"Motherrrrrrrr!" Margret growled. Her fingers wrapped securely through the omega's tangled locks. She dragged the poor thing over the floor and into the Luna's chambers. In a fit of anger and frustration, she tossed the girl at her mother's feet. Luna Magda frowned at the filthy girl and kicked her to roll her onto her back. "Daughter, why have you brought this filth before me?""She burnt me with the curling iron!" Margret roared. "I want her to be punished."The Luna exhaled deeply. "Did she do it on purpose?""Who the fuck cares? She burnt me, the alpha's daughter, she must pay for it."The scared little omega quivered while she listened to the Luna and Margret talk about what punishment she would receive."Alright daughter, can I see your burn?""It's already healed, but it still stings.""Alright, what do you suggest?""Hmm, let's see." Margret walked over to her mother's vanity and took up a pair or scissors. "I think she needs a haircut.""No. Please! I beg you. Don't do this,
Luna Magda's heart raced, feeling like it could burst at any moment. Even her wolf, Delilah, was in a state of disbelief. No son of theirs will ever do such a thing as reclaim an omega peasant. She calmed down a bit, maybe Cory was just reacting to the mate bond they once shared. Perhaps his wolf just missed Jessica and was reminiscing on their time together. Because Jessica was a wolfless omega, so this led the Luna to think that both the she-wolf and her unborn child were no longer alive. There was no way in hell she could survive in the woods alone for two weeks much less three months. "Cory, I forbid you from saying such foolishness. That omega slut is dead, Adam and Gary made sure of that," Magda snarled. She felt a fierce anger inside her, knowing there was a slight chance that the little bitch might still be alive. Cockroaches were hard things to kill. "Believe what you must do to help you sleep better at nights," Cory sighed, getting up from the chair and kissing his moth
"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 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 a deep-s
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
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
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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
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. *******
"Are you nervous, my love?" Kanyon asked as he watched Jessica fix her earring in her ear. "Are you kidding? I'm thrilled! I've never been this happy in my life," she beamed. “Hearing you say that puts a smile on my face. Are you sure there isn't anything else I can do to make this day even more special?""No there isn't. Everything is perfect." "Alright," Kanyon sighed. "I'm going to have to return what I got you then.”"You got me something?" "Of course, but I'm afraid the surprises were too big to wrap.""Surprises?" Jessica wondered where he had time to go shopping since the last three days had been super hectic for everyone. The triplets and Anna’s baby were a handful. "Mamaaaaaaa!" Ariel's voice rang out as she burst through the door. She dashed over to Jessica and wrapped her in a huge bear hug. "Look at you. Childbirth has been good to you. Look at those boobies.""Wh - what are you doing here? I just spoke to you, and you said you were at the Warmblood pack,” Jessica let
The next day, people travelled in scores from near and far to gather in the castle's courtyard to get a glimpse of their future king. News of the birth of the heir spread like Hollywood gossip throughout the kingdom.Jessica was feeling much better. She was on the phone with Ariel, who had also given birth to a son a week earlier. "It's chaos over here, cous," Jessica sighed. "There are hundreds of people out in the courtyard waiting to see KJ.""I can only imagine. So where's Kanyon?" Ariel asked. "He's having a meeting with the council members right now to tell them I am the one who produced the heir and not that bitch, Annabella," Jessica hissed. "What did that bitch say when she found out her son is not the heir?""She doesn't know as yet. She's been sleeping since she gave birth yesterday," Jessica said. "I'm just glad my son is the heir and not hers, but I still won't interfere with how Kanyon chooses to take care of him. That baby is as much his as my children are.""True,"
After the storm, the morning unfolded with a sense of calm and peace. King Kanyon held his wife firmly in his arms as he carried her back to the castle while Lucy cradled the young prince in her arms and Master Cameron wrapped his arms around the cooing princesses. "I'm so tired!" Jessica muttered against Kanyon's neck. "I know, my love. We are almost home. I'll take you to the hospital so you and our children can get checked out, and then I'll take you back to the room," Kanyon responded. "But - but the nursery only has two cribs and two of everything else," Jessica complained. "I need to get some stuff for our son.""Shh. No need to stress, I'll arrange for one of everything to be at the nursery before the day ends. Just concentrate on getting your rest." Kanyon kissed her head. The guards at the East gates were on standby for them. The king used his mindlink to clue them in on which gates he'd be arriving at. As soon as they arrived, the guards bowed before letting them in. Th
Kanyan took his shirt off to wrap his daughter in and then carefully laid the baby down. Jessica was still in agony as Lucy screamed at her, telling her to push. "I can't do this," Jessica sobbed. "I'm too tired." Her head felt light, and her muscles seemed like they were on fire. "Sure you can." Kanyon held her hand. "You're one of the strongest women I've ever met. Now push so we can meet our other baby.""OK. OK," she sniffled. Lucy was in position. "Come on, Jessica. You can do this."Jessica set aside the pain and concentrated on the adorable sounds coming from her daughter, and soon she found the energy she needed to keep going. She screamed loudly, teeth clenched tight while her body did its thing. "That's it. You're doing great, mama," Lucy commented. "I see a head. Keep pushing!""Only a few more minutes, Jess, and then this will all be over," Kanyon chimed in. Lucy's eyes widened as the second baby slid into her hands. This one cries were also powerful. Kanyon took th
It was already 7 pm and Kanyon was exhausted. After receiving pain medication from the doctor, Anna finally drifted off to sleep. Dr. Clarke informed the king that Anna might deliver as soon as 8 am the following morning. Kanyon sensed something strange, almost like Jessica was out of reach. So he tried to reach out to her via mindlink, but the connection was blank. 'That's strange,' Sinbad stated. 'No. It's not strange if she is too far away to connect to our link.'Kanyon bumped into Cameron on his way back to his room. "Hey man. Has she had the baby yet?" Cam asked. "No. Maybe early tomorrow morning or late tomorrow evening. Have you seen Jessica?" Kanyon asked. "No. Not since she got back from the market this morning," he answered. "Why?""She's not responding to my mindlink." "Damn!" Cam muttered. Both men quickly made their way to the king's quarters. "Jessica?" Kanyon called out as he checked the bedroom and master bathroom. "Twinkle? Are you in here, girl?" Cam check
Annabella squirmed in agony while the medical team rolled her on the stretcher to the royal delivery room. "You fucking cunts!" Anna screamed. "I need something for the pain!" she gritted her teeth as she grabbed the arm of the paramedic. She squeezed it so hard her nails dug into his flesh. "We can't give you anything yet, Anna. Not until your blood test comes back, and we know what has sent you into early labour," Nurse Cakes explained. "Fuck you, bitch!" Anna gathered some saliva in her mouth and hurled it at Nurse Cake's face. Another contraction hit her. "Ahhhhhh! WOOOOOH!" she howled in pain. "Quick. Get her on the bed," Dr. Clarke ordered as they made it to the royal birthing room. "Now Anna, you're gonna stay still while Nurse Cake's take a sample of your blood, then I want you to open your legs for me so I can take a peek at what's happening.""You don't need a PhD to know what's happening doctor," she shouted. "Can't you see I'm in labour?" "Take a deep breath," Nurse C
"Slow down, ma'am. The doctor said you should take time to chew your food." Nurse Cakes snapped as she fed Anna her breakfast. "You know I'm a doctor too. I know stuff," Anna burped and then licked the gravy off her fingers. "I can't walk or leave this room. Hell, I can't even wash my own ass and pussy, so if eating like a pig helps with this fucking depression, then you better feed me, bitch!" Anna yelled. "Now I need more potatoes and gravy. And please be more generous with the fried chicken."The nurse exhaled heavily. "Yes ma'am. I'll send word to the kitchen now." Nurse Cakes got up and made her way over to the other nurse, who was standing by the window. "What's Cruella's problem now?" Nurse Lennox asked. "She wants more food," Nurse cakes rolled her eyes. "But hasn't she had enough already?""I told her, but she doesn't seem to care." "She's so irritating. I'm so glad she's not our queen," Nurse Brown confessed. "That would have been a fucking nightmare.""You're totally r
Cameron, Reniece, Lucy, Theodore, and Falcon were at the hospital waiting room, nervously walking around while they anticipated to hear if Jessica was fine. "It's been an hour. Why's Kanyon taking forever to let us know if Twinkle's okay?” Cameron nervously chewed on his nails, looking really worried. Reniece hugged him from behind. "Jessica is a strong woman. She'll be alright," Ren kissed the back of his shoulder. "Maybe she's in labour," Theodore added. "But isn't it like too soon for that?" Falcon asked. "Please, let's just keep the king and queen in our prayers and hope for the best," Lucy hissed. "All this talking is making me more nervous than I already am."The mage received a warm hug from Cameron and Reniece. "I know. You're right. We are all worried about Jessica. Let's just wait for the king to hear what he has to say," Cameron recited. ******The doctors and nurses were sweating like they were on death row. Every one of them could sense the king’s wrath and they fe
Six months had passed, and Kanyon wasn't anywhere close to finding the whereabouts of Jarvis. Many of the claimed eyewitnesses came from the priestess. It was always a friend here who informed her, or an acquaintance who owed her a favour, but all of her tips led to dead-ends. It was Shamus, however, who got info about a strange man with a distinguished scar on his face who was seen eating a pig raw. Kanyon knew immediately that it was Jarvis. That weirdo always had a liking for eating raw meat in his human form. "I need him found now!" Kanyon growled as he slammed down his fists onto the long rectangular table in his conference room. He was in one of his moods since he lost two of his men by Jarvis’s hands. They had ambushed Jarvis in a town called Willow Crest and they fought him, but he was too strong. Jarvis ripped their hearts out of their chest. That was his signature move. He always mentioned that he liked the feeling of the beating organ in his hand. It gave him butterflie