I said nothing and turned away, looking out the window while trying to enjoy the scenery. Theo's presence had disrupted my mood even more; disgust and fear settled in the pit of my stomach. The images of the arena flashed through my head repeatedly. Closing my eyes, I prayed that I could forget about it but it only made matters worse. The images became clearer."What did you tell Theo about us?" I snapped my head in Cyrus' direction but I could not open my mouth to say anything. My lips trembled and my fingers were shaking as well, the only thing I wanted to do at that moment was scream. As I recollected events that I had forgotten moments ago, my skin began to crawl and I could feel as though the beast was tearing through my flesh and cracking my bones. "Damn you!" Cyrus roared, sending shivers down my spine. His roar reminded me of the best in the arena. "You didn't tell him we were intimate, did you?" "I-i-i," that was the only thing that managed to come out of my mouth. He st
The ball was in full swing when we arrived; Cyrus in full regalia of his majestic elegance and I clad in proper slave clothes and a leash about my neck. “Remember to keep your head down,” he whispered into my ear as we walked in. When we entered the hall, everything stopped for Cyrus: the music, dancing, eating, whatever had been going on inside before and then the next minute was filled with a chorus of reverence to Cyrus. I rolled my eyes as I watched this happen. Cyrus was escorted himself by Adrainna. I could not tell what she looked like because I kept my eyes glued to the ground but I could feel the intense stare of condensation as she looked my way. My game plan this evening was to go by without getting noticed and so I kept my cool. “She's properly behaved today but I can tell it's a ruse, she's not broken yet,” I heard Adrianna comment as she walked side by side with Theo and I trailing behind them. “My slave seems to bother you a lot,” responded Cyrus. “She does, I do
She bent down to my level and with considerable force grabbed my leash. I could see her reading the inscription on the leash. She hissed and said, “interesting, you're the Alpha's pet and here you are unscathed.” I did not react to anything she said and although I would never admit it, I was beginning to feel anxious to have Cyrus come for me. Whoever this woman was I did not like her or whatever intentions she had for me.“You're pretending like you do not hear me. You do not fool me, you low life…” she had her hand raised to hit me and I closed my eyes in anticipation of the slap but it never came. I began to relax when I heard, “Your Majesty!” I opened my eyes and saw that Cyrus had held her hand midair before her palm could land on my face. Standing behind Cyrus was a displeased looking Adrianna and an even more irritated Theo; I returned my gaze to the ground. “You knew she was mine, didn't you Audrey?” quipped Cyrus in a hostile tone. “Your Majesty, I… she was misbehaving,
The enemy was making too much progress, and by enemies, I meant my treacherous brothers and their armies, who had turned against me like the snakes they were. When my father, the great King Arnold, had died, I had expected a peaceful handover of the throne, as I had been chosen by the Priestess Vienna to become the next king after she received a vision from the moon goddess. But my older brothers, Koldis and Kendrick, were consumed by ambition and greed, their hearts blackened by the desire for power.As I fought for my life, the heads of my loyal soldiers lay scattered around me like seashells on a bloody beach, their eyes frozen in death, their mouths agape in silent screams. The rain poured down mercilessly, drumming against my armor like a thousand tiny stones, adding to the chaos and confusion. The battlefield was a sea of mud and blood, with men screaming and clashing swords in every direction, the sound of steel on steel ringing out like a deadly symphony.Agatha, the first wom
I tossed and turned on my bed continually. The horror of the day's events kept replaying in my mind like a bad movie. From how someone was executed for his crimes by being eaten alive by a beast, and then the way Melanie had been auctioned off and sold to the creepy Lord Albert.The werewolves were mean creatures and I hated them. As I pondered on these things, the door to the room in the slave quarters I was in opened and someone came to tap me, handed a note and disappeared as quickly as they had come.I stood up silently, so as not to wake up the others in the room. When I got to the corridor, a torch on the wall was lit so I used that to read the note. The king needs you in his chambers now!It was pretty late so I could not help but wonder if it was a trap. What on earth would Alpha Cyrus need me for at this time?I didn't want to go but I knew that if I didn't, it would cause complications between Cyrus and I. He would pu
And he fell asleep again. +*+*+*+*+“What are you doing here?” he asked. His voice sounded weak like he was tired from a long run. “You sent for me,” I responded with a bow.“I sent for…” and he began coughing. I was by his side the next second and when I placed my hand on his forehead I could tell that he was sick, very sick. I guessed it must have been why he had been hallucinating earlier. “Your Majesty, I shall send for the physician,” I said but before I could leave he held my arm.“Just inform Theo, you don't know where the physician is,” it was surreal to hear his voice sound so hoarse and weak; I suddenly felt pity for him. “I wouldn't know where…” “He'll be outside,” he responded weakly. I left the Alpha's room and Cyrus was right, Theo was standing guard outside. Without a word he pushed me aside and stepped in. “I will get your physician here,” said Theo.
Cyrus' POV I could see the slight shock on Agnes' face clouded with fear. That was a good thing; I wanted her to be afraid. I did not like her stubborn spirit. It seemed to me that she was yet to understand the severity of the situation she was in as a human living among werewolves. She was too free-spirited and said whatever came to her mind. “You care too much,” Theo remarked.I could not deny it anymore. I did care a great deal about Agnes. I was constantly worried about her safety yet I had my suspicions about her. What if she betrayed me like those humans that Agatha had died trying to save? I looked at her eyes. They were clearly like the ocean on a calm day; they were not the eyes of betrayal; there was no evil intent in them, yet these things were not written on the forehead or etched in one’s eyes. “She will remain by my side, Theo. If you see her wander about on her own do as you please with her,” I had m
"May I see you for a bit?" Theo opened the door without knocking. "Of course," Cyrus said, stepping forward. "Is it urgent?""Not exactly.""Okay then, what is it?""I'd prefer this to be a private discussion," Theo sighed. Cyrus gave him a long and hard look before the two men finally stepped out of the room. "She's not your wife," Theo said to Cyrus once they were out of the room. From the way his voice sounded, I knew he was quite annoyed. "She can't be with you all day.""She's my slave," Cyrus remarked. "I should not be sending someone to call for her if I need her so it's best she's in my room.""She's sleeping in your room now?" Theo scoffed. "Seriously?""Theo, you need to loosen up on this," I heard Cyrus give an exasperated sigh. "When I first brought her here, you seemed to like her.""Not until she started brainwashing you.""She's not brainwashing me," Cyrus said. "Good