because we’re both going to pretend we didn’t feel Cain work impossible magic in Rafie’s infirmary. “I think I freeze up.“I didn’t feel that.”Rafie raises his han
The spell explodes and he leaves.Ashryn gives me control of my body and the world lights up into a million different colors. The force of the explosion sends me into the wall, again but this time I'm not the only one.I exclaim the moment Adelaide and Rafie do and I pass out.Memories trickle into my head slowly.I see a child.A little baby of not more than two months old. He has the whitest hair and almost creamy-white eyes. His skin isn’t pale, not as pale as the one I have is but he’s me. I know he’s me. The half-moon scar I have at the base of my neck is the same one he has, silver and shiny.He gurgles and makes all those weird sounds children make when they’re happy because he is happy. He feels his mother coming and he’s looking at the door eagerly.A female walks in through the door. A young woman that has eyes like the moon and the same white hair. Hers doesn’t glimmer like mine but I know she’s my mother.I know she’s the one who gave birth to me because I have her cheekbo
My blood runs cold and I feel like screaming. Oh my god. I knew something was up. I knew it. But this? I can feel other people around me, not people but presence. I’m seeing this and all my questions are getting answered, and I was right. Elara did find a way to capture some flames when the Lycan’s flame fused with Diane. She…… did this. Brought her soul back and Ashryn’s too. “What about the baby in your belly Elara? This world has settled itself out, the universe has achieved balance after Diane’s sacrifice. The timelines should be separate now, no more freak deaths, no more sudden famine, our land and our people will prosper and there are new Kings now” Elara scoffs but Eras continues “They won’t be like us Elara. I want to leave this world for them. They should handle how it’s ruled. I just want to…. give this man his life back. His full life. I don’t want to keep on watching through him. I don’t want to keep on making him feel like he's going insane. He’s wondering what i
My parents never loved me.This memory pulls me in with the force of a tide and I cannot resist it. I see my mother standing and looking at something with scorn in her eyes. She stands over a cot and I can tell she’s looking down at a child. I can tell she’s looking down at me because she’s always looked at me like that.With her lips curling into a half sneer and her face lined with a degree of animosity she has sustained ever since I've known her. Her face always seemed set in stone from the moment I met her and I guess this is the reason.She’s hated me since my birth, and when she turns, my father comes into view.“Where is she?”His voice booms in the room and my mother shakes her head and sighs.“Like I'd know. That woman has been all over the place since last night. Is that what a shaman is supposed to do? Walk around and never actually be here to read the fate of the child?”“The child is our daughter.”My breath catches in my throat at my father’s words but my mother simply s
“Adelaide!” My small feet shake and quiver as they keep on running. “Adelaide! Do not make me come get you!” The threat is clear, yet my small self runs. My six-year-old body stumbling from days of starvation, my head pounding from the amount of tears I had shed. I slip in and out of the little girl’s body at intervals and then the sound of feet comes. They make the forest shake and reverberate and it causes my heart to shake. I hide because that’s what I always do, but it doesn’t take me long to be found out. My father’s warrior grabs me by the hair and sneers into my face as he pulls me up. “Got you.” I am dragged back to the pack and whipped by my mother. Then I'm nine years old once more and I run again. This time I have blood leaking down the side of my face. I remember all this but somehow watching it again rips open a fresh wound in my heart. I am caught and my father breaks one of my legs. A quick wicked action. I make another attempt to run at the age of twelve and
“Cain?” I ignore the sound of my name and try to sink further into the wall. I’m sure i could move it if i wanted to but i don’t. I don’t want to do anything. “Cain!” I just want to sit here and not think about anything. Nothing matters anymore now. Nothing ever mattered but it’s been one blow after the other from the world i live in and i’m annoyed and angry now. “Cain!?” The guard’s footsteps draw near and this time i don’t have to struggle to access the magic inside of me. I don’t have to focus to access whatever measely magic i had been accessing before. I directly will a blindness into the eyes of the guards and they see me, but they don’t. They all walk past me as if under a trance and i let them. They’ll be walking for some time and when they’re finally out of it, they won’t remember when they started acting like remote controlled robots. I will have more time to myself, and i will have more time to think of how to call the spirit of a dead queen back. Lycan’s flame or
Cain stares at me and I can't read what is in his stare.I feel so cold inside right now.I always thought my parents hated me for being an omega, for being born to them when… they didn’t want me, or something like that. I’m not saying they would have been good parents if whatever effect I had on them didn’t happen, but it feels like they weren’t given the chance.My mother knew immediately that I wasn't hers. Her reason for suspecting that is a bit annoying, but at the same time, she knew.She knew I wasn't what I portrayed myself to be and my father… he may have loved me, maybe.I sigh as I think of that and Cain wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.I can’t even imagine how he feels right now. His parents actually loved him.His mother absolutely adored him and he…. he would have grown up to be a smiling happy person. A male I may or may not have been chanced to come across in my lifetime if not for Lyros and everything that’s led up to this moment. I may have nev
“Lyros!”Cain bursts into the room with enough force to bring the castle down. The air around him warps and his body begins to glow again. I try to resist the way my body rings with remembrance when he taps into that power.It’s like a part of me knows his magic is familiar, the part of me that once saw that magic blossom and come alive. I do what comes naturally to me and the world is outlined in shimmering color.Lyros is wrapped in a blue halo, the same one he was wrapped in the night he stepped through to Paris with me, and the Lycan’s flame still burns around him. Rafie and Alizadeh also have halos around them.They’re the same size as Lyros’s but theirs glow a different color. Rafie’s halo glows like heavy sunshine and Alizadeh’s has a soft pink peachiness to it, the same color as his eyes. Both their halos are radiating with power, and I can feel it. They are powerful. They’re Kings after all. But I see the difference immediately Cain comes into my line of sight.Halos surr
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