Chloe has got guts, people!! Who else loves how fondly she speaks of Henrietta. They should be sisters, y'all!
Henrietta"Help me," He pleaded as he held strongly onto the hem of my dress. I do not know why but he wasn't looking at me, rather he was staring at the dark sky. It was as if he wasn't seeing my face. "Save me," He cried, "are you there? " he asked, pulling hard on my dress.My heart felt like it was going to be torn into a million shreds, but was being held firm by something strong, something that also made it hard for me to swallow down the lump in my throat which only grew even wider and bigger.Suddenly, my eyes were beginning to burn hot as tears flowed freely down my chin. I raised my hand to touch the hair on his head but it didn't feel like hair rather, they felt fluffy and thick. When my eyes landed on it, I realized he was in his full form as a wolf."Where did you come from?" I asked, gently lowering myself so that I was kneeling in front of him but he was no longer there. He was standing in a room, a dark room, surrounded by creatures I couldn't really identify. They w
Henrietta “And Gwendolyn?” I managed to ask and he shook his head. “Not even your father can stand between mates, especially when neither of them mean any harm,” he explained. “Except your father wants his daughter to be sad all the days of her life.” He added but I knew he was referring to both Gwendolyn and I. The hand with which he cupped my face with, slowly brushed my face and my stomach began to tighten with mixed feelings but majorly of excitement, “I will not be forced to spend the rest of my life with a woman whom I can not stand, neither would I be forced into a marriage of convenience, when my mate is still alive and has been found.” He growled and a small smile played on my lips. He's quite possessive too. I can’t really say what I feel but I knew I felt at home with him. Maybe I should give in to Martas’ words but it is too early to let my guard down. I was still deep in thoughts when I felt strong arms wrapped around me, holding me so tight that it didn't want t
Henrietta The sun was beginning to set when Chloe asked that she treat my hair. She said it's been a while since she last did it, but I knew it hasn't even been up to a week. She would make up anything just to be with me and avoid other choirs done by the other maids and I let her, especially when Gwendolyn seizes it as an opportunity to torment and abuse her. "Gwendolyn parades herself with one red head that arrived in Odyssey along with the pack." Chloe said, "they seem to get along so well. It's even as if they think alike." She added. "Hmm, really?" I replied in an uninterested tone but knowing how she would bug me after such a reply, I added, "for anyone to walk with my sister, you're either like her, her or think like her." "Birds of a feather, mhm," she replied, without taking her eyes off the collection of hair treatment bottles. "Oil, comb, brush, ointment, don't see the difference. Petals and incense," Chloe listed in a sing-song voice, holding up each item as she iden
Richard I wish she was one of us then maybe it would have been a lot easier for me. This difficulty was beginning to get the better of me. It was beginning to frustrate me. How could she not see that I loved her? How could she not understand what it means to be a mate? I asked myself over and over again the moment I got to the place I asked that she meet me. She should be here any moment from now or was the direction to this place too difficult for her to understand? Of course not, she is smart and that's for sure. While waiting, I decided to pick a few fruits which I felt she would love, at least something to chew on while we talked or maybe stare at each other because I know how speechless she makes me. I took off my robe and made a depth in it. I walked by a few trees to pick succulent berries, which is one of the reasons I love the garden. Its bountiful harvest and beautiful tall trees that served as not just fruits but shade as well. The more fruits I gathered, the deepe
Henrietta My back hurts. My head is on fire, the amount of pain surging through me is unbearable, its…I cant breathe, “ouch,” I feel like i was made a referee in a fight between a huge vampire and a werewolf but happen to be too small for their fight and was rather fought against. I was made the punching bag of the werewolf and blood bank for the vampire.Speaking of werewolves, I forcefully opened my eyes but the blasting ray of sunlight pierced my eyes and caused me to clench them back with as much strength as I could fathom. “She’s up!'' I heard a familiar voice yell in a shaky tone and the sound of hurried footsteps approaching me, “She was up just now, is she going to be fine,” a different voice asked.“We need her to get better before the king starts looking for her bu…” “The king already asked for an emergency meeting today,” a voice belonging to chloe added, “We heard it's urgent and everyone in the kingdom must be present, at everyone in the castle especially our guests.
Henrietta "I tripped, really?" I asked immediately if Chloe was out of hearing distance and he sighed."I'm sorry." He said in a whisper and I raised my brow as I watched him walk to the bed with every word that left his lips, "I'm sorry for scaring you, I'm sorry for almost getting ahead of my plan, I'm sorry, I let Grey be in charge." He added."It was just you and I in the woods, Richard. Just us." I rolled my eyes when he mentioned someone's name, "You're beginning to give me the red flags, a liar, really?" I tsked and he seemed taken aback for a moment."A liar? I'm not a liar. You don't expect me to tell them exactly what happened back there, your father would have my head." He yelled in frustration."I'm not talking about that, I'm not stupid to tell them either. Who is Grey, you lying Alpha?" I asked and his eyes widened before a burst of laughter filled the room."I'm sorry for being dressed in a clown costume?" I asked in a sarcastic voice and he shook his head but didn't
Henrietta “At least I don't let my eyebrows grow unequally, so that they outgrow my eyes,” I said with a smile on my face and she gasped before bringing her hand to her face. She would feel so insecure throughout this meeting and that is for sure seeing how she twisted in her seat and tried to hide her face until I got to my seat with a smile of satisfaction on my face. “Henrietta,” my father called in calm voice as he looked at me, “You look gorgeous,” he said with a light chuckle, “You are beginning to look just like your mother with every passing day,” he said with a sad smile and I brought my hand to cup his face as I smiled back at him, “except that she doesn't attend functions as late as you do.” he added and an impromptu laugh escaped my lips. “Father,” I whined through my laughter and he laughed lightly. “You really should work on that as well.” he stated and i shut my eyes for a nanosecond with a slight nod. “I will.” I assured him and he sighed before getting on his fe
Henrietta “Chloe!” I yelled in disbelief as she stood before my father with her head bent low, this isn't happening, was she threatened into doing this. “Chloe, you should have told me you were being threatened by Gwen into this.” I said still on my feet. “Besides, we were together last night. How could you possibly be a witness?” I said in a loud voice but she didn't look my way nor did she say a word. “Let her speak for herself.” Gwendolyn said, gritting her teeth “Again, I do not remember talking to you.” I growled, glaring maliciously at her for dragging Chloe in this mess. “Would you shut up!” Father yelled, “I have let you speak enough now let her defend herself, she is only a witness and not a suspect.” He growled and a thick lump filled my throat as I stared at Richard and then at chloe. ‘Tell them you were threatened into this,"I said in a plea but she shook her head. “I was not forced, Princess Henrietta,” she said and those words shocked me to my bones, “I followed
Richard There was an unusual tension in the air. The halls of the dungeon were becoming more and more crowded with soldiers and maidservants, going in similar and opposite directions. Although I was a little bit worried, because unlike the other times when they held large woods in preparation for my execution, they had royal veils and golden pots of fragrance. "What is going on?" I whispered. If only Chloe had come, I'd have gotten firsthand knowledge of everything. She's even the reason I'm still alive, as she sneaks food and water to me through Gregory. "Prince Richard, there's been a few changes," a guard said walking in my direction and just when I was about to step closer to the gates to speak with him, his form began to diminish the closer he got to me. And the moment he was at the gate of my cell, his form had completely disappeared. "Stupid Shape shifters," I cursed through my teeth. "Why hello there," Nemiuehs' voice filled my ears, the exact last person I wanted to se
Henrietta It's been a couple hours since I announced to my father and sister my ordeal with Richard. And I have never been more proud! But it is one thing to be proud and another to have the fate of the one who makes you feel proud decided upon by your treacherous sibling. She didn't want him before, so why now? 'To be Queen,' a voice whispered in my room. I knew there was no one in here with me because I shut the door myself. "But she can't be Queen, mother is alive and well!" I scoffed, staring at my glowing reflection in the mirror while gently unwrapping my hair. I needed a moment to fully understand what has happened to me, the transition, the… the new me. As my hair fell gently to my back, I couldn't help but admire the shiny silver strands and its new length. 'The coming days would be tough, my lady, beauty may have to wait' the voice whispered again and just then, my room door was thrown open. "We need to go!" Chloe said, rushing into my room. "Huh!! To where? Where
Henrietta Nemieuh glanced at Richard for a few minutes. I may be wrong but I can swear, her eyes softened for a while, but she was quick to shrug it off. She tilted her head a little high, "He'd be persecuted, your majesty," she gulped, peeling her eyes off him. What is going on? “Is it now her words over mine?” I asked in disbelief, “It is enough that you gave her a position I was supposed to occupy but you have to listen to her now?” “When the spell wears off, you will understand better but for now, I'll have the guards take him away.” “You wouldn't dare!!!” a voice boomed in the throne room, startling everyone including me but when I realized that the voice had come from me, I took a few seconds to readjust before I continued speaking. “I am not under any spell and why would you have her words over mine?” I asked, “You would know my whereabouts if you cared one bit about me!’ i snapped. “I understand that you do not recall so much as a result of the spell bu…” “I am perf
HenriettaEye to eye, I stared at Gwendolyn expecting her to look away but she didn't. There was something off about her, like an aura that wasn't there before and it was dark, very dark. it was not good but then, there were traces of that same energy around me.“Well, well well…” her voice came up.“Well what!!” I snapped at her and she tilted her head to an angle, “You pretentious slimy dimwit,” I hissed, fuming with anger until Richard held my hand tightly in a bid to get me to control myself but inasmuch as his hold was comforting. I wanted to give my sister an earful, at least before we are taken back to odyssey.The energy that seeped out from GWnedolyn became intense the minute Chloe got closer to me and I could see it seeping from her too. My eyes widened , “You?” I pointed at Chloe and she furrowed her brows, “You led them to us?” I yelled, fighting every urge to hit her, “What do you mean?” She cried and then it dawned on me that she might have no idea, and pressing further
Richard She was panting and moaning endlessly while I kept thrusting, taking note of every inch of her face and making sure she was okay. I concentrated on pleasing her because I wanted her satisfaction more and focused on her soft moans and whispers. Suddenly, she began to moan a lot louder and I knew she was close, “Ri…Richard!!!” She screamed and I knew it was about time I met her just where she was at and with few fast strokes, I brought my head to the spot I had been touching and flipped my tongue repeatedly over there till a moan escaped her lips after which, I grazed my fangs carefully above her skin before piercing my fangs through her skin. Panting heavily like one who had a marathon, I collapsed beside her before snaking my arm around her to pull her close to me. “I love you,” I whispered next to her ear while snuggling closer to her as I awaited her response but after waiting for a few minutes and nothing came, I chuckled at the possibility of her falling asleep in the m
RichardAfter taking our time to enjoy the feel of our arms in the comfort of silence, I took her hand in mine and walking side by side, we got close to the sea and sat down on the sand. She rested her body on me but kept her eyes on the water.“Mother said water heals the heart and the mind,” she said through a soft sigh, “I miss her and I miss home too.” she added. “It will be over soon,” I assured her, as those were the only words I could say at such a time. Her sister was after us and so is her dad but specifically, after my head.“Don't you think I'm worthy to be marked by you?” She asked and inwardly, I wished that this conversation could be avoided. She sat up and turned so that she was facing me completely, “I have waited for so long, can't you see?” She asked, “the more you extend this, the closer you get to losing me.”“Don’t. You. Ever. say. Those. Words. Again!” I said each word one after the other with so much anger at the mere thought of it happening, “I am never going
Richard It was already dead into the night and the silence that came with nightfall filled my ears, but was toned with the chirping sound of crickets in the bushes. I couldn't sleep as not only was I contemplating Charles' outburst today, but Henrietta's request as well. “Then you might have to think again,” those words played repeatedly in my head, clouding my thoughts so much that I couldn't go to sleep. I kept tossing and turning until I couldn't take it anymore and decided to sit up on the bed while resting my back on the wall. I stared at her sleeping figure and subconsciously, I pictured myself marking right then. What would happen if she is taken away from me? What would happen if we were separated? Could she be right about there never being a perfect time for us? What if she is not but then, what if she actually is? These questions kept me confused and awake as I wondered whether or not I should give in. if only she knew that I want it a lot more than she does but t
RichardI walked out of the cabin to where Charles was standing with his back resting on the bank of a tree. All through my walk out of the room, I couldn't stop thinking about Henrietta's attitude which was beginning to be a great cause of concern to me. She spoke so seriously about that dream of hers and…she saw that I was in danger before the uproars at odyssey. Could it be possible that she could be a…no no no, I better not even think about that. Anything was possible at this point but please, not that.“What was that about?” Charles asked sharply the moment I got to him and I raised a brow as to what exactly he was talking about.“You mean her request to be marked?” I asked but he shook his head.“That's none of my business and I still wonder why you haven't gotten that done yet but that is not what I'm on about,” he waved his hand in the air as if dismissing the conversation before narrowing his gaze on me. “I heard her, those low words she said about it happening, what was th
Henrietta Without thinking about their reaction, I blurted out those words like they had been written somewhere, waiting for me to read them but the look on their faces was more of surprise than shock but I knew what I wanted. “This is not the ti…” Charles began but seeing that it wasn't in his place to decide that, he stopped mid way and gave Richard a long look before turning around and leaving the room. “Mark me, Richard.” I repeated but this time with a lot more confidence. I knew what I saw in that dream and I felt it too, it was so real, as real as the others before it and Charles' presence confirmed it. “Etta, this is not the time.” Richard protested but it was now or never. Not for me but for the both of us. They were going to seperate us and that's for sure. I saw it clearly, I saw it happen. Yanking my hand out of his, I walked back to the bed to sit on it while bringing my knee up to my chest. “Don't be sad, My love,” He said softly before taking his seat on the bed