"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
We walk down the stairs to the large room and I try not to let the fascination in my eyes show. It's hard to not get fascinated by something like this and my heart feels like screaming at the finery this room has been decked out in.The man my eyes had landed on earlier is now out of my field of vision, but the rest of them are fully in it.There's Drakon, Aviana, and Raymel, all of them people Cain had pointed out to me that day in the restaurant. I wonder if they recognize me for a while but when we are fully descended I can see that they have no recollection of me.Either they don't or they just want to act like they don't. And whichever one they've chosen doesn't diminish the fact that I've recognized them.'Raymel is the one you want to keep your eyes on. Grab his attention, make him start talking, and he'll tell you anything you want to hear.' Cain's voice is like a whisper at the back of my mind and I have to fight a smile crawling up my lips. I wondered what I would use that
For the rest of the night, I and Raymel talk. I find it ironic that he sees me as suitable company, even if he wants to get back at Lyros who seems less concerned about whatever it is I might be doing.He's always at the periphery of my vision, just out of plain sight but yet not quite fully hidden. He stands like a still boat amid a raging ocean and he almost steals my attention away from my new acquaintance a couple of times."Have you tried the fish, Adelaide?"Raymel's voice is like honey rolling off the tip of his tongue. I focus on him fully and there he is, copper brown hair and handsome features, a slightly clipped accent that makes his voice exquisite and his words interesting to listen to, and a smile on his face that reaches his eyes.I take this all in and begin to wonder what the hell his former bride was thinking. Lyros is hot and all, but I don't think that would count when I look at how nice Raymel is. I take the kebab from him, something I had no clue what to call u
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