A life of happiness was never meant for me.The sun beats down on my back as I stare at the stalks of grass swaying in the gentle wind. I am on my knees again.My heart palpitates with pain and anguish as the sun stares back. Hot, burning, almighty in the face of an insignificant speck of dust like me.“Lady Adelaide.”I raise my head to look at the servant approaching me. She has dark hair and she stares at me with sad eyes.“Lord Lyros is back. He’s released you from your punishment.”My eyes widen and hot relief pours through my heart. I bolt off the floor and run across the field toward the manor. The grass tears at the skin on my leg and the sun sends wave after wave of heat chasing after me but I don't care.I have to see him….. I have to apologize.Tears stream down my cheeks because Lyros saved me.He saved me from my abusive father. From my pack that never appreciated me. From men who wanted to rape me. From a mother who would have watched me die if she could.Lyros saved me
Lyros kisses me breathless and then he gets up from the bed. I lie there, sore and aching, and sated in that way that comes from deep intimacy. Lyros is always eager to be with me but for some reason, it’s not the way I imagined it would be. I feel empty inside. There’s a hole I can't fill, a gaping depth I feel is always going to be there, one I will have to banish as soon as possible. The sound of the showers comes on and I stare at the ceiling as Lyros bathes. I feel like a newborn child sometimes. Not because anything about me feels new, no. Sometimes I feel there’s a weight on my chest and it gets tighter with each passing day. It’s hard to live with something like that but I do. I do and it brings me pain and joy at the same time. The world is new to me. My memory is fractured in places. There are gaps that I can't seem to fill out. Sometimes I'm not sure if the voices I hear in my head are real or made up. I know some things the same way I know blood flows through my ve
Morning comes around with Lyros already out of the room and on his way to attend whatever Lycan Kings always have to attend to. He made love to me again, roughly this time and as I turn to prevent the sun hitting my eyes at a blinding angle, my body hurts.My scalp prickles where he dragged my hair too tight. My jaw aches where he slammed into my mouth with no warning, my throat is sore and it feels bruised. Patches of skin on my body prickle where fingerprints have been branded into them, and the area between my legs is sore.It’s a new feeling for me to get used to. But with pleasure comes pain I guess, so there’s no reason for me to complain.A knock comes from the door. “Lady Adelaide.”The maid barely whispers my voice for fear of making the mistake to be here while Lyros is still in the room.I can almost feel her shaking where she stands and despite my sore throat, I manage to croak a response.“I’m in here!”The words come out raspy but she knows that is the signal for the a
Raina stays with me and pores over the map but I can tell she’s not getting anything from it too. The map is so wide we’re kneeling on it and my dress ruffles when I move.The fabric is a lot. Lyros doesn’t allow me to wear pants and even shorter, simpler dresses are forbidden. It’s no problem though, I've always wanted to wear nice clothes. It seems he knows that so he’s acting on it.“How about here? In the Eridite mountains.”I look at the landmark Raina has pointed out and it stares me back in the face. The mountains have been illustrated expertly, and whoever drew the maps is good at their craft, yet something tells me this map could be better. Not just this map but all the other maps I've been shown so far.“The mountains do look nice.” And they do look like a place that would be hard to get to, but I wouldn't hide something there. I don’t know why I'm so sure of that. I just know that I am.I wouldn’t hide something valuable to me in an unknown land or place. How do I get bac
“When will you bring her out of the dream state?”I look at Adelaide’s sleeping form on the bed and frown at Rafie’s question. She is my responsibility now. So why does he care what I do with her or what I don't? She’s mine to use as I like, and so far, I've been messing with her memories.Right now Adelaide is back in the fortress, living the life of my bride, waiting for me to come back and put her mind at ease again. She depends solely on me now and it sends a rush of pleasure to my brain.“I’ll release her when the memories are done settling in. She’s only lived two months of her life as the Lycan King’s bride. She needs one last month for the timeline to be complete.”“And her magic?”Frost crackles in the air and I turn to Rafie with anger lighting me up from the inside.“What about it?Rafie chuckles and stares me down, unflinching. “She is the most powerful person in the four Kingdoms at the moment, Lyros. You saw the visions, her mother is Diane. She is Ashryn’s rightful he
“Any luck on finding them?” I shake my head as Alizadeh shakes his too. “Where do you think she sent them?” I look at Alizadeh for an answer to Rafie’s question but I get nothing. Rafie gets nothing too and he settles into a seat by the window. Three of us converging in a room is a rare occurrence yet it’s been happening lately because of Adelaide and her last action before her surrender. I think about it and the side of my lips curve in a small smile. She was so defiant that day, it was sexy. My blood heats the more I think of her and I have to adjust my seating position. Soon. Soon I won’t fuck her in that accursed dream state, I’ll fuck her in real life and I will get her addicted to the feeling of me inside her. “Do you think they know?Alizadeh’s voice is cool and my eyes snap to him. Rafie grumbles something from where he’s seated but I answer directly. “They don’t. No one does until the time for it to manifest arrives, and it won’t. I’ll kill them before that happens.
The faint crunch of Lyros’s tyres on the gravel of the fortress snaps me out of sleep and I jerk awake with a start. I look at the food and it’s still there. I thank the stars that I didn't make the mistake of spilling it while I dozed off. The candles are still burning and a soft chill wind comes in from the window.The atmosphere is set. Still set at least, and I nod again.This will go well. I know it will. I count down the seconds to the moment Lyros will walk in through the doors and my heart seems to anticipate it. I await his arrival like I have been programmed to do so and isn’t that weird?The door opens with a light creak and I get up immediately, my body aching to run to him and throw myself at him. I exercise restraint and look for tells on his emotion first.Lyros has one of his rare smiles on his face and my heart soars when I see it.He’s smiling.The sight of that small smile has me feeling like I'm in a dream because it transforms Lyros’s face totally. His cold hands
I talk about my day as Lyros eats.I don’t have much to talk about, but I improvise as he eats and I slip in a few enthusiastic questions here and there. When I ask if I'm being a bother by talking too much, he tells me he likes the sound of my voice and I can talk all I want.Lyros finishes his helping of the first dish and I have barely touched mine.I open the second one and I’m surprised to find it still steaming hot. Lyros catches the surprise in my eyes and chuckles against the drink he’s holding to his lips.“The plates are enchanted. It’s a special type of magic made through marks, imagine it as the language of the world.”I try to imagine that but find myself unable to. I mean I can, but wrapping my head around it proves to be a bit more difficult than Lyros makes it sound.“I’ve never heard of that kind of magic. I thought all magic must come from a host.”“What supplies that host magic?”My heart stutters and chills at the same time because Lyros has never engaged in a conv
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