Jessica drifted in and out of consciousness. She didn't know how long she had been in the car. They tied her hands behind her back, her feet were bound, and her eyes were blindfolded so she didn't see the route they took to get her to the forest far, far away.
The cool breeze flowing in through the gap in the window caused her to feel cold. While lying on the back seat of the car, she felt a tremor run through her as she listened to the guards tease her. "Adam, you think we should have a go at her?" One asked the other. “She’s very beautiful.” "No, she smells like death. Let's just do what the Luna says and kill her,” Adam shrugged. Kill me? Jessica panicked. She choked back her fear, hoping silently that the Moon Goddess would show her mercy. The vehicle suddenly stopped moving. Jessica's complexion turned even paler, as if someone had applied a layer of whitewash to her skJessica knew she was close to death. She could taste it. She felt faint, even though she was left beaten and bloodied on the forest floor, some part of her still hoped that Cory would come and save her. He was her mate — well her ex-mate. Didn't he care about their bond at all? Her stomach gave out when she remembered her poor, unborn child. What did her innocent pup do to deserve such harsh treatment? It felt like her innards were being replaced by some kind of black hole. Then nausea crept from her abdomen to her head and even though she knew when she closed her eyes that would be it for her and her baby. A smile tried to form on her lips as she thought about seeing her parents again in the afterlife. She tried her best to stay awake, but Luna Magda was right. She was just a weak omega who wouldn't last long out in the real world alone. A lone tear slipped from the side of her left eye as the world went black. Jessica fell into a deep unawareness.
King Kanyon stooped down next to the young girl, dressed in a bright midnight blue gown. Even though it was covered in mud and blood, his eyes admired the intricate designs. The stitching and embroidery down at the hem could only be found in the Blackwood kingdom, the place where his late wife, Princess Eleanor, was from. He shelved his curiosity about the dress and inspected the girl for any injuries. The King had seen a lot of horror stories in his life, but this took the cake. He couldn't cipher how one tiny girl could have so many old and new wounds. When the King lifted her gown to inspect her thighs, Cameron had to turn his head away. There were burn marks and scars everywhere. “Who did this to her?” He grunted. “That person must be pure evil,” Cameron stated. He knew by the way the King was clenching his jaw that he wanted to meet this person and give them a taste of their own medicine. The King sighed and stated, “It doesn't
"Pregnant!" King Kanyon raved. “You're suggesting that someone hurt this girl and left her for dead while she is carrying a child? You wait until I find out who did this. They are dead. I don't care if they beg for mercy. I'm going to rip their spines through their throats." The King's rage was scaring the doctor and nurses. He quickly calmed down when he smelt their fears. "Forgive me my outburst," he apologized. "Is there anything else I should know?" "No, your majesty," doctor Anna answered. "For now, we will just monitor her and make sure she remains stabilized. We've given her pain and inflammation medications that are safe for pregnant women. Now we're going to bandage her broken bones.""OK. I'm going to step out for a while. But I will come right back. If anything changes before that. Come get me immediately.""Yes, your majesty," doctor Anna bowed. "Very well then," he sighed as he stepped out of the room and headed for the waiting area
Over the next few days, Jessica showed no signs of change. The King barely left her side. He had his meals in her room and slept on a couch situated in the corner. He even used the bathroom that was in her hospital room. The only time he left was when he took his beast out for a run. In the late hours of the night, his beast stirred him awake. Sinbad couldn't sleep. He was worried about Jessica. "Hey, Sin. What's wrong? Why are you pacing around up there? I'm trying to sleep." Kanyon rubbed his eyes and sat up on the couch. "I'm worried about the girl, plus I've been waiting for you to bring up an important factor that you've been avoiding."Kanyon took a deep breath, stood up, and made his way to the table. He picked up the pitcher and poured water into a cup. He gulped it down and said, "I don't know what you're talking about.""Don't play with me, Kan. I know you detected it when we first found her and I know you can smell it now,"
As another month ticked away, Jessica remained in her coma. Kanyon was growing more restless by the day. All he wanted was for her to open her eyes. "Why isn't she waking up?" He asked doctor Anna. "I don't know, your majesty. I really don't know," she sighed. "At least she's breathing on her own now.""Do you think she's fit enough for me to take her back to my kingdom?" "If you take a plane rather than travel on foot, I don't see why not. You'll be there in a couple of days. I'll even fly with you to monitor the girl.""Thank you, Anna. I appreciate it," he nodded. "I'll arrange things with Alpha Daniel. I know he has a private jet that he'll let me use."*******Five days later, the plane landed in the kingdom of Lycania. Scores of lycans were lined up waiting for their king's arrival. Word of the comatose omega spread like wildfire. People wanted to catch a glimpse of the girl who kept their king away from them fo
Kanyon stayed by Jessica's bedside, holding her hand while Doctor Peterson delivered the awful news to him. "Your majesty. We cannot find the baby's heartbeat on any of the monitors." The doctor gave the King a few moments to catch his breath. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" "Yes King Kanyon. The young lady has suffered a miscarriage." The doctor bowed his head, not only in respect for his king, but also because the anger and sadness radiating from King Kanyon was choking him from the inside out. "How will we treat this? She's still in a coma." Kanyon's chest ached. He hated death. Death took everything important away from him. Now he worried for the mother. Would she be the one to die next? "We need to conduct a c-section to extract the fetus," the doctor explained. "I just hope the she-wolf's body is strong enough to survive the surgery." "This is all too much for one girl to endure," Kanyon snapped. "Is it possible for us to wait and see if she'll wake up before
Days passed, and the orange leaves began to fall leaving tree branches cold and naked. Winter was here, and it wanted everyone to know it. The biting chill outside was so much so that it was seeping through the walls and any cracks it could find. Jessica's eyes blinked open, yet the glaring light caused her to immediately close them once more. Her eyeballs felt dry, like she had swum with them open in a desert of sand. On top of all of this, her head and muscles hurt. To her, it seemed as if years had gone by without using her limbs. She smacked her lips together, trying to soothe her parched throat with her saliva. She was so thirsty, her lips felt like sandpaper. She willed her eyes open and took in the details of the room. Everything was unfamiliar. Where am I? She pondered internally. She noticed tubes protruding from her arms and strings connecting her chest to a machine. She ripped them off. Jessica's skin went ashen. She found herself in a panic. She raised her hand to
For days, King Kanyon had been running in beast form, killing every animal he saw in sight. He was so angry with the Moon Goddess for taking yet another thing that he had come to love away from him. He wanted the pup to survive so he could grow up and call him papa, and he wanted to train him so that maybe one day he could take over the throne. 'I think we should go back now,' Sinbad stated in a worrying tone. 'We've been at it for almost a week. I'm tired and you need a shower.' Kanyon said nothing as Sinbad slowed down. He let his beast take him back to the castle. He sneaked into his bedroom without raising any alarms and then enjoyed a lengthy, hot shower. While he was slipping a T-shirt over his head, Cameron's voice thundered in his brain. 'Kanyon, where are you?' 'No need to shout! I'm at the castle. What is it?' Kanyon answered, frustrated. He wanted to sleep off his journey and then deal with problems the next day. 'It's the girl, she's awake!' Kanyon's face wen
As the sun rose, it chased away the fog up the mountains, casting its warmth and golden glow over the meadows surrounding the Warmblood Pack. After dinner last night, Jessica decided to go to bed early, while the king, Cameron, and the alpha remained in the study discussing strategies for border protection. Kanyon shared his knowledge on handling rogue lycans. Cameron even offered to hunt for the she-lycan since he was a lycan himself, which meant she wouldn't detect his presence if he masked his scent.Jessica awoke to the delightful aroma of pancakes and eggs. Her muscles felt tight, but once she stepped into the shower, the warm water worked magic to relax the tension in her joints. After washing her hair, she dried it thoroughly before wearing baggy jeans and a green sweater. With the cold outside, it wouldn't be long before the snow started falling. She put on her coat and wrapped her scarf around her neck, then went to the door. When she opened it she saw Kanyon coming toward
"We're almost there," Cameron whispered to the King as he walked from the cockpit. The pilot told him they were just a few miles from the Warmblood pack. Kanyon decided to fly to their territory and then borrow a vehicle from Alpha Daniel so he could take Jessica to the spot where he found her. "You think I should wake her up?" Kanyon pulled the blanket up to Jessica's chin. She was lightly snoring with her head resting on his lap. "Give her a few more minutes," Cam replied as he sat down in the seat before the king. "She's going through a lot, isn’t she?" "Too much for one person to bear," the king sighed. Out of nowhere, Cam and the king sensed a shift in the atmosphere when Jessica's body started to tremble. "Please, Luna! Please, I didn't mean to sleep in!" Jessica screamed, putting her hands up in a defensive position. She flinched. "It hurts. Please stop, Luna. I'm so-sorry," she shrieked in fear. "Wake her up!" Cam roared. "Hey, Jessica. Wake up." Kanyon s
"She's healing," Doctor Peterson nodded as he examined Jessica. He found himself somewhat intrigued by how Jessica treated the king, as though she was his equal. Doctor Peterson didn't appreciate that. She was filth. Even though he didn't normally discriminate, he wanted the King to let this wolf know her place. "So can I start training now?" Jessica urged, hoping she would get the answer she so desired. "I can't wait for our one-on-one sessions, King Kanyon. I want to see what you got," she joked around, and Kanyon smirked. He was loving her enthusiasm. "So doctor, what's the verdict?" Jessica demanded again. Instead of responding, the doctor focused on writing his notes. "Well, can she?" Kanyon grunted, finding the doctor's actions rude. Dr. Peterson curtailed his head, his voice came out shaky. "She can do some light exercising, like speed walking and stretches, but nothing too rigorous."Jessica frowned in displeasure. She was excited to start training so she could enhance her
Jessica was back inside her bedroom. Although she had an amazing day with King Kanyon, her joy didn't last long, because now that she was alone, all she could think about was her innocent child. Steven didn't deserve to die like that. He was entitled to a life filled with love, happiness with his true mate, raising their pups, growing old together, and eventually dying when he was old and gray. Jessica cried as she recalled that she never had the chance to hold her child. She never experienced the scent of his skin, looked into his eyes, or discovered who he looked like the most. Magda along with the entire Graceland Pack deprived her of that. In a hurry, Jessica pulled off her gown, almost damaging the zip. Visiting her baby's grave again reminded her of the pain and anger she felt. "That's it! I have to get my revenge," she muttered as she got dressed in a sweatpants and a t-shirt. She decided she was going to see the King. She needed to request a favour from him. *******"Camer
An hour of walking and Jessica was feeling the burn in her calves. She felt exhausted and struggled to find a way to inform the King. He was just talking and walking, enjoying himself as he showed her around. She remembered what Lucy had said, that he hadn’t been the same since his wife died. She observed him as he opened his mouth and shared stories about the bakery, expressing how much he enjoyed visiting it on Sundays during his childhood. But the manner how he spoke told her he was way older than he looked. He explained that they would bake bread and place it in the chimney for protection during the winter months. The king finally took a hold of her palm. He only became aware of his actions when he noticed her hand stiffen. He froze. “Forgive me, I got carried away.” “Don’t be,” Jessica smiled. “I’m enjoying the history of your community.” The King noticed the flush on her face. “You look exhausted. Do you want to sit? Are you thirsty?” Jessica sighed. “I could use a s
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Lucy forced Jessica to sit down in the chair before the vanity. "Now let's tame this mane," Lucy frowned as she grabbed some of Jessica's tangled hair. "When last did you run a comb through this?" "This isn't necessary," Jessica protested, but Lucy had already started combing through it. Jessica flinched as Lucy tried to get the knots out. "Look, I got strict orders from the top to have you look perfect for the king," Lucy admitted. "Now hold still and let me make you prettier." Jessica wondered. "Strict orders from whom?" "Someone who wants to see the King smile again," she answered. "Ever since his wife died, he has not been the same." "His wife died," Jessica repeated. "That's so sad." "Please don't tell him I told you that," Lucy cleared her throat. "The king doesn't like talking about it. Nobody here likes to talk about it. It was such a tragedy." "Don't worry, I won't tell him you said anything," Jessica assured her and Lucy relaxed and continued styling her hair
Jessica wondered to herself while drying her body, "Did the King actually lick my chin?" She was careful with her c-section scar. The medication she took reduced her physical pain, too bad it couldn't alleviate the pain in her heart. She ensured she kept the wound dry while washing herself to promote faster healing without complications. Jessica wrapped a towel over her hair and then another around her body. She came out of the bathroom and made her way to the bedroom. She almost jumped out of her skin when she saw the tall woman standing by the bed. "Goddess!" The woman approached her gracefully. "Forgive me, madam. I didn't mean to startle you." Jessica gulped, resting a hand on her chest. "It's OK, I just wasn't expecting to see someone in here." "So the King didn't tell you he was sending up some clothes from storage?" The woman gestured to the dresses on the bed. "Yes, yes!" Jessica giggled. "He did." The woman laughed, stretching her palm for a handshake. "I'm Lucy, the
"Oh, Pookie-Bear," Cory murmured while he expertly maneuvered inside Jessica from the back. Her face was pressed up against the wall of his bedroom, with her hands scraping the surface of the wall for support. The inside of her felt both warm and soft yet her tight little pussy was doing wonders for Cory's thick member as he jammed inside her over and over again. He found himself captivated by his little mate, the girl whom the Moon Goddess picked for him. His wolf was satisfied. There was nobody who could do it like Jessica. Chrissy was back from her shopping spree after using up her and Cory's monthly allowance in a single day. She didn't care. She needed to clear her thoughts as her relationship with Cory had shifted for the worse ever since they got married and marked each other. The sex hadn't been the same. He didn't kiss her or touch her, plus whenever she would try and initiate sex he would brush her off and tell her he wasn't in the mood. It didn't help that Cory's wolf had