⚠️ WARNING! * 18+ Mature audience only* Dreg watched as she walked over to the fireplace to get warmth. “You cower away from my presence, tell me Ilena do you not want this marriage?” “It is my duty as a princess of Thane to serve as your tribute.” She stated softly. It was an answer but not the answer that Dreg was expecting. Her statement only meant that she was willing to be married to him just to fulfil her duty as a tribute and that irks him. He raised her chin up to face him. “Then don’t cower away from my touch, you are my wife now not the princess of Thanes.” ****** The Northern beast king of Sulcar requests a tribute from the Eastern kingdom of Thanes and what better tribute than Ilena, the wretched princess of Thanes. Through a sudden marriage to the Northern beast king, Ilena is thrust into a whole new world that she could never have fathom. She discovers the hidden secrets buried in the blood of the Sulcarns and is faced with hurdles of being a worthy queen and a worthy mate for the ruthless beast king. Join Ilena through the roller coaster of adventures, betrayals, thriller and not to forget, the steamy romance that brews between her and the Northern King.
View MoreThe sky was an iron grey, rain pelting the muddy field as lightning crackled through the dark grey sky, creating more tension between the opposing kingdoms who stood about a hundred feet apart from one another.
On one side stood the army of the Eastern kingdom of Thanes, their golden banners which held the kingdom’s crest of a black stallion horse, soaked wet from the drizzling rain. Across the mud-slicked field, the forces of the Northern kingdom of Sulcar stood fiercely, no banner of their kingdom was hung up, only by their ink littered skins will you be able to identify them. A tense silence hung in the air with only the crackling of thunder and lighting filling the air. The twenty thousand soldiers of Thanes sat on their horses, gripping their spears and swords tightly as it rained down on their metal armour. The five hundred Soldiers of Sulcar stood on the muddy field, they were greatly outnumbered but they were un-phased by that revelation. They stood confidently without swords, spears or armours, only dressed in their traditional war attires of the Northern culture. “Yield now for you are outnumbered!” Egret, King of the Eastern kingdom of Thanes yells. Egret was a weak and foolish king known for his harsh temper and his absurd decision making regarding his Kingdom. Dreg, the fierce and ruthless king of the Nothern Kingdom of Sulcar was quite impressed that King Egret was present for the war and not hiding behind the four guarded walls of his kingdom. Dreg grinned at his absurd statement which also caused a few of his men to snicker between themselves. “Why don’t you come down from your horses and fight like a real man!?” Egret frowned deeply at the barbarian king that stood far from him, he was strong and dangerous but they had the numbers not them. He snatched the horn from his men and blows the Thanes war trumpet loudly. “Charge!” The Thanes charged forward while roaring in battle, their archers fired rains of arrows towards the Sulcars who were ready and excited to finally have their fill at yet another war in the same season. Dreg growled deeply which shook the muddy ground beneath their feet and caused the horses to neigh in fear. The Sulcars charged towards the Thanes, colliding fiercely and the war is eminent. The Sulcars, blessed with quick reflexes swatted the arrows that rained down on them like flies. The Thanes were slashed and slaughtered by the claws of the Sulcars, the armour that they had worn for protection was now a hindrance to their fleeing. Egret trembled as he locked eyes with the Barbaric king of Sulcar who grinned wildly at him revealing his abnormally large canines. “T-they’re beasts!” Egret exclaimed in fear. The storm increased as the Thanes dwindled in number. It was like witchery to witness the way the Sulcars fought with so much speed, agility and strength that seemed inhumane. Dreg punched through the soldier’s amour to rip out his heart without any remorse he flings the limp body and speeds through the fighting bodies to get to Egret who still trembled in fear on his horse. “My lord, we need to retreat!” Glint, his army commander adviced. Egret screamed in terror as his horse is killed instantly and he falls over, landing on the muddy ground, with his heavy armour making him unable to move. Dreg drags him up but a sword is quickly drawn by Glint to his neck. “L-let him go!” He shouts through the crackling storm. He laughs and grips Egret by his neck tighter causing the weak man to wail in pain. “Look around, you would be foolish to do anything!” Glint looks around and blood drains from his face with the horrid sight of bodies, almost all his soldiers has been wiped out brutally. Fear struck him as he met eyes with the glowing ones of a sulcarn soldier who licks blood off his lips. Dreg grabs the sword drawn at him and drags Glint down in one swift thug. Blood drips down as he squeezed the sword with his strength which caused it to shatter before their trembling eyes. “W-wait please!....” Egret wheezes out. Dreg raised his brow with a smirk and releases his grip on Egret’s neck slightly. “You may speak.” Egret trembled. “We s-surrender.” The sulcarns laugh loudly at the weak sight of the King of Thanes, all other of the Thanes's soldiers that were left have been gathered up to kneel in a circle, silently praying for mercy. “Where has your confidence gone, O king?” Levion, the second hand of the King of the Northern Kingdom of Sulcar jests. The Sulcrans howl in laughter at the jest of King Egret but they all quiet down when Dreg clears his throat. He scratched his uncut beard that seemed to have grown out through the long period he had spent at war. “What are you willing to give as tribute?” Egret’s eyes widened. “T-trubute?” Dreg growls and his dark eyes changed to glowing red crimson ones. “Do you think I will spear you without a tribute?!” “Our utmost apologise!” Glint shouts from behind. Egret nodded vigorously that and trembled under the gaze of his crimson eyes. “W-what would you like to h-have as tribute?” Dreg grins. “What do you have to offer?” “W-we have gold, lots of gold a-and lands that we can offer!” Egret suggests. The king of the North laughs at his face until he calmed down. “We don’t need your gold or the little barren lands that you can offer.” Fear was evident in the eyes of Egret, if they don’t need all he can offer then is he going to die? He thought. Dreg gazes up to the now clear sky and breaths in the fresh air of wet grass before looking back down at the weak King. “It is time for me to join with someone as a wife.” Egret shook his head in fear, the thought of his precious daughter being used as tribute for a wife to this Barbaric king was too vile to think of. “You have two daughters do you not?” Dreg asked coldly. Egret’s brows furrow in thought, two? The image of the other offspring of his comes to his memory, the living embarrassment of his wild days. He smiled as a plan came to his head and nodded. “Y-yes.” “Submit one of them as tribute and I will let you and the rest of your soldiers go.” Egret nodded hastily. “You have my word, it would be arranged.” Dreg releases him. “W-when and where would you like the wedding to hold.” Dreg mused in thought. He would like to honour his soon to be wife and wed her in the ways of her kingdom before bringing her over to the North. “She would be wed in the ways of Thanes before she is brought over to the North, prepare for the wedding in a week time.” King Egret and the rest of the Thanes soldiers scurried back on what was left of their horses towards the East to prepare all they can for the wedding. Levion chuckled and shook his head. “You went through all this trouble just to meet her again.” “It is worth it.” Dreg was finally going to meet with the beautiful woman that has been tormenting his mind and giving him restless nights. In due time, they will be joined as one.The afternoon sunlight filtered through the wooden beams of the stables, casting a soft glow on the hay covered floor. Ilena hummed softly to an old Thane song that she used to sing along with Oana. She ran the hard brush against the soft white coat of the seven months old horse that Dreg had gotten her within the first weeks of her coming to Sulcar. The horse grunted, munching on the juicy hay while flicking its tail lazily. Ilena admired the delicate beauty and a thought popped into her mind. “I just realised that I never gave you a name....” she murmured. The young horse neighed lightly, with its mouth filled with hay. She chuckled and nodded. “Okay....forgive me for that, how about I call you Daisy?” Daisy went on to munch on more hay without care while Ilena giggled to herself in awe from the cuteness. Three days since the Luna ball had taken place and it had become a routine for Ilena to visit the castle stables where she could be alone to her thoughts. Dreg
Ilena could barely sleep. The weight of last night’s encounter with Kaheal sat heavy on her chest, making it difficult to find rest. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw his crimson gaze and felt his unwelcomed presence too close to her. She stood at the window of her chamber, watching the first rays of dawn stretch over the dark forest. Dreg had not left her side, pacing the chamber restlessly before finally settling at the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders tense. The rage he held inside him simmered dangerously beneath his skin. He had sent men to thorough search the land for any sign of the rogue bandit Alpha but he was long gone with only his stench lingering in the air. A deep growl rumbled from beneath his chest. “He infiltrated my land, the main castle.....stood before my mate to threaten her.....” He clenched his fist with claws drawing blood within his palms. “This would not be left unanswered.” Ilena glanced back at him and let’s out a short gasp fro
Ilena shook with fear, gripping onto the railings until her knuckles turned white thinking of a million ways to escape this terrifying situation. Kaheal grinned wildly, his large sharp canines peeking out from his lips with joy of seeing his beautiful woman that he had been watching for weeks now. “W-who are you?” Ilena asked shakingly. He took a step closer. “You look beautiful under the full moon, my love.” Her heart stuttered from the sick pet name, she took several steps back yo create more distance between the both of them. “Y-you didn’t answer my question......” Kaheal chuckled, placing his right hand on his chest. “I am Kaheal, leader and king of the rogue bandits.” Ilena could feel the blood draw from her face, making it pale with fear. How was it possible that the leader of the rogue bandits was in the main castle of Sulcar and nobody has been alerted? She trembled. “W-Why are you here? What do you want?” He inched closer, now only a few inches from
The carriage ride went smoothly but Ilena’s heart held a certain kind of anxiety in them but she didn’t want to dwell too much on that and just concluded on being nervous to greet nobles. The soft hum of the harmonious instrument could be heard a few feet away from the castle. Sulcarns and foreigners all dressed in their best outfits chatted with each other. Their carriage stopped at the entrance and the Dreg led Ilrna out, hand in hand like the caring mate he was. Nobles whispered and watched the royal couple walk through the parted sea of crowds. Immediately, guests swarmed them. Complementing their luxurious royal attire that suits them, a few brought up business but Dreg dismissed the conversation smoothly. Ilena was bombarded by noble females who came from afar, she was asked questions after questions that almost made her dizzy. All she could do was smile and nod politely from over stimulation. The mates had separated and now Ilena had excused herself to get a chala
Dreg walked into the chamber and noticed Ilena who sat at the window edge, staring straight into the night sky with an unreadable expression. He frowned with concern and walked closer. “Ilena...” he called out. She blinked out of her thoughts, turning to glance up at Dreg. “Oh...forgive me, I didn’t seem to notice your presence.” He reached over, caressing her unruly curls out of the way. “You seemed lost in thought....what is in your mind?” Ilena mused in thought before speaking up. “Letters of replies from the Luna ball invitations I sent out came today...” He nodded, taking a seat at a small stool beside the large window. “Did anyone write foul words?” She shook her head. “No....I had sent out an invitation to Elia.” His brows rose in surprise, its been twelve years since Elia had left Sulcar after a huge fight with Alene regarding her freedom and almost being mated off to a widowed male from the lycanthrope lineage. “We always send letters to her every year
The preparations for the Luna Ball were coming together, though stressful but with the help of Rhenka, Voyra and Frena, they made it easier. I had sent out hand written letters to invite a few people from all over the world for the Luna Ball which was about to take place tomorrow night. I and Dreg’s royal attire was hand sewn and ready coupled with the decorations of the ball room. The Baker smiled and cut out a cake sample for me to taste. But I guess into the delicious moist softness, it tasted amazing. “This is perfect for tomorrow, you really are the best Baker in Sulcar.” I commented with a smile. She chuckled and nodded. “Thank you my queen, the cake would definitely be ready by tomorrow.” My gaze travelled to the row and rows of kitchen staffs, prepping for tomorrow and backing Northern finger treats to be eaten. Voyra gave them a few more instructions before following me out of the kitchen. “Everything is coming together, Ilena.....the decorations in the ball
Ilena watched the flame crackle the firewood in the fireplace, it warmed the cozy library but she still felt nothing but cold. Her gaze remained in a daze as she thought back on Alene’s words earlier today, it repeated over and over in her head like a song she couldn’t quite forget. “We have chosen a breeding female for the king.” Her stomach twisted painfully. She had tried to keep herself busy after Alene left, forcing herself to focus on the final arrangements for the Luna Ball. But the moment she stepped into the Manor, the weight of it all crushed her. Would Dreg allow this? Her heart whispered no, but doubt clawed at the edges of her mind. Dreg was a king. A ruler first, before he was hers. And if the council had already made their decision, would he fight it? She twisted the thin fabric of her night gown in anxiousness, trying to reason any possibility. This wasn’t the first time that a breeding female is chosen as an heir but she does not care, her beast
Ilena stood frozen in shock, she was not expecting those words to escape Alene’s lips. Her heart tugged with anxiety as she sucked in breath to prevent tears escaping her eyes. Alene chuckled smugly. “Oh don’t look do shocked, it’s all your fault.” She spat out viciously. Voyra clenched her jaws in anger, this was the first time that she had silently wished to slap Alene in the face although she knows the blaring difference in their strengths. “The one most important duty you had and you couldn’t fulfil it.” Alene smirked and walked out, leaving the two shocked women alone. Ilena clenched her gown in a tight fist till her knuckles turned white. She felt a whirlwind of emotions that included fear, sadness, anger and a pinch of self blaming. “Ilena, please you need to speak to lady Rhenka about this.....maybe she could help.” Voyra suggested softly. A lone tear slipped down her eyes but she held back her sobs, she had cried enough for the day. “Alene always to be planni
Lena was the name of the young gamma female that was taken and tortured by the rogue bandits. Dreg could still hear the haunting wails of her mother during the burial as her body was being cremated. His beast wants blood, he is vengeful for the young Sulcarn life that was stolen even which he was meant to protect. The medic personally brought all information regarding her autopsy to know what exactly they dis to her. She suffered greatly, there were signs of poisoning in her system and the numerous cuts and bruises, not to forget the obvious injuries around her body that showed she had been brutally raped. Bite marks of mating littered her skin which showed that it wasn’t just one male but about seven men during the mating season. Anger filled his heart, there was no way that he would spare any rogue bandit that crosses his path. Levion growled, slamming his fist at the wall which made a loud crack. “I would kill every last one of them.” He growled. The burial had ended
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