Brandon Taylor POV"How are you, son?" my visibly tired mother asks me."As best I can in the given conditions" I tell her and walk next to Camilla and help her sit down easily. Her pregnancy is very advanced and if things go well next week she will give birth for sure.For the last two months, my m
“Your what?” Kevin asks in shock.“Congratulations, Dad! You will be a grandfather! ” and we all looked at him as if he had gone mad."Is Camilla pregnant?" I ask in shock." Let me help you. It's my way of washing away my sins against Elle. ""All right, but when all this madness is over, you'll ac
My whole body hurts, I feel like my abdomen is actually torn to pieces."Athena?" but she doesn't answer me. "Athena !!!!!" and all I hear is the sound of medical devices. No sign of Athena.What happened to me?I can barely open my eyes and look around. I try to cling to anything I know to figure o
"Elle" I tell him "Elle Parker, is my name""Miss Elle, I want you to believe that I will do everything I can to help you. Your wolf is near and I can feel it. I promise I won't give you wolfsbane no matter how much the king orders me. I swore to do good things as a doctor not to hurt people, no mat
"Did you give her more wolfsbane?" asks this scumbag king looking at me totally unhappy."Yes, my King," says Archer. "Her wolf is almost completely asleep. A few more days and you will be able to do what you want. "Or my wolf is almost aweak and you will must find a place to hide yourself because
"But I'm normal!" I say angrily, "You're confusing!""Define normalcy, Elle," says the king, walking to the window and looking away."Is it normal for a female wolf that has never trained in her life to kill 30 rogues by herself?"How does he know that?"I know what you're thinking. I've been sendin
I sit alone for minutes and try to process the information received.It seams that I am some fucking… thing… which is kind of some war machine… that comes from a kind of arrogant and crazy king, but damn strong. I'm mystical. And the icing on the cake is that I'm the life dream of this madman who is
"How are you, Miss Elle?" Archer asks, looking sadly at me."I am not feeling well, Dr. Archer," I say, leaning my head back. For two days I felt very tired and nausea accompanied me constantly.The food that is brought to me daily by the king's servants seems fine, and Dr. Archer assured me that th