Amani recounted every detail of her interaction with Jax that night to Malakai. She vividly described the way he had touched her and the repulsive words he had uttered. As she finished narrating the entire incident, from the moment Jax approached her to the moment she left him in the garden, she couldn't help but notice a chilling shift in Malakai's eyes. A darkness crept in, one that went beyond the emergence of his wolf. What she saw there in his gaze was no longer rage, but something far more alarming: it was murder.Without hesitation, Malakai stormed out of their chambers, and Amani quickly followed in his wake down the corridor that led to the West Wing. He looked like a complete madman, his fists tightly clenched, turning a fiery red, and the veins bulging on his neck, which only added to his already intimidating presence. Amani had never witnessed this side of Malakai before, and it unsettled her deeply."Kai, where are we going?" She called out, her voice trembling with fear.
Amani straddled Malakai, her lips pressing against his in a searing kiss, that made it difficult for him to breathe. The heat between them grew, fueling a desire that threatened to consume them both. With a seductive smile playing on her lips, Amani began to move her hips, creating a rhythm that matched the pounding of their hearts. Her movements were a tantalizing tease, driving Malakai wild with anticipation. The sexual tension in the room was undeniable, the air heavy with their profound yearning for one another. Amani's lips left a trail of fire down Malakai's neck, leaving a path of soft, lingering kisses. She grazed her teeth lightly against his skin, eliciting a gasp of pleasure. Each touch was deliberate, each sensation carefully crafted to send waves of pleasure through his body. As Amani's hand found its way to Malakai's waist, she felt the anticipation building. With a slow, deliberate motion, she unbuckled his belt, the sound echoing in the room. She slowly slid down the
Amani began dressing herself in new undergarments, while Malakai adjusted himself back into his pants. They exchanged smiles, blushing over the recent events that had unfolded between them."Amani, I have to ask... where did you learn that?" Malakai gave her a scrutinizing look.Amani rolled her eyes, aware that her possessive Alpha would inevitably inquire. "I learned it from a previous lover," she teased playfully.Malakai's expression turned cold. The mere thought of Amani having sexual encounters with someone else was enough to turn him into a crazed madman. "Do not toy with me, Amani," he warned sternly.She noticed the turmoil stirring within him and swiftly responded before his head exploded. "Once, my friend Lily and I stumbled upon some erotic literature. We laughed as we read through it, but it certainly piqued our curiosity. Back then, my young mind couldn't fathom how anyone could enjoy such explicit content. But today, it proved quite useful," Amani smirked and playfully
After Amani had finished bathing, Maggie and Penelope dressed her in a ceremonial robe. Maggie had concocted a traditional tea specifically crafted for first-time shifters to drink. The tea was infused with a medley of herbs known to soothe the senses and alleviate pain. The first shift was notorious for its brutality, often described as so agonizing that every Lycan wishes for death during the transition. With resolve, Amani downed the tea in a single gulp."Are you ready?" Maggie asked, gently taking the empty cup from Amani's hand."I don't think I'll ever be more ready than I am right now," Amani replied with a heavy dose of apprehension in her voice.Penelope stepped forward, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Things are about to change for the better, my lady. I can feel it."Amani pulled Penelope into a tight embrace. At first, Penelope froze, unaccustomed to being hugged by someone of higher status. But soon, she reciprocated the gesture, a genuine smile gracing her face. Sensing
Amani woke up alone the next morning in Maggie's room, her head throbbing from a long night of relentless tears. But nothing ached more than the pain she felt in her tortured heart. As she sat up in bed, reflecting on the events of the previous night, she couldn't help but feel like a complete failure. She couldn't help but wonder if her parents were still alive, would they have worn the same disappointed expression as Malakai had. She was relieved that she would never have to see that look from her father; it would have surely been the death of her.The humiliation she felt was indescribable. A crowd had gathered to witness her long-awaited transformation, only for it to never happen. King Zander's words echoed in her mind, and she reluctantly admitted he had been right about her all along. She now believed she was nothing but a mistake, and perhaps it would have been better if she had never been born. And Malakai, he too saw her as a disgrace, at least that’s what reflected in his e
When Amani returned to her chambers, she meticulously searched through all of her clothing. Her frustration grew as she realized she only had expensive gowns and dresses. What she needed was something comfortable, suitable for traveling. Just as her agitation reached its peak, a knock on the door startled her.Opening the door, she was relieved to see Penelope and Steven standing there. They were right on time to bring her breakfast and tidy the room."Come in... both of you," Amani said, beckoning them inside.Amani closed the door behind her and locked it, taking in a deep breath. "Penelope, Steven, I need your help."They exchanged questioning glances, concern etched on their faces by her troubled demeanor."Of course, my lady," Penelope responded softly. "Whatever you need, we'll be more than happy to assist you."Steven nodded in agreement, ready to lend a hand.Amani hesitated, unsure of how to express her unconventional request. It was far from a simple favor like fetching tea
The entire Royal Council was in an uproar when Malakai revealed his intention to attempt to mark his wolf-less mate."Your Highness," one of the council members spoke up, "no she-wolf has ever received a mate mark without first shifting. The Lycan and the wolf both have to accept it; everyone knows that. Marking your mate binds not only your soul to hers, but the souls of both wolves. Without your mate's wolf, we cannot predict the consequences. It could be excruciatingly painful if she doesn't have her wolf to accept it and brand the mark.""I understand this completely," Malakai asserted, "but Amani is the strongest she-wolf I've ever known, and I know you all can agree with that sentiment. We all know she shouldn't have survived Jax's attack, but she did. She has strong, resilient Lycan blood, the blood of an Alpha. If there is any chance that marking her can awaken her wolf, then I have to try."“There is still the matter of her being barren, Malakai,” the King pointed out.“We do
Amani headed towards the stables, instructing the three servants to go ahead of her. This way, nobody would be able to inform Malakai that she had been seen with them before her disappearance. To outsiders, it appeared as if she was simply taking her usual daily walk. Daniela was well versed with all matters concerning the stables. Steph would often ride the horses and bring Daniela along with her, so she was well aware of the stables' cleaning and feeding schedule. She knew there was a small window of time between the two tasks when nobody would be present. Additionally, Daniela was familiar with the guards' shifts and how long it took them to complete their rounds before returning to the stables. Amani confidently stayed on route, reassured by Daniela's knowledge that no guard would cross her path.Upon reaching the stables, Amani hurried inside and swiftly changed into the clothes provided by Steven and Penelope. Meanwhile, Penelope and Steven patiently waited behind the stables