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The buckets are filled to the brim with sand and not water when they are set in front of me. I knew it was foolish of me to think it would be water. I raise my eyes to meet Cain's and the message in his is clear. "You can always choose to give up." I won't. I grab the stick that has been attached to the handles of both buckets. They act like dumbbells now and I guess that is what they are after all. Weights to help me strengthen my body. Lifting it and placing the stick across my shoulders proves difficult but I still do it. By the time it's settled firmly, my legs are shaking. Cain gestures with a jut of his chin. "To the gardens and back. If you don't collapse then we can go further." I'm shaking like a wet chicken with each step I take and soon I feel like dropping. There's a mind-bending ache lashing down the path of my spine and by the time I get to the garden, it's doubled. I do not drop the huge buckets. I turn around and make my way back to the gates. Cain is still s
I watch as she walks behind Cain and avoids the gaze of everyone around her. My mansion is bustling with warriors and they all stare at my two hand-picked weapons. The wolf girl is far from being anything close to a weapon. She might prove useful in the future, and I believe I'll get to judge that in the next few days. My other weapon though, the gloomy silver-haired male who others have come to see as my second in command, is already known so it's normal for those around to stare at him. He hates it but he has to endure it, almost the same way he hates me but he has to endure me.The maid by my side has her eyes fixated on the floor. She's standing a few feet away and her heart is thumping in a similar manner that a rabbit's would once being chased by wolves, or rather how a werewolf's would when at the mercy of a Lycan.It brings back memories and that may be the only reason I keep her here. They all know I don't roll in the sheets with those who aren't worthy and the thought of d
"You've been avoiding me." I groan internally and turn from my meal to look at the side. I already know who's speaking and I already know why he's here. I also know that I'm supposed to ignore him and just carry on with eating but I'm a coward. I'm scared of what he'll do to me now that I know he's not all he's portrayed himself to be, and I'm sure my position here doesn't give me much of a choice. Rhys is smiling and I smile back at him through my mouthful of food. My diet has changed drastically since my first day in this place. Now I have a salad on a small plate and I can just imagine Leah smiling in satisfaction wherever she is now even though she hasn't seen me eating this. All the same, I need to cut down more on my food intake. I feel like I'm being starved already, and I also know I'm not supposed to smile back at Rhys. He pushes the chair on the other side of the table out and moves it so it's placed closer to me rather than across. He takes a seat and I bite back a gro
Adelaide tries and fails to get into the pants, her foot hanging in mid-air and the other one failing to keep her balanced and making her hop around instead.Her cheeks are flaming hot and I suspect it's because she's changing in front of me, but that isn't helping me scoff internally any less than I already am."Lyros will be disappointed if you walk out to meet him half naked and I assure you, pants or no pants, you WILL step out of that door in the next two minutes."She pales and struggles to get into the leather pants in one last burst of energy. I let the seconds tick down in my mind and try to arrange some other things in the landscape of my imagination.It's been two days since the address Lyros gave the warriors. The one that made his intention of starting a war with the werewolves known. Personally, I don't think the werewolves stand a chance, especially if they're all like this one here.But the Lycan king of the north alone cannot subdue the whole werewolf race here behind
Cain is following us. I don't need to turn and look around to know he is. Adelaide won't be able to see him. No one will, but I can. I can feel him trailing this vehicle but the fact that I don't know how that's happening makes me smile. He's worried after all. He doesn't know how to hide anything. I take a glance at Adelaide and I catch her in the act of ogling me. She's almost drooling as she stares at the unbuttoned part of my shirt and the skin underneath. I shake my head and clear my throat before she snaps out of it and pales from fear. I scoff and look away. Do they all think about sex the way she does? An image of her melting in my arms comes unbidden to me and the feeling I had at that time is like a dull itch at the back of my head. I had been hard when I was with her, painfully hard and her body had looked perfect. Like something that could satisfy my need at the moment. I would have fucked her, and i would have fucked her good. But she would have died considering h
Shame colors my cheeks when we get down from the car. What the fuck was I doing? Shit.Kissing the Lycan king in a car???"Good day Lord Lyros." A voice drags me out of my thoughts ``What a coincidence bumping into you here."The voice doesn't ring in my head as that of someone I know but yet it does at the same time. I'm pretty sure I've never met this woman face-to-face before, but maybe I don't have to. Maybe I just have to have seen her from the seat of a restaurant and have Cain tell me the details that I need to know.Her name is Ardan Saina, Luna to the Alpha of the Salt pack and a master of poisons."Don't touch her, don't smell her, if possible don't breathe the air around her. She's not an alpha wolf but she's a strong werewolf all the same. Fond of setting people who are more well-dressed than her up, so be careful not to let her attention linger on you for too long. Don't try to flatter her and in essence, don't say anything. Look at her with courage, meek courage, and n
The door to the room comes open as the key is inserted and I gulp because I know this isn't going to be easy. Not in the least.I don't know where we are and I don't know what we're here for, or rather I don't know what I am here for. I'm here as someone who isn't known to these other people. I'm sure if anyone knew I had been nothing more than a slave in my parent's pack they wouldn't take a second look at me before they send me back out. I'm here with the Lycan king of the north as his acquaintance? I feel my brows furrow at the thought of that because acquaintances don't share the same room. They sure as hell don't devour each other's mouths in the car, in the presence of a driver, fuck what the hell was I thinking?"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to come in before I make a scene?"The Lycan king's voice is flat and emotionless and I move into the room the moment I hear it. I don't have to look to know the man who made me feel so much want in the car is gone no
The hall we walk through is wide and tasteful in its design. The tiles gleam underneath my heels and the walls are the color of blood mixed with midnight. I expected that since the exterior of this building had been painted all white, the interior would be something light too but I can see I'm wrong.I know I shouldn't do this but I can't help myself. I steal a glance at the Lycan king and I'm smitten yet again. Lord Lyros, king of the north, looks dashing in his ensemble. His hair is swept back, making his cold eyes and the hard edges of his face stand out with a strange sort of beauty. His handsome face isn't something anyone can just glance over so I find myself lingering on it more than I should. The sound of voices just ahead of us makes me take my eyes away and a hush falls across the hallway when the people who had been speaking pass us. Their eyes are glued to the floor, only taking quick glances at me and walking away as fast as they can afterward.These are men, full-grow