Cover for me!" Cisca told Reagan and ducked behind the stable door. " What?" Reagan asked, and understanding dawned on her when she saw Stiles approaching. She maintained a calm composure when he got nearer. " Good morning, Prince Stiles." He replied.Stiles pinned her with a straight look, " Where is Cisca?" Reagan shrugged, and her face contorted into confusion, " I don't know, she is supposed to be here." " Quit the act," Stiles replied. Her pretentious look irritated him.Reagan straightened and looked at him with a straight face, refusing to be intimidated.Stiles took a cursory glance around the environment, and his nose slightly twitched. " Where is she?" He inquired." I don't know sir." She replied and his hand smacked against her cheek." You dare lie in my very presence? How dare you?!" He boomed. Reagan moved her cheek around to relax the muscle that shifted when the slap was delivered." I don't know where she is!" Reagan cried and Stiles was red hot with anger." Re
" We have a problem," Alexia informed Stiles very early the next day. Sleep vanished from Stiles' face when he saw his mother's somber look. What could have happened to make her look this way?" What is it, Mom?" Alexia handed a neatly folded paper to him, and he took a second glance before collecting it from her." The letter was brought in last night, I didn't want to disturb you." She chirped when he opened the paper. _The alliance between your father your pack and the Blood Moon pack has been severed. Therefore, you no longer have access to our port._" Okay?" He replied, not seeing the reason for his mother's dramatics."Do you not understand what this means?" She inquired.He shook his head, and she groaned, " This is a rebellion." " I'm sure you are just blowing things out of proportion. This is something that a dialogue can fix. It might be that need more." " I know how these things work. Once a pack pulls out, the rest will follow suit, which will cripple the pack's eco
Martin pushed the door open and Nicky looked at the door to see the intruder. Martin frowned," Hey, Mom. I heard your voice from my room. What is going on?" He feigned ignorance.Nicky pointed an accusing finger at Reagan whose head was bent." This girl stole a cologne. Did you know that my ring was stolen?" She asked in anger.Martin's eyes widened in shock, " The one that the king gave you as a gift?" He asked. His mom had always cherished that ring and never allowed anyone to touch it. She only wore it on special occasions. " Who do you suspect?" He was genuinely interested.She gave Reagan a wicked stare, " It must be the maids of course. Only she and Cisca works in the house." " We don't have proof. I don't think they did it." " Martin, don't start. These girls are thieves." She maintained eye contact with Reagan who averted her gaze.Martin turned to Reagan, " Whose perfume did you wear? Speak the trusty and just maybe my mother can be kind to you." Reagan was almost cryin
Alden merely raised a brow when he saw Martin hugging Cisca. From where he hid behind a stall, he watched Martin plant a kiss on her forehead.Cisca waved with a shy smile, " I'll see you later." She said." Alright." Martin pumped his fists in the air after Cisca walked away, causing Alden to smile, he couldn't blame him. Cisca was very beautiful and any man would be lucky to have her attention. Cisca walked towards him, " How long have you been standing there?" She inquired with a quirky smile on her lips." Too long to know that his eyes are on you. What game are you playing?" He responded as lowered his head to capture her mouth in a greeting kiss. Cisca blinked slowly as her senses seemed to scramble from the kiss." Huh?" She said in a daze as she tried to remember the question. Alden's eyes shone with mischief, as he beamed with male pride, that he still had this effect on her.Cisca slapped his arm playfully, " You are enjoying this, aren't you?" She pouted.Alden let out
A wave of despair descended on Stiles the instant he saw the ruins of what was once a great building. The smell of the smoke hung pungently in the air as black soot covered the ground. How dare Maxwell try to cause disarray in his pack? He hadn't even become king and this was already happening. With stone cold eyes, he turned to the guard, " Are there any casualties?"" None sir. The children were gotten to safety before it crossed to their quarters." The guard answered Stiles felt like someone was watching him, and he stiffened, he took a wild guess and turned. Behold, he locked gazes with Alden's judgemental ones. He knew the source of the fire. Turning to the guard, Stiles inquired, "Did anyone see the culprits or know how it started?" They shook their heads, and a man raised his hand. " I saw a man wearing a black garb, running towards the forest." " Find him!" Stiles ordered and marched toward the second building, the one the children were moved to. The children cowered whe
" The bottle," Alexia repeated in a flat tone as she narrowed her eyes suspiciously at the object.Nicky regained her composure, and pinned her with a nonchalant look, " It's none of your business."Stiles groaned in pain," Mom, leave her alone. Your voice is causing my head to hurt." He muttered. His head was pounding and he knew that they were about to start their bickering. Alexia shot Nicky a stare before turning to Stiles. " Sorry hun. You can't be seen in this state." She said. Nicky seized the opportunity to leave their presence. She sighed in relief, grateful on one hand for Stiles' intervention and unhappy at Alexia's presence. She would have a second chance, she was sure of that. Alexia rubbed Stiles' back and called two guards to assist him. After her efforts of trying to get him to stand went down the drain. " Help him up to his room." She ordered. Stiles groaned as he collapsed on the bed." You can leave." She told them. She waited till she heard their footsteps do
Stiles flung a withering stare at Dr.Bart who managed to show little remorse. His gaze flickered from one end of the office to the other. " I take it, you know the reason I am here." Stiles broke the silence that stretched on like an infinite woven thread. Dr. Bart had the decency to bow his head, " I'm sorry that you had to find out this way." He apologized weakly. Wrath bubbled inside Stiles threatening to spill and cause him to do something evil like strike him across the cheek. "You are not sorry for what you did, only how I found out?" He inquired, to see if he was the one with the ear problem. Dr. Bart's head snapped up immediately, " I'm sorry that statement came out wrongly. I'm genuinely sorry." He replied.A myriad of graphic images played in Stiles'mind, followed by malevolent thoughts on how to deal with this doctor standing in front of him. They were very fulfilling like cutting his parts into bits and pieces, or making him rot in the dungeon, cutting his tongue off,
They fell into comforting silence as they trudged to their quarters. As usual, they had to report to their supervisor. Melissa. She stood outside Cisca's room.A muscle ticked in her jaw, and she tapped her foot on the floor, with gritted teeth which hardened her facial planes. Reagan headed towards her room to avoid confrontation, but Melissa's gaze stopped her. Why she was angry they didn't understand. " I have been waiting for a very long time." Cisca shot a confused glance at Reagan who shook her head in silent communication. " How are you doing, Melissa?" Reagan replied in a matching tone." Reports have gotten to me that you didn't complete your chores." Melissa stared at them. " Who said that?" Reagan challenged. " Does that mean that they are lying ?" " Yes, we have been working our asses off, and someone comes to feed you this?" Cisca chirped in. Melissa turned to her as if just realizing that she was there. " You especially, you were rumored to be talking to Martin wh